Chapter four hundred and thirty seventh rich to rival the country
As the saying goes, no desire leads to strength. Ye Tian has no desire to go to the Song family, so he does not need to consider Song Zhijian's mood. If you are unhappy, you can just turn around and leave.
However, Song Zhijian and his son couldn't. They came here to ask for help from Ye Tian. They originally wanted to talk to Ye Tian about their uncle-nephew relationship and mentioned that incident by the way.
But who knew that Ye Tian would not answer the question at all, and directly blocked them with words, and almost sent them to the police station.
If this were another place and another person, Song Zhijian would have been furious, but the situation was compelling, and for the tens of billions of wealth that his elder sister controlled, Song Zhijian had to lower his head.
"Malakai, watch them, don't let them enter the yard!"
Ye Tian glanced at Song Zhijian and his son coldly, with a look as if he was guarding against thieves. Even though Song Zhijian was a rich man, he was so angry that the veins on his forehead were exposed and he almost ran away.
Regardless of whether he was angry or not, Ye Tian turned around and walked into the courtyard, while Malakai and the others stood guard at the entrance of the courtyard, fulfilling Ye Tian's orders seriously.
Seeing Ye Tian walking into the yard, Ye Dongmei, who was washing clothes, came over, grabbed her nephew's hand, and said angrily: "Ye Tian, you came back yesterday, why don't you come over."
Feeling the coldness on his sister-in-law's hands, Ye Tian said dissatisfied: "Sister-in-law, it's so cold, why are you so good at washing clothes with your hands? Isn't that a washing machine just for decoration?"
"It's just two pieces of clothing. It's not worth using the washing machine. I can just rub them with my hands."
Ye Dongmei smiled and shook her head. Seeing Ye Tian still holding a large plastic box in his left hand, he couldn't help but asked strangely: "What is this holding? The color is quite nice."
The snow clam oil that Ye Tian got from Meng Xiazi was of the highest quality. It was golden in color and looked very comfortable even though it was covered with a layer of plastic.
"Sister-in-law, this thing is called snow clam oil. I'll get some old ginseng later and stew it with snow pears. It will be good for you and my aunt's health!"
Ye Tian explained to his sister-in-law how to take snow clam oil, and then walked to the kitchen. As for the price of this thing, which is comparable to gold, he did not say anything else, otherwise the sister-in-law, who is used to saving, would definitely not be able to bear to eat it.
"Ye Tian, you're here, is Xiao Tian doing well?" Zhou's mother, who was making breakfast in the kitchen, stood up quickly when she saw Ye Tian come in.
"Okay, Xiaotian is very sensible and helped me a lot!"
Ye Tian looked at Zhou's mother's eyes and saw that the scars had been eliminated. It seemed that the operation was very successful. He smiled and said, "Sister Zhou, are you used to living here? How are your eyes? No more tears and pain, right?"
Zhou's mother, Ye Dongmei and others all called her sisters, but Zhou Xiaotian was Ye Tian's apprentice, and Zhou's mother insisted that Ye Tian call her eldest sister, so the whole situation was a mess.
"No, no, it's good. Thank you, Ye Tian. Sit down. Breakfast will be ready soon. Let's eat together!"
Zhou's mother never concealed her gratitude to Ye Tian. Since her eyes recovered, she has become the busiest person in the old house. Sister Ye Dongmei tried to persuade her several times but refused to listen.
However, compared to her previous life, Zhou's mother undoubtedly felt like she was living in paradise. Her son was sensible and capable, and she usually had a few old sisters to chat with, so she felt much more comfortable.
"Okay, please pay more attention to your health. You can actually hire a housekeeper to do these tasks."
Ye Tian respects people not by their wealth but by their character. Zhou's mother worked hard to bring Zhou Xiaotian up, which deserves Ye Tian's respect.
After helping Zhou's mother to cook the porridge and bringing it to the restaurant, the old lady also walked in carrying steamed buns and fried dough sticks. When she saw Ye Tian coming, she immediately laughed and scolded: "You brat, you still know how to go home? You go out like that?"
For a long time, I didn’t even make a phone call!”
"Hey, Auntie, I went out to buy some good stuff. I put a big box of snow clam oil in the refrigerator." Ye Tian smiled and hugged the old lady. He enjoyed this feeling of home.
"Snow clam oil? That's a good thing. It can just replenish the health of my little sister and Erqin. I guess you have a conscience!"
Back when the Ye family was still in decline, it was one of the largest households in the capital. Zhou's mother was a knowledgeable person and had taken snow clam oil when she was young. The price at that time was already astonishingly expensive.
The old lady suddenly remembered what happened when she entered the door just now, and asked Ye Tian: "By the way, Ye Tian, what are those people outside doing? There are also a few foreigners, and they don't look like good people!"
"Auntie, it's okay. Don't pay attention to them. You, the street director, live here. Who dares to come and cause trouble?"
Ye Tianxi smiled and changed the topic. He knew that among the Ye family, his aunt had the deepest resentment towards the Song family, and he did not want to make the old lady unhappy.
Ye Tian wanted to dry out Song Zhijian and his son, so he ate this meal very slowly. Seeing that it was almost nine o'clock in the morning, he slowly walked out of the courtyard with a toothpick in his mouth.
"Hey, I said, I'm really sorry. I just ate something. You guys haven't eaten yet, right?"
The look of Ye Tianna burping with a toothpick in his mouth was really irritating. Song Liangdong had never suffered such a loss before. He opened his eyes and was about to speak, but was stopped by Song Zhijian.
"It's okay, it doesn't matter whether you eat or not."
Song Zhijian was very tolerant, and he actually waited outside for nearly an hour, turning a blind eye to Ye Tian's behavior, and said: "Ye Tian, please find a place to sit, I really have something to think about.
Talk to you!"
"Okay, there is a teahouse near the park next door, let's go there!" Ye Tian also secretly praised Song Zhijian's Qi-nurturing skills. Those who can achieve great things are indeed not easy people.
You must know that Song Zhijian is Ye Tian's uncle after all. For an elder to wait so humbly for a junior, this kind of endurance is beyond the reach of ordinary people.
"Lao Ma, you guys stay away." Ye Tian walked in front, turned around and glanced at Malakai and others, and gave him a nickname casually.
"Yes, Mr. Ye."
Malakai warned several of Song Zhijian's bodyguards with his eyes and hung far behind Ye Tian and others. He knew that Ye Tian had amazing fighting power and was not afraid of any accidents.
The teahouse that Ye Tian brought Song Zhijian to was a bit like the kind of tea shop in the early years of Beijing. There were quite a few old men and women drinking tea and having breakfast in the morning. There were also people singing Peking Opera at the top of their voices. It was quite lively.
Song Zhijian was fine, but Song Liangdong's face clearly showed a look of dissatisfaction. He had lived a wealthy life since he was a child, visiting high-end hotels. Where had he ever eaten or drank tea in such a place?
Ye Tian seemed not to notice the frowning Song Liangdong and said with a smile: "The place is simple, so don't worry about it."
"It's okay, the teahouses in Hong Kong are like this too." Song Zhijian raised his eyebrows and said, "Ye Tian, can you find a quieter room? I'm afraid you have to shout to talk here."
"Okay, there are private rooms here too." Ye Tian nodded, took the two of them up to the second floor, entered the room and opened the curtain, and his ears suddenly became much clearer.
"Boss Song, your time is valuable, so there is no need to say more useless words. If you have anything to say, just say it."
Ye Tian asked someone to serve a pot of melon tea, but he didn't know if he forgot that the two people in front of him hadn't had breakfast yet, and they didn't order any snacks or snacks.
"Okay, Ye Tian, then I'll tell you directly."
Song Zhijian had experienced the tricks of his nephew, so he didn't waste any time and said directly: "Ye Tian, whether you admit it or not, your mother, Song Weilan, is my sister. It doesn't matter if you don't recognize me as uncle, but Song Weilan is my sister.
But my family recognizes you..."
"etc."
Ye Tian raised his hand to interrupt Song Zhijian's words and said: "I didn't understand. I was born with a father and I never knew I had a mother. So when my uncle mentioned it, don't mention it. Otherwise, I think you are
Take advantage of me!"
"This this……"
Song Zhijian was a little panicked because of Ye Tian's blockage. When he met someone like Ye Tian who acted unconventionally, all his words were suddenly disrupted.
"Okay, I won't talk about that."
Song Zhijian took a sip of tea, but his stomach became more and more hungry. He didn't want to talk in circles with Ye Tian anymore, and said straight to the point: "The thing is like this, my sister has a fortune and wants to inherit it to you, but these assets
I have many connections with the Song family, not just my sister.
The Song family has owed you a lot over the years, so I don't object to you inheriting these assets, but I hope you can sign an agreement to only become the owner of this wealth, but not to participate in the management of the assets. You
What do you think?"
"Tell me, why did you find me? Is it because of money?" After hearing Song Zhijian's words, Ye Tian showed a sarcastic look in his eyes.
Ye Tian has always been wondering in his heart. He has no contact with the Song family, so why would this cheap uncle come to visit him? But now it is clear that the reason for his love is for the money in his mother's hands!
Ye Tian shook his head, "These wealthy children always use money to measure everything in this world. Only money can make this powerful tycoon in Hong Kong bow to him, right?"
"Ye Tian, do you know how much this asset is worth?"
Seeing Ye Tian's silence, Song Zhijian quickly said: "The total value of the wealth you want to inherit is more than 30 billion US dollars. The annual dividends alone will be enough for you to spend several lifetimes!"
"Ten billions of dollars? Old Tang only has a net worth of tens of billions of Hong Kong dollars. Grandma's. As long as my brother just gives a nod, he will be as rich as the country in no time?"
Ye Tian was stunned for a moment when he heard this. He knew that his mother's business was very big, but he never expected that it would reach tens of billions of dollars. It would be unrealistic to say that such a huge fortune would not have any impact on him.
But seeing Song Zhijian's confident look, Ye Tian took a deep breath and calmed down instantly.
