"Yang Xiaole, what are you doing here? I don't welcome you here." Ye Jinquan was very unhappy with Yang Xiaole's arrival, and he was filled with hatred for Yang Xiaole.
"If I remember correctly, I am also a shareholder of the company." Yang Xiaole said lazily.
"You..." Ye Jinquan was choked. Yang Xiaole almost choked him to death with his words. It was so irritating. "You are a shareholder, but I don't welcome you here either."
Anyway, we are separated from Yang Xiaole, so there is no need to give Yang Xiaole any face.
"Are you a beauty?" Yang Xiaole asked.
"…………"
"You're not a beauty, are you? Is it because I'm dazzled?" Yang Xiaole murmured to himself.
Ye Jinquan was almost speechless with anger, "Yang, what do you mean?"
"What do you mean you don't understand? Then let me tell you, since you are not a beauty, why should I come to your place?" Yang Xiaole sneered, his expression full of disdain.
"Then what are you doing here?" Ye Jinquan wanted to hit someone, or even kill someone. If he had a gun, and if it was not illegal to kill someone, then he would definitely not be merciful and would definitely deal with Yang Xiaole ruthlessly and cut his body into pieces? That would be considered a minor offense.
.
"Look at you."
"..." Ye Jinquan was going crazy. He wanted to ask the security guards to kick Yang Xiaole out several times, but he knew that was unrealistic. The reason was simple. Yang Xiaole was also a shareholder of Ye's Group.
"What do you want?" Since he is not a beauty, why did Yang Xiaole come? You can be shameless, but you must at least have a degree, right? Even if you are shameless, you must have a bottom line, right?
"Don't get excited. You're not young anymore. It's easy to burst your blood vessels when you get angry. Be careful. If you get angry and damage your body, you'll lose more than you gain." Yang Xiaole walked to the sofa and sat down, then took out a cigarette and lit one.
, directly ignoring Ye Jinquan, sitting there by himself and starting to puff away.
"If you have something to say, tell me quickly." Ye Jinquan wanted to take off his leather shoes and hit Yang Xiaole in the face.
"Do you know Yao Hainan?" Yang Xiaole asked after blowing out a smoke ring.
Ye Jinquan frowned, "What do you mean?"
"Do you know him?" Yang Xiaole asked again. "Do you know he is mine?"
"What do you want to say?" Ye Jinquan stared at Yang Xiaole for a long time.
Yang Xiaole suddenly jumped up from the sofa, "Holy shit, you can't understand human language? You can't even understand such simple words? Have you ever read? You can't even understand such easy-to-understand words. As you are now,
Still want to seize power? It’s not difficult to imagine that if the company really comes into the hands of people like you, it won’t be long before the company collapses.”
The corners of Ye Jinquan's mouth kept twitching, his face was ashen, and his hands were clenched into fists, angry, absolutely angry.
"Can't you understand human language? Do you need me to repeat it again? Answer my question." Yang Xiaole took a few steps forward and stared at Ye Jinquan coldly. At the same time, the cigarette butt in his hand was thrown to the ground.
, he didn’t regard this place as someone else’s office at all. Instead, it made people feel that this guy treated this place as a garbage dump.
"Why should I answer your question? Who are you?" Ye Jinquan's anger also rose, especially when he saw Yang Xiaole throwing the cigarette butt on the ground, Ye Jinquan was even more furious. This was his office, and Yang Xiaole
Why do you do this? Why throw cigarette butts on the ground?
"Because I am your uncle." Yang Xiaole sneered.
"You...security guard, call the security guard for me." Ye Jinquan collapsed instantly. Unable to bear it, he began to look for the security guard outside.
Yang Xiaole stood still, but in his heart, he felt speechless and paralyzed by Ye Jinquan's behavior. What a fucking weirdo. Calling security? Is it useful to call security?
"Scream, scream, call you mom, paralyzed, why are you so fucking useless? In your own office, you still have to ask others to help. I said, after all, you are also a member of the Ye family, right? Just don't lose Ye.
The face of the family, isn’t there an old saying? Do it yourself and you’ll have enough food and clothing.”
"Yang Xiaole, I will fight with you." Ye Jinquan couldn't bear it anymore and suddenly raised his fist and hit Yang Xiaole.
Yang Xiaole narrowed his eyes and thought to himself, it's a good time, he's been waiting for this opportunity. Of course, on the surface, this guy pretended to be helpless and surprised. "What do you want to do? Let me tell you, when it comes to fighting, you are not mine.
opponent."
Although Yang Xiaole said what he said, it was a pity that Ye Jinquan would not listen to him? His fists still hit Yang Xiaole.
"Crack."
There was a crisp sound, but it was not on Yang Xiaole's face. In other words, it was not Yang Xiaole who was hit, but Ye Jinquan.
"Don't stare at me like this. I'm just defending myself. If you want to hit me, I can't stand still, right? That's not my style. If it were you, I believe you wouldn't stand still."
"Son of a bitch, ah..." Ye Jinquan roared with red eyes. He couldn't bear it anymore. He had completely lost control and lost his mind.
Unsurprisingly, Ye Jinquan was slapped again, and this time he was slapped harder. Half of his face was swollen after the slap, and he looked miserable.
Being slapped twice in a row made the angry Ye Jinquan calm down and realized that he was no match for Yang Xiaole. If the beating continued, he would always be the one to suffer.
"Does it hurt? I want to ask, who of us hit him harder? You or me? I think you hit me pretty hard, but you didn't hit me in the face, so I don't know, so I can only ask you.
How about it? Does it hurt? If it doesn’t hurt, I’ll try two more slaps to let you feel my power." Yang Xiaole said, this guy is simply so angry that he won’t pay for his life.
Over there, Ye Jinquan's eyes shot out with hatred, and he gritted his teeth as if he wanted to eat Yang Xiaole.
"You don't have to stare at me like this. I can guarantee that you won't be as strong as me, so I know you must be in pain." Yang Xiaole chuckled. It wasn't just a day or two before he wanted to teach the other person a lesson. He had already wanted to deal with him.
The last time he fought for power with Ye Yingshi, he wanted to slap Ye Jinquan a few times, but finally endured it. Unexpectedly, he would come again now, thinking that the three Ye Jinquan brothers would behave better after suffering the big loss last time, but they didn't.
Thinking that a dog can't change its habit of eating shit, it's still as mean as ever, so it just happened to give him a chance, a chance to deal with this bastard.
Ye Jinquan didn't say anything. He was very depressed at this time. When it came to fighting, he was no match for Yang Xiaole. When it came to bickering, he was no match for Yang Xiaole. In front of Yang Xiaole, he was useless. Could he really be what Yang Xiaole said? He was.
Cowardly?
"Do you know Yao Hainan now? Don't tell me that you don't know me. My patience is limited. I hope you can think clearly."
"Who is he to you?"
"I'm asking you now, not you asking me. You just need to answer my questions honestly. I'm not interested in knowing anything else, and I don't want to know. Do you understand?" Yang Xiaole said.
"I fired him, what can you do?" Ye Jinquan covered his face with his hands and said viciously.
Yang Xiaole nodded and said: "Very good, I like honest people. So, can you tell me now why you should fire him? What did he do wrong?"
"I don't need to explain to you." When the matter came to this, Ye Jinquan was willing to go all out.
"You don't know he is mine?" Yang Xiaole lit another cigarette and took a slow drag.
"I know, so what?" Ye Jinquan looked at home, as if he didn't take Yang Xiaole seriously at all.
Yang Xiaole raised the corner of his mouth and revealed an extremely evil smile, "Does that mean you did it on purpose?"
Ye Jinquan didn't say anything and quickly analyzed the matter. When he calmed down, he knew that he had fallen into Yang Xiaole's trick and it was Yang Xiaole who deliberately made him angry.
"Tell me, did you do it on purpose?" Yang Xiaole asked.
"No...no." Seeing the evil smile on Yang Xiaole's face, Ye Jinquan felt scared for some reason. He was afraid of Yang Xiaole's smile.
"Haha...Ye Jinquan, you are really nothing, a waste. Where did your awesome attitude go? Why did you soften so quickly? Are you really a wimp?" Yang Xiaole sarcastically said again, after a pause.
Then he continued: "Do you know what I hate most? What I hate most is that others don't take me seriously. Let me tell you, I introduced Yao Hainan. If you fire him, you are not giving me Yang Xiaole face.
In this case, I will teach you a lesson, a harsh lesson."
Ye Jinquan realized something was wrong, and when he wanted to step back, he was surprised to find that he couldn't move, as if he had lost consciousness.
Various complex emotions such as surprise, fear, fear, etc. flooded into my heart. Why did I feel like this? Why can't I move even though I'm fine? Is there something wrong with my body?
The more he thought about it, the more scared he became. Suddenly, he regretted his impulsiveness and should not have fought with Yang Xiaole. This man had an evil aura from the inside out.
Although Ye Jinquan didn't know why he suddenly became like this, he knew that this matter must have something to do with Yang Xiaole, or that it was Yang Xiaole's doing.
At this time, Yang Xiaole flicked the cigarette ashes in his hand, then took Ye Jinquan's arm and pushed the cigarette butt towards Ye Jinquan's arm.
When the cigarette butt came into contact with Ye Jinquan's skin, it made a sizzling sound, which sounded so shocking. In addition to the terrifying sound, there was also a strange smell.
Although Ye Jinquan, who was like a puppet, could not move, it did not mean that he had lost his sense of pain. At this time, the veins on his face were prominent, and his old face was red from holding back. In addition, he was dripping with cold sweat.
Ye Jinquan wanted to speak out, but couldn't make a sound. Ye Jinquan was in unbearable pain and could only ask Yang Xiaole for help through his eyes, hoping that Yang Xiaole would let him go and not be in the same situation as him.
However, Yang Xiaole pretended not to hear. Instead of letting go, he picked up the cigarette and took a puff, causing the cigarette butt to burst into dazzling flames again.
Seeing the cigarette butt in Yang Xiaole's hand again, Ye Jinquan had the urge to die. If possible, he would rather stab himself to death than have to endure the pain of being burned by a cigarette butt.
ps: There will be another update around 11 o'clock.