Ye Tiandong and the others had already accepted Song Wansan's arrangement.
So the day after Ye Ruge and Chu Zixuan arrived at the island, dozens of people headed to Golden Island for a barbecue.
There were three warships ready on the beach.
One carried Ye Tiandong and the others, one carried the personal bodyguards of each family, and the other carried only food and fireworks.
After Ye Fan and the others boarded the ship, the ship roared and the helicopter flew high, and they sailed towards the Golden Island in a leisurely manner.
The fleet's route has been arranged in advance, and certain controls have been implemented on the sea and in the air.
Therefore, the sea surface for nearly a hundred nautical miles is unobstructed, and not even a fishing boat can be seen.
Especially the closer you get to Golden Island, the tighter the security becomes. In addition to frigates and helicopters, there are also submarines.
This is to prevent Lin Qiuling's war from happening again.
At least three thousand soldiers were busy along the way.
Ye Fan had to lament his father's high position and authority.
"How is it? Does it feel like the young master of the prince is on a tour?"
When Ye Fan breathed the breath of sea water, Chu Zixuan stood next to Ye Fan:
"It's a pity that the safety of the Lord of Ye is extremely important. No strange faces should appear along the way."
"Otherwise, if there are more people or beauties on both sides snooping, it will be very high-spirited."
He joked and handed Ye Fan a bottle of iced bamboo leaf green.
"Master Chu is joking."
Ye Fan smiled and took his bamboo leaf green: "The more scenery, the heavier the responsibility."
"Just like my father, he is surrounded by everyone while having a barbecue, and he is escorted by the sea, land and air. It is a glorious sight."
"But who knew that he was scrutinizing Ye Tang's affairs 24 hours a day?"
"Ye Tang, who has three hundred thousand children, will try his best to control this game of chess for the rest of his life."
"Even if it was my loss back then or my mother's heartbreak and madness, he could only control his emotions and put the overall situation first."
"He even handled the fried fish as if it were a Ye Tang situation."
“The amount of energy and physical energy consumed is far beyond what people can imagine.”
"So for me, being a high-spirited young prince is not as good as being a little doctor named Jin Zhilin."
Ye Fan confided in his heart: "Save patients, eat hot pot, be rich and carefree, how comfortable is it?"
In Ye Fan's heart, he was always thinking about Jin Zhilin's patients, lights, relatives and friends.
"Hahaha, your wish is similar to my grandfather's when he was young."
Hearing what Mark said in his heart, Chu Zixuan burst into hearty laughter:
"He is three acres of fertile land, an old house, a wife, and a pot of green bamboo leaves. He works at sunrise and rests at sunset."
"It's a pity that this wish was not fully realized even when I was old."
"When I was young, there were no old houses, no fertile fields, and no green bamboo leaves."
"After I became successful, I had fields, a house, and wine, but I didn't have the person I loved most at the beginning."
He sighed: "In this life, you can't go back, and in this world, you can't help yourself."
Ye Fan smiled: "Don't feel too much, just do your best in the moment."
"The days you long for seem simple, but in fact they are just like my grandfather, out of reach."
Chu Zixuan looked at the sea and poured a mouthful into his mouth:
"You are a master of medicine and martial arts. Even if you really want to be a little doctor, this world of the jungle and the strong will not let you live in peace."
"And you have a big business now. If you don't advance, you will retreat, and others will pounce on you and eat away at you."
"Can you just watch the Chinese Medical School and other industries fall into the hands of others?"
"Can you just watch the people around you suffer and even lose their lives because of you?"
"Putting all this aside, your status as the son of the Ye Clan Master means that you are destined to never live in Jin Zhilin in your life."
"The Ye family and Ye Tang are also in the same arena."
"So let go of your wish."
"Don't let those unreachable thoughts hold you back from your climb and ambition."
He patted Ye Fan on the shoulder and gave him guidance in life.
Ye Fan's heart moved slightly, as if he touched something, he raised his head and took a sip of wine.
Chu Zixuan also turned to look at Song Wansan not far away and smiled: "Our structure must be learned from Mr. Song."
Ye Fan also looked at the old man and said gently: "Grandpa is indeed not simple."
At this time, Huniu, who was having a bit of fun with Nangong Youyou, saw the two chatting and joined in.
"Hu Niu, let me ask you a question."
Chu Zixuan asked his sister: "I walked into a colorful garden and asked you to pick a flower. Which one would you pick?"
Huniu looked at her brother like an idiot: "Of course it's the prettiest and most beautiful one."
"If it were Mr. Song, how do you think he would answer?"
Chu Zixuan turned to look at Mark: "He will tell you that he will pick the ugliest and worst one."
Huniu was stunned: "Why?"
Chu Zixuan whispered: "Because Mr. Song will never allow ugly flowers to exist in such a garden."
Huniu was even more confused: "Why not allowed?"
Ye Fan smiled bitterly: "Because when he saw such a beautiful garden, he regarded it as his own garden."
"You regard yourself as a guest in the garden, and grandpa regards himself as the owner of the garden."
He further explained to Huniu: "So you pick the most beautiful one, and he picks the ugliest one."
Chu Zixuan drank the whole bottle of Bamboo Leaf Green in one gulp: "This is Mr. Song's pattern."
Almost at the same moment, Tao Tongdao rushed into Tao Xiaotian's office with a fierce fire.
He photographed more than a dozen pieces of information in front of Tao Xiaotian.
"President Tao, the spies at the front have worked hard to get some information from the official government and the war zone."
"Mrs. Zhao of Hengdian has indeed come to the island."
"The young master of the Chumen, Chu Zixuan, also showed up."
"The most incredible thing is that Ye Tiandong and his wife, the owners of Yetang Sect, are also here."
"They refused all official and dignitary visits, and then all boarded the ship and headed for the Golden Island."
"And from today to tomorrow, Golden Island will enter the first level of alert, and the security force along the way will increase to 3,000 people."
"This information was provided to me by a nephew of the Tao family."
"He served as a soldier in a war zone and was responsible for traffic control on the outer perimeter."
"He made it clear that only a big shot like Ye Tiandong can enjoy this level of alert when the leader of the Yetang Sect appears."
Tao Tongdao placed several peripheral photos of warships and helicopters in front of Tao Xiaotian.
Don't underestimate these photos, they were obtained at the expense of dozens of drones.
"A complete fit."
"Go ahead and keep watching, but don't provoke Ye Tang and the others."
Tao Xiaotian gave an order: "Also, let the finance department check to see if the 120 billion has arrived."
"clear!"
Tao Tongdao took out his mobile phone and made a call. After asking, his face changed drastically: "President, the money hasn't arrived yet!"
"Damn it, what is this bitch doing?"
Tao Xiaotian slapped the table angrily: "I missed the key at the critical moment."
He took out his cell phone and called Tang Ruoxue, and a mechanical voice came from the other end of the phone:
"Hello, the user you dialed is not in the service area..."
