Chapter 1193: Warm Spring and Blooming Blossoms, Toyama Discusses Swords
Facing Ye Zhendong's request, Chen Qingyan was silent for a long time, but after making a few phone calls, she agreed.
That afternoon, the ownership of Jin Yuan Club was transferred to Ye Fan's name.
The land, buildings, items, and the reputation accumulated over more than ten years all became Ye Fan's.
Looking at Chen Qingyan moving away her personal belongings and looking at the empty general manager's office, Ye Fan looked at Ye Zhendong with confusion on his face.
"Uncle Dong, what kind of fun are you doing?"
"This Jinyuan Club is Chen Qingyan's hard work. If you snatch it from me like this, she will probably hate me even more."
"Besides, it's enough for me to have Jin Zhilin, what kind of club do I need?"
"This is Ye Forbidden City and their territory. If you just say hello, the club will be deserted and turn into an empty shell."
Although Jin Yuan Club and its land assets are worth billions, Ye Fan is still not as comfortable as managing Jin Zhilin.
"Back then I gave everything to Chen Qingyan, even the little favor from the old owner was used up."
"I want a Jinyuan club now, but it's just to get back part of what I lost. You can just keep it for me without worry."
"It doesn't matter if Chen Qingyan and the others hate you. Anyway, they will fight you to the death whether or not you take Jin Yuan Club. Why don't you cut her off first?"
"It's okay for them to suppress it in Ye Forbidden City. At most, the guests won't come, but the land and buildings are worth real money and can be sold for two billion at any time."
"If you can successfully control the Jinyuan Club and accept its contacts over the past ten years, the rewards will be five to ten times."
"This Jinyuan Club can be regarded as an information trading place. Many foreign spies are active here. If you make good use of it, it will be extremely valuable."
There were not many emotions on Ye Zhendong's face. He walked around the office with his hands behind his back, kicking the walls from time to time to see if there were any mechanisms inside.
"Then the club should be named Uncle Dong."
Ye Fan smiled helplessly: "If you give it to me, you will get no reward for nothing."
"I am a lonely person. I can feed myself and the whole family is not hungry. I have you to take care of me when I get old. Why do I need this club?"
Ye Zhendong came over and patted Ye Fan on the shoulder: "Besides, I am also the person in charge of the 16th Department. When I first took office, there was an extra club where it was easy for people to gossip..."
There was one thing he didn't say, which was to make up for Ye Fan. If he hadn't failed to protect him back then, how could Ye Fan have endured hardship outside for more than 20 years?
Ye Fan smiled helplessly: "Everyone knows our relationship, and you can gossip even if you have my name."
Ye Zhendong said leisurely: "I can lie and deny it. I have no evidence and no one can do anything to me."
Ye Fan narrowed his eyes slightly.
He felt that Ye Zhendong had changed somewhat. He was no longer a killing machine that could only perform tasks, but had a hint of fireworks and a hint of cunning.
For killing machines, once they have thoughts, their lethality will increase countless times.
Ye Fan didn't know whether this was good or bad, but he knew very well that Ye Zhendong truly cared for him, which was enough for Ye Fan to support him unconditionally.
"Uncle Dong, although this club is worth some money, do you really want to release Ye Jinfeng and the others just for it?"
Ye Fan changed the subject: "These are our enemies and Ye Forbidden City's helpers. If they come out, they will continue to cause us trouble."
"If I can lock them up, of course I hope to lock them up until they die, but the pressure is too great and I can't lock them up."
Ye Zhendong did not hide it from Ye Fan:
"These people who were born with a golden key in their mouths will be able to come out sooner or later if they are not punished by death and condemned by both humans and gods."
"This month, at least a hundred people of considerable importance have interceded for them, and more than twenty people have called me directly on my mobile phone."
"Even the four kings tried to force the sect leader to marry him without even trying to provoke him!"
"Ye Feiyang and the others can't let go."
"Of course, if it were me in the past, I might have detained him forcefully regardless of human circumstances."
"But for me now, I feel that there is no need to fight to the end for a few little people."
"And Ye Feiyang and the others will be released sooner or later. Letting them go in advance in exchange for Jin Yuan Club is a good deal."
He hugged Ye Fan's shoulders again: "Uncle Dong is old. He is no longer the young boy he used to be. His bones have become soft."
Ye Zhendong also wanted to tell Ye Fan that it was their own plan to let go of Ye Feiyang, but he took it back when he spoke.
He is no longer the young man he once was, but he hopes that Ye Fan will never forget his original intention.
Ye Fan smiled bitterly: "Uncle Dong is joking, he is flexible and flexible, and he is also a man."
"You don't have to worry if they come out."
Ye Zhendong comforted Ye Fan again: "Even Luo Feihua and Chen Qingyan can't plot against you, how can Yang Poju and the others hurt you?"
"And I will also release Qi Qingmei."
"This scapegoat who was abandoned by the Young Masters and the Qi family is not only smart but also full of resentment."
"Her return will fill Baocheng with unease."
His smile became playful: "You can use this chess piece when necessary. It is also a knife with huge lethality."
Ye Fan nodded lightly: "Understood."
"Okay, that's all that's said. It's time for me to go back and do some work."
Ye Zhendong smiled: "If we don't release Ye Jinfeng and the others, Chen Qingyan will probably block my yard."
"It's up to you to handle the affairs of Jin Yuan Club."
"If you don't have enough manpower, you can ask Wei Hongchao to borrow some people from them. Anyway, you are familiar with Qin Wuji and Wei Qinhu."
He reminded Ye Fan: "If it doesn't work, I'll transfer some people from your base camp Zhonghai."
Ye Fan felt a headache: "Uncle Dong, don't worry, I will make appropriate arrangements."
As a polished commander, Ye Fan didn't know how to control the overall situation for a while.
He thought it would be great if Song Hongyan was here, she would definitely be able to arrange things properly, allowing him to be a hands-off shopkeeper.
"By the way, Nine Thousand Years Old asked me to bring you a message."
Ye Zhendong walked towards the door. Halfway there, he suddenly remembered something, then turned to Ye Fan and smiled:
"He was originally going to take you to this year's Tianjiao Conference in Yang Kingdom to challenge the top ten young masters on the Yang Kingdom's martial arts rankings."
"Yang Guo knows that no one in the younger generation is your opponent, and he is worried that you will run over and start killing people, so he postponed this year's competition indefinitely under the guise of the impact of the pandemic."
"So Jiu Qiansui asked me to tell you that you should wait a few more days, wait for the spring to bloom, and directly participate in the Fushan Swordsmanship in Yang Kingdom."
He smiled: "Yang State refuses to give you the opportunity to slap the younger generation in the face. Then you will slap the entire martial arts alliance of Yang State in the face."
Ye Fan smiled when he heard this: "Okay, spring is warm and the flowers are blooming, and we are discussing swords in the rich mountains."
After Ye Zhendong left, Ye Fan leaned on the boss's chair, rubbing his head and thinking about how to take over Jinyuan Club.
Suddenly, he slapped his head and called Wei Hongchao:
