"Haha! Master Murong! I don't know much about reading, so I don't know what you mean?"
…
Ye Zihao pretended to be confused, but everyone knew from his expression that he was pretending on purpose.
But so what?
How could Murong Sen win over Ye Zihao?
cannot!
At least whether his son is caught depends on Ye Zihao's attitude?
If he doesn't pursue it, everything will be fine. If he insists on it, things will become complicated.
"Ye Zihao! Stop pretending to be confused for me. I know you are a smart person. Do you want to keep it private or public?"
Murong Sen said coldly with a dark face.
At this time, Ye Zihao took out a cigarette from his pocket, then lit it with a lighter with a "pop" sound.
"call!"
He took a deep breath and then spit it out. He smiled playfully and asked lightly: "Master Murong! If it's private, what good will it do to me?"
"If it's private, you decide the price! And the result I want is that Xiuhua is fine!"
Murong Sen said coldly with a gloomy expression.
"Oh? Then if I offer 10 billion, can you afford to pay?" Ye Zihao asked for a price, deliberately irritating him.
"What? 10 billion?"
"Yi Zihao! You are clearly talking nonsense. Even if I sell the entire Murong family, there is no way I can raise 10 billion!"
Murong Sen was shocked and said.
"No! Why did you talk so arrogantly just now? I'll set the price? You're the boss! You can't afford to pay for it! What are you pretending to be?"
Ye Zihao retorted unhappily.
The other party clearly has the control in his hands, but his tone is still so arrogant. He dislikes this kind of person the most.
"You...are you teasing me on purpose?" Murong Sen was so angry that he puffed his beard and glared, and asked angrily.
Ye Zihao shrugged and said, "So what? Am I still afraid that you will bite me?"
"Damn! So you mean you want to file a lawsuit?"
Murong Sen's face was full of anger. The dignified head of the Murong family was actually teased by a twenty-year-old boy. If the news got out, wouldn't it be a joke?
"Haha! So what if it's a public office? How can you defeat me?"
Ye Zihao crossed his legs and slightly raised the cigarette butt. The bodyguard on the side took the ashtray to put the ashes in it very wisely.
That action was simply full of provocation!
Murong Sen spoke word by word, looking extremely angry: "Ye! Zi! Hao! Do you really think I can't do anything to you?"
"Oh? Then tell me, what can you do to me?" Ye Zihao said deliberately provocatively.
"Damn it! According to the power of my Murong family in Jiangcheng, even if it is black, I have the ability to turn it into white. Even if you call the police, I can make Xiuhua okay. Don't believe it! Can you try it?
"
Murong Sen was so angry that he became extremely emotional.
The more excited he became, the calmer Ye Zihao became. He had a carefree expression on his face, with his legs crossed and smoking somewhere. Where was the slightest trace of worry or fear on his face?
"Yi Zihao! Can you please say something? Do you really want to call the police and arrest someone?"
Murong Sen felt angry when he saw his casual expression.
"Yes! I'll call the police!"
Ye Zihao responded very simply without even thinking about it.
"Damn it! It seems that you want to kill the Murong family with me, okay! I, Murong Sen, will accompany you to the end!! If you have the guts, go to the police! Isn't it just hiring a murderer to kill someone? I don't believe it. With my ability, Murong Sen
, can’t handle this!”
Murong Sen was so angry that he was shaking all over and yelled loudly.
"Mr. Murong! Do you really think it's as simple as hiring a murderer to kill someone? Haha!"
Ye Zihao sneered disapprovingly and said.
"What's the meaning?"
Murong Sen's heart suddenly thumped, and there was an inexplicable feeling of uneasiness in his heart.
Moreover, this feeling is getting stronger and stronger, as if something ominous is really going to happen.
"Listen to yourself!"
At this time, Ye Zihao took out a recording pen from his pocket and threw it to Murong Sen.
Murong Sen quickly caught it with his hand, then opened his hand and saw that it was a recording pen.
Then he pressed the play button, and soon the voice of two men talking came from the recorder.
What shocked Murong Sen was that one of the male voices was his son's voice.
But that's not the most shocking thing. The most shocking thing is what the recorder recorded.
This recording is exactly what Murong Xiuhua said personally when he asked Liu Yan out for dinner last time.
Through various means, officials were bribed to suppress Qiao Jiaren's "beautiful water". The entire process was clearly recorded in the recording.
After listening to the recording, Murong Sen was stunned and obviously at a loss.
Bribing officials?
Oh shit!
If this recorder is handed over to the disciplinary committee, what's the point?
At this time, Ye Zihao smiled faintly, took a puff of smoke, exhaled it for a long time, and started teasing.
"Master Murong!"
"You said you hired murderers and bribed officials. Now the country is cracking down on corrupt officials. You said if you punish both crimes, how many years will Master Murong be sentenced to? I don't have enough education! I don't understand the law!"
Seeing Murong Sen gritting his teeth, he was so angry that his blood vessels almost burst.
But reason told him that he could never be impulsive again.
If the recorder is handed over at the same time and punished for both crimes, no matter how powerful he is, he will not be able to help his son.
Therefore, Murong Sen suppressed his inner feelings, suppressed his anger, and said bravely: "Zi Hao! What I said just now is considered hot-headed. I, Murong Sen, formally apologize to you! I'm sorry!"
"Apologise? Haha! When I say I'm sorry, you take it as an apology? If I hadn't been lucky, I probably wouldn't have had the chance to stand here tonight? And you just said 'I'm sorry'? You think I'm three years old?"
Child?"
Ye Zihao is not an easy person to talk to.
He has always believed in the principle of "I will not offend others unless they offend me; if someone offends me, I will punish them no matter how far away".
Last time, he had not settled the accounts with Murong Xiuhua about the pretty girl, and now the two of them sent someone to assassinate him.
If a tiger doesn't show off its power, is it really a sick cat?
"Then what do you want to do to relieve your anger? Do you still want me to kneel down and kowtow?"
Murong Sen knew that Ye Zihao would definitely consume it with him to the end, but could he afford it?
Don't dare!
As soon as something happened to his son, the ninth generation of the Murong family was cut off!
"Kowtow? Haha! That's a good idea! Then you kneel down and kowtow. Maybe my anger will really go away! Haha!"
Ye Zihao sneered a few times, but his expression showed no sign of compromise.
If the tiger doesn't show off its power, do you think I'm a sick cat?
Now that I have gone crazy, you know what it means to regret it too late, right?