Wu Zhong’s words were like thunder, exploding in the courtyard.
Qilinzi is the name for a proud person who possesses both ability and political integrity.
What's more, these are the inscriptions and words spoken by the most noble lady in China.
The meaning of this is naturally self-evident.
Many people looked at Ye Chen.
Many people think that the candidate for Qilinzi is Ye Chen.
Just as everyone thought, Ye Chen could bear the title of Qilinzi.
Many people in Ye Chen looked at Ye Chen with jealous expressions. In this life, Qilinzi has established Ye Chen's status in the Ye family.
Naturally, they, the juniors, dare not question that big shot.
"This kid is really lucky to be praised by that big shot."
A hint of jealousy flashed in Ye Yu's eyes.
Mr. Ye stared blankly at the calligraphy and painting on his hand, and then laughed heartily.
"What a Qilinzi. Thank you for the chief's praise for me."
Mr. Ye laughed, his face showing unprecedented happiness.
"Ye Chen."
Wu Zhong looked at Ye Chen at this time and waved to him.
"Secretary Wu, what do you want from me?"
Ye Chen walked over and said without humility.
"If you have nothing to do, you can come to the Central Police Station. The chief is very curious about you."
Wu Zhong said meaningfully.
Ye Chen's pupils shrank slightly, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.
To be honest, he had no contact with that big shot.
The only thing that was remotely relevant was that he killed Kumu, the bodyguard leader who was shot.
If the chief really wanted to stand up for Kumu or Longhu Mountain, he should not have such an attitude.
"If I have time, I will definitely visit the chief."
Ye Chen said with a smile.
"Very well, this is my phone number. If you want to come anytime, you can call me."
Wu Zhong handed a piece of paper with a phone number to Ye Chen.
"Thank you, Secretary Wu."
Ye Chen glanced at the note and then put it in his pocket.
Wu Zhong gave Ye Chen a meaningful look and then left the compound.
As Wu Zhong'e left, the courtyard suddenly became noisy.
Ji Wenyuan glanced at Ye Chen, with a strange color flashing in his eyes.
After seeing Ye Tianyun's strength, Ji Wenyuan was extremely afraid. Now the chief executive praised Ye Chen as the son of Qilin. There is no doubt that twenty years later, Ye Chen will be the second Ye Tianyun, even more powerful than Ye Tianyun.
"There can only be one Emperor Yun in this world, and there can never be a second one."
A gloomy look flashed in Ji Wenyuan's eyes.
With so many people having their own hidden agendas, the birthday celebrations are finally over.
The next thing is to say birthday wishes.
As a member of the Ye family, this birthday greeting is also very particular. The younger generations of the Ye family wish birthday to Mr. Ye in order according to their seniority.
The first to pay birthday wishes to Mr. Ye were Ye Chen’s uncle Ye Qingxuan and his aunt Zhang Xiuwen.
"Dad, my son wishes you good fortune, good health and a long life."
Ye Qingxuan and Yang Xiuwen knelt in front of Mr. Ye and kowtowed three times respectfully.
"Okay, Qingxuan and Xiuwen, get up quickly."
Mr. Ye was sitting directly above him, looking at Ye Qingxuan and Yang Xiuwen who were kneeling on the ground, with a look of relief on his face.
Ye Qingxuan and Yang Xiuwen stood up from the ground and handed over a gift box.
The birthday greetings of the Ye family are different from those of people outside. The Ye family’s birthday gifts are all put in boxes, and no one knows what they have given.
Such rules can also prevent the Ye family from comparing themselves with each other and causing unnecessary trouble.
After Ye Qingxuan, it’s the turn of the third oldest Ye Fei and the fourth oldest Ye Shuo.
As Ye Fei and Ye Shuo celebrated their birthdays, the third generation of the Ye family came next.
Although the second generation of the Ye family is sparse, with only four brothers including Ye Qingxuan, the third generation of the Ye family is very prosperous.
Counting Ye Chen's brothers and sisters, there are more than a dozen.
Among the younger generation, Ye Changfeng is the first person to celebrate his birthday every year.
But when Ye Chen, the eldest grandson, returned to Beijing, some variables were added.
Everyone looked at Ye Chen and found that Ye Chen was standing aside and had no intention of being the first to celebrate his birthday.
Ye Changfeng glanced at Ye Chen slightly, then walked to Mr. Ye first and knelt down.
"Grandpa, grandson Ye Changfeng, I wish you that the tree of life will always be green and the water of life will flow forever."
Ye Changfeng respectfully kowtowed to Mr. Ye three times.
"Changfeng, get up quickly."
Mr. Ye nodded and smiled with satisfaction.
"Grandpa, my grandson knows that you like calligraphy and painting. I specially found someone to collect a picture of a hundred years of longevity in the Ming Dynasty and gave it to grandpa. I wish you a long life."
Ye Changfeng handed a box in his hand to Mr. Ye.
"The Ming Dynasty's 100-year-old painting? This is a good thing."
"A few years ago, at an auction in Hong Kong, a picture of a hundred years of longevity was auctioned, but the price was 30 million."
"Ye Changfeng's handiwork is not small."
"After all, you are the heir to the Ye family, so you can't be stingy with your actions."
"It's a pity that Ye Chen has returned to Yanjing, and the candidate for the successor is not certain."
Everyone in the courtyard immediately started talking.
"Changfeng, you are serious."
Mr. Ye opened the calligraphy and painting, took a look at it, and then said with a smile on his face.
Seeing that Mr. Ye was happy, Ye Changfeng stepped back with a smile.
The other Ye family disciples around had unnatural looks on their faces.
"It's like this every year, Ye Changfeng takes all the limelight."
"That's right, it makes us just like foils."
"Keep your voice down. After all, he is the heir to the Ye family and the eldest son of his uncle. It is normal for him to have some good things in his hands."
"But this year is different. Isn't this the eldest grandson of the Ye family? Let him compete with Ye Changfeng."
The juniors of the Ye family whispered for a few words, and then no one moved, they all looked at Ye Chen.
"Cousin Ye Chen, it's your turn. Let's see what gifts you have prepared for grandpa, so that you can set an example for us cousins."
Ye Yu said angrily from the side.
As Ye Yu finished speaking, everyone's eyes inside and outside the lobby were focused on Ye Chen.
Ye Chen frowned, then a smile appeared on his face. He held a small box in his hand, walked up to Mr. Ye, kowtowed three times, and said with a smile: "My grandson Ye Chen, I wish you good luck like the East Sea."
, Shoubinan Mountain."
"Chen'er, get up quickly."
Mr. Ye said with a smile, and then looked at the jade box in Ye Chen's hand.
Even the boxes containing the gifts are all made of jade boxes. Not to mention other people, even Mr. Ye is a little curious about what kind of gifts Ye Chen will give.
"Grandpa, this is the gift I prepared for you."
Ye Chen stood up from the ground, handed out the box in his hand, and said calmly.
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone's eyes turned to the small jade box in Ye Chen's hand.