"Ha ha ha ha, Ye is always a happy man. Since Mr. Ye has said that, we will certainly help Mr. Ye to make this work beautiful and perfect. Mr. Ye, you can rest assured that we will take back the villa of Jindu Bihai, and guarantee that Liang Wanjun will not have any money on her, and she will be sent to the street and become a beggar!" The middle-aged man stood up and patted his chest.

"Good." Ye Yiyi slightly nodded: "then I will not send, waiting for your good news."

……

Soon, the middle-aged man got up to leave and left the Ye family.

Immediately, the middle-aged man took out his mobile phone and dialed several calls.

Not long ago, dozens of people rushed over, hiding sticks and so on, toward the direction of Jindu Bihai.

About half an hour later, the door of a villa in Jindu Bihai was knocked open.

The one who opened the door was a woman who looked forty or fifty years old. She was very simple in dress and full of vicissitudes.

Liang Wanjun's face is much older than before. Since ye Mufan and ye Shaoan were arrested, they have been at home for a long time, and have no way to say.

If it was not for her daughter ye wanwan who would give her a reassurance every once in a while, I'm afraid Liang Wanjun would have been unable to support her.

"You..."

Seeing the middle-aged man and others, Liang Wanjun's look changed slightly.

"Hehe, Mrs. Liang Wanjun, you can see that our feet and legs are all sore. Don't you invite us in and let us brothers drink tea or something?" Hey, the middle-aged man smiles.

Hearing this, Liang Wanjun frowned slightly and shook his head: "I'm the only one at home. It's inconvenient..."

When Liang Wanjun finished, she would close the door.

However, the middle-aged man grabbed the door and refused to give Liang Wanjun a chance to close the door.

"What do you want?" Seeing this, Liang Wanjun yelled.

"Madam Liang Wanjun, what do you want to do Your husband ye Shao'an has not paid off the money he owes us. It is a matter of fact. It is a matter of course that you play rogue. How can we be just like we were in the wrong? There is no such reason in the world. " The middle-aged man stares at Liang Wanjun with a sneer.

"Nonsense The money owed to you has been paid off, as shaoting told me before Liang Wanjun said.

"Hey It's a good thing we have a transfer record. Let's show it to you. " With that, the middle-aged man asked people to take the transfer record and pass it in front of Liang Wanjun.

Liang Wanjun glanced suspiciously. There was indeed a loss of the last sum of money in the transfer record, about 10000 yuan.

"Well, I'll get it for you!"

Liang Wanjun turned into the house. The middle-aged man and others also followed Liang Wanjun and walked into the villa.

"Tut, this villa is really good."

The middle-aged man looked around the villa, satisfied with his face, and soon, the villa belongs to them.

Liang Wanjun, who did not know what the middle-aged man was thinking, came over with a handkerchief.

In front of everyone, Liang Wanjun opened the handkerchief carefully.

In the handkerchief, almost all of them are old hundred yuan bills, and there are some small denominations. It seems that Liang Wanjun has worked hard to save the money.

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