"Cousin, this is..."
Looking at yurongrong beside Ye Feng, Jiang Zhiyan's eyes brightened, "my cousin is good. The taste has changed. The beauty president has changed her mind. Is this my future cousin's daughter-in-law?"
"Come on, you don't talk, no one thinks you're dumb! Only by saying a few words can we live longer! "
Ye Feng opened his mouth to stop Jiang Zhiyan's hysteria, pointed to Yu Rongrong and said, "this is Yu Rongrong from Fuzhou, just a friend!"
"Friends of Fuzhou?" Hearing that yurongrong was from Fuzhou, Jiang Zhiyan's face changed.
Hu family's territory is Fuzhou's, now this for many years. Now such a beautiful woman suddenly appears beside Ye Feng, and countless possibilities appear in Jiang Zhiyan's mind.
What she is most afraid of now is that Ye Feng is bribed by the Hu family, and then kicks her out of the East China Sea.
"It's not a friend, it's a sister!"
Yurongrong stare big eyes along the leaf maple, what is barely a friend, with his mind so tangled in vain chant!
"Oh, sister!" After hearing Yu Rongrong's words, Jiang Zhiyan nodded and made a calculation in her heart. She approached the girl and touched her head and said, "it's a pity. If only I had such a cousin's daughter-in-law!"
"Good cousin!"
Hear Jiang Zhiyan left a table sister-in-law, right a table sister-in-law, yurongrong sweet smile.
"Hum, playwright!" Looking at these two people quickly find the topic, Ye Feng helplessly shook his head.
"Hello, Mr. Ye!" At this time, Mr. Dong came forward to help Ye Feng solve the embarrassment, looked at Ye Feng respectfully and said, "the imperial capital Ye family has come here three days ago. It seems that he is the second uncle of your family. He brought the words of Ye family master, please listen to them."
"I came here three days ago. Why did I meet you first?" Ye Feng frowned and asked, "what is the origin of my second uncle?"
"Your second uncle is one of the concubines. His name is Ye fuming. Although his experience and achievements were not so good at the beginning, he has always been with the old man since childhood, so he has won the trust of the current old man of the Ye family. This time, ye Zong's sudden return has always been very concerned about your son's return home, so he specially sent his own confidants to inspect you. During this period, he has also been in Donghai to inspect what you have done during this period
to evaluate the power and budget of your organization. As for how we get in touch, it's very simple. The Jiang family and the Ye family are also relatives. The eldest lady used to be very popular with the old man. She went to the Ye family to live for a while. Naturally, she has a way to find out who came to visit you this time. After inquiring about
, she will get in touch. "
Mr. Dong explained.
"Ye fuming?"
Hearing the name, Ye Feng laughs coldly. He remembers the name. He was the one who hired PMC to kill himself in Wangxing. This guy probably doesn't know that he has chosen Haifeng hotel. It seems that where there are people, there will be fights. The so-called imperial family doesn't appear to be harmonious and beautiful, and the family and everything can be mixed out of the society. It's not a good thing!
"Come on, go in and see it!"
Ye Feng nodded and stepped into the small two-story villa.
Although the environment of this villa No.5 is very similar to that of Yaoguang villa of Jinxiu family, it is slightly smaller and has only three floors.
The hall on the first floor covers an area of more than 100 square meters, and its style is mainly traditional Chinese style. However, the porch of the living room is decorated with golden and resplendent decoration, and several pots of large leaf green pineapples and elegant bamboo are placed at the door.
At this time, a carved chair and several wooden piers were placed in the hall, surrounded by a table with tea fragrance.
At this time, several tall men with scars on their faces, wearing black suits and sunglasses, were standing on the side of the chair. On the carved chair, an old man was slowly making tea.
"This is Ye fuming?" Ye Feng looks at the old man in the living room.
"This is Mr. Sun. The sun family is the Wu and Dao vassal family of the Ye family, just like the Dong family is the vassal family of the Jiang family. Mr. Sun's ancestor was sun Lutang, the first-hand master in the world and the tiger head Shaobao of that year."
"No.1 in the world, sun Lutang, tiger head Shaobao, Guo Yunshen, Li Shuwen, and Huo Yuanjia, the masters of Xingyi, Baji, did not expect that the disciples of these martial arts ancestors are still active in today's society!"
Dong Zufeng asked: "why don't you want to know?"
"Family ancestor Dong Haichuan, master of martial arts, is the founder of Youshen baguazhang!" Dong Gongshou introduced him, but when he talked about his ancestors' pride, he sighed and said, "but I'm ashamed of my ancestors. It's hard to inherit martial arts. If there are no suitable disciples, no great determination and perseverance, the best
boxing techniques are often lost, such as the Huo family of lost track boxing, the original master, and now the disciples of future generations Everyone Listening to Mr. Dong, Ye Feng thinks of all the people in Humen, Yuzhou. Although the inheritance of lost track boxing has not been cut off, I don't know how many excellent boxing techniques and proud masters have been found in the history, but in the history of timeIt's just a flash in history.
"You are Ye Feng?"
Looking at pushing the door, Ye Feng stood coldly in the porch. Old sun, who had been pretending to be profound, was a little nervous and took the initiative to talk.
"Little Ye Feng has seen the old man!"
Ye Feng came forward to give a little gift. Anyway, the old man was also an elder. His grandfather once taught him that no matter when and what status he was at home, the gift should not be abolished.
"My family name is sun. You can call me sun Lao!"
The old man looked at Ye Feng and looked him up and down. He nodded slightly. Then he pointed to the wooden pier on the opposite side, motioned Ye Feng to sit down and said, "now I have a few questions to ask you, just tell me the truth!"
"Excuse me, Mr. Sun!"
Ye Feng frowned at the wooden stool. He sat in a wide and comfortable carved wooden chair, but let himself sit on a low wooden stool. This distance and different heights made Ye Feng lower this guy for no reason.
It doesn't feel like an inquiry, but rather an interrogation.
Looking at Ye Feng's immobility, the strong man behind the old man said, "why, Mr. Sun asked you to sit down. What are you looking at? You still don't sit down!"
"Hum!" Ye Feng sneered and kicked the wooden stool with one foot. Then he crossed his legs and kicked the solid wooden stool directly towards the man's face.
Looking at the wooden stool with bigger and bigger eyeballs, the man yelled and stretched out his hand to block it, but Ye Feng's blow was actually something that could not even be touched by the dark ants.
The wooden stool and the man's hands crisscrossed, and they directly slapped his elbow on his own face. The man screamed and was knocked unconscious by the wooden stool that Ye Feng kicked.
The people across the table were shocked when they saw Ye Feng's sudden move. Then they wanted to roll their sleeves on the stage. But when they were about to start, sun stopped them, "don't move!"
"Hum, Mr. Sun has done this to me, but I haven't found out what my Ye Feng's temper is these days!" Ye Feng picked up a carved wooden chair from the side, gently sat on the opposite side of the crowd, and said coldly.