Chapter 876： Return

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Ye Ming doesn't know yet, this bull is getting bigger, but his face is not red and his heart is not beating. The next Han Meimei froze. She blinked her eyes and looked at Ye Ming.

"But as far as I know, Jinglong's CEO is middle-aged, right?" He Zhiqiang intentionally said.

In fact, after buying the TV, Ye Ming watched the program for a while. There happened to be a TV station that interviewed the founder of Jinglong Ye Shengtian. He had some understanding of the group. He said lightly: "Jinglong Group is a family business, and the senior managers are generally the Ye family."

He Zhiqiang was skeptical. His girlfriend was not skeptical. Ye Ming's temperament was so good. She immediately stepped forward with a smile and said, "It turns out to be President Ye, President Ye. This beauty hotel seems to be you The industry of Jinglong Group. "

Ye Mingxin said it was broken. What should they do if they let me waive the bill? Thinking about this, he laughed: "The following little things, I usually just ask, but this beauty hotel is indeed our group's industry."

When Ye Ming was the CEO there, one after another came, and some even wanted to take a photo. While the crowd was in chaos, Ye Ming noticed that a young man was looking at him with a smile on his seat not far away, with a mockery in his eyes.

Ye Ming said that when he saw an acquaintance, he brought Han Meimei to the young man.

"Are you laughing at me?" Ye Ming looked at him.

"I laugh at someone posing as CEO." The young man said cheerfully, thinking Ye Ming was very interesting.

Ye Ming: "How do you know I'm posing?"

"Because I'm the CEO," said the youth.

Ye Ming smiled "hehe" and sat down next to the young man, saying, "Don't break through me, please come back and invite you to dinner."

The man was intrigued: "Oh? Me, please? What?"

Ye Ming thought to himself that he had learned a lot of cooking in that world, so he said, "So, tomorrow night, I invite you to my house for dinner, and you will eat the best things in the world . "

"Aren't you bragging again?" The young man obviously didn't believe it.

"I will lie to you?" Ye Ming stared. "Although I brag, I never lie."

"Okay, I'll help you round today." After that, he snapped his fingers, and the manager of Beauty Hotel came over.

"What did the young master command?" The manager looked pleased.

"This is my friend. Today he is the East. If you have any requirements, you are all satisfied." He said, the manager even claimed that he was extremely polite to Ye Ming.

Leave the address, Ye Ming is back there. Han Meimei's face is not good-looking. This guy is bragging, and he has encountered God. Fortunately, no one is embarrassed. Do n’t embarrass him.

Ye Ming walked over and the manager followed, just like a follower.

Ye Ming said to everyone, "Your classmate He Zhiqiang is my girlfriend's ex-boyfriend. Everyone has this relationship. They are all friends. Today I treat guests. You can eat and drink as you like. He must satisfy everyone. "

The manager also said immediately: "Yes, everyone has any requirements, this hotel is fully satisfied."

The crowd cheered immediately, and He Zhiqiang's face was a little disgusting, because her current girlfriend had been close to Ye Ming, and seemed to be pleased.

The young man came over at this time, and he said to Ye Ming, "You can spend a lot of money on me."

Ye Ming glanced at him: "Without spending your family's money, I will give you a gift."

The young man was happy: "What gift is it for me?"

Ye Ming glanced left and right, lowered his voice and said, "I see your body has a problem, and I will help you to cure it."

The young man's face changed immediately, sneer: "You say I'm sick? Tell me, what's wrong with me?"

"According to the medical theory of this world, your nerves have problems." Ye Ming bluntly, "and your current medical methods can not cure this disease. But specifically, I have to take a look."

The young man was silent. He did have hereditary neuralgia, and often convulsed. He had to take medicine when he was in pain, otherwise he might as well die. Moreover, as he gets older, his condition will become more and more serious, and he can hardly live to be fifty.

"Sit down, I will give you the pulse." Ye Ming said.

The young man stretched out his hand. He introduced his aura into the other's body, observed for a moment, and said, "I can heal you now. This process is a bit painful. You can bear it."

Speaking, billowing aura, flowing into the opponent's body. With the nourishment of Reiki, the deformed nerves of the other party were quickly repaired. But this process, accompanied by intense itching, is very uncomfortable. The young man gritted his teeth and said nothing.

Both were sitting on the sofa in the living room, holding hands, looking ambiguous. About half an hour later, Ye Ming saw a little sweat on his forehead before closing his hand.

The young man was sweating all over his body, but he was unspeakably comfortable. He looked at Ye Ming with incredible eyes.

"I dredge your body by the way, it shouldn't be a problem if you live 80 or 90 years old," he laughed.

Youth: "Although I don't know if what you said is true or not, but I feel good now. I'll take a bath first, and I will visit you tomorrow. If your treatment really works, I will thank you very much."

Ye Ming waved his hand: "You're welcome, I will help you first, and I will of course help you once."

After speaking, he took Han Meimei away, found a place, and ordered something to eat. The dishes in the hotel are very good, and the room environment arranged by the manager is also very good. This is the most luxurious meal set that Han Meimei has eaten.

When eating, Han Meimei blushed and was very excited.

However, only half of it was eaten. He Zhiqiang's classmates came to invite Ye Ming to go, everyone hoped to respect him for a few glasses of wine. After all, everyone has nothing to eat and drink, thank you all the time. At this time, everyone paid less attention to He Zhiqiang. In fact, He Zhiqiang initiated this classmates gathering.

The meeting place for the crowd was a hall, where the lights were brilliant, and the crowd was almost drinking. Next to the hall, there is a woman in costume playing the zither. However, the rhythm sounded harsh in Ye Ming.

Drinking a circle of wine, at least two pounds of white wine under the belly, but Ye Ming is not blushing, still talking and laughing. Guzheng was still ringing, he couldn't help but said, "Stop talking!"

The woman who talked about Zheng was stunned, and she immediately took off her hands with her hands, and asked, "Sir, am I not good at talking?"

He Zhigao was always very upset. He was the best mixed among his classmates and the initiator of the party, but Ye Ming was snatched by the limelight, and he was naturally unhappy. At this moment, when Ye Ming was yelling at a beautiful woman in costume, he immediately said, "Ye never knows music, right? I think other women play well."

"Fart, is this also called rhythm?" Ye Ming sneered.

The woman listened and lowered her head. He Zhiqiang said, "Why is it better for President Ye to talk to us?" In his opinion, Ye Ming must not understand Guzheng, and these words were just pretense.

Ye Ming glanced at Han Meimei and said, "Mei Mei, how about a song for you today?"

Han Meimei froze. He looked at Ye Ming, which meant, would you?

With a smile, Ye Ming came to the woman and said, "Use a kite."

This zheng is also in his world. He can even play the Seven Killing Qin, let alone an ordinary zheng.

I don't know when the real CEO came, and he stood a short distance watching the excitement. He had taken a bath, was comfortable, and the neuralgia that occurred every day did not appear. He was shocked and grateful, so he came to see Ye Ming. When he came, he happened to meet Ye Ming to play zheng.

Ye Ming was sitting in front of Zheng, and the entire hall was quiet. He said that the CEO was so wise, and it would be the same. It was indeed a rich second generation.

A string sounded, and the rest of the sound was around the beam, everyone's heart trembled, feeling that some kind of feeling was touched. And then, the unbelievable tone flowed out of Ye Ming's fingers, intoxicated everyone at the scene, and even Han Meimei closed her eyes and forgot about her environment.

The girl next to Guzhen was already in tears, she murmured, "Is this what the teacher said is" there is a **** in the song "?"

The young man was watching silently, and his eyes were full of shock. At the end of the song, everyone forgot to applaud and still immersed in the wonderful music. It was the girl who started the zither first. She gave Ye Ming a deep respect and said affectionately, "Thank you sir! Sir is a great master, once in a thousand years!"

Grand Master, once in a thousand years? Everyone admired again and again.

The young man called a mobile phone and called it to his driver: "Six sons, drive me to the third son, use it now."

After Ye Ming played a song, he smiled at everyone and said, "It's rusty if you don't play for a long time."

Somehow, the more these people come into contact with Ye Ming, the more they feel that there is a gap with him. This gap does not seem to be status, but spiritual. So in the second half, almost no one drank with him anymore, but mostly toasted in the distance.

After drinking almost, the young man came and smiled: "My name is Ye Xuan. Your treatment should be effective. I am very grateful."

Ye Ming: "You're welcome."

Ye Xuan: "There is nothing to thank. I just bought a car and I will give it to you, presumably."

A car? Ye Ming has been walking on two legs for the past few days, and it really wastes a lot of time. He thought about it and said, "Okay, I will accept it if you send it."

Han Meimei also wanted to quit for him, but he knew he agreed. The three came to the door of the hotel, and there was already a very pulling yellow sports car parked there. Han Meimei no longer saw it, and recognized that the car was worth at least several million, and even ten million.

Ye Xuan laughed: "There are only 30 electric sports cars in the world with a limited price of 35 million. By the way, there is no charge for the whole world, no battery replacement for ten years and no maintenance for five years." Grade to Ye Ming.

Ye Ming: "35 million, this stuff is so expensive."

Han Meimei is already stupid. Just kidding. Sending a sports car worth over 30 million yuan? Even more joking is that Ye Ming took it for granted!