Chapter 43 Who are they?

In the Jiang family's mansion, the banquet ended and the guests left one after another, leaving only Li Kun in the end.

The Jiang family and others and Li Kun were sitting in the middle of the lobby. Jiang Zhongming took a sip from the tea cup and suddenly smiled at Li Kun and said:

"Lao Li, what do you think of that young man today?"

Li Kun squinted his eyes and said meaningfully: "Based on my experience of traveling all over the world for so many years, this person is not simple."

Jiang Muwan listened at a loss and looked at Li Kun and asked:

"Grandpa Li, you said Ye Tianming is not simple, but why is he not simple?"

Li Kun looked at Jiang Muwan and smiled and said: "Muwan, my vision is not wrong. Remember Grandpa Li's words, you must grasp this Ye Tianming. In addition, you must pay more attention to this Shen Chenghua."

Jiang Muwan's cheeks turned red, she bit her lip, avoided the question and asked again:

"What's wrong with this Shen Chenghua?"

Li Kun shook his head: "I felt uncomfortable when I first saw Shen Chenghua. This man's thoughts are unusually deep. In addition, the painting he gave to your grandfather is fake."

"fake?!"

Jiang Zhongming smiled coldly: "I really didn't expect this kid to send fake paintings to fool me. He is so bold."

Jiang Muwan was completely speechless now. Although she had been somewhat resistant to Shen Chenghua's too ambiguous concern before.

But I always thought that Shen Chenghua's character was still good, but...he gave him a fake painting to fool him?

Just despicable.

Li Kun shook his head and smiled, said nothing more, then said hello and left.

Jiang Haihua walked in, smiled at Jiang Zhongming and said, "Dad, the statue has been demolished."

Jiang Zhongming looked at him lightly: "I understand, you go down first."

His attitude showed that he didn't want to talk to Jiang Haihua. Jiang Haihua's heart sank, and a bad premonition appeared.

But he still pretended to leave as if nothing had happened.

When he returned to his villa, he locked the door, sat in the living room, frowned, and smoked a cigarette.

Jiang Hao washed up and walked out, his face gloomy and scary.

Seeing Jiang Haihua actually smoking, he was shocked and said, "Dad, what's bothering you? Why are you smoking?"

Jiang Haihua took a deep breath, leaned back on the sofa and said meaningfully: "It seems your grandpa has noticed."

Jiang Hao was suddenly startled: "You mean... Grandpa discovered the problem with the statue? It's impossible. Grandpa doesn't understand Feng Shui. Didn't the master say that ordinary people would never be able to spot it?"

Jiang Haihua flicked the cigarette ashes: "Your grandpa can't tell, but this Ye Tianming, I always feel that something is wrong with this person. Maybe he can see the clues. Your grandpa must have noticed something too?"

"How is this possible?! What ability does Ye Tianming have to be able to see this kind of Feng Shui formation?"

Jiang Haihua smiled coldly: "So what if we see it? The worst we can do is make him disappear completely!"

Jiang Haihua's eyes were cold and he touched his neck.

Jiang Hao broke into a cold sweat all over his body. Jiang Haihua narrowed his eyes and said slowly:

"For so many years, your grandfather has been favoring Jiang Muwan, and Jiang Muwan has held the position of president for many years. This time, I can't give up the position to her! The old man is really lucky. This Feng Shui formation has been cultivated It hasn’t been a year since he was tortured to death, but since he can’t be tortured to death, then..."

Jiang Haihua's laughter was a bit cold, Jiang Hao's lips were trembling, and he was obviously frightened by Jiang Haihua's words, "Dad, you...you want..."

Jiang Haihua chuckled, pinched off the cigarette butt, and said calmly: "People have to be ambitious. Jiang's group is so big, how can I be willing to give it to Jiang Muwan? Since the old man is confused, there is no need for him to live. ”

boom!

Jiang Hao couldn't stand still and fell to the ground. He stared at Jiang Haihua blankly. At this moment, he felt that Jiang Haihua was extremely strange.

...

In the office on the top floor of Longhai Chamber of Commerce, Ye Tianming was leaning on the sofa, holding a Cuban cigar in his hand, listening to Long Ze's report.

Ye Tianming's brows sometimes relaxed and sometimes tightened. Finally, after Long Ze finished his report, a sneer appeared at the corner of Ye Tianming's mouth.

"You still dare to come to Longhai. Do you really think that what happened back then is over?"

Long Ze said from the side: "Longshou, do you need your subordinates to send someone over?"

Ye Tianming waved his hand: "No, I'm just a little person, I don't need you."

Picking up the phone, Ye Tianming dialed a number.

In the living room of Mingwu Hall, the ringtone of a man's cell phone rang with half his face covered in tattoos.

He glanced at the woman beside him, who turned out to be Bai Yuruo.

Bai Yuruo understood immediately, pointed outside, and then took the initiative to walk out.

The Red Devil is the boss of Mingwutang. When the Bai family has trouble, they often go to Mingwutang to solve it.

Bai Yuruo was quite polite to the Red Devil.

Hongmi lowered his head and glanced at the screen, his expression suddenly changed.

He quickly answered the call, not daring to breathe, and said tremblingly to the other end: "Hello, Mr. Ye."

Ye Tianming's lazy and casual voice came from the phone:

"Help me catch someone. I'll send you the location later, as soon as possible."

"Yes, Mr. Ye!"

The expression on the Red Devil's face at this moment was extremely humble. He had been completely conquered by Ye Tianming's skills.

One person crushed his entire Mingwu Hall, and he almost wanted to worship Ye Tianming as a god.

Bai Yuruo outside moved his ears and vaguely heard the red devil calling the person on the other end: Mr. Ye?

The figure of Ye Tianming popped up subconsciously in her mind, and she was shocked. It couldn't be Ye Tianming, could it?

After hanging up the phone, she walked in. The Red Devil's real name was Hong Li. She still couldn't hold back the doubts in her heart and asked Hong Li cautiously:

"Mr. Hong, who is the Mr. Ye you just called on the phone...?"

Hong Li glanced at her, "Miss Bai, do you still remember what happened last time? You asked me to arrest two old people."

"Remember...what happened?"

"This Mr. Ye is the person you had to deal with last time, Ye Tianming."

Bai Yuruo's pupils shrank and her tone of voice involuntarily became higher: "Wha...what?"

Hong Li glanced at her and said slowly: "Miss Bai, I have something to do right away, so I'll excuse you. But I would like to advise Miss Bai to ease the relationship with Mr. Ye as soon as possible. Mr. Ye... is not an ordinary person. , it’s not someone you can offend, that’s all, Miss Bai, I’m leaving first.”

Hong Li led the people away, while Bai Yuruo sat there, lost in thought for a long time.

What is the origin of this Ye Tianming? Even Hong Li, the boss of Mingwu Hall, calls him Mr. Ye?

Are you still so afraid of him?

There was a trace of sadness in Bai Yuruoshui's eyes, what is the origin of this Ye Tianming...?

I had no hesitation in breaking off the engagement before...did I really do nothing wrong?

...

Time passed by second by second, in the Longhai Chamber of Commerce office, Ye Tianming closed his eyes and rested.

There was a knock on the office door the next moment, and Long Hai whispered: "Come in!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the door was pushed open.

Hong Li walked in with someone. As soon as he walked in, Hong Li saw Long Ze, his body was shaken, and his face showed admiration.

This is Long Ze, the richest man in Longhai City. Normally, I would never see such a person!

He looked at Ye Tianming on the sofa again, his whole face changed, and his scalp was numb.

Long Ze is standing and Ye Tianming is sitting. Doesn't that mean that Ye Tianming's status is higher than Long Ze's?

Hong Li couldn't help but tremble. What kind of person had he offended before?

How dare this Bai family have the guts to touch the parents of these people? This is asking for death!

He swallowed hard and said with a trembling voice:

"Ye...Mr. Ye, I brought this Wujiang."

Ye Tianming slowly opened his eyes and looked at the man brought by Hong Li.

A terrifying oppressive aura suddenly appeared in the black eyes!

Several people held their breath, not daring to breathe.

Ye Tianming stood up slowly and walked step by step in front of Wu Jiang.

Wu Jiang's body kept trembling, and he fell to his knees after being kicked by Hong Li. He looked at Ye Tianming in horror:

"Brother, I...I have never offended you. Why are you looking for me?"

Ye Tianming just looked down at him in silence, and the air in the entire office seemed to freeze.

Ye Tianming's voice sounded slowly: "You haven't offended me, but you did something wrong. Three years ago, you helped convict someone of drunk driving and broke a girl's legs. Do you still remember this? "

Wu Jiang's pupils shrank and he said in horror: "You...are you?"

"I'm that girl's brother."

Ye Tianming remained calm and confident, his eyes instantly penetrated Wu Jiang's heart like a thousand sharp knives.

Wu Jiang's face became distorted with fear, and his tears suddenly flowed down:

"Brother, you can't blame me for this. They forced me to take the blame. Brother, I was wrong. Please forgive me."

How could Wu Jiang not recognize Long Ze in front of him?

This is a legendary figure in Longhai City. Even ordinary people can often see Long Ze's face on TV.

He naturally recognized it, and now he saw that Long Ze was so respectful to Ye Tianming. He was a fool and could guess Ye Tianming's identity. It was terrifying.

There was no longer any thought of lying, and all psychological defenses collapsed.

He hugged Ye Tianming's legs and kept kowtowing on the ground to beg for mercy, crying and saying:

"Brother, you really don't blame me! They forced me to talk back, and I couldn't help it."

Ye Tianming looked down at him coldly, "Who are they?"

Wu Jiang's body shook violently, his eyes showing great fear, "They, they are..."