Chapter 402

Ye Qing smiled bitterly and said, "Little girl, don't worry. When has your uncle ever made a mistake in grasping the right measure? As for you, I saw that you haven't broadcast in your live broadcast room for a long time. You finally have a job, you have to grasp it well."

"You are too young, uncle. Although I can make money by live broadcasting with my appearance, I don't want to be a father anymore. During this period, I am actually practicing music, chess, calligraphy and painting in seclusion. I will show my fans for a while to let them raise their expectations. When I start broadcasting again, I will definitely amaze the entire live broadcast industry. The day when the broken sword is recast, I will wait for my return as a king!"

Ye Qing smiled bitterly and said, "I'm afraid you have spent all this time practicing dirty talk."

Avril on the side also joked, "Your uncle is not here, you can't broadcast by yourself, right? You can't always think about hugging your uncle's thighs. Isn't your sister at home? Go hug her."

"Yes, you keep hugging my uncle's thighs, and my uncle's leg hair has been plucked out by you." Lin Yi also laughed.

Su Qingcheng: "..."

Why don't you believe my sincere look?

"No more, I'm leaving." Su Qingcheng wanted to cry but had no tears.

"No, where are you going..." Lin Yi wanted to chat with her sisters for a while longer.

"I'm concentrating on studying and can't help myself."

Su Qingcheng had a bitter face and hung up the phone directly. Seeing this, Ye Qing and the others were all in tears.

This Su Qingcheng is really a comedian forever.

Everyone was sighing, when Long Ling and Long Yin came back. They walked to Ye Qing and said:

"Master, that person has been dealt with."

"Brother Ye, the tail has been dealt with. There will be no trouble from China, but the Sanling Society will depend on the attitude of the East Country. But people have been sent to communicate."

Ye Qing nodded and said, "No need to go to the Sanling Society. I have my own plans."

Then, Ye Qing looked at the two and pointed to the seat next to him, "Stay in the villa for a while and have dinner together. We will go somewhere later."

Long Ling and the others did not ask much, and sat down and had lunch with Ye Qing and the others.

At this time, in the headquarters of the Sanling Consortium.

President San Lingxin was reviewing a stack of documents, shaking his head as he read them.

"My Great East Country has raised a bunch of rubbish. What kind of performance is this? It's getting worse year by year. If it continues like this, we will have negative returns!"

The president slapped the table, held his forehead, sighed, and said to himself: "Hey, it's still the Huaxia representative Sanling Yefu who is awesome. These years, we have relied on his performance to support the facade. I'll transfer him back after a while to help the headquarters reform."

Thinking about it, Sanling Xin took out his mobile phone and prepared to call Sanling Yefu, his trusted general.

At this time, an intelligence officer rushed in and shouted loudly:

"No, it's a big deal, President, Sanling Yefu, Sanling Yefu...dead!"

Sanling Xin was stunned and shouted: "What are you talking about? I talked to Sanling Yefu on the phone a few days ago!"

"No, President, it's absolutely true!" The intelligence officer waved his hand and said sincerely.

San Lingxin also knew that his subordinates would not report news without reason, so he grabbed the collar of the intelligence officer and shouted:

"Tell me, what's the situation? Tell me quickly!"

The intelligence officer took a breath and then told everything: "According to the video data sent back, San Ling Yefu wanted to bid for a horse jade head, claiming that it was a treasure of the clan, but refused to check that the horse jade head was indeed a treasure of China. It is possible that Yefu offended the Chinese because of this. One of the Chinese people, Ye, who was in his twenties, openly competed with Yefu for the ownership of the horse jade head."

"Finally, Ye bid 1.005 billion to buy the jade head. Lord Yefu was dissatisfied and stopped Ye. He provoked Yefu and said that Yefu should give him the jade head for free. As a result, the conflict between the two was completely intensified. Ye then insulted Lord Yefu. Lord Yefu sent someone to teach Ye a lesson, but was defeated by Yefu's men. After that, Ye ordered his two men to capture Lord Yefu and kill him in Hall No. 1 in revenge..."

Listening to such detailed information, the president could no longer doubt that this was fake news.

His trusted general, Sanling Yefu, was really gone.

"How ridiculous!"

The president slammed the table, stood up suddenly, and roared: "Is there still law? Isn't this taking human life lightly? Even if Sanling Yefu did something wrong, his language and behavior were a bit impolite, but he is not guilty of death, right? And they are not qualified to judge the people of my Sanling Society. If I can't seek justice for Sanling Yefu, then I am stillWhat's the point of having this president's identity?"

At this time, a group of senior executives also came. They all heard about Sanling Yefu's story, so they came to discuss countermeasures.

"I must make the murderer die! To comfort your spirit in heaven."

Many senior executives also nodded and denounced Ye.

"This man is so bold that he dares to make trouble for our Sanling Financial Group!"

"I think this matter is completely that man is ungrateful. Mr. Yefu kindly used 1 billion jade heads to give him an opportunity to join the senior management of our Sanling Financial Group. Isn't this reasonable? Isn't the threshold of our Sanling Financial Group worth 1 billion?"

"Yes, and even if you don't want to come, it's fine. You actually cursed people. This is not enough. You have to put Mr. Yefu to death after the matter is over. This shows the quality of the Chinese people..."

The president nodded with satisfaction, and this incident was just the right time to improve the internal unity.

"Okay, let's go to China now and settle accounts with the murderer!"

As he said this, the president packed up his things and prepared to leave the meeting room. At this time, a senior executive came over with a stack of photos and said:

"Come on, everyone, take the photo of the real murderer before you leave, and remember his face, so that he won't run away. This person seems to be powerful and has connections with the government. It's not easy to touch him. It's best for us to let the senior executives of the East Country intervene..."

Everyone took the photos and looked at them. Many senior executives said that no matter who he is, he must be buried with his brother!

At this time, the senior executive also sent the photo to the president, secretly hating: "President, take a look, it was this pretty boy who did it. He looks harmless on the surface, but his heart is very dark. "

The president nodded and took the photo to look at it.

Originally, he just wanted to casually remember the appearance, but the next second, his eyes were fixed on the portrait in the photo, and he didn't move away for several minutes.

Everyone noticed the president's abnormality and asked hurriedly: "President, what's wrong with you? What's wrong with this photo?"

"President, you have been looking at this person for several minutes. Do you know this person?"

But the president seemed not to hear it. Suddenly, the president suddenly fell down on the chair, with a trace of cold sweat on his head, and he looked frightened.