Ye Haoyu moved his fingers away from the keyboard.

He suddenly had a brilliant idea!

He stood up.

He wants to test Ye Minggu!

When the little guy came to Ye Group.

Ye Minggu was commanding Ye Huanting's assistant in a very cocky manner.

"Yes, a little higher, left, right, and up!"

"Why is it so hard for you to put something there? Yes, right here."

A satisfied smile crossed Ye Minggu's lips.

He took out a cigarette from his pocket, took out a lighter, lit it with a "click" and put it to his lips.

Take a deep breath.

Smoke is curling up.

The office that was originally supposed to be used by Ye Huanting was made into a mess by Ye Minggu!

Ye Haoyu ran to the company.

I almost didn't recognize him.

There were sets of gilded ornaments, including landscapes, Bodhisattvas, and the God of Wealth, shining so brightly that they almost blinded Ye Haoyu's eyes.

Ye Minggu crossed his legs and exhaled smoke.

He narrowed his eyes, looking content and enjoying himself.

The young assistant was miserable.

"Ye Minggu!"

Ye Haoyu's face turned red with anger, and he walked up to Ye Minggu.

That cold little face, which was exactly the same as Ye Huanting's, was filled with anger.

"What are you doing? This is a company, not a bar!"

The little guy's anger value is full.

Ye Minggu's eyes lit up.

He clapped his hands and said in agreement.

"Yeah, why didn't I think of it?"

"If we decorate this place like a bar, we can have a nightclub right here at the office."

"Hey, thank you for the reminder, little brat."

Ye Haoyu was extremely angry.

"Ye Minggu, you're going to bankrupt the Ye Group. How will you face my daddy then?"

Ye Minggu exhaled a faint puff of smoke. He looked at the little carrot-head in front of him with amusement and chuckled.

"How can I not face your father? This Ye Group was originally mine."

Ye Minggu sneered and spoke in a sarcastic tone.

"I'm the CEO of Ye Corporation now. You little brat, be careful when you talk to me. You cut off my shares back then, so I'll cut off yours too and leave you broke."

"Don't think you're still the heir of the Ye family. Understand that the Ye family is my world now."

Ye Minggu showed off in various ways.

Ye Haoyu frowned.

"If Daddy knew how you treated the company and his hard work, he would definitely not support you!"

Ye Haoyu was furious, but Ye Minggu suddenly sneered.

"Don't be ridiculous, your dad won't do that."

"Oh, why?"

Ye Haoyu asked him.

"Why do you say that?"

Ye Minggu was panicked for a moment, and a trace of guilt flashed across his face.

He stuttered.

"Because your dad is sick, he is attracted by my ability."

Ye Haoyu smiled coldly and snorted.

"What are your abilities?"

"The ability to break shoes?"

Ye Haoyu sneered, turned around and left angrily.

But after he left, the aggressive little face suddenly became extremely calm.

The anger he showed just now was just a disguise.

Ye Haoyu's eyes were deep. It seemed that Ye Minggu must know something here!

Wait until the little one leaves.

The 'Ye Huanting' wearing half a mask appeared.

It turned out that Ye Zhentian, who was disguised as Ye Huanting, had been in the accompanying living room next door.

He heard clearly the quarrel between the little guy and Ye Minggu.

Ye Zhentian waved his hand and dismissed the unwilling assistant.

His face was full of mystery.

Ye Minggu was cautious in front of this man.

Ye Minggu was so frightened that he hurriedly threw away the cigarette butt in his hand.

The arrogant look he had just had disappeared completely, and his face turned stern, looking like a bootlicker.

"Look at what I just did..."

Ye Minggu's tone was extremely humble.

Ye Zhentian snorted coldly.

"You just did a great job."

The heavy stone in Ye Minggu's heart finally fell to the ground.

He raised his head and looked at the man eagerly.

"Then, is Jiang Xiyao about to give birth..."

"Can I see my child?"

But he was rejected with a sneer.

"Are you worthy enough to make conditions to me?"

Ye Minggu begged desperately, a thin layer of sweat appearing on his palms due to nervousness.

"Please, I'll do whatever you say and make sure the little ones won't find out."

"Please, I want to see the baby."

Ye Zhentian just stood there coldly, knocking casually on the table in front of Ye Minggu.

“Da-da-da-da-”

Ye Minggu stood up suddenly, his whole body tense.

The other party was silent.

The quieter it is, the more nervous one becomes.

Seeing that the other party did not move, Ye Minggu was confused about what the Yamaguchi-gumi leader was thinking for a moment, and even his breathing became tense.

Ye Zhentian extinguished the unsmoked cigarette butt that Ye Minggu had thrown away, and snapped his fingers.

He spoke in an extremely low voice.

"Okay, I'll agree to your request this time. As long as you transfer all of Ye's shares to me, I'll let you see your child."

Ye Minggu perked up instantly.

"Really? Thank you, thank you! Don't worry, I will complete this task at all costs!"

Ye Zhentian looked at Ye Minggu, who looked very grateful, but he sneered in his heart.

From the beginning to the end, he just treated Ye Minggu as a tool!

As for the child in Jiang Xiyao's belly, he has other uses for it!