20 years of restarting life

Chapter 3628 Ye Qianru
Faced with such a huge pie, capitalists all over Europe were as excited as bloodthirsty, red-eyed wolves, eager to pounce on that huge piece of fat and tear off a big chunk to eat their fill. The Ye family's three branches were no exception.

Ye Pingshan's attempt was first thwarted by Ye Pingbai's side, who argued that Ye Pingshan's side had been occupying prime locations for decades and shouldn't be trying to take them now, because according to the previous agreement, the Polar Bear market belonged to Ye Pingbai and Ye Pinghe's two branches.

However, to Ye Pingbai's surprise, Ye Pinghe actually agreed to let Ye Pingshan's group share this big cake. Ye Pinghe's purpose in making this choice was that, facing the huge cake that was the polar bear, they couldn't compete with Ye Pingbai's group, so it was better to bring in Ye Pingshan's group, so that they wouldn't suffer the biggest loss.

Later, while Ye Pingshan and Ye Pingbai were locked in a fierce battle, Ye Pinghe's branch, using Ye Pingbai's branch's entry into the Chinese medicine market in the three countries of Ireland, Italy, and Germany as a pretext, went directly to Germany to open a Chinese medicine specialty store.

Because all three branches of the Ye family use the brand "Centennial Ye Family Traditional Chinese Medicine Shop", outsiders can't tell which medicine shop belongs to which one. In addition, the promotional activities are very attractive, and the business is booming.

This is also the origin of the life-and-death struggle between Ye Bai and Ye Jingtian. However, Ye Bai, who lived in a warm climate, could not defeat Ye Jingtian, who came from the extremely cold region. His first love was played, he castrated Ye Jingtian, and was eventually killed by Ye Jingtian in Xingcheng.

After Ye Pingbai's branch completely left the European market, the remaining two branches quickly filled the market vacuum. The specific method was very simple. Because in external legal documents, all the industries of "Centennial Ye's Chinese Medicine Workshop" in Europe were a whole. As long as the two branches agreed in private how to divide the pie, they could divide up all of Ye Pingbai's branch's industries in Europe.

Ye Pingshan is now over eighty years old and no longer cares about worldly affairs. His son, Ye Hefeng, is not yet sixty and is the vice president of the local Chinese Business Association. It was Ye Hefeng who suggested hosting the banquet for Zhao Chang'an.

When Zhao Chang'an and Yang Yixin returned to the hotel, Yang Yixin, who was full of excitement, hugged Zhao Chang'an without even taking a shower, and then they spent half an hour being intimate.

Seeing that it was getting late, the two took a shower in the bathroom. Zhao Chang'an's behavior today was completely different from last night. Last night, Mina took the initiative to squat down, but Zhao Chang'an respected her personality and pulled her up.

Yang Yixin didn't really want to squat down, but Zhao Chang'an forced her to do so.

After the two of them took a shower, another half hour passed. Yang Yixin had originally wanted to attend the banquet, but now she didn't have the energy to stand up.

Zhao Chang'an carried Yang Yixin to the bed, placed the snacks he had bought on the bedside table, poured her a glass of water, and then left the room.

After getting off the elevator and arriving at the hotel lobby, I saw Mina chatting and laughing with a very fashionable mixed-race woman on a sofa in the corner. Qiao Hang, who was going to attend a banquet that night, was sitting next to them, but he was obviously not interested in this and was reading the newspaper instead.

Mina had been watching the elevator closely. When she saw Zhao Chang'an appear, she smiled and said something to the woman who was facing away from her. The woman then turned her head to look at her.

She had long, flowing hair, black with a subtle natural golden hue. Her face was fair and somewhat slender, with distinct features such as her eyes, nose, eyebrows, and mouth, unlike the softer features of Chinese women. She had a tall, slender neck and wore a greyish-white bodycon dress. Her shoulders were a bit broad but flat, lacking the gentle curves of Chinese women's shoulders.

In short, her mixed-race heritage was immediately apparent, yet she possessed a unique beauty, especially in her bodycon dress, which accentuated her full, rounded breasts. However, this fullness wasn't an exaggerated visual impact; rather, it was a perfectly proportioned, rounded, and alluring shape. Mina stood up with a smile, and the other woman also stood up.

Qiao Hang, who was reading the newspaper, had no choice but to stand up when he saw the two women stand up, though he was still reading the newspaper.

Because he also knew that even if Zhao Chang'an came over, it would take two or three minutes or even longer to exchange pleasantries.

It was a little before 5 p.m. local time, and the hotel where the banquet was being held was only a ten-minute walk away.

Zhao Chang'an walked over, and as the woman stood up, he saw that she had a great figure and was about 1.75 meters tall. Of course, this height included the height of her shoes, because the sofa blocked part of the view, so he couldn't see the shoes she was wearing.

Her waist wasn't thin, but it was thinner than her waist and hips, creating a not-too-steep S-curve, which then tapered smoothly from her hips to her thighs.

If such a woman were a purely Chinese woman, her body would inevitably have a somewhat rigid physique, losing the gentle, graceful, and willow-like charm that is very important to Chinese women.

However, her mixed-race features give her slightly angular features and figure a unique and attractive beauty.

"Hello, Mr. Zhao."

The woman smiled before speaking and extended her hand to Zhao Chang'an, saying, "I am Ye Qianru. I have long admired your name."

Zhao Chang'an reached out and gently shook her hand before letting go, and said with a smile, "It must be a little strange to be dealing with people from China all of a sudden, right? Our country is also keeping up with the times now. We no longer greet each other with clasped hands and bows as we used to, saying 'I've heard so much about you.'"

Ye Qianru laughed at this, but there was a noticeable difference between this laugh and the one she had just given. Before, she had been a little nervous and reserved, but now she seemed much more relaxed.

"I've had this before, but those who come from China are either overseas students or older successful people. This is the first time I've hosted someone as young and successful as you, Mr. Zhao. Moreover, you're so handsome that at first glance I thought you were a domestic celebrity filming a movie. If I didn't know that, I might have come over to ask you for an autograph and a photo."

Ye Qianru looked at Zhao Chang'an. She was born in Western Europe. Although she had been taught Chinese by a private tutor hired by her family since childhood and had come into contact with many Chinese people, and the language of communication at home was mainly Chinese, she was a native of the country. In terms of psychology, personality and habits, she was very different from those in China.

She looked to be only in her early twenties, but she was actually a beautiful young woman. If it were a woman in China, no matter how much she complimented the other person on the first meeting, she would never say to a man of the same age whom she was meeting for the first time, "You are so handsome."