The daughter-in-law's son-in-law

Chapter 1190 Spring is warm and flowers are blooming, Toyama discusses swords

The first thousand and 190 chapters three spring flowers bloom, Toyama on the sword

Facing Ye Zhendong's request, Chen Qingyan was silent for a long time, but after making a few phone calls, she agreed.

That afternoon, the Jinyuan clubhouse was transferred to Ye Fan's name.

The land, buildings, items, and the reputation accumulated over the past ten years all became Ye Fan's.

Looking at Chen Qingyan who moved away from his personal belongings, and at the empty general manager's office, Ye Fan looked at Ye Zhendong with a puzzled face.

"Uncle Dong, what kind of game are you playing?"

"This Jinyuan clubhouse is Chen Qingyan's painstaking effort. If you snatch it into my hands like this, she probably hates me even more."

"And Jin Zhilin is enough for me, what kind of club do I need?"

"This is their territory in the Forbidden City of Ye. If you say hello casually, the clubhouse will be deserted and become an empty shell."

Although the belt property attached to the Jinyuan Club is worth billions, Ye Fan is still not as comfortable as managing Jin Zhilin.

"Back then, I gave everything to Chen Qingyan, and I even used up the favor of the old Veteran."

"I want a Jinyuan club now, but I want to get back a part of me that I lost. You can take it for me with peace of mind."

"It doesn't matter whether Chen Qingyan and the others hate you, anyway, they will fight you to the death if you take the Jinyuan Club or not, so why not cut a piece of her flesh first."

"It's okay for them to suppress Ye Forbidden City. At most, the guests will not come, but the land and buildings are real money, and they can be sold for 20 billion at any time."

"If you can successfully control the Jinyuan Clubhouse and accept its connections over the past ten years, then the return will be five times and ten times."

"This Jinyuan clubhouse can be regarded as an information exchange place. Many foreign spies are active here. If you make good use of it, it will be invaluable."

Ye Zhendong didn't have many emotional ups and downs on his face. He wandered around the office with his hands behind his back, and kicked the wall from time to time to see if there were any traps inside.

"The clubhouse should also be named under Uncle Dong's name."

Ye Fan smiled helplessly: "If you give it to me, you won't get paid for nothing."

"I'm a widow. I can eat enough for myself and the whole family won't be hungry. When I get old, you will take care of me. What do I need this club for?"

Ye Zhendong came over and patted Ye Fan on the shoulder: "Besides, I'm also the person in charge of the [-]th Department. It's easy for people to gossip if I have an extra club just after taking office..."

He still didn't say a word, which was to make up for Ye Fan. If it wasn't for his lack of protection back then, how could Ye Fan have endured hardship outside for more than 20 years?
Ye Fan smiled helplessly: "Everyone knows the relationship between you and me, and you can gossip under my name."

Ye Zhendong said leisurely: "I can pretend to deny it, and there is no proof, so no one can do anything to me."

Ye Fan narrowed his eyes slightly.

He felt that Ye Zhendong had changed a bit, he was no longer a killing machine that could only perform tasks, and there was a touch of smoke and firework and a touch of scheming.

For a killing machine, once it has a thought, its lethality will skyrocket countless times.

Ye Fan didn't know whether it was good or bad, but he knew very well that Ye Zhendong sincerely cared for him, which was enough for Ye Fan to support him unconditionally.

"Uncle Dong, although this clubhouse is worth some money, are you really going to let Ye Jinfeng and the others go because of it?"

Ye Fan changed the subject: "These are our enemies and helpers of Ye Forbidden City. If they come out, I'm afraid they will continue to make trouble for us."

"If they can be locked up, I certainly hope to lock them up to death, but the pressure is too great to lock them up."

Ye Zhendong also did not hide from Ye Fan:
"These people who were born with a golden key in their mouths, if it wasn't for the death penalty that both humans and gods hate, they would be able to come out sooner or later."

"This month, at least 20 people of considerable size pleaded for them, and more than [-] people directly called my mobile phone."

"Even the four kings are trying to lure the sect master to force the palace!"

"Ye Feiyang and the others can't let them go."

"Of course, if I were the old me, I might be imprisoned forcefully regardless of the world."

"But for me now, I don't think it is necessary to fight to the end for a few little people."

"Besides, Ye Feiyang and the others will have to release them sooner or later. It is a good deal to release them in advance in exchange for the Jinyuan Club."

He hugged Ye Fan's shoulder again: "Uncle Dong is old, he is no longer the boy he used to be, his bones have softened."

Ye Zhendong also wanted to tell Ye Fan that it was his own plan to let Ye Feiyang and the others go, but he took it back.

He is no longer the boy he used to be, but he hopes that Ye Fan will not forget his original intention.

Ye Fan smiled wryly: "Uncle Dong was joking, he can bend and stretch, and he is also a real man."

"You don't have to worry about them coming out."

Ye Zhendong comforted Ye Fan again: "Even Luo Feihua and Chen Qingyan can't count on you, how can Yang Poju and the others hurt you?"

"And I will release Qi Qingmei."

"This scapegoat who was abandoned by the Young Talents and the Qi family is not only ice-snow smart, but also full of resentment."

"Her return will fill Baocheng with anxiety."

His smile became playful: "This chess piece, you can use it when necessary, it is also a knife with huge lethality."

Ye Fan nodded slightly: "Understood."

"Okay, I'm done talking, I should go back to work."

Ye Zhendong smiled: "If you don't let Ye Jinfeng and the others out, Chen Qingyan will block my yard."

"You can take care of the Jinyuan clubhouse by yourself."

"There is not enough manpower, you can ask Wei Hong to borrow some people from them, anyway, you are familiar with Qin Wuji and Wei Qinhu."

He reminded Ye Fan: "If it doesn't work anymore, transfer some people from Zhonghai, your base camp."

Ye Fan felt a headache: "Don't worry, Uncle Dong, I will make proper arrangements."

As the bare commander, Ye Fan didn't know how to control the overall situation.

He thought that it would be good if Song Hongyan was here, and he would definitely be able to arrange things properly and let himself be a hands-off shopkeeper.

"By the way, Jiuqian asked me to give you a sentence."

Ye Zhendong walked towards the door, halfway there, he suddenly remembered something, then turned his head to Ye Fan and said with a smile:
"He originally wanted to take you to participate in this year's Tianjiao Conference in Yangguo, and challenge the top ten young masters on the Yangguo Martial Arts Ranking."

"Yangguo knows that no one in the younger generation is your opponent, and he was worried that you would run over and start a massacre, so he postponed this year's competition indefinitely under the guise of the impact of the pandemic."

"That's why Nine Thousand Years wants me to tell you to let you wait a few more days, wait for the spring to bloom, and directly participate in the Fushan Lunjian in Yang Kingdom."

He smiled: "Yangguo refuses to give you a chance to slap the younger generation, and you will slap the entire Wumeng of Yangguo in the face."

Ye Fan smiled when he heard the words: "Okay, the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming, and Fushan will discuss swords."

After Ye Zhendong left, Ye Fan leaned on the boss's chair, rubbed his head and thought about how to take over the Jinyuan clubhouse.

Suddenly, he slapped his head and called Wei Hongchao:
"Young Master Wei, bring me little Aqiao..."

(End of this chapter)