After we broke up, a big boss in the Beijing circle kidnapped me to get my certificate.

The person who is surrounded by everyone in the C position is named Ye Qingtian. He is the cousin of Ye Zehong and Ye Zemao, and the youngest among the collateral uncles.

I just turned 39 a few days ago.

Unmarried and without children.

Graduated from Stanford Business School and is a very famous economist on Wall Street.

Ye Qingtian walked up to Ye Zehong and Ye Zemao. Instead of kneeling down to mourn, he sneered triumphantly and said: "Ye Group has been dominated by your family for too long. Now that Brother Ye has passed away, you should also hand it over." For the position of power, let everyone in the Ye family participate in the election, and those who are capable will be qualified. Instead of continuing to have a feudal hereditary system."

"Yes, that's right, the Ye family must reform!"

"If the Ye Group continues to let you monopolize power, sooner or later it will fall from the altar of the first family. Now we must conduct fair elections again to elect the most capable people who are qualified to hold the position of power!"

"Yes, if we don't reform again, we will never compromise!"

"..."

Ye Zemao suddenly panicked when he heard these people's aggressive words.

Sure enough, just as Ye Zehong said, people from the side clan took this opportunity to make a fuss.

He looked at Ye Zehong uneasily, but saw that Ye Zehong had no expression on his face and was kneeling on the pillow indifferently, as if he regarded the shouting person as air.

Ye Zemao gritted his teeth and angrily yelled at the people around him: "Uncles, don't you think it's too much to say this now? My father just passed away not long ago, and his body is still cold, yet you are so anxious to take it away from our family. Is it a position of power? Isn’t it a little too difficult to be a minister? Is it necessary to be so impatient? "

Ye Qingtian did not expect that Ye Zemao, who was always as gentle as jade, would glare at them with such fierce eyes, and was stunned for a moment.

The nephew standing next to him replied angrily: "We have been waiting for decades, and we are not in a hurry at all!"

"You are not welcome here, get out of here!" Ye Zemao was so angry that he viciously drove all the collateral relatives who wanted to make trouble out of the mourning hall.

There were media reporters outside the venue, but Ye Qingtian and others did not dare to continue causing trouble.

Anyway, the goal has been achieved, so I left naturally.

Lu Yao watched the group of people leaving, leaned into Ye Zehong's ear, and whispered: "Did you notice that those people have been staring at me and you since they came in? Their eyes were very scary, a bit like A hunter will look at you as if he has seen his prey."

Ye Zehong naturally observed this detail.

This was one of the reasons why he chose to remain silent.

At this time, a woman walked in holding a seven or eight-year-old girl. The woman led the girl to bow three times to Ye Yingtang's portrait, and then said to Ye Zehong and Lu Yao: "My condolences."

Lu Yao and Ye Zehong responded politely.

Suddenly, the marble in the girl's hand fell to the ground, making a very harsh falling sound. The marble finally stopped on the pillow in front of Lu Yao.

Lu Yao instinctively picked up the marbles. When she raised her head to hand the marbles to the girl, she saw that the girl's face turned into a terrifying hungry wolf, which really frightened her.

Just as she was about to grab Ye Zehong's hand, in the blink of an eye, the girl's face returned to normal.

She rubbed her eyes, suspecting that she was hallucinating because she had knelt for too long.

The girl stretched out her hand towards her, her meaning already very obvious.

Lu Yao placed the marble in the girl's palm and said: "Children, be careful when playing with marbles. If you drop them on the ground next time, you may not be so lucky to find them back." (End of Chapter)