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

the other side.

Ye Zemao sat in the empty conference room and angrily threw the meeting materials in his hand on the table.

He glared angrily at the open door, gritted his teeth and roared: "These people are too arrogant. They dare to collude blatantly and force me to hand over the helm while my second brother is not around!"

As Ye Zehong's assistant, Shen Yang naturally followed Ye Zemao for the time being. Seeing that Ye Zemao had been forced to have no way out, he frowned and comforted: "Young Master Ye, please be patient, Xiaoye said it, didn't he? Let you delay for three days, and as long as you can survive three days, he will come back and take care of everything."

"In just one day, those people almost drove me crazy!" Ye Zemao covered his head frantically, beat his head several times, and said angrily: "Why am I so stupid, even if I have a second brother?" Even a smart person wouldn't have ended up like this. Those people forced me to let it go, and the stock investors even gathered downstairs to sit down and protest. My father's death was originally a sad thing, but those media people made a big deal out of it. The article not only made me worthless, but also caused Ye's stock to fall again and again. If it falls again tomorrow, I'm afraid those stock investors will rush upstairs with a knife and place it on my neck. "

Shen Yang understood very well how broken Ye Zemao's mood was at this time.

However, there was nothing he could do.

We can only hope that Ye Zehong can escape the danger soon and come back to take charge of the overall situation.

Otherwise, Mrs. Ye might really be robbed.

Ye Zemao clenched his jaw and stood in silence for a long time before calming down. He said apologetically to Shen Yang: "I'm sorry, I lost control of my mood for a moment. Don't be stressed. What you said is right. The most important thing now is to delay it." To help others, you must trust your second brother."

"Young Master Ye, you..."

"Other things should proceed as usual. We can't make any mistakes, let alone let those people take advantage of the loopholes, and we can't betray the trust of my second brother." Ye Zemao reached out and patted Shen Yang on the shoulder, then picked up his suit jacket and walked out of the meeting lonely room.

He specially changed into a nondescript mobility scooter costing RMB [-] and drove back to the Ye family's old house.

He was the only one left in the once bustling old house. Even the number of servants was reduced by more than half, and it was completely lifeless.

His heart suddenly hurt.

If Yang Lan hadn't been obsessed with money, and taken advantage of by those bad guys, this family wouldn't have become so deserted.

It was obvious that Yang Lan loved him so much, how could she let him go...

The more he thought about it, the more congested he became.

Dragging his tired body to the bar, he grabbed a bottle of spirits and drank one glass at a time.

The more wine you drink, the more profound the happy memories play in your mind.

At the end of the drink, he angrily threw the empty bottle in his hand to the ground.

The wine bottle immediately fell into pieces, and the pieces scattered all over the floor.

Upon seeing this, the servant hurriedly stepped forward to sweep away the debris, but did not dare to disturb Ye Zemao and retreated silently.

Ye Zemao took another bottle of wine and looked like he was going to get himself drunk.

However, just after two drinks, Qiao Waner appeared.

She hurried forward, snatched the wine glass from Ye Zemao's hand, and said distressedly: "Zemao, don't drink anymore. Being drunk can easily delay things!"

Ye Zemao swayed and looked at the person in front of him, muttering: "Wan'er, why are you here? Did my second brother bring Lu Yao back? Where are the others?"