Chapter 437 Rich Country
As the saying goes, if you have no desire, you will be strong. Ye Tian has no place to go to the Song family. He needs to consider Song Zhijian's mood. If you don't like it, you can turn around and leave.
However, Song Zhijian and his son can't do it. They came to Ye Tian this time. They originally wanted to talk about their uncle and nephew with Ye Tian, and by the way, they mentioned that matter.
But who knew that Ye Tian didn't answer the words at all, directly blocked them with words, and almost sent them to the police station.
If this was a different place to change, Song Zhijian would have been furious for a long time, but the situation was strong. For the tens of billions of wealth in the hands of his eldest sister, Song Zhijian also had to bow his head.
"Marakai, watch them and don't let them into the yard!"
Ye Tian glanced at Song Zhijian's father and son coldly. His eyes were like thieves. Even if Song Zhijian's city mansion was deep, he was so angry that the blue veins on his forehead were exposed and almost burst away.
Regardless of whether he was angry or not, Ye Tian turned around and walked into the yard, while Malakai and others guarded the door of the yard and conscientiously fulfilled Ye Tian's orders.
Seeing Ye Tian walking into the yard, Ye Dongmei, who was washing clothes, came over. She took her nephew's hand and said angrily, "Ye Tian, you came back yesterday. Why didn't you come over?"
Feeling the coldness on my sister-in-law's hands, Ye Tian said dissatisfiedly, "Auntie, it's so cold, why do you still wash clothes with your hands? Can't you buy a washing machine?
"Just two clothes, it's not worth using the washing machine. My sister-in-law just rubs them with her hands."
Ye Dongmei shook her head with a smile. Seeing that Ye Tian was still carrying a big plastic box in his left hand, she couldn't help asking strangely, "What is this holding?" The color is very beautiful.
The snow clam oil Ye Tian got from Meng Shizi is the top one. The color is golden yellow. Even if there is a layer of plastic outside, it looks very comfortable.
"Suntie, this thing is called snow clam oil. I'll take some old ginseng and stew it with snow pear later, which is good for you and your aunt's health!"
Ye Tian explained to his sister-in-law how to take snow clam oil, and then went to the kitchen. As for the price of this thing comparable to gold, he didn't say anything, otherwise the aunt who was used to saving would definitely be reluctant to eat it.
"Ye Tian, you're here. Is Xiaotian doing well?" Zhou's mother, who was making breakfast in the kitchen, saw Ye Tian coming in and quickly stood up.
"Good, Xiaotian is very sensible. Help me a lot!"
Ye Tian saw that the scars on Zhou's mother's eyes had been removed. It seemed that the operation was very successful. He smiled and said, "Sister Zhou, are you used to living here? How are your eyes? You don't have tears and pain anymore, do you?
Zhou's mother, Ye Dongmei and others are all sisters, but Zhou Xiaotian is Ye Tian's apprentice, and Zhou's mother insists on letting Ye Tian call her elder sister, which is a mess.
"No, no, it's good. Thank you, Ye Tian. You can sit and have breakfast right away. Let's have dinner together!"
Zhou's mother never hides her gratitude to Ye Tian. Since her eyes have recovered, she has also become the busiest person in the old house. The Ye Dongmei sisters have advised her several times not to listen.
However, compared with the previous life, Zhou's mother is undoubtedly like living in heaven. Her son is sensible and capable. In addition, she usually has a few old sisters chatting with her, but she is much more comfortable.
"Okay, you should also pay more attention to your health. In fact, just ask a housekeeper to do it."
Ye Tian respects people. He does not look at his wealth, but his conduct. Zhou's mother painstakingly pulled Zhou Xiaotian up, which deserves Ye Tian's respect.
After helping Zhou's mother put out the porridge and brought it to the restaurant, the old lady also came in with steamed buns and deep-fried dough sticks to see Ye Tian coming. She immediately laughed and scolded, "Sty boy, do you still know how to go home? I'm out for so long that I don't even make a phone call!"
"Hey hey, auntie, I went out to find some good things. A large box of snow clam oil has been put in the refrigerator." Ye Tian hugged the old lady with a smile. He enjoyed the feeling of home.
"Snow clam oil? That's a good thing. It's just to nourish the little sister and Erqin. You have a conscience!"
When the Ye family had not yet fallen, it was also a big family in the capital. Zhou's mother was a knowledgeable person. When she was young, she also took snow clam oil, and the price at that time was already amazingly expensive.
The old lady suddenly remembered what happened when she entered the door just now and asked Ye Tian, "That's right, Ye Tian, what are those people doing outside? There are also a few foreigners who don't look like good people!"
"Auntie, it's okay. Don't pay attention to them. Your street director lives here. Who dares to come to the door to make trouble?"
Ye Tian laughed and changed the topic. He knew that among the Ye family, his aunt had the deepest grievances about the Song family. He didn't want to provoke the old lady.
Ye Tian intended to dry Song Zhijian and his son, so he ate very slowly at this meal. Seeing that it was almost nine o'clock in the morning, he slowly came out of the courtyard with a toothpick in his mouth.
"Oh, I said, I'm really sorry. I just ate something. How many of you haven't eaten yet?"
Ye Tian's appearance of burping with a toothpick in his mouth was really annoying. Song Liangdong had never suffered such a loss. At the moment, he was about to speak, but he was stopped by Song Zhijian.
"It's okay. It doesn't matter if you eat or not."
Song Zhijian was also very tolerant. He actually waited outside for nearly an hour. He also turned a blind eye to Ye Tian and said, "Ye Tian, find a place to sit down. I really have something to talk to you about!"
"Well, there is a teahouse near the park next to it. Let's go there!" Ye Tian also praised Song Zhijian's cultivation skills in his heart. Those who can achieve great things are really not easy people.
You know, Song Zhijian is Ye Tian's uncle after all. The elders are so servile to wait for a junior. This kind of endurance is beyond the reach of ordinary people.
"Lao Ma, you guys stay away." Ye Tian walked in front, looked back at Maracay and others, and gave him a nickname.
"Yes, Mr. Ye.
Malakai warned several bodyguards of Song Zhijian with his eyes, hanging far behind Ye Tian and others. He knew Ye Tian's amazing combat effectiveness and was not afraid of any accidents.
The teahouse where Ye Tian brought Song Zhijian is a bit like the kind of tea shop in the early years of the capital. There are many old men and old ladies who drink tea and have breakfast in the morning, and there are also people singing Peking Opera with their voices, which is very lively.
Song Zhijian is nothing, but Song Liangdong's face obviously showed dissatisfaction. He has lived a rich life since he was a child and went to high-end hotels. Where did he come to such a place to eat and drink tea?
Ye Tian didn't seem to see Song Liangdong frowning. He smiled and said, "The place is simple. Don't care about it."
"It's okay. It's the same with the teahouse in Xiang/Hong Kong." Song Zhijian raised his eyebrows and said, "Ye Tian, can you find a quieter room? I'm afraid you have to shout here."
"Won, there is also a private room here." Ye Tian nodded and took the two of them to the second floor. He entered the room and put the curtain, and his ears suddenly became much clearer.
"Boss Song, your time is expensive. There is no need to say more about those unnutritious words. If you have anything, just say it directly."
Ye Tian asked someone to have a pot of melon slice tea, but I don't know if he forgot that the two people in front of him hadn't had breakfast yet, and he didn't order any snacks.
"Well, Ye Tian, then I'll say it directly."
Song Zhijian had learned the means of this cheap nephew, and he didn't talk nonsense at the moment. He said directly, "Ye Tian, whether you admit it or not, your mother Song Weilan is my sister. It doesn't matter if you don't recognize my uncle, but the Song family recognizes you..."
"Wait a minute."
Ye Tian raised his hand and interrupted Song Zhijian's words and said, "I don't understand. I was born to be raised by a father, and I never knew that I still had a mother, so as soon as my uncle said it, don't mention it, otherwise I think you are taking advantage of me!"
"This...this..."
Song Zhijian was a little panicked when he was blocked by Ye Tian. When he met a person like Ye Tian who played cards unreasonablely, he suddenly messed up all his words.
"Well, I won't talk about that."
Song Zhijian took a sip of tea, but his stomach became more and more hungry. He didn't want to go around with Ye Tian anymore. He said bluntly, "Here's the thing. My sister has a fortune and wants to inherit it from you, but these assets have a lot to do with the Song family. It's not my sister You have a lot, so I don't object to you inheriting these assets, but I hope you can sign an agreement to become the owner of this wealth, but not participate in the management of the assets. What do you think?
"I said, how did you find me? How dare you make a lot of money again?" After hearing Song Zhijian's words, Ye Tian's eyes showed a trace of sarcasm.
Ye Tian has always wondered that he has never had any contact with the Song family. Why did this cheap uncle come to him? It's clear now that it's for the money in my mother's hand!
Ye Tian shook his head, "These rich children always use money to measure everything in the world. Only money can make this tycoon who dominates Hong Kong Island bow his head to himself, right?"
"Ye Tian, do you know how much this asset is worth?"
Seeing Ye Tian's silence, Song Zhijian quickly said, "The total value of the wealth you want to inherit is more than 30 billion US dollars. The annual dividend alone is enough for you to spend a few lifetimes!"
"Stens of billions of dollars? Lao Tang's wealth is only 10 billion Hong Kong dollars, grandma, as long as the buddy nod his head, he can be extremely rich immediately?
Ye Tian was stunned when he heard the words. He knew that his mother's business was very big, but he didn't expect it to reach tens of billions of dollars. It was unrealistic to say that such a huge wealth had no impact on him.
However, seeing Song Zhijian's confident appearance, Ye Tian took a deep breath and calmed down in an instant.