Ye Qinghan had a very strong desire to win. No matter how much Ye Zhengong praised him, he felt that Ye Zhengong was just talking casually. Every time he saw Ye Zhengong praising Ye Mingjue's eyes, they were completely different from his own. When looking at him, it was serious and perfunctory, but when looking at Ye Mingjue, his eyes were full of pride, admiration, and even other... 。No matter how hard Ye Qinghan tried, Ye Zhengong would never look at himself with the same kind of eyes he looked at Ye Qinghan. 。From the very beginning, from the day he was born, he was destined to be Ye Mingjue's foil. He was a flamboyant and dazzling flower, while he was an inconspicuous green leaf. 。For so many years, he has climbed step by step to his current position through his own efforts. The difficulties along the way are imaginable. 。He got to where he is today through his own hard work, while Ye Mingjue effortlessly achieved everything. This makes him resentful. From a young age, Ye Zhengong gave Ye Mingjue all the best things. 。Although Ye Zhengong's actions towards Ye Mingjue were cruel during that time when he was young, it was also a helpless measure. The purpose was still for him 。And he, wanted to go but couldn't, for a long time accumulated jealousy and anger, slowly transformed Ye Qinghan into hatred, deep into his bones. 。This life, Ye Qinghan came to this world's purpose is estimated to just want to compete with Ye Mingjue. 。"If you really do that, when Night Uncle finds out, do you think you'll still be able to sit comfortably in the position of General Manager?" Fishermann said coldly. 。"Is that so? Then we'll just have to wait and see. And by the way, if you dare tell anyone about this, I will gladly send those pictures of yours around." 。"Ye Qinghan smiled, but his eyes were filled with killing intent." 。When Feynman heard Ye Qinghan's voice, his face turned pale. It was a photo again. Ye Qinghan had always held this trump card, what else could Feynman say? 。Don't worry, I won't tell anyone. 。“Feynman gritted his teeth and said," 。"That's good, but I will take good care of Ye Mingjue's company recently." 。"Yè qīng hán yì có xiǎo shǐ de shuō dào " 。 “Okay” 。Feynman said in a low voice: 。"Taking care of what" 。As soon as Feynman finished speaking, a deep voice echoed into both of their ears. Feynman and Ye Qinghan looked at the newcomer, their faces changing. 。"Dad, how did you get here?" Ye Qinghan walked to Ye Zhengong's face, but her eyes glanced at the secretary behind Ye Zhengong. 。"The general manager, the chairman wants to see you." 。The secretary said tremblingly, 。"Understood, go now." 。“Ye Qinghan said in a cold, deep voice,” 。 "Yes, " 。"The secretary said respectfully," 。"Uncle Ye, how did you come here? Didn't the doctor say you should take good care of yourself?" Fisherman walked to Ye Zhengrong's side and asked. 。Night was quiet and cold, with only Feynman and two others supporting Ye Zhengrong sitting on the sofa in the office. 。"I came over today of course because there was something important, I saw the news on the news today, Ajue's company had an incident, I'm very worried, how could Ajue do this, he's a good child, it's impossible " 。“Ye Zheng Hong said in a deep voice, " 。"Dad, but the news reports are like this. We can't question the news, can we?" 。"Ye Qinghan said in a low, cold voice. " 。"Poverty, ah" 。"Ye Zhenghong shouted" 。"Dad" 。"Go, you should find Ajue and see if he needs help. No matter what, we have to get him through this difficult time first." 。"Ye Zhengrong said in a low voice..." 。Ye Qinghan's face changed, his hands clenched tightly together. Feismann saw this and hurriedly walked to Ye Zhengong's face. 。"Uncle Ye, you can rest assured about this matter. It will be handled properly." 。"Feynman said with a smile," 。"Well! That's good! Also, be sure to resolve this matter, or I'll really have to question your position as CEO!" 。"The night was serious and solemn, said Ye Zheng. " 。"I understand, Dad. I will definitely take good care of my elder brother." 。。"Well! I came over today just to tell you about this, so I'll go back now. " 。Ye Zhenghong finished speaking and stood up. 。

Originally, Feynman wanted to send Ye Zhengrong back, but Ye Zhengrong stopped him.

。Just after Ye Zhengong had just left, Ye Qinghan directly kicked the tea table beside him to pieces, his face full of anger that was frightening to behold. 。"What should we do now?" Feynman asked in a low voice. 。"What else can I do? Didn't you hear what the old man just said? If he can't handle this matter with Night Mingjue, he starts questioning my position as CEO." 。"Night Qing Han said coldly, 。"Then your plan seems to be unfeasible." 。Feynman said helplessly, 。“Humph! Isn't this exactly what you want?” 。"Ye Qinghan said coldly, " 。"It's okay, then you go find him. I still have things to attend to." 。Feynman finished speaking, then turned and left with his bag. 。Ye Qinghan stood there, thinking about something, his eyes turned extremely cold, and a strange smile curled up at the corner of his mouth. 。It was night. 。This day, passed amid everyone's busy activities. 。The Xuanmei Group 。Night Mingjue, who had originally promised An Xiaonuan to go back on time at five o'clock after work, only just now walked out of the company gate. 。"Grandpa, it's already eight o'clock. Grandma must be waiting anxiously. I'll drive there now." 。“Night fell silent,” 。"Hmm!" Ye Mingjue nodded. 。Today, dealing with things actually made him forget the time. Ye Mingjue looked at his watch, thinking of the little one at home, a wry smile appeared on his face. Ye Mingjue took a step forward. 。The pitch-black night, like an endless expanse of ink, was heavily painted across the horizon. Not even a glimmer of starlight could be seen. 。The streets were like a calm river, winding through the thick shade of trees. Only the rustling leaves, swayed by the wind and rain, seemed to recall the bustle and activity of the day. 。A mirror-like moon hung in the sky, casting its silvery glow upon the earth. 。Ye Mingjue walked along the side of the road. At this time, there weren't many people left, after all, the weather was still a bit cold. 。Ring Ring 。 Ring ring 。Ye Mingjue took out his phone and looked at the caller ID, a faint smile curling up on his lips. He didn't need to think to know who was calling. 。"Hey! Baby, I'm on my way home now" 。"Ye Ming spoke softly, " 。"Hmph! You actually know to come back now, it's eight o'clock, you were supposed to be off work at five!" 。"An Xiaonuan said in a warm and cozy voice" 。Okay, I was wrong. 。"Ye Mingjue said dotingly" 。

As soon as Ye Mingjue finished speaking, a car stopped not far in front of him. The headlights flickered on and off, illuminating the night brightly. Ye Mingjue looked at the suddenly stopped car and raised his guard, his body radiating a cold killing intent. An Xiaonuan on the phone sensed something was wrong and immediately became worried. >>>。

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