Jianbao Gold Finger

Chapter 242 Young Master Ye San

The visitor is about fifty years old, dressed in a straight Chinese tunic suit and shiny leather shoes, walked straight to the drunkard and patted his son on the shoulder affectionately.

"It's them, and one of them is disabled. I think they are pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, pretending to be weak and sympathetic. Maybe they are also pretending to be disabled. See if I don't lift his wheelchair!"

Seeing his father arrived, the drunkard rushed to the young man in the wheelchair as if he had a backer, and at the moment when his hand was about to lift the wheelchair, the equation bullied himself up and swept him up. The person pushed out hard, only to see the drunkard fell to the ground fiercely, and did not get up for a long time.

The drunkard’s father saw that his son was overturned to the ground, and his anger came from his heart. His son was reluctant to touch him. Someone dared to beat his son so arrogantly, so he strode forward and shouted.

"I'm Yuan Tian, ​​deputy director of the Beijing Public Security Bureau, and I'll be honest with you. I see who dares to move!"

With that said, Deputy Chief Yuan winked at the little policemen he had brought. The little policemen hurriedly stood beside the young man in the equation and the wheelchair, preparing them to start grasping whenever they moved.

"Deputy Director Yuan, we...it seems to have been a long time since we saw you!"

The young man in the wheelchair turned the wheelchair gently, slowly came to the front of Deputy Director Yuan, and greeted him softly!

At first, the Deputy Director Yuan thought it was some innocent kid who was getting close to him, so he arrogantly left his eyes to look at the young man in the wheelchair, but when he saw the young man's appearance, his face suddenly He became paper-white and bloodless. From the perspective of the equation, if he pushes slightly at this moment, he can instantly fall to the ground and never get up again.

"Ye... Ye... Young Master Ye San, you... why are you here..."

The dignified deputy director of the Beijing Public Security Bureau, a well-versed public security officer, is so stuttered at this moment that he can't even say a complete sentence. This makes the equation look curiously at the young man in the wheelchair.

"Young Master Ye San?"

He said the name silently in his heart,

"I just want to blackmail your son's scammer. Isn't Deputy Director Yuan going to arrest me?"

Ye San’s tone was flat and without emotion at all. He could not tell whether he was angry or happy at the moment.

"Ye... Ye Sanshao joked. I didn't know that the child was disturbing you, Ye Sanshao. I will apologize to Ye Sanshao for him. Please forgive the kid for this time! "

Deputy Director Yuan bowed his knees and flattered, but his prodigal son did not understand his painstaking efforts.

"Dad, what are you doing? You pleaded with a disabled person...Hahaha, you are trying to laugh at me! You arrest him, Dad!"

He drank a lot, but he just fell a bit, and the alcoholic's brain became more and more difficult to use. He walked to his father and pointed to Young Master Ye San’s nose and said,

"I'm telling you, now you are over. My father is here. He is the chief of public security. If he says arrest you, he will arrest you, 90 million? Go to the cell and dream about it! Don't say it is fake, you What can you do if it’s really 90 million? If I don’t pay or I don’t pay, what can you do to me?"

The drunkard became more and more aggressive and unscrupulous. Deputy Director Yuan saw that if his son continued to talk, he would have to say that he had gone into the soil, and he couldn't take care of that much. He went up with a fan. It hit his face so hard that his hands hurt!

The drunkard was slapped by his father's slap.

"You hit me? You hit me. You haven't hit me since you were a kid. You hit me because you were crippled..."

"What are you talking nonsense, this is Ye Sanshao, the third young master of the Ye family, Ye family..."

Deputy Director Yuan emphasized the "Ye Family" three times, and the drunkard came to his senses. He stared blankly at his father talking to the young man in the wheelchair. Realizing that the person in front of him is someone he can't afford to offend, so he wilted all of a sudden, no longer the arrogance he had just now.

"I'm really sorry, the kid is young, ignorant, can't tell right from wrong, and doesn't know the third young master you! If he knows you are the third young master of the Ye family, he wouldn't dare to talk to you like that even if he gave him a hundred courage. what!"

Deputy Director Yuan’s words made Ye Sanshao chuckle. It was really a chuckle, just passing by gently.

"As far as I know, the former deputy director's son is already thirty or two this year, and he is three years older than me. He said he is young and naive, so I should let him? Yuan Deputy Bureau, what... .. How did you say it?"

The tone of Ye Sanshao’s last sentence increased slightly, but it was this slightly increased tone that shocked Vice-Ju Yuan Yuan in a cold sweat. No one in the capital knew that the third youth of the Ye family, who was originally a sunny and cheerful young man, was because of this. Paralyzed by a traffic accident, Sun's character has gradually become gloomy and elusive, and he is in a high position, so everyone around him must speculate. If it is not going well, the people around him I have to pick up layers of skin. Today my stupid son offends him so thoroughly, I am afraid it is difficult to save him!

"Deputy Director Yuan, your son broke other people's antiques, you should always pay the price!"

The focus of the equation is always on this regrettable boy chanting pot,

"Well, how much money, I will pay, I will pay!"

Deputy Director Yuan looked at the equation gratefully, probably to thank him for reminding himself to compensate Ye Sanshao for the broken porcelain.

"Nine million!"

Ye Sanshao said lightly,

"How many?"

Deputy Director Yuan's chin was almost taken off, 90 million, what kind of object was broken by his prodigal son!But no matter what it is, whether it’s true or not, Ye Sanshao wants him to pay, and he has to pay it. Deputy Bureau Yuan, with tears in his eyes, calculated his home’s property, store, cash and stocks in Beijing. Wait, the calculations are enough, so he said to Ye Sanshao with a trembling voice.

"Three young masters, if you can pay, you can pay, but it takes some time to prepare the money. Look at this time...can you relax a little!"

"Can you really pay?"

Ye Sanshao's eyes twitched, and he looked at Deputy Bureau Yuan from the corner of his eye.

"Can be compensated, can be compensated, guaranteed!"

Deputy Yuan’s head nodded like a little chicken eating rice.

"Okay! No more preparation!"

Ye Sanshao drove the wheelchair and drove towards the equation,

"En? Young Master Ye San, you mean...I don't need to prepare any money?"

Deputy Bureau Yuan suddenly felt that he wanted a big pie on his head. Ye Sanshao wasn't as difficult as the legendary one, he was still very good at communicating!

"Well, no need to prepare, because...the people from the Disciplinary Inspection Commission will talk to you tomorrow, and your money...they will take it for me!"

Ye Sanshao’s words exploded like a thunderstorm in the clear sky above Deputy Yuan Yuan’s head, and he almost didn’t stop. One staggered support on the wall next to him, and even the equation was made by Ye Sanshao’s reversal. For a moment, co-authoring these three young masters gave Vice Yuan Yuan a set. Now that he enters the set, Ye Sanshao's anger has almost disappeared. What is 70 million, 90 million, Ye San originally Shao doesn't care at all, as long as the anger is gone, money...nothing!

"No, Master Ye, listen to me, Master Ye..."

Deputy Bureau Yuan rushed to chase him, grabbing Young Master Ye San’s arm and yelling. The person in his fifties was crawling on the ground, it was hard to tell whether his face was sweat or tears.

"If you say one more thing, I will send someone to check if there is any problem with your unsatisfied son. It is best to send him in for ten or eight years, so that I can be completely angry. The solution!"

Ye Sanshao's words caused Deputy Bureau Yuan to sit on the ground completely decadent, and there was no more sound!

Equation looked back at Wan Anming with a little horror. Wan Anming signaled to him that they should go. This Young Master Ye San was too terrifying. Equation nodded in agreement, but when he was about to lift his leg and leave, he heard Ye behind him. San Shao spoke politely,

"Thank you for just helping me! My name is Ye Lei, what about you? What is your name?"

Young Master Ye San is not as cold as he was just now, but has become an elegant and polite bookish personality. The equation shivered all over, and the speed of his face change was really fast.

"My name is the equation! Young Master Ye San is polite, but it's a simple effort!"

The equation replied very officially, he was afraid that he would offend the Asura God before him if he said something wrong.

"Mr. Fang knows who I am, so he also called me Young Master Ye San?"

Young Master Ye San raised his eyebrows and asked, Ji Ji was surprised and hurriedly explained.

"Uh...no, I just saw that Deputy Yuan called you Young Master Ye San, thinking that calling you this way would make you look more respectful, so I called it that way!"

After listening to the equation, Young Master Ye San smiled like an ordinary young man. He just opened his eyes and looked at the equation carefully, but didn't speak, staring at the equation and his head was cold. !

Finally, when seeing the equation's expression getting more and more serious, Young Master Ye San retracted his cold gaze and slowly opened his mouth.

"Okay. Everyone says that Ye San has a weird temper and fickle temper. I admit it, but I can tell if it is good or bad, whether it is a grievance or a virtue! Equation, thank you for today's affairs, I just Let's go first, let's...bye bye!"

Young Master Ye San smiled and drove the wheelchair, turned his head and left, the equation couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He looked back and smiled with Wan Anming and walked to his private room!