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Mr. Dong continued: "Brother Ye Feng, if you need to compensate, despite telling me, even if we lose all our belongings, we will say no."

"I don't care about that amount of money, but the company was robbed and the employees were frightened. Look at the compensation."

"What is the value of the jade ore that was robbed? We will compensate ten times."

The grandchildren of Dong Erbo and Dong Zhongzhi were silent, and no one dared to refute the decision of Grandpa Dong.

Ye Feng smiled lightly: "The jade that was robbed is said to be worth 50 million yuan."

Mr. Dong is very simple: "Second, you make a phone call to the third, and tomorrow will send 500 million to Ye, don't forget."

Dong Erbo agreed.

"Brother Ye, is the compensation satisfactory?"

"Satisfied, Grandpa Dong deserves to be an old river and lake, and he is decisive and refreshing in doing things. This is my brand name. It has my bank account on it. Thank you, Grandpa Dong, for 500 million yuan. Forcing others to marry your crippled grandson, your debts will be forgiven. I will keep you alive, and you will have to leave someone alive."

Mr. Dong looked cold and said to Dong Zhongzhi: "Is this the case?"

Dong Zhongzhi exuded cold sweat on his forehead, and felt the anger in the eyes of the old lady. He was afraid that he would be treated as a scapegoat by the old lady.

He quickly cleared up the relationship and pushed the responsibility to his son. Anyway, his son was already dead: "It's the filial son Dong Yu's suit. It has nothing to do with me. I am not disciplined."

The old man's big sleeve waved: "Then this debt will be forgiven."

"It must be free."

Ye Feng looked at and sneered secretly, Dong Zhongzhi was really cunning enough to throw the black pot to the dead Dong Yu, as well as Lao Libei, the upper beam was not correct, the lower beam was crooked, Dong Yuzhi died today, you Dong Zhongzhi cannot escape the relationship.

Lao Li looked trembling in the distance and didn't dare to intervene. He could only carry this black pot.

Ye Feng coldly said: "In the future, your Dong family will do good deeds and do good deeds. Do more good deeds, and you can't do that kind of meticulous things, otherwise, I will come again."

Mrs. Dong, with his red beard on his shoulders, vowed: "I assure you that our Dong family will be careful and prudent in the future, do good deeds, and do good deeds."

"Then I will rest assured."

"Brother Ye, do you want me to find someone to send you back?"

"No, the car is too slow."

Ye Feng blew a whistle, the dazzling golden light flashed over, a magnificent flying sword suspended under Ye Feng's feet.

Ye Feng turned into a meteor flying towards the sky, and disappeared in the sight of Grandpa Dong in the blink of an eye.

Looking at the faint sky of red light, Grandpa Dong breathed a sigh of relief. His back was long lost in cold sweat, and he seemed to be ten years old in an instant.

He sighed and said to Dong Erbo and Dong Zhongzhi's juniors: "This Ye Feng is terrible, there is still a flying sword that didn't shoot. Fortunately, I didn't use the strength of the whole family to fight him, otherwise my sin would be great."

Dong Erbo and Dong Zhongzhi looked at each other. Dong Zhongzhi's eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, full of hatred, but also very helpless.

If Grandpa Dong takes another strategy to let them fight hard with Ye Feng, I am afraid that the Dong family at this time will be covered with dead bodies and blood will flow into the river.

Dong Erbo handed the Panlong Order to Mrs. Dong: "Father, the seat of the head of the Dong family should be held by his father. We have no such talent."

Mr. Dong’s face was heavy: “Since I handed the Panlong Order to you, this is a big deal. How can I just pay it, and pay it back, you are now the head of the Dong family. Although you don’t have a third child, Promising, but it won't cause me trouble, and being a house owner requires a spirit of sacrifice."

"Thank you, Grandpa."

Ye Feng returned to the Champs Elysees, and the door of the presidential suite opened. Thinking that Jiang Yixue had already waited, Ye Feng rudely pushed the door open and stepped in.

But a scream came from the house.

Ye Feng was also stunned at the door, and the feet that stepped in were retracted again. What surprised Ye Feng was that it wasn't Jiang Yixue who opened the door, but a beautiful woman wrapped in a bath towel and looking beautiful.

The beautiful woman had a slim figure, her wet hair was draped over the snow-white incense shoulders, and her eyes were full of water, and she looked at Ye Feng with horror. She clutched the bath towel tightly in her hands and almost cried.

Ye Feng always felt that the girl was familiar, but she couldn't remember it for a while.

"who are you?"

Ye Feng asked with the other party.

Fearing to scare the other party, Ye Feng smiled and exited the room and politely apologized: "Sorry, I thought it was my friend who lived in this room and scared you. I'm sorry."

Seeing Ye Feng being so polite, the girl's look improved a lot. She seemed to remember something, and she ran to the door and asked, "Wait a minute, are you Ye Fengye's brother?"

Ye Feng had already planned to leave, listened to the beauty shouting her name, and quickly turned back, admiringly looking at the slender white tender legs under the beauty bathrobe.

"My name is Ye Feng, how do you know my name."

The girl's beautiful face glowed faintly, which made her freshly hydrated white and tender skin just after taking a bath, adding a touch of charming beauty.

She said a little shyly: "Sister Yixue told me, my name is Lu Ting, the daughter of Lu Dayou."

Ye Feng almost exclaimed: "Are you the daughter of Brother Lu? You are not..."

"Brother Ye, come in and sit down. I'll change clothes in the house."

Ye Feng sat down in the living room of the presidential suite and called Jiang Yixue: "My good wife, where are you?"

"Your affairs are done?"

"Yeah, I'm back."

Jiang Yixue's laughter came from the phone: "Haha, did you go directly to the presidential suite?"

"Yeah, where are you?"

"I'm in the room next door to the same room, remember to come to me."

Lu Ting changed to a pink sweater and light blue jeans, which were suitable for her white and tender skin, and her wet hair made her even more hibiscus.

Lu Ting brewed a cup of coffee for Ye Feng. The rich, milk-flavored coffee made people feel warm and refreshed on a cold winter night.

Lu Ting's laughter was very sweet: "Brother Ye, I only met my dad at night. Everything was so sudden. I still feel a bit like a dream."

Lu Ting's beauty is no less than that of any beauty Ye Feng knows. Look carefully. Lu Ting is a bit like Lu Dayou. They all have the same thick lips and the same nose.

Ye Feng took a sip of coffee: "Listening to your dad saying, twenty years ago, your mom took you away from him. How can you suddenly think of him for twenty years?"

"I just read the news to find out that my father had an accident. The news said that he was shot twice, he was unconscious and his mother was so scared that the glass fell. Although it has been twenty years, the mother still has him in his heart."

(End of this chapter)