Chapter 512: Father and Son Meet

The two girls looked at He Xiyan at the same time, with a faint and unpredictable smile in the corner of their eyes.

"Hello, Mrs. Ye!"

The two girls said almost in unison.

He Xiyan:......

He Xiyan was stunned and looked at the two girls with some surprise, wondering why they called her that.

"Hello..." Although she felt a little confused, He Xiyan still stretched out her hand and shook the two girls respectively.

"My name is He Xiyan." She took the initiative to introduce.

The two girls nodded.

The mixed-race girl said: "We know that the personnel have informed us in the group in advance. You are welcome to join our team." The girl said with a smile that looked very elegant and easy-going.

This was not He Xiyan's first time joining the workforce, but today she was extremely excited.

She sat down, turned on her computer, and started her day's work.

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At the same time, Ye Hao walked into his office. The office was very spacious, covering more than eighty square meters.

His face didn't look too good, and he looked a little haggard. I just took cold medicine yesterday. Although my symptoms are better, I am still a little tired.

Someone has already entered the office at this time. He is a man who once turned his hands into clouds and rain in the Night City shopping mall. He is also recognized as the most respected boss in the Night City business community.

"Dad...why are you here?" Ye Hao looked at his father who was sitting on the sofa and reading a pharmacology book. A trace of doubt flashed in his eyes. Because my father came to visit unexpectedly, I didn't even call him in advance.

Ye Zhiyuan patted the sofa beside him and motioned for his son to sit over.

Ye Hao frowned and hesitated for a moment, but still sat down.

"Dad..." He called Dad again, and at this time he could actually guess why he was here.

Ye Lao coughed twice. His face looked very bad, a little dark and purple, and even his brows no longer had the charm of the past, making him look even more sick.

More than a year ago, doctors announced that he had only three to five years to live. Now, just over a year later, his health has deteriorated again, and even now he seems to have no energy.

"Ahao..." Mr. Ye reached out and patted his son's sleeve, and said with some weakness: "Dad is here today to firstly understand the current operation of the company, and secondly because he wants to tell you about your brother."

Mr. Ye coughed twice more, and his voice was already much hoarse. He didn't know whether he was sick or was stimulated by something.

"Go ahead." Ye Hao patted his father on the back, feeling a little worried when he looked like this.

Mr. Ye paused for a while and said: "Your brother came to see me yesterday and lost his temper in Qinyuan. Dad knew that he blamed me for being partial and did not help him, nor did he leave him the shares and property he deserved. .”

Mr. Ye got straight to the point. He had already half-footed his way into the yellow soil. He really didn't want to have such a conflict at home.

"So, do you want me to give him the 300 million dollars he needs?" Ye Hao answered directly. From the moment he saw his father here, he knew that his father was here for such a thing.

Ye Lao pursed his lips tightly, and his eyes stained by time could no longer see the elegance and sharpness they once had, and there was only a sense of regret.

He looked at his son, and after a while nodded without hesitation.