Liu Mei's decisive style influenced Ye Huan.

Ye Huan immediately found Liu Zicheng and told him about Liu Mei's investment. Liu Zicheng was overjoyed, his eyes shining brightly, and he was eager to meet the legendary female Bodhisattva who saved the suffering. Judging from his posture, he was about to repay him with his body.

Ye Huan had no choice but to tell him that the division of labor in partnership should be clear, Liu Zicheng was responsible for saying thank you, and he was responsible for giving his promises...

In the next two days, Liu Zicheng asked a friend from Beijing to register a company with the Industrial and Commercial Bureau, apply for a license, and went to the Tax Bureau to get a tax registration certificate. The procedures were handled very quickly, and the rest was to find a relatively prosperous storefront and rent it for decoration.

Liu Mei is indeed a strong woman who is the only one who is talking about it. She quickly transferred 100 million of her funds to the company's books and asked a lawyer to write a share allocation contract.

Ye Huan and Liu Zicheng went to the bank together and transferred all their own deposits into the company's account.

In the bank's VIP room, Ye Huan was sad and wrote the only 70 million left on the cards on the transfer check. The bank manager smiled as bright as a chrysanthemum. He took Ye Huan's check and said with a smile: "Thank you Mr. Ye for opening the company account in our bank. We will definitely provide high-quality, fast and convenient services. I wish you a lot, Mr. Ye, you let go."

Ye Huan's face was so painful, she pursed her lips, and held the other end of the check tightly, and she would never let go even if she died.

The bank manager's smile was still the same, but it had become very reluctant. The two of them grabbed the end of the check and tried to compete carefully.

Liu Zicheng patted Ye Huan's shoulder awkwardly: "Brother, let go, we are starting a business, and we will have a lot of money in the future..."

The bank manager was sweating and gritted his teeth and agreed: "That's..."

Ye Huan said in a crying voice: "This is all my money!"

"I can't bear to leave my child and can't trap a wolf..."

"The child was thrown out, where is the wolf?"

"The wolf will come out, I promise there are a lot of olives,..."

Under Liu Zicheng's comfort, Ye Huan let go of his hand with tears in his eyes. He saw the bank manager wiping his sweat and taking the check into the counter to handle the transfer. Ye Huan suddenly felt that his heart was hollowed out. "Brother Liu, I still think it is more reliable to rob a bank, zero investment, high returns..." Ye Huan swept over the row of counters in the bank with his hands, pointing out the heroic spirit of the country.

The bank security guard behind him clasped the electric baton vigilantly...

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The old house of the Shen family.

Old Master Shen sat by the bamboo pond in a daze, watching the few carp that rose up from time to time on the shimmering water surface, and then fell into the water with a thud, as if showing their vigorous vitality.

The fish are so energetic, but the people on the shore are old.

Old Master Shen has long been beautiful, and his eyes, which were once as sharp as a knife, gradually became turbid and unsightly, like a lonely lamp that was about to burn out the oil of the lamp, desperately maintaining the last ray of light in his life.

Whenever he closed his eyes, he could always hear the familiar explosion in his mind, the smoke of gunfire and the inspiring charge on the battlefield. He held his gun and rushed to the front, and his angry flames ejected from the barrel. The comrades beside him kept falling down, and people kept making up for it. They were invincible. They won every battle. They used the guns in their hands to kill a whole country!

What is left of Chi Mu's hero besides the memories of the people?

Recalling the past, the glorious years are thick.

The life of a golden sword and an iron horse seems to be in the past life. Now, Old Master Shen is old, sitting by the pond like all ordinary old people, basking in the sun, who would believe that this hunchbacked old man was once a founding general who held troops and killed people like a numb?

The sound of footsteps from the pond was very light, and Old Master Shen still noticed that although he was old, he had a bright ear and a bright eye, neither deaf nor blind.

The third brother Chen Duyi walked to him and saw the old man opening his eyes. Chen Duyi smiled apologetically and said, "Dad, I'm disturbing you."

Old Master Shen opened his eyes and closed them again, hummed, and said, "You brothers are so busy that they don't see anyone all day long. How can you disturb me? It should be my honor."

Chen Duyi hurriedly said, "Dad, your words are so serious. No matter how busy we brothers are, as long as we are in the old house, we will come to pay our respects every day."

Old Master Shen said lightly: "You know people and face but not your heart. You are all respectful in front of me like rats, but who knows what abacus you have in your heart? I am about to be buried in the soil. I can carry the Shen family to such a glorious place. After I die, I have a clear conscience. But you, I don't know if you die in the future, will you meet me with a face?"

Although his voice was light, it was like a heavy drum hitting Shen Duyi hard, and Chen Duyi's face immediately turned pale.

"Dad, you are so frightened that you are afraid of your words. Please scold me." Although I was over fifty years old, Chen Duyi was still as respectful as a child in front of the old man.

The Shen family style is rigorous. No matter what era outside, the Shen family's children received ancient si school-style education. Several brothers have read poetry and books since childhood, and the word "filial piety" is the first priority in managing a family. The word "filial piety" has long been deeply rooted in the bone marrow of the Shen family's children and will never dare to forget it for life.

Mr. Shen still closed his eyes, and his withered face as bark as a bit of sneered, saying, "Three, don't think I'm old now. I'm just too lazy to care about your affairs, but you also have to know how to restrain yourself. You formed cliques with the fourth brother and made the family messy. Do you think I don't know? The Shen family has been passed down for a hundred years. Why should each generation establish a head of the family? Because one orders to be released, the rules will not be disordered. A country must have perfect laws to be called strong, and a family also needs strict family rules to be called prosperous."

Chen Duyi lowered his head slightly, listened to the old man's scolding honestly, and did not dare to show off. He had been through the storm of officialdom for a long time, but his forehead was sweating slightly.

Old Master Shen said slowly: "Your brother, honest and gentle, has insufficient business development, and has more than enough success. Don't think that this is a shortcoming. On the contrary, the Shen family now only needs to maintain success, and does not need to add huā on the cake. This is also the reason why I decided that the boss is the head of the family. You and the fourth brother have been unwilling to the boss since childhood and have to compete for everything. This is not a good thing. The Shen family is different from ordinary families. You are all in a prominent position now. If the Xiao Gun disaster occurs, it will hurt the national destiny. I hope you will take care of yourself. I don't oppose fighting, but you must keep the fighting within a certain range. It will be bad if you leave the circle. Third brother, do you understand what I mean?"

Chen Duyi sweated like a slurry and nodded alone.

After the pounding, Old Master Shen finally opened his eyes slightly and said, "Is the boss's child named Ye Huan?"

"yes."

"Hmph, the surname Ye, is this kid trying to fight me to the end? He was originally a child of my Shen family, so reluctant to change his surname? Where did Chen humiliate him? Does he still live in the old house?"

"I went to the city to have fun a few days ago."

"He did nothing but play?"

Chen Duyi looked at the old man's face and said carefully: "I heard that he was discussing with someone about opening a club in the capital, children's things." Old Master Shen looked at him with a smile and said, "You can't hide the movements of the boss's children."

Chen Duyi suddenly looked a little frightened and shut up and stopped talking.

"Forget it, why are I fighting with the child? I'm getting back to life as I grow older. Let's tell the boss that he wants him to arrange his life and I want to see Ye Huan." Old Master Shen said without doubt.

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Ye Huan and Monkey Zhang San sat in the hotel room, and the three of them looked depressed.

"Brothers, let me tell you a piece of unhappy news. I have no money and become a pauper again..." Ye Huan sighed.

After leaving the bank gate with Liu Zicheng, Ye Huan calculated his wealth and found that he had successfully returned to his original form from the rich son.

Zhang San curled his lips and said, "Brother Huan, your spending speed is too fast? How long has it been, and it will be gone for more than one billion yuan? At the speed of your money, Aunt Zhou earns ten more Tenglong Groups is not enough for you to ruin."

Ye Huan said angrily: "Did I lose that myself? His mother has made contributions to society. With so much money, I didn't even buy a small three-bedroom apartment. The only generous place is that I don't bargain with Lao Li, who sells fried dough sticks at the entrance of the alley. I am happy that the old man was raised the price the next day. The people said that the gangster named Ye did not bargain with him, which means that his fried dough sticks were sold at the entrance of the whole place. The price was low before. In the future, he liked to eat one piece and didn't eat it. He made the neighbors nearby angry. Every now and then, there were aunts and aunts holding slippers at the entrance of the alley, patting the paper man who wrote my name hard. I became a fucking rat crossing the street..."

"Brother Huan, how did you lose so much money?"

"It's very simple, there are two accounts in total. I spent more than 40 million yuan on the expansion of the welfare home. The daily expenses of Happy Fund were still paid by Zhou Mei from Tenglong Group. Otherwise, I would have become a tragedy now. Liu Zicheng also instigated me to open a si club. I just got 70 million yuan today and it was gone. I looked at the balance on the card, and there were only more than 1,000 yuan left, and I still had hundreds of yuan in cash on my body..."

"Is that guy Liu Zicheng reliable? I can't escape with the money, right?"

Ye Huan glared: "Dare! I will go to the Jiangnan Provincial Government compound to climb the high-voltage electric tower!"

Monkey and Zhang San looked at each other, and they were also worried. Monkey said, "What should I do now? Brother Huan, we discussed the cards you gave us and thought it was not appropriate to use her money, so we returned them to Aunt Zhou. Aunt Zhou was very moved at the time and praised us as good children who are poor and humble. Zhang San happily asked her for a little red huā, but Aunt Zhou didn't, so he sent him a bag of tea...

Ye Huan sighed: "In other words, our brothers have completely become paupers?"

"That's probably what it means."

Zhang San said: "Brother Huan, why don't you ask Aunt Zhou for money if you don't have money? She will definitely give you as much as you want as you want."

Ye Huan shook his head and said, "I just can't open this mouth, and I will never plan to open this mouth in my life, otherwise I will become a habit and I will become a second-generation ancestor."

The monkey calculated and said, "If we add up the money, it would be enough to buy four train tickets back to Ninghai, but we can only take ordinary hard seats and we can't afford to take the high-speed train."

"Others come home happily and return home in glory. Do you feel embarrassed when we go back so shamelessly?" Ye Huan said dissatisfied.

Monkey and Zhang San looked at Ye Huan without saying a word.

The three of them have formed a tacit understanding since childhood. No matter what happens, Ye Huan always makes a decision.

Ye Huan thought for a while, gritted his teeth and said, "Brother, the darkness is temporary, and the light is right in front of us. Now we are holding our energy to make a lot of money at the club, and we can't go back!"

"If we don't go back, we have to sleep on the street. We dig some food in the garbage dump every day, and then watch your high-end club rise up?" Ye Huan's eyes rolled a few times, and he immediately had a bad idea.

"Zhang San, let's go with me tonight. We will sell it with a few items, and at least we can hold on for a while."

“Where to go”

Ye Huanyin smiled and said, "Go to the Shen family! I lived in the Shen family a few days ago and I have stepped on it. It is the Centennial Family. There are many antiques in it. I will sell them to Panjiayuan for a few items. It is probably enough for us to eat and drink for a few months."

The monkey and Zhang San gasped.

"Brother Huanhuan, are you talking about the Shen family that you are talking about?" The monkey stuttered.

"Or what other Shen family is there?" Ye Huan looked impatient.

"Brother Huan," the monkey held it in for a long time and said a few words: "You are cruel enough."

Zhang San sighed to the sky: "Beast..."

"Stop talking nonsense. The Shen family doesn't like me. What's wrong with me taking a few of their items? I was chased by them and ran around the world when I was born. Who would I settle the account with?"

Zhang San asked a very different question: "Brother Huan, it's not difficult to steal things, how can we get in?"

Ye Huan laughed and said, "I swaggered in and took the things into the trunk of the car and then swaggered out."

Zhang San: “…………”

Ye Huan patted Zhang San's shoulder with a smile and said, "Don't worry, be brave enough to take it. How much can I take? I didn't think I was an outsider, don't think I was an outsider, just act as helping me move."

Monkey and Zhang San: “…………………………”

Why is Ye Huan called a bastard for more than ten years? There is always a reason why a bastard is called a bastard.

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At night, a Mercedes-Benz was quietly parked in front of the Shen family archway.

The Shen family is under heavy guard, and guards holding guns can be seen everywhere. Every time he comes here, Ye Huan always feels a depressing and dull aura that is difficult to relieve.

Getting off the car in front of the archway, Ye Huan led the trembling Zhang San and swaggeringly. The guards naturally knew Ye Huan long ago, and they still strictly checked the ID. They glanced at Zhang San vigilantly, and then let him pass.

It was already ten o'clock in the evening, and the old house was quiet and a little scary in the silence.

Ye Huan and Zhang San walked forward all the way to the Third Hall of the House, which was where the inner servants lived. Ye Huan had only been here once, but Ye Huan had already found out that the west wing of the Three Halls was the study of his grandfather who had never met before. The old man always liked to live in a shabby house in the bamboo forest and rarely came here.
To be continued...