Hearing what I said, people could not help but be stunned, and then looked at me in the eyes full of bad.

"Are you too ungrateful?" A voice of discontent came over. I looked back and saw that it was Ye Fusheng who had a fierce friction with me a few days ago.

"Where do you see that I don't appreciate it?" I looked at Ye Fusheng and asked.

"Grandfather told you to go, you should go. What do you mean by standing here?" Ye Fusheng glanced at me and said again.

"But why did your grandfather tell me to go and I have to go? That's your grandfather, not my grandfather. " I said with a curl of my mouth.

"You..." Ye Fusheng can't help but get angry. Where does he want me to be so arrogant in the old house of another branch of the Ye family?

"Floating life." Ye Huasheng calls Ye Fusheng and signals his son not to be impulsive.

Although Ye Fusheng wanted to argue with me, he thought that he would suffer a lot in doing so. Then he gave up his mind and just glared at me, but he didn't go on any more.

Ye Huaxing put his eyes on me and said to me, "Zhang Cheng, this is your fault. Although your father is not your grandfather, is he an elder? It's not right for you

"Not appropriate?" I took a look at Ye.

"In fact, I think so, but I can really hear what the old man said, so I don't need to continue to do such useless work? Besides, I'm not your relative. Can I expect the old man to praise me? "

"But it's impolite of you to do so."

"I understand." I nodded.

"But my politeness is generally used for people I think are useful. As for other people..."

"What do you mean?" Ye bustling angry way, even other Ye family's face is not very good-looking.

"Literally, is it hard to understand what I said?" I shrugged.

"You It's presumptuous! Do you have your share in this Ye Huasheng fiercely patted the armrest of his chair. When he was angry, ye Huasheng seemed to be a bit of a superior.

"Bustling, Zhang Xiaoyou is my guest, how can you yell at the guests like this?" Ye Shiwen looked at his son and said.

Ye bustling can't help but be stunned. I'm the one who doesn't give the old man face. How can the old man blame himself in the end?

"Father, this boy, he..."

"All right." Ye Shiwen waves and interrupts his words.

"Just sit down and I'll talk to him."

Ye Huaxing is a little unconvinced. In the past years, there has never been such an arrogant person as me.

But the old man's words, ye bustling naturally dare not listen, can only glance at me, and then sat in his seat no longer speak.

Ye Shiwen put his eyes on me again, looked at me and said with a smile, "why, do you think I'm not suitable for you to be polite, old man?"

"I don't mean that." I shook my head.

"What you just said has such a meaning in it." Ye Shiwen said again.

"That's the old man. You worry too much." I replied.

"After all, I haven't seen you before. I don't know how you are. How can I know if I can use my politeness properly without making a good judgment?"

After listening to my words, ye Shiwen burst out laughing, which made other people look at each other. When I say this, shouldn't he be angry?

I don't pay attention to the old man at all.

"Not bad, at least in this respect, I'm satisfied." Ye Shiwen said with a smile.

"Oh? In what way? " I looked at Ye Shiwen suspiciously.

"Of course, it's in the respect of being neither humble nor overbearing." Ye Shiwen said.

"I've met many young people before, all of them are afraid of their hands and feet in front of me. In fact, such politeness is in place, but it will give people the impression of being too cautious. Old man, I'm a human being and not a devil. Seeing me behave like this, I naturally don't like young people like that. You're different. You're different from them. I can tell from your performance just now. That's why I think you're very good. "

Hearing Ye Shiwen's words, I can't help but get a black line. This old man's idea is really wonderful. Others' attitude is obviously to respect him. As a result, the old man is not happy. If those young people who have met Ye Shiwen know it, they may be able to spit blood?

"If it's a compliment, sir, I'll take it." I said again.

Then ye Shiwen burst out laughing again and said, "yes, I think you are more and more interesting as a young man."I smile at Ye Shiwen, but I wonder what the old man wants to express. Why can't I understand?

"Zhang Cheng, if you don't mind, can we talk about it alone?" Ye Shiwen looked at me and asked.

Alone?

I was puzzled again, and I couldn't understand what the old guy was up to.

"What? Don't you want to? " Ye Shiwen looked at me and asked.

"Of course not, but what do you want to talk about, old man?" I raised my own questions.

"Of course it's what you're interested in, and it's what I'm interested in." Ye Shiwen said, the old man is still playing tricks.

"I'm interested in many things. I don't know what you're talking about, sir?" I asked again. To tell you the truth, I really dare not get along with this old man alone. Who knows what he will come up with?

After all, Mr. Ye Shiwen is so old that he has eaten more salt than I have ever eaten. In terms of tricks, I can't play with these old monsters.

What if the old man wants to fool me?

"Don't be nervous. What can I do to you?" Ye Shiwen seemed to see the worry in my heart and said with a smile again.

"Don't worry. You are absolutely interested in what I'm talking about. I won't cheat anyone, old man. Are you still afraid that you will lose money?"

"Of course not." I thought about it, and then I laughed at the old man.

"But shall we talk about it here?"

"It's not appropriate to talk about it alone." Ye Shiwen stood up from his chair.

"You come to my study By the way, Qingcheng will follow you. Do you mind, Miss Qin? "

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