Chapter 7

Thousand Baidu nightclub.

Liu Yuanwei is standing respectfully on the left side of his original desk, but his trembling right hand reveals that his heart is not calm at the moment.

The yellow hair behind him was as white as paper, and the eyes of the young man who looked at the accounts on the office chair were full of fear.

At the thought of the scene in the hospital ward, his stomach couldn't stop churning.

"Don't bear it, go."

Ye Mo looked at Huang Mao with a smile.

Huang Mao, if pardoned, rushed out of the office with his mouth covered. Before he ran to the bathroom, he said, "Wow!" He threw up at once.

White, red, purple, like a dyeing shop.

Huang Mao cried and vomited, and finally vomited blood in his eyes.

"Why don't you go too?"

Yemo pointed to the direction of the bathroom and asked with a smile.

"Mr. Ye, no... I don't need it."

Liu Yuanwei's face turned white.

Huang Mao's vomit also reminded him of the memorable scene before.

However, Liu Yuanwei was obviously a man. He pinched his fingers and stifled his vomit back.

Ye Mo nodded secretly. Unlike Huang Mao, Liu Yuanwei is a little bloody.

"Don't be afraid. The poison given to you before is not fatal. I've taken it out for you again. As for the later one, it's beneficial poison, but you have to be obedient, or it will become more powerful than the previous one."

Yemo said happily, just like a joke between friends.

But Liu Yuanwei's face was like gold paper.

At the thought of the scarlet slender worms that Yemo took out from his nose after he arrived at the hospital.

Liu Yuanwei felt his soul trembling.

Later, while he was weak, the young man poured a transparent bug with the thickness of his thumb into his mouth in front of him!!!

"Ye... Ye... President Ye! Don't worry! Yuanwei will never betray you!!!"

Liu Yuanwei said in a trembling voice.

"What is it, I've been very hard to raise my money, and your diabetes and stones have been cured, and your strength will be much greater than that of the ordinary people. You can't be afraid. If I hadn't found the right one, I'd have planted one for myself earlier."

Ye Mo waved his hand and motioned Liu Yuanwei not to worry.

"What are your industries?"

Yemo knocked on the table and asked.

"In addition to this Qiangoogle, there are also two bars and a KTV in East Street. As for the shops in East Street, they will also pay protection fees every month. After removing the expenses and offering, they will make a net profit of about 30W per month."

Liu Yuanwei stood straight and replied.

East Street was run by him. Liu Yuanwei is also very proud to have this scale.

Liu Yuanwei is much more confident when talking about business.

"When are you still learning underworld?"

Yemo frowned when he heard that protection took time.

"Mr. Ye! Don't get me wrong! We have a security company. It's not underworld. After collecting the money, we really send someone to see the venue. Other entertainment places on East Street also need this, otherwise there will be no way to solve the trouble. You can rest assured that they are licensed and serious businesses."

Seeing ye Mo frown, Liu Yuanwei was startled and hurried to explain.

"Well, who did the confession go to?"

Ye Mo looked through the accounts and found that the monthly payment was 60% of the total income!

"Some of them managed their relationships, and most of them were filial to the seventh master."

"Seventh master?"

"Yes, Mr. Ye. The seventh master's surname is Zou. He is the chief ladle handle in the underground of Dongjiang."

Liu Yuanwei replied respectfully.

"Well... Business as usual first, and then list the and hostile forces around East Street for me."

Yemo pondered for a moment.

The enemy is dark and I am clear. If you want to develop the force training team from East Street, you can only do it step by step.

Facing the giant Zhang family, there can be no mistakes.

"Yes! President Ye!"

Liu Yuanwei replied happily.

For many years, even if he was ambitious, he could not expand the East Street further, and the owner he suddenly added had such clever means and did not advance rashly.

I'm not sure It's really possible to unify Dongjiang East District!

Liu Yuanwei's dusty ambition began to agitate again.

"Didi!"

Yemer's phone rang.

"Yemer, where are you?"

On the other end of the phone was Lindsey's voice.

"I'm outside. What's up?"

"The second uncle has something for you. He wants you to go to the hospital."

"OK, I see."

Put down the phone. Despite some doubts, Yemo put on his clothes and prepared to go.

Declined Liu Yuanwei's wish to drive off, and ye Mo took a taxi to Dongjiang hospital.

Department of traditional Chinese medicine, Dongjiang hospital.

Lin Jiayuan is still attending a meeting.

The nurse took Ye Mo to Lin Jiayuan's office and left.

Ye Mo is idle and bored. He looks around at the furnishings of Lin Jiayuan's office. After reading them, his heart is full of contempt.

Lin Jiayuan's office is obviously carefully refitted. The things in the whole office may not add up to 2000 yuan.

However, ye Mo knows that Lin Jiayuan likes collecting antiques most. Although he has poor eyesight, he spends a lot on this way.

Many of the deficits in Linxi's accounts are taken by the people in the second room to buy antiques.

So for Lin Jiayuan, this simple and crude office is too deliberate.

No matter how simple and simple people are, they won't use these poor things as a facade.

He's a pig with a green onion in his nose.

Not long ago, the sound of desks and chairs colliding came from the upstairs conference room. A few minutes later, the Lin family pushed open the door of the office with a book.

"Second uncle."

Yemer stood up and greeted dryly.

"Hum... You're a loser. It's good luck."

Lin Jiayuan threw the book away, pretending to be a deep way.

"......"

Then there was a long silence. Ye Mo always ignored Lin Jiayuan and didn't answer Lin Jiayuan's fork at all.

Other people would have come forward and asked what was good, but Yemo seemed very calm and unmoved.

Lin Jiayuan felt that the veins on his forehead were trembling. Playing with this waste of time was a waste of time.

"Go to work in the traditional Chinese medicine department tomorrow. The old lady speaks. You'd better be careful. If you dare to cause trouble, go back to Linxi!"

Lin Jiayuan clapped the table and shouted.

"I..."

Ye Mo gets up and refuses, but Lin Jiayuan interrupts him before he finishes talking.

"I'm sorry! How much free food are you going to eat from the Lin family? I'll call Lin Xi directly. It's a waste to give you this waste. Get out! Come early tomorrow!"

Lin Jiayuan gets angry when he sees Ye Mo, pointing to Ye Mo's nose and scolding him.

Ye Mo doesn't make a sound. After Lin Jiayuan scolds, he stands up, pushes the door and goes out.

What does that mean, old lady.

Ye Mo thought as he walked.

There will never be any good intentions anyway.

Ye Mo sneered. The old lady of the Lin family is by no means a charitable person. She must have her tricks in this skill.

"Didi! Didi!"

Yemo picks up his cell phone again and finds that it's Linxi who calls. He can't help but be a little surprised.

Linxi has called him more these days than in the past month combined.

"Hey, it's me."

Yemer connects the phone.

"What can I do for you, second uncle?"

Linxi asked directly.

"Let me work in the Ministry of traditional Chinese medicine."

"Hum, it seems that their family is kind to rob me of my job."

"emmm"

Yemo didn't dare to answer.

"Come back early in the evening to cook!"

Linxi's crisp way on the other end of the phone.

"OK..."