Chapter 2898
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Ye Hao looked at Ye Wenzheng and said, "Master Yemen, why have you told me so much"
"Let me solve the big problem of Jason Lee"
Ye Wenzheng shook his head and said, "No, I'm just saying hello. I hope you can help me send my wife and daughter back to Daxia in case something happens."
obviously, Ye Wenzheng has his own solution.
he called Ye Hao to say so much, on the one hand, he felt that Ye Hao was qualified to know. 33 Fiction Network
on the other hand, it is ready to support orphans.
"Don't worry, Mrs. Tang and Ye Qingmei will be fine."
"or it should be said that there will be absolutely nothing wrong with the Dong family, Cui family, and home related to me in the two cities of Hong Kong."
"if Jason Lee only wants revenge after the return of the king, then I don't care."
"but if he is going to change the weather between the two cities of Hong Kong and gambling, he wants them to exist in name only on the territory of the Great Summer."
"then this is the end of his name as the god of war."
Ye Hao looks indifferent. Anyone who dares to think about Daxia must be prepared to die.
Ye Wenzheng took a deep look at Ye Hao, then suddenly smiled and said, "besides, I asked you to come here to tell you something else."
"once Li Jiesun is successfully solved this time, the boy Ye Jiutian won't have a chance to take office."
"I think you can consider being my door-to-door son-in-law and marry Qingmei."
"it's up to you to gamble in Yemen in Hong Kong in the future."
Ye Hao drew slightly from the corner of his eye, and his eyes fell into the light of Tang Lanruo's smiling eyes, and he immediately felt speechless.
he understood what it means for a mother-in-law to look at her son-in-law, and the more she sees it, the more satisfied she becomes.
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half an hour later, Ye Hao fled. If he didn't leave, Tang Lanruo was ready to use his birthday to calculate the wedding date.
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Ye Qingmei personally drove Ye Hao back to the city.
there were only two people on the bus. It was quiet. Ye Hao looked silently at the black sea ahead and frowned slightly.
although he has always known that the road to the rise of Daxia will not be smooth, it is just unexpected that even some ethnic Chinese do not want the rise of Daxia.
but if you think about it, Ye Hao thinks he can understand what these people are thinking.
these so-called ethnic Chinese, in the 1970s and 1980s, paid a huge price to cross the ocean and settled in the Western camp.
in their eyes, the summer should be weak, it should be a backwater.
but they did not expect that Daxia had developed into a world power in just a few decades.
even ordinary people can enjoy the so-called rich life they got in return for forgetting their ancestors and betraying their country for glory.
the affluence and well-off of the Daxia people make the hearts of these people who forget their ancestors full of resentment and unwillingness.
and their inner reluctance and resentment have also made them willing to become the bridgehead of the Western camp.
it can be said that people like them can't look at the summer better than the real foreigners.
Jason Li, Li Lington, and the Chinese descent of the Knights Templar are all representatives and outstanding among these people.
if this time, really let these people's plot succeed, so that the return of Hong Kong and gambling cities exist in name only, then it will definitely affect the prosperity and stability of Daxia.
Ye Hao took a deep breath and thought that he really had to find an excuse to meddle in this matter.
otherwise, let Ye Wenzheng, the old fox, do not feel at ease about the result.
"Ye Hao, my father was just joking. Don't take it personally."is move is too strong!only Huang Puqian's face was calm. Although she was worried about Ye Hao's safety, she knew very well that people like Ye Hao would not pretend.and the feminine man has a ferocio...