Chapter 17 - President Ye is on the Phone

　　If Ye Feng provoked someone else today, Fang Minghui would look at the face of the friendship between the two families, and he would naturally come back for him; but unfortunately, Ye Feng didn’t read the situation before going out, and there was Jiang Kezhou among the provoked people. If Ye Zheng know, don't think about Ye Feng's good days.

　　Ye Feng was arrogant, but he was not so courageous to make trouble in front of his two brothers. When his mother Song Jie led the five-year-old Ye Feng into the door, Ye Jun was about to get married and Ye Zheng was about to go to university. Facing this younger brother who fell from the sky, Ye Jun and Ye Zheng were a little bit cruel, Ye Feng would not have the opportunity to stand here today to challenge them.

　　Ye Jun’s temperament slowly faded after he married Sun Qingning. When he have not married, he acted coldly and arbitrarily, just like the true portrayal of his name; Ye Zheng looked calm and steady since he was a child, but his heart is quite deep, and his mother passing away early, the whole person is basically a capitalized result by the relatives. Neither of them is good, and it was really easy to deal with the little boy who have nothing.

　　When the two were discussing things in the study room that year, Ye Feng actually dozed off in the bookcase. He listened with trepidation as his name floated from the mouths of his two brothers, unsentimentally, as if he was just talking about where to put something that suddenly appeared.

　　His little fate walked around the edge of the cliff built by the two of them. Ye Jun originally wanted to send him abroad, and then accidentally cause an accident. Fortunately, Ye Zheng was merciful and persuaded Ye Jun to get married soon. It is unlucky to get involved in this kind of thing, and let him go as a virtue. At that time, Song Jie first entered the house and had an unsteady foothold. Fortunately, Ye Feng had grown to five years old at that time. They were little people, Ye Jun and Ye Zheng were pitying them and couldn't bear to be cruel. If he was still in his mother's womb, he might not be able to live until he landed.

　　This secret study left a deep psychological shadow on Ye Feng, which caused him to go around after seeing Ye Jun for a long time or Ye Zheng. Later, when he grew up and became sensible, he realized that those words were clearly meant to be told to him on purpose. Otherwise, with the caution of his eldest brother and second brother, how could he not be sure in advance that he must be excluded when talking about him?

　　So far, the three Ye brothers have reached a balance invisibly. Ye Jun’s position as the head of the group is unshakable, and Ye Zheng alone takes over the Xihua Group’s second-largest entertainment industry. The alliance between the two is indestructible. Ye Feng is outside the core, whether he is willing to be a young master who has no worries about food and clothing, or he is willing to use his fists in a new field, as long as he does not hit the idea of ​​Xihua Group, no one will stop him.

　　Ye Feng knows very well that his squandering of arrogant over the years, and even Fang Minghui's willingness to speak with him in a good voice, is all based on the face of his two brothers, and it is a reward and encouragement for him to keep himself safe and self-conscious over the years. At the moment he wants him to be soft with Jiang Kezhou, but in fact he still bows his head to his second brother.

　　"Do you want to understand?" Fang Minghui looked at him, "When you think about it, I will invite someone over, and you should be more sincere."

　　The second-year junior Ye Feng felt very embarrassed and said impatiently: "I know." Fang Minghui came with a smile. Next to Jiang Kezhou, he said: "Young Master Jiang, please come here."

　　Jiang Kezhou followed him to the lobby where no one was there. Ye Feng had already waited there, staring at him for two seconds, and then frowned. Scrubbing his neck and said gruffly: "I'm sorry. I was wrong just now."

　　Jiang Kezhou thought with his toes and knew who he was borrowing the face, and said dumbly: "Mr. Ye doesn't need to be like this. It’s just a misunderstanding.”

　　Fang Minghui put his arm on Ye Feng’s shoulder: “Hey, everyone is a family. What's the matter? Xiao Feng will treat you, Brother Jiang, for this matter today... "

　　"Well, well," Jiang Kezhou heard the "family", he waved, "My friends also a bit out of temper, they are just a bit offended, Mr. Ye do not mind it. "

　　Ye Feng opened his mouth and swallowed back what he wanted to say. After a while, he felt a little uncomfortable and said: "It's okay, I'll take someone away first." Fang Minghui and Jiang Kezhou looked at each other, knowing that this was his voluntarily retreat, Fang Minghui immediately laughed: "Good boy, I will come to play more often in the future. Next time Brother Fang will accompany you to drink."

　　Ye Feng drooped his head in response, and then slowly turned to Jiang Kezhou. Jiang Kezhou thought for a while, and stretched out his hand to him: "Thank you, thank you."

　　Ye Feng glanced at the slender and powerful right hand, and smiled dryly: "Cough, you're welcome. If we shake hands... I'm afraid someone became sour and stab me again."

　　Jiang Kezhou never expected to be stunned by this little bastard, and was stunned on the spot. Boss Fang, who was watching a good show next to him, immediately laughed and slapped Ye Feng on the shoulder pretendingly: "What nonsense!"

　　Hypocritical.

　　The dispute ended in Ye Feng's retreat. Except for Su Da guessing something inside, everyone else was at a loss, and Jiang Kezhou made up a few nonsense. Fang Minghui personally sent the group of people into the private room upstairs. After the arrangements were made, Jiang Kezhou came out to thank him and then took the opportunity to leave first.

　　He got into a taxi and called Su Da, explaining that he was too embarrassed to stay any longer, so he avoided speculation and questioning. This matter involves privacy, so Su Da didn't ask too much, so he had to pay attention to his safety.　　

　　In the cold night, the huge apartment was illuminated by lights. The empty loneliness is like a basin of cold water pouring on the head, suddenly falling to the world from countless excitement and laughter.

　　The room is too big, it always looks empty, and the decoration can't pretend to fill the spaces. Perhaps when the light is not turned on, the pale moonlight sees its true appearance: the air conditioner is blowing in the wind, the basin is full of autumn rain, the weeds are growing wildly on the marble floor, and the moss marks in the stainless steel cabinets are dark.

　　Looking around, they are all at a loss.

　　Jiang Kezhou sat empty-minded on the sofa for a while, shuffling to take a bath. His figure was reflected in the mirror, his face was still young, but his eyes were old.

　　Perhaps tonight’s classmates will let him see the missed "other people’s life", and clearly realize that the past years will never look back, even if he tries hard to chase in the future, one day he will stand in the same position, but he will not be able to copy it completely. The real and vivid state of mind during these years.

　　Jiang Kezhou left home at the age of fifteen and wanted to get rid of the imprint of that poor and run-down tube building on his body. After struggling in the crowd for ten years, he thought he had walked for so long and refused to stop. He had walked far enough. However, tonight, the lights were brilliant to illuminate the surroundings, but he suddenly found that he was still trapped at the bottom of the well.　　

　　The ringtone of the mobile phone broke the silent air and also salvaged Jiang Kezhou from the white mist.

　　Wrapped in a bathrobe, he got into the quilt, the towel was on the pillow, and he lay down without particular attention to his wet hair. Jiang Kezhou answered the phone after finishing all this. Then Ye Zheng's voice poured in with the warmth of the quilt.

　　"What are you doing?" The effect was almost immediate, and Jiang Kezhou's upper and lower eyelids began to have a tendency to close.

　　"Just lie down."

　　"You fell asleep so early? Didn't you have a classmate gathering?"

　　Jiang Kezhou rolled over and pulled the quilt to his chin, his head almost buried in the pillow: "Boss Fang called you to file a complaint, right?"

　　Ye Zheng's low laughter came from the other end: "You and Ye Feng are on the bar. Of course he has to say hello to me. I heard what Ye Feng did today, did he hurt you?"

　　"It's not me." Jiang Kezhou corrected his statement, "The one who was punched by him was the one who was on the bar with him."

　　He thought about it, and then explained in a low voice embarrassingly: "I actually stand very hard. Back then, who knew Boss Fang had such sharp eyes..."

　　"Fortunately, he saw me with you at that time," Ye Zheng sighed, "Otherwise you have to fight with Ye Feng that bastard. I asked you to be careful before I left. Don't be bullied by someone."

　　"What did Boss Fang tell you? It's not that serious. It's just a mouth war."

　　Ye Zheng: "You are not familiar with Ye Feng, he is lawless, and he is surrounded by some friends who dare make troubles. Maybe he will be eager to fight with you after a few words. Fang Minghui has always looked at him unpleasantly. I also know that he deliberately hid in Lan Ting."

　　Jiang Kezhou pouted: "Not necessarily, I think the two of them had a good understanding when they ran on me."

　　Ye Zheng smiled: "Are you suing me? "

　　Jiang Kezhou: "..."

　　"Okay, I'll pay it back for you next time." Ye Zheng closed after seeing it well: "You go to bed early. Cool down these two days. If you feel cold, add an extra quilt. Don't freeze, be obedient."

　　"Okay."

　　"Go to bed, good night, baby."

　　Jiang Kezhou hummed.

　　The other side did not hang up the phone for a long time, and the two of them were speechless for a while and had to be silent.

　　"Take care of your stomach," Jiang Kezhou closed his eyes in a long silence, and said in a low voice, "Drink less and eat on time. Good night."

　　On one side was the entangled ambiguity, on the other was a different cold.

　　Ye Feng's face at this time is definitely not good-looking, and his retreat tonight made him lose face with his friends. Han Xuyang and another little boy in the back seat were still chattering and complaining: "That Jiang, who is best at organizing gangs and turning black and white, Young Master Ye, you are too kind to be deceived by his double-sided white lotus."

　　"Yes, obviously we came first, so why should we give them the room? Just because he knows the boss? What is his background? He does not look like a wealthy young man by his clothes. He looks poor."

　　"Hey, he is just an ordinary office worker, how can he know a wealthy family? I think he is probably making up an identity so that the boss recognizes him as someone else. I see too much of this kind of pretence... Master Ye,what did you say?"

　　Ye Feng suddenly slammed on the brakes, and the sports car stopped abruptly. The two little boys were caught off guard and screamed.

　　Ye Feng said coldly: "Get down."

　　"You-young Master Ye..." Han Xuyang smiled and asked tremblingly, "Well, why are you angry..."

"Get down. Don't force me to say it a second time."

　　"Young Master Ye, in this cold day-- "

　　Ye Feng pushed the car door, strode to the back row, pulled Han Xuyang and the other little boy out by the collar, and got back into the car by himself, slamming the door.

　　Han Xuyang rushed forward and patted the car door anxiously: "Young Master Ye! Young Master Ye!"

　　"Get out of my way!"

　　Ye Feng yelled at him, stepped on the accelerator, and the engine hummed loudly. The sports car rushed out more than ten meters in the blink of an eye, leaving only two boys who refused to wear thick clothes for feared it would hide their beauty, shivering in the cold street wind.

　　It was almost early in the morning when Han Xuyang tossed back to the apartment.

　　He exhaled a stiff white breath and shivered out of the elevator. The house here is under the name of Xinghai boss Li Liufeng. Although older men can toss people, they don’t come to check the place every day, so Han Xuyang has a chance to sneak out and meet some young faces, just like the one caught tonight. Big fish.

　　However, the name of the third son of the Xihua Ye family sounded awe-inspiring, but he was an embroidered pillow that could not be used. Even the boss of a club in a district could make him faceless. Han Xuyang remembered that Ye Feng threw him on the road in the middle of the night, and angrily reached into his bag for the key. Just after taking a step forward, the toe of the shoe suddenly hit something in the door.

　　He looked intently, and there was a dark brown kraft paper envelope lying on the threshold.

　　There is no title or signature on the envelope, and the thin two-layer paper does not look like it contains money. Han Xuyang thought that 80% of the empty envelopes were accidentally dropped by a householder. He tore open the seal and a small silver-gray card fell into his palm.

　　He opened his eyes suddenly.