I Don't Want To Be A Young Master

At 8 o'clock in the evening, Zhao Hongqian received a call on time. After Zhao Hongyang picked up the call, he carefully listened to the contents of the call and sat in his boss' chair in deep thought.    

Zhao Hongqian told him three pieces of information.    

One, out of all the companies that the Golden Dragon Group invested in, only one was a listed company, and its name was Changhe Electronics.    

Second, the backstage shareholder of the Golden Dragon Group is the Ye Family Investment Group's Guangcheng branch.    

Third, although the Ye Group's Guangcheng branch controlled the Golden Dragon Company, but the Ye Group was only a "proxy" holding, and the person who entrusted the authority to represent them was one person.    

This person was none other than Ye Feng.    

"What an amazing skill."    

Zhao Hongyang's eyes narrowed.    

Ye Feng hid his identity very well. If it wasn't for the fact that his second brother Zhao Hongqian had great authority in the Finance Department and was in charge of the listed companies, it would have been difficult to find such important information.    

On the phone just now, Zhao Hongqian told Zhao Hongyang that it was best not to provoke the people from the Ye Family.    

But before he hung up, he added, If you want to provoke someone, you have to leave no traces behind.    

"Ye Clan's Guangcheng branch..."    

Zhao Hongyang leaned back in his chair and chanted the name a few times. The corners of his mouth slowly curled up.    

He already had an idea of how to deal with Ye Feng.    

"… …"    

The next morning, Zhao Hongyang went to the Ye Group.    

The Guangcheng branch office was located in the most bustling part of Guangcheng and it was home to the most powerful companies in the entire Nanjiang Province. There was no lack of people from all over the country, or even the top 500 in the world.    

The Ye Clan's headquarters were in the capital and the current head was called Ye Yun. However, he had only been in power for three years, Zhao Hongyang knew that the real mastermind was Ye Shentu, Ye Yun's father.    

No one knew how much money Ye Zong actually had.    

Forbes, Hu Ran, and other people in the rankings all tried to count Ye Shen Tu's wealth. However, in the end, they all failed. This fellow's foundation is unfathomable.    

There were even rumors that he was the richest man in the world.    

Of course, this was just a guess.    

Zhao Hongyang was currently not paying attention to the Ye Shen Diagram, nor Ye Yun. The one he was concerned about was Ye Feng.    

He had never heard that Ye Shentu had two sons, but this Ye Feng, instead of staying in the capital properly, had come to Tianhai and disguised himself as a pig to eat the tiger. This meant that he was a "marginal person" of the Ye Family, and should not be taken seriously.    

Now that he had thought of this, the following matters were easy to deal with.    

The Ye Group's Guangcheng branch skyscraper, even in a bunch of skyscrapers, was still the most outstanding existence. Standing below and looking up, it was almost 200 meters tall, a total of 66 floors.    

After Zhao Hongyang entered, he went straight to the front desk.    

"Hello, I'm looking for your chairman, Ye Liangsong."    

"I'm sorry, sir." The front desk girl said politely, "I need an appointment to see Chairman Ye."    

Zhao Hongyang took out a name card and placed it on the stage, then said, "Call him, tell him who I am, and he will naturally meet me." I'm here to give him money. If I delay such a good thing, you won't be able to bear it. "    

When the female receptionist heard this, she didn't dare to hesitate and picked up the phone, dialing a number. Not to the chairman, but to the chairman's secretary.    

What a joke, there were too many people who wanted to see Ye Zongsong. If anyone had the right to make the front desk call him, then wouldn't his phone explode?    

The call connected.    

The front desk staff said, "Secretary Wu, someone wants to see the chairman. He is Zhao Hongyang, the boss of Hongyang Construction Materials."    

"Zhao Hongyang?" Secretary Wu said, "I'll consult with the Chairman and wait for my call."    

After hanging up, the female receptionist smiled at Zhao Hongyang and said, "Secretary Wu is currently asking the chairman for permission. Mister, please wait a moment, there's a rest area over there."    

"No need, I'll wait here." Zhao Hongyang said indifferently.    

While waiting, Zhao Hongyang sized up the girl at the front desk.    

It had to be said, she was really beautiful, even more beautiful than his dozen secretaries.    

Such a beautiful woman could only be a front desk in the Ye Group, and this was a branch. It seemed that the Ye Family was indeed as powerful as the rumors said.    

After about ten minutes, the front desk phone rang.    

"Send Mr. Zhao to the 63rd floor, library."    

"Yes, Secretary Wu."    

After putting down the phone, the receptionist smiled and said, "Mr. Zhao, the chairman is waiting for you in the library on the 63rd floor."    

"… …"    

The elevator of this building was extremely fast. No one knew what kind of advanced technology it was, but it was very stable and did not leave one the slightest bit dizzy.    

Looking at the numbers on the elevator door jumping up and down, Zhao Hongyang mentally spoke to himself, trying to think of what he should say when he saw Ye Liusong.    

"Ding." They arrived at the 63rd floor.    

The door opened, and the moment Zhao Hongyang walked out, he saw a very elegant and capable woman standing at the door.    

The woman smiled and nodded at Zhao Hongyang, "Hello Mister Zhao, please follow me." With that, she led the way for Zhao Hongyang.    

Staring at the woman's swaying back, Zhao Hongyang's lips were dry.    

What he saw along the way made him feel that this building was simply a beauty's nest. Compared to other people, his building materials company was way too weak.    

After taking two turns along the corridor, the woman stopped in front of a door. She slightly bent her waist and pointed inside while saying, "Mr. Zhao, please. The chairman is waiting for you inside."    

"Thank you." Zhao Hongyang thanked her and pushed the door open.    

As soon as he entered the house, Zhao Hongyang fell into a trance for a moment.    

This was the library, but it was much bigger than the average library. Inside were rows and rows of bookshelves, and with a rough look, there were at least several million books.    

At this moment, a man wearing gold-rimmed glasses was sitting on a large leather sofa, reading a large book. On the coffee table in front of him was a cup of tea and a few delicate snacks.    

The man raised his head and saw Zhao Hongyang. Without a word, he pointed to the sofa opposite him.    

Zhao Hongyang walked over and sat down, but the man still didn't speak and didn't look at him, instead he just lowered his head and continued to read.    

Zhao Hongyang noticed that what the man was reading was a book called "Surgical Cases." It was large and thick, like an enlarged Chinese dictionary.    

Odd, except for the doctor, what kind of person would be interested in such a book?    

Zhao Hongyang was very patient, the man did not speak, nor did he speak. When he got bored from waiting, he stood up and casually picked up a book from the bookshelf to read.    

It was a novel by Japanese writer Kawaguchi Kawaguchi.    

Just as Zhao Hongyang was about to look over there, the man across from him spoke.    

"Surgery is the same as business."    

Zhao Hongyang put down the novel in his hands and looked straight at Ye Zongsong, "Oh? What kind of logic was this? I would like to hear more about it. "    

Ye Zhu closed the book, smiled and said, "Acute observation, accurate analysis, steady operation, can often achieve unexpected results. The procedure for the operation is the same, but in the process, there are people who succeed, and people who fail. The reason is because when faced with blood, the person who succeeds is much calmer. "    

Zhao Hongyang raised his eyebrows, "Ignoring the bloodthirsty calmness, is indeed an essential quality for a surgeon."    

"No, it's something a capitalist must have." Ye Rui smiled and reached out his hand, "Hello, Boss Zhao. I've been waiting for you for a long time. "