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Ye Chen looked at these people who suddenly appeared, frowned, and looked at Song Yingji casually.

"Patriarch Song, is this the way your Song family treats guests? If this is the case, then there should be nothing to talk about between us today."

Ye Chen looked at Song Yingji leisurely, turned around and was about to leave.

"Mr. Ye calm down."

Song Yingji frowned, turned to look at the bodyguard who came over, and shouted angrily: "Who gave you the courage? Get out of here."

"Brother, Jing Sheng was beaten by this guy, and he is still lying in the hospital with his right hand disabled."

The middle-aged man looked at Song Yingji, and shouted angrily: "In this Kunzhou, there is still someone who dares to do something to my son? He must give me an explanation for this matter."

Hearing this, Song Yingji's face changed slightly, and a flash of anger flashed in his eyes.

Ye Chen had just come to Kunzhou for a day, and he beat two members of his Song family one after another?

Song Jingsheng is his own nephew, and his hand was crippled by the other party. If this matter is not dealt with, where will the Song family's face be put?

"Mr. Ye, do you want to give me an explanation?"

Song Yingji frowned, and his voice was a little low.

"Explanation? What explanation do I need to give you? I was eating at Tianxianglou, and he rushed in with people and disturbed my luncheon. He took the lead in attacking my people. I saved his life to save face for your Song family. Grandmaster, don't be humiliated."

As soon as Ye Chen finished speaking, a powerful aura mixed with killing intent erupted from his body, and rushed towards the crowd to suppress it.

In an instant, everyone felt as if they were being suppressed by a mountain, and they felt breathless.

"Mr. Ye has such a powerful aura."

The face of a middle-aged man beside Song Yingji changed slightly, he took a step forward abruptly, let out a low drink, his eyes were full of astonishment.

"Do you need Ye to explain to you now?"

Ye Chen slowly restrained his breath, looked at Song Yingji and the others, and said calmly.

Song Yingji's face was cloudy and uncertain, and with Ye Chen exuding his own aura, Song Yingji could only be sure at this time that Guo Yang might really have died at the hands of this young man.

Although he is not a martial arts expert, he is also proficient in some martial arts, and he can still distinguish one from the other.

"Patriarch, this person's strength is unfathomable and should not be underestimated."

The middle-aged man beside Song Yingji took a deep breath, moved his lips slightly, and whispered to Song Yingji.

Song Yingji squinted his eyes, and then a smile appeared on his face.

"Mr. Ye was joking. The younger generation of my Song family is too naughty. Mr. Ye has taught my Song family a bit. Song hasn't expressed his gratitude to you yet."

Song Yingji laughed loudly, without any anger at all.

This time, the Song family's goal is to acquire equity in the Xinghai Plaza project.

As long as you get the equity of the Xinghai project, it won't be too late to start with Ye Chen.

Now that the things have not been obtained, the grievances of some juniors are nothing.

"Big brother."

Song Jingsheng's father was a little anxious at this moment, and subconsciously looked at Song Yingji.

Song Yingji frowned, and glanced at Song Jingsheng's father, a chill flashed in his eyes.

Song Jingsheng's father gritted his teeth and knew that Song Yingji was angry.

Song Yingji, as the Patriarch of the Song family, said nothing in the family.

Now that he spoke, Song Jingsheng's father didn't dare to say anything.

"When you get out of the Song family, there will be plenty of opportunities to kill you." Song Jingsheng's father looked at Ye Chen's back, his eyes full of fear.

"Patriarch Song, you don't have to be polite."

Ye Chen waved his hand, and said casually, as if he didn't see the gloomy eyes of the Song family at all.

"Mr. Ye, Ms. Lin, don't stand at the door, pay your bills and come in."

Song Yingji chuckled, and reached out to gesture towards the villa.

"Patriarch Song, please." Lin Hongyue said with a smile, and then the two of them, accompanied by Song Yingji, walked into the villa.

At the same time Ye Chen and Lin Hongyue entered the villa, a man in a black suit ran over quickly and approached Song Yingji.

"Patriarch, several military vehicles have come outside the manor." The man in the suit whispered.

"A military vehicle? Does the surrounding garrison have any missions? Go and ask what's going on."

Song Yingji frowned, but didn't take it seriously, and gave a casual order.

"Yes, master."

The man in a black suit responded, turned and left in a hurry.

The living room of this villa is extremely spacious, covering hundreds of square meters, and the surrounding decoration is also extremely luxurious.

"Mr. Ye, Miss Lin, please sit down."

Song Yingji extended his hand in greeting, and sat down first.

Everyone in the Song family also took their seats.

"Mr. Ye, Ms. Lin, you should know why I invited you two here."

Song Yingji was not in the mood to be courteous with Ye Chen anymore, and said straight to the point.

"Patriarch Song wants to talk about the Xinghai Square project?" Ye Chen said casually.

"That's right, Mr. Ye, this Xinghai Square project is a key project in Kunzhou, and the leaders of Kunzhou have paid great attention to it. Originally, this project was jointly developed by Guo Yang and my Song family. Now Guo Yang has passed away unexpectedly. The project of Xinghai Square can only be handled by my Song family."

Song Yingji said in a deep voice: "Since Mr. Ye and Ms. Lin have acquired Guo Yang's property, they still need the two of you to transfer the equity of the Xinghai Plaza project to my Song family. The price is easy to say."

"I don't know what price Patriarch Song is going to offer? If it's one billion yuan, don't open your mouth again. The little girl is not someone who doesn't know anything. Everyone knows how much the Xinghai Square project is worth."

Lin Hongyue looked at Song Yingji with a smile.

"Miss Lin, you are from Kunzhou after all. If you want to develop this Xinghai Plaza, the process is extremely cumbersome. Without my Song family, you can't afford this Xinghai Plaza. You should be very clear about this."

When Song Yingji said this, his voice paused, and he said, "Well, my Song family sincerely wants the equity of this Xinghai Plaza project, one billion plus 20.00% of Xinghai Plaza's future share, how about it?"

"20.00% share?"

Hearing this, Lin Hongyue looked at Song Yingji with a playful face: "Patriarch Song, your calculation is too good, is this an empty-handed white wolf? If the equity of this Xinghai Square project is transferred to you, how much money will you have?" Can you get dividends from your Song family?"

"What does Miss Lin want?"

Song Yingji frowned, a little impatient.

"Well, I don't want more, three billion."

Lin Hongyue looked leisurely and said: "Guo Yang spent nearly 60.00 million yuan to get the [-]% equity. After so many years, the value of this land has also increased a lot. Now I give the Song family [-] million yuan. , already gave the Song family a big discount."

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the members of the Song family suddenly changed.

"Three billion? Lin Hongyue, are you crazy about money?"

Song Yiming sneered, jumped out first, and said with a look of disdain: "If you want to get money for my Song family, do you really think my Song family is made of mud?"