The housekeeper of the Ye family came up with a tray, on which there were three packages wrapped in red paper containing silver coins, each package containing fifty. This also shows how much Ye Zuwen dotes on this daughter. At present, the Ye family is also in a difficult situation, but these one hundred and fifty Mexican eagle dollars, Ye Zuwen didn't even frown and took them out to thank the benefactor in front of him. This move was sincere, if Ye Ziyun really had an accident, Ye Zuwen, who treated her as a treasure, might collapse completely in the midst of internal and external troubles. So compared to his beloved daughter, this little money is nothing, alas, poor parents' hearts.

  Yeh Tzu-wen, being naturally curious, had already sneaked out of the study and was leaning against the corner of the 2nd floor, stealthily poking out half of her little head, with her bright and alert eyes peeking at everything happening in the living room. When her father asked Butler Chung to take out three bundles of silver dollars, she secretly said to Wang Chen-yu sitting on the sofa: "Big scoundrel, accept this money, and Miss will owe you nothing."

  But what happened next almost made Ye Zhiwen's jaw drop.

  Wang Zhenyu did not take the silver dollar from the steward, but instead waved his hand with great elegance and said: "Mr. Ye is too polite, seeing injustice and taking action is what our generation should do. We three have taken your kindness to heart, this money Zhang can't accept at all, please take it back."

  Ye Zhiwen's eyes narrowed into a line. This person is really strange, how can he have such an ancient style, and the difference between his front and back is too big!

  Ye Zuwen was surprised and had a few more good impressions of the young man Wang Zhenyu, he signaled to Butler Zhong Shu to put the money on the tea table, and did not continue this topic, but rather casually chatted with Wang Zhenyu about other things.

  Ye Zuwen said: "How old is Zhang this year? Which family is he from?"

  Wang Zhenyu said: "Twenty-one, Hunan people."

  Ye Zuwen said: "I don't know where Zhang is looking for a job?"

  Wang Zhenyu said: "Hehe, following Uncle to eat and drink, what's this? Coming to the concession just to see if there's any business to do?"

  Ye Zuwen: "Doing business? Hehe, this Ye is quite experienced in the trade. I wonder what line of work Brother Zhang wants to do? Let's see if I can be of any help?"

  This is a bit too deep, Wang Zhenyu hesitated for a moment, forget it, he didn't have any acquaintances in this concession, and wandering around like this would eventually lead to trouble, so he might as well tell the truth to Mr. Ye in front of him.

  Wang Zhenyu said: "I have some weapons in my hand, it's not convenient to take them back to Hunan, I want to deal with them here in Hankou. Can Mr. Ye do this business?"

  They started talking about business again, and Ye Zhiwen suddenly felt that these people were really boring, especially her father. These few people had only helped themselves once, given some money to settle the matter, and that was it. They actually brought up business with others, and Ye Zhiwen's small mouth pouted, she wasn't interested in listening either, so she turned around and went back to her room.

  Ye Zuwen fell into a brief contemplation: munitions! As an old comprador, he naturally knew that the most sought-after commodity in the concession at this time was indeed munitions.

  Looking at the young man in front of him who was smiling at himself with a very calm expression, Ye Zuwen suddenly had a strange feeling that this person might be able to help him solve his current difficulties.

  Ye Zuowen turned around and instructed, "Zhong Shu, inform the kitchen to prepare a few signature dishes, add more chili peppers, I want to host a banquet to thank the three benefactors. Also, please ask the young lady to get ready, we'll have dinner together here later, no need to go to the backyard."

  "Yes." The housekeeper bowed and withdrew.

  Ye Zuwen said to Wang Zhenyu, "There's nothing special at home, you three don't have to be polite with me. As for business matters, Zhang brother, we can meet each other is fate, so no need to rush, let's not eat or chat."

  Wang Zhenyu chuckled: "Guests follow the host's convenience, then we can only disturb Mr. Ye."

  Ye Zuwen nodded: "Let those three rest in the living room for a while, and Ye will go change clothes and bid farewell."

  Mr. Ye left, Wang Zhenyu let out a sigh of relief, it was hard to pretend just now, but when dealing with a shrewd businessman like Ye Zuwen, if he didn't pretend, he would probably be cheated and still thank the other person for it. He stood up from the sofa and took a closer look at the European-style Ye Gongguan, but no matter what he looked at, he felt very fresh, and from time to time, he would comment with Ma Xicheng and Zhao Dongsheng.

  "I asked Zhao Dongsheng, do you like this house?" Wang Zhenyu said with a half-joking tone.

  "This house beam is too high, you see that the living room is on the second floor, if people live here for a long time, they will not be able to touch the ground; there are some paintings on the wall, but they are not New Year's paintings, and there is no festive atmosphere at all; the door is too small, not to mention that there is no couplet hanging on it, and there is no stone lion in front of the door. How can I put it? It's not as majestic as Xu Caizhu's big house in my hometown." Zhao Dongsheng scratched his head and replied truthfully, one by one, each sentence making sense.

  "Haha, yeah, when you, Zhao Lao San, get promoted and rich in the future, remember to build a bigger and more luxurious house than Xu's in your hometown. The walls should be covered with Spring Festival couplets, all featuring naked boys holding big carp. Then, Brother Zhao can have many children and grandchildren, and wealth will come pouring in! Haha!" Wang Zhenyu was teasing Zhao Dongsheng again.

  "What a bumpkin!" A pleasant female voice entered Wang Zhenyu's ears, and Wang Zhenyu looked over in the direction of the sound, instantly stunned.

  A delicate woman with a slender figure, wearing a white evening gown, was walking down the stairs step by step, her tall stature and long trailing evening gown were perfectly matched. Her fair skin looked even more radiant against the pure white of the evening gown, like a snow lotus on Mount Tian. The Western-style perm complemented the two shallow dimples, making all men infatuated, and the combination of elegance and purity was perfectly embodied in this woman.

  Too beautiful, a complete male god, even Wang Zhenyu, who thinks he has seen countless women, can't help but exclaim in his heart.

  Unexpectedly, the woman suddenly narrowed her eyes, smiled slightly, and then very abruptly ran to Wang Zhenyu's face, using her bright and clear big eyes to stare closely at Wang Zhenyu's eyes. Then, extremely boldly, she leaned her head under Wang Zhenyu's eyelids and softly asked: "Am I beautiful? Country bumpkin."

  The last word suddenly brought Wang Zhenyu back from heaven to earth, and he immediately recognized the beautiful woman in front of him as none other than Ye Ziyun, the ghostly and eccentric young mistress of the Ye family, whom they had rescued.

  "Wow, you actually look down on yourself! Wang Zhenyu immediately threw his desires to the sky, he coughed: "This dress is so beautiful, Turtle sister."

  The implication was that people look better without clothes, and Ye Zhiwen, who was precocious and confident, immediately felt embarrassed, her face turning bright red. She saw her small mouth pout adorably, then jumped away from Wang Zhenyu's side, no longer paying attention to him.

  Wang Zhenyu smiled to himself, the little girl's temper was nothing special, he wasn't very interested in this loli who wasn't even sixteen yet. His mind was still on Ye Zuwen, he had saved the loli at the dock and unexpectedly got to know a businessman who seemed to have real power. It looked like his batch of military goods would be able to sell smoothly after all.

  At this point, Wang Zhenyu suddenly felt happy and naturally didn't bother to pay attention to the strange Miss Ye. This turtle took a newspaper and leaned on the sofa, putting his legs up and starting to read the paper.

  Completely unaware that the elaborately dressed Ye Xiaojie opposite him had already upgraded him from a benefactor to the most hated person, it's not like our Ye Zhiwen Xiaojie has ever been ignored by anyone since childhood, always being the center of attention, how detestable.

  The banquet began in an atmosphere of joy and harmony, at least that's what Ye Zuwen thought.

  And our Ye family's big sister, Ye Zhiwen, now finds Wang Zhenyu more and more hateful the more she looks at him. The hatred has already seriously affected her appetite. What's even more hateful is that Wang Zhenyu, sitting right across from her, seems completely unaware, eating with relish, another seven-division-cooked steak being stuffed into his mouth, which seems to be getting tastier and tastier as he chews?

  Ye Zuwen said: "Zhang, how is it? Does Western food still suit your taste?"

  Wang Zhenyu chewed and nodded: "Mmm, mmm, very good, this is the most delicious food I've had recently."

  Ye Zhiwen rolled her eyes and gave Wang Zhenyu a cold glance, thinking to herself that he was so uncouth. She couldn't believe she had to have dinner with someone like him. As she thought about it, Ye Zhiwen stabbed the steak in front of her several times with her fork, as if the steak were Wang Zhenyu himself, and this small action helped to vent some of the discontent in her heart.

  Ye Zuwen said: "Wang brothers, why don't you have some more red wine? This is French imported dry red, I've got some ideas."

  As soon as the words fell, Wang Zhenyu didn't answer, and the housekeeper very quickly gave each of the three people a cup.

  Unlike his own daughter, Ye Zuwen now finds Wang Zhenyu more and more pleasing to the eye. In his eyes, Wang's behavior is not only not rough, but also reveals a heroic spirit from the military. When Ye Zuwen was young, he traveled all over the country and liked this kind of magnanimous person the most, because in his opinion, people who can achieve great things are often like this.

  Ye Zhiwen probably could only secretly sigh if she knew her father's thoughts, this is indeed a case of one thousand people having one thousand Hamlets.

  Zhao Dongsheng took a sip of dry red wine and couldn't help but say: "How is it like horse urine?"

  The whole harmonious atmosphere was ruined by Zhao Dongsheng, and Ye Zuwu's enthusiasm and hospitality were extremely embarrassing. Ye Ziyun only then remembered the big guy drinking wine in the Western restaurant this morning, which was also so tacky. She felt that she would definitely be severely punished by her father tonight, not to mention sneaking out of the door and encountering a hooligan who teased her, but also bringing back three country bumpkins to disgust her old dad, this time it's really going to be a disaster.

  Wang Zhenyu calmly said, "Mr. Ye, you don't know that my brother has traveled thousands of miles and experienced all kinds of dangers. For example, when he was in the Xinjiang desert, he survived by drinking horse urine, so for him, anything good to drink is horse urine. Don't misunderstand."

  After finishing, Wang Zhenyu himself raised his cup and said seriously: "For this unforgettable horse urine that made Zhao San difficult, let's all drink a toast together!"

  "Snort" Miss Ye couldn't help but be amused by Wang Zhenyu's serious expression, this bad guy could tell lies without batting an eyelid.

  After being said by Wang Zhenyu, Ye Zuowen didn't feel embarrassed anymore. He put down his donkey and raised his wine cup: "I didn't expect Zhao Hero to have such a heroic deed, what a real man! I'll toast to Brother Zhao too."

  Zhao Dongsheng was stunned, when did he travel thousands of miles and even went to Xinjiang to drink horse urine? How didn't he know that himself?

  He wanted to speak, but was kicked hard under the table by Marsy who was eating spaghetti, and had no choice but to shut up and drink another mouthful of this damn "horse piss".

  After three rounds of drinks, Ye Zhiwen made an excuse that she had been frightened during the day and needed to rest, so she left her seat.