Ye Ming didn't know yet that this awesome braggadocio was exaggerating, but his face didn't turn red and his heart didn't beat. Han Meimei next to her was stunned. She blinked her big eyes and looked at Ye Ming.
"But as far as I know, the CEO of Jinglong is a middle-aged man, right?" He Zhiqiang said deliberately.
In fact, after buying the TV, Ye Ming watched a program for a while, and there happened to be a program on a certain TV station interviewing Ye Shengtian, the founder of Jinglong. He had some understanding of the group. He said calmly: "Jinglong Group is a family business, and the top managers are generally members of the Ye family."
He Zhiqiang was suspicious, but his girlfriend was not. Ye Ming’s temperament was so good. She immediately walked forward with a smile and said: "It turns out to be Mr. Ye. Mr. Ye, this Beauty Hotel seems to be yours too." What about the industries under Jinglong Group?"
Ye Mingxin said bad things, what if they let me waive the bill? Thinking like this, he smiled and said: "I usually don't care about the following trivial matters, but this Beauty Hotel is indeed our group's property."
When they heard that Ye Ming was the CEO, everyone came over, and some even wanted to take a photo. Just when everyone was in chaos, Ye Ming noticed that a young man was sitting on a seat not far away, looking at him with a half-smile, with mockery in his eyes.
Ye Ming then said that he saw an acquaintance and brought Han Meimei to the young man.
"Are you laughing at me?" Ye Ming looked at him.
"I laugh at someone pretending to be the CEO." The young man said cheerfully, thinking Ye Ming was very interesting.
Ye Ming: "How do you know I'm pretending?"
"Because I am the CEO." The young man said.
Ye Ming smiled "haha", sat down next to the young man, and said, "Don't expose me, I'll treat you to dinner later."
The man became interested: "Oh? Invite me to dinner? What to eat?"
Ye Ming thought to himself that he had learned a lot of amazing cooking skills in that world, so he said: "Well, tomorrow night, I will invite you to my house for dinner, and you will eat the most delicious food in the world." .”
"You're not bragging again, are you?" The young man obviously didn't believe it.
"Would I lie to you?" Ye Ming glared, "Although I brag, I never lie."
"Okay, I'll help you out today." After he said that, he snapped his fingers, and the manager of the Beauty Hotel came over.
"What are your orders, Master?" The manager looked flattering.
"This is my friend. He will be his host today. If he has any requests, you will meet them all." He said, and the manager kept claiming it was true, and he was extremely polite to Ye Ming all of a sudden.
After leaving the address, Ye Ming returned there. Han Meimei's face was not good-looking. This guy was so bragging that he actually met Allah. Fortunately, he didn't take it personally and he didn't want to avoid embarrassment.
Ye Ming walked over, and the manager followed, like a follower.
Ye Ming said to everyone: "Your classmate He Zhiqiang is my girlfriend's ex-boyfriend. We all have this relationship. We are all friends. I am treating you today. You can eat and drink as you like. If you have any requests, please ask the manager. He will definitely satisfy everyone.”
The manager immediately said: "Yes, if you have any requirements, our hotel will do our best to meet them."
Everyone cheered immediately, and He Zhiqiang's face looked a little ugly, because her current girlfriend had been approaching Ye Ming, seeming to be deliberately trying to please.
The young man came over at this time and said to Ye Ming: "You spent a lot of money on me."
Ye Ming glanced at him: "I won't spend your family's money in vain, I will give you a gift later."
The young man was happy: "What gift can you give me?"
Ye Ming glanced left and right, lowered his voice and said, "I think there is something wrong with your body, and I will help you cure it."
The young man's expression immediately changed and he sneered: "You said I'm sick? Then tell me, what disease do I have?"
"According to this world's medical theory, you have a neurological problem." Ye Ming said bluntly, "And your current medical methods cannot cure this disease. But I still want to take a look at the details."
The young man fell silent. He did have hereditary neuralgia and often had convulsions. He had to take medicine when he was in pain, otherwise life would be worse than death. Moreover, as he grows older, his condition will become more and more serious, and he will hardly live past fifty.
"Sit down and let me take your pulse." Ye Ming said.
The young man then stretched out his hand. He introduced spiritual energy into the other person's body, observed it for a moment, and said, "I can heal you now. This process will be a little painful, so bear with it."
After saying that, billowing spiritual energy flowed into the opponent's body. Under the nourishment of spiritual energy, the other party manipulated the deformed nerves and quickly repaired them. But this process was accompanied by strong numbness and itching, which was very uncomfortable. The young man gritted his teeth and remained silent.
The two of them were sitting on the sofa in the living room, holding hands and looking rather ambiguous. After about half an hour, Ye Ming showed a slight sweat on his forehead before he stopped.
The young man was sweating profusely, but he felt indescribably comfortable. He looked at Ye Ming with incredible eyes.
"I unblocked your body by the way. It shouldn't be a problem for you to live to be eighty or ninety years old." He smiled.
The young man said: "Although I don't know whether what you said is true or not, I feel very good now. I will take a shower first, and I will visit you tomorrow. If your treatment is really effective, I will thank you very much."
Ye Ming waved his hand: "You're welcome, you helped me first, and I will naturally help you too."
After saying that, he took Han Meimei away, found a place, and ordered some food. The food in the hotel is very good, and the room environment arranged by the manager is also good. This is the most luxurious set meal Han Meimei has ever had.
During the meal, Han Meimei's face was flushed and she looked very excited.
However, only halfway through the meal, He Zhiqiang's classmates came to invite Ye Ming over, and everyone wanted to toast him with a few glasses of wine. After all, everyone eats and drinks for free, so you should always express your gratitude. At this time, no one paid much attention to He Zhiqiang. In fact, this class reunion was initiated by He Zhiqiang.
The place where everyone gathered was a hall. The lights were bright in the hall, and everyone was almost drunk. Next to the hall, there is a woman in ancient costume playing the guzheng. But the rhythm was a bit harsh to Ye Ming's ears.
After drinking a round of wine and at least two kilograms of white wine, Ye Ming didn't blush and was still talking and laughing. The guzheng was still playing, and he couldn't help but said: "Stop talking about it!"
The woman who was talking about the zither was stunned, immediately took her hands off the string, and asked, "Sir, am I not good at talking?"
He Zhigao has always been very depressed. He is the best among his classmates and the initiator of the party, but Ye Ming has stolen the limelight, so he feels naturally unhappy. At this moment, when he saw Ye Ming scolding a beautiful woman in ancient costume, he immediately said: "Mr. Ye also knows music, right? I think this beauty can play very well."
"Shit, is this also called music?" Ye Ming sneered.
The woman listened and lowered her head. He Zhiqiang said: "Why don't Mr. Ye tell us a song?" In his opinion, Ye Ming must not know guzheng, and what he said was just pretending.
Ye Ming glanced at Han Meimei and said, "Meimei, how about I talk about a song for you today?"
Han Meimei was stunned. He looked at Ye Ming, meaning, can you do it
Ye Ming smiled, came to the woman's side, and said: "I want to borrow the zheng."
This zither also exists in his world, and he can even play the Seven Kills zither, let alone an ordinary zither.
At some point, the real CEO also came and stood not far away watching the fun. He had already taken a bath and felt comfortable all over. The neuralgia that occurred every day had not appeared. He was shocked and grateful, so he came to see Ye Ming. When he came, he happened to meet Ye Ming who wanted to play the kite.
Ye Ming sat in front of the zither, and the whole hall fell silent. He thought to himself that this CEO, who had many things to do, could actually do this. He was indeed a rich second generation.
There was a sound of strings, and the lingering sound lingered, and everyone's hearts trembled, feeling that some kind of emotion had been touched. And then, the wonderful sound flowed out from Ye Ming's fingers, intoxicating everyone at the scene. Even Han Meimei closed her eyes and forgot about her surroundings.
The guzheng girl next to her had tears streaming down her face. She murmured, "Is this the realm of 'spirit in the music' that the teacher said?"
The young man watched silently, his eyes full of shock. When the song ended, everyone forgot to applaud and remained immersed in the wonderful music. It was the guzheng girl who spoke first. She bowed deeply to Ye Ming and said emotionally: "Thank you, sir! You are a great master, you meet him once in a thousand years!"
Great master, once in a thousand years? Everyone praised him again and again.
The young man made a cell phone call, and it was to his driver: "Liuzi, bring the car I gave to the third son. You can use it now."
After Ye Ming finished playing a song, he smiled at everyone and said, "I haven't played for a long time, I'm rusty."
Somehow, the more these people come into contact with Ye Ming, the more they feel there is a gap between them and him. This gap seems not to be in status, but in the soul. So in the second half, almost no one drank with him anymore, but mostly toasted from a distance.
After he was almost drunk, the young man came over and said with a smile: "My name is Ye Xuan. Your treatment should be effective. I am very grateful."
Ye Ming: "You're welcome."
Ye Xuan: "There is nothing to express my gratitude to. I just bought a car and gave it to you. I think you can use it."
Car? Ye Ming has been walking on two legs these days, which really wastes a lot of time. He thought about it and said: "Okay, you give it away, and I will accept it."
Han Meimei wanted to decline for him, but she didn't know that he agreed directly. The three of them arrived at the door of the hotel, and there was already a very cool yellow sports car parked there. Han Meimei knew that this car was worth at least several million, or even tens of millions.
Ye Xuan smiled and said: "There are only 30 limited-edition electric sports cars in the world, and the price is 35 million. By the way, it requires no charging worldwide, no battery replacement for ten years, and no maintenance for five years." As he said that, he took the key. The level is given to Ye Ming.
Ye Ming: "Thirty-five million, this thing is so expensive."
Han Meimei was already stupid. Are you kidding me to give you a sports car worth more than 30 million yuan? What's even more joking is that Ye Ming actually accepted it as a matter of course!