No one spoke, and everyone in the room showed embarrassment, but Ye Fan said with a smile: "Lord Du, it's time to sit down!"

"Yes, yes, that ...... Sister Lu, please first. Du Zhenliang clenched his fists and was respectful, since he entered the Hongmen, Lu Qingyu was his sister.

Lu Qingyu immediately sat on the second chair, but Du Zhenliang and the others still didn't dare to sit without permission, standing down with their eyes down, and posing to listen to instructions.

"Chief Administrator ......" Ye Fan held his throat, and as soon as he read Han Daochang's name, the old guy fell to the ground with a pop, and he was really frightened.

The people next to him hurriedly helped him up, and the old man Gu Yue pretended to cough, and persuaded him with good words: "You have to spare people and spare people, Ye Jushi, this great gift of opening the incense hall has been completed, in my opinion, it is necessary to drink and celebrate together, don't spoil this festive atmosphere." ”

"Old man, one horse is one horse, Han Daochang did evil first, and it is not an exaggeration for me to punish him slightly. The Hongmen brothers are loyal and filial piety, you don't want to show favoritism, right?" Ye Fan was determined to punish Han Daochang, at the beginning in the Xiao family, the appearance of this old thing commanding is still vivid, and today he wants to obstruct Lu Qingyu from opening the incense hall, this kind of person and dog can't change his eating, and he won't let him have a long memory, and he will make another mistake in the future.

"This ...... Ye Jushi, what do you think ......?"

"Three knives and six holes, a mountain of knives and a sea of fire, let him choose one. Ye Fan threw out the multiple-choice question without hesitation.

Han Daochang was held by his arms, his hands trembled uncontrollably, both of them were bloody torture, where could his pampered body stand it.

"Brother Ye, Chief Manager Han is the person who is the helmsman, according to the rules, it is not our turn to divide the helm to enforce the law, you see...... Can you get off lightly?" Du Zhenliang clenched his fists and pleaded for the fat man in a soft voice.

Ye Fan grinned and waved his big hand: "This is easy to do, let him wash his hands first, and then receive the punishment, so that he doesn't have to ask about the affairs of the world anymore, and he will spend his old age in peace, and everyone will be happy!"

"Ah...... wash your hands in a golden basin?" Everyone lowered their heads and whispered, which was tantamount to asking Han Daochang to retire! Once he left Hongmen and had no power in his hands, he was still a fart?

"What, this request is very excessive? Han Daochang, you can choose it yourself!" Ye Fan was a little impatient, a group of gentlemen were procrastinating, looking ahead and looking ahead, no wonder the situation of Hongmen was not as good as day by day, and it had become yesterday's yellow flower.

The fat man was sweating, snorting and panting, shaking his head and sighing in the same door around him, he raised his frightened eyes and looked at Ye Fan, struggled for more than ten seconds, and finally gritted his teeth and replied: "I wash, I wash ......"

"Okay! this is like an old man!" Ye Fan clapped his hands and smiled: "Come on, bring a basin of boiling water to Manager Han!"

"Open...... Boiling water?" Han Daochang was suddenly startled, and his eyes showed a thick look of panic.

"What, is there a problem? Wash your hands in my golden basin here, do you still want to pick and choose?" Ye Fan crooked his mouth and showed a malicious smile, "If you don't want to use boiling water, then change the basin of lime water and sulfuric acid water!"

"No, no, no, no problem, no problem, no problem, just ...... According to what you said, boil, boil water...... "Boiling water will scald off a layer of skin at most, if he changes lime water and sulfuric acid water, his hands will not be able to be used, Han Daochang can only choose one of the two tortures, pick up boiling water and wash his hands.

A group of people were silent, and they didn't dare to say good things for Han Daochang anymore, this Uncle Ye, if he said that he would change his face, he would change his face, and he would give you some tricks casually, and he would not be able to eat and walk around. Han Daochang has offended people in the general altar over the years, and he deserves his bad luck today.

Someone brought a copper basin, brought a pot full of boiling water, and poured it into the basin in public.

Han Daochang walked over tremblingly, looking at the steaming basin of boiling water, his hands clenched into chicken feet, and he was afraid to move forward.

"Hurry up, do you want to wait for the water to be cold?" Ye Fan scolded coldly, making Han Daochang tremble, closed his eyes, gritted his teeth fiercely, and pressed his hands into the basin at the same time, until he reached the basin!

"Ahh

The screams that made people's scalps tingle resounded all over this Chinatown, and many people in the Xiangtang shivered, turning their heads and couldn't bear to look at them directly.

Han Daochang was grabbed by his arm and his hands were pulled out of the basin. At this moment, he was sweating profusely, his face was pale, his underwear behind his back was soaked, and his two fleshy hands were completely painful and unconscious.

"Okay!" Ye Fan slapped his head and stood up, "From now on, you Han Daochang will break away from the rivers and lakes, and the past will be written off!"

If ordinary people wash their hands in gold, they will be deeply relieved to hear this news, but Han Daochang only has a miserable face, he is forced!

However, giving up this pain of flesh and skin, being able to avoid the punishment of three knives and six holes can be regarded as a blessing in misfortune, right?

His self-comforting thoughts, secretly glad that had not yet dissipated, Ye Fan spoke again: "Come on, throw him outside in the snow! When the snow melts, let him go!"

Du Zhenliang waved his hand at his subordinates, and the two Hongmen brothers picked up Han Daochang and dragged him out of the door.

The dignified Hongmen Helm and the Great Guantang, once rolled down from the position of power, even ordinary people were inferior, and they could only be let go.

The golden basin washed his hands voluntarily, even if the chief helmsman of Hongmen was here, he was helpless.

"Okay, this incense hall has opened, and everything that needs to be done has been done, Lord Du Helm, when it comes to the winning conference, you and I will get together again!" Ye Fan didn't want to stay any longer, after finishing the things here, he also planned to go skiing in the Rocky Mountains with a few women, and Shen Jiayao and they were all still waiting to meet him in Tang Wan'er's villa in Beverly Hills, Hollywood.

Everyone wished that he should leave quickly, lest something happen again and it would be difficult to deal with it.

Du Zhenliang hugged his fists and sent Ye Fan and the others out of the incense hall, looking at Zhuge Nan in the courtyard, his face was complicated, and he didn't know whether it would be a blessing or a curse in the future.

"Zhenliang, the old man is also leaving!" Old Man Gu patted him on the shoulder, shook his head and sighed, after living for such a long time, Gu Yue really has never seen such a strange thing today, Hongmen and Sihai, these two major Chinese communities, will definitely have bumps and bumps in the future.

Ye Fan and Lu Qingyu were sent out of the helm by the group, and they were walking arm in arm, when Song Chuyu's slightly eager voice came from behind them.

"Ye Shao, please stay!"

"Huh?" Ye Fan turned around, showing some doubts, "Miss Song is in trouble?"

Song Chuyu walked slowly, looked at him with a pair of eyes as clear as snow, and said softly: "Ye Shao, last time I was in Taipei, you asked me if I wanted to treat the symptoms or the root cause, I thought about it for a long time and consulted my family, and the result was that I hope to have the opportunity to treat the root cause." ”

"Sister Chu Yu, have you really decided? This is great!" Xie Senyang followed, shouting.

Ye Fan shook his head and sighed: "I'm sorry, Miss Song, I'm afraid it's not easy to cure your problem." ”

Song Chuyu's face immediately turned a little pale, he couldn't hide the disappointment in his heart, forced himself to settle down, and said resolutely: "As long as there is a glimmer of hope, I will never give up, you can make a price!"

"Offer?" Ye Fan couldn't help but laugh, "Miss Song, you really can't afford this price." ”

"Why?" The Song family belongs to a first-class invisible family among overseas Chinese, although it is not as rich as Rothschild, but in terms of wealth, it is by no means inferior to American immigrant families such as Morgan and Rockefeller.

Song Chuyu couldn't understand how she couldn't afford the price, even if it was sky-high, she could afford it!

But she didn't know what she really needed to cure her illness......

Ye Fan didn't answer her question, and instead said, "In this way, if Miss Song is sincere, you might as well tell me the cause of your disease, and then talk about the root cure." ”

Song Chuyu hesitated for a while, made up his mind, and said softly: "If it's convenient, please get in the car and talk in detail." ”

"Okay, just delay. Ye Fan also wanted to know what had happened to make Song Chuyu different from ordinary people, and the Song family, which had a remote background, must have hidden secrets that were not recognized!