Facing Pu Zhongjian's question, Ye Tianlong answered honestly: "I don't know!"

"do not know?"

Pu Zhongjian showed interest: "With your ingenuity, you can't guess what I meant by letting you over?"

"I once thought that it might be to warn me to stay away from Ci Qiu or Zi Yuan, or to hope that I will get closer to Park Zhanjun."

Ye Tianlong smiled: "I also thought about it. Uncle Park knows my excellence and past. I am curious to see who I am?"

"But these two thoughts were finally dispelled, because but I think deeply, Uncle Park is busy with people, why would you see me for this little thing?"

Ye Tianlong knew in his heart that dealing with people like Pu Zhongjian could show his excellence and sharpness, but he must not show too much scheming.

They like good people, but they hate people like themselves.

A person who makes Pu Zhongjian feel difficult to control, no matter how radiant, he will not waste any effort to invest, and no one wants to make a wedding dress for others.

So Ye Tianlong is silly in fashion.

Park Zhongjian looked at Ye Tianlong playfully: "You have no other ideas?"

Ye Tianlong smiled calmly: "Uncle Park feels that Ye family and I, who have difficulty even living, can have other ideas now?"

Pu Zhongjian's gaze softened, he clearly understood Ye Tianlong's situation, and then picked up the brush and said: "Then do you have any plans for the future?"

"Have."

Ye Tianlong did not hesitate to take the topic: "One, let the Ye family survive first, so that the True Color Group can operate normally and have a meal."

"Second, after the Ye Family survives, I will expand my resources and expand the Ye Family's living environment so that I won't be caught in the throat at every turn."

With a fiery face on his face: "Three, after the environment of the Ye family is relaxed, I will continue my father's wish to lead people with lofty ideals to the top of Taicheng."

Ye Tianlong shouted out his own slogan at the right time to tell his ultimate goal, but he knew that it was not ambition, but frivolous.

After all, the third thing is impossible to do. He said it so without a word, what is arrogance?

"Dragon, yes, ambitious."

When Pu Zhongjian heard the words, he let out a hearty laugh, then looked at Ye Tianlong and said, "This is also the ideal that a passionate man should have."

"It's just that the process will be very bumpy and difficult, and there will be bloodshed and sacrifice, and even after giving everything, there is no return."

"If you want to ask Dingtai City, you must be prepared to endure hardships. No matter how good you are, you must remember to keep your feet on the ground."

Park Zhongjian reminded Ye Tianlong softly, so far he had a basic judgment on Ye Tianlong, he had a city mansion, had a sharp edge, and knew how to deal with others.

But there is also a small shortcoming, that is young and frivolous, but this shortcoming makes Pu Zhongjian very happy, and that is a thread holding Ye Tianlong.

In this way, no matter how high Ye Tianlong flies in the future, he will be firmly held in his palm.

"By the way, Uncle Park, you haven't told me yet, what is your purpose for calling me today?"

Ye Tianlong raised a faint smile, and the conversation turned: "Are you really going to warn me to stay away from Ciqiu?"

"Of course not. They are eighteen years old and have the right to associate freely. As long as you don't hurt them, I won't interfere with your contacts."

Pu Zhongjian didn't go in circles anymore, and began to speak frankly with Ye Tianlong: "I called you over today for two purposes."

"First, I am really curious about you and want to see what kind of person you are that Park Zhanjun and the others are full of praise."

He expressed his praise: "Facts have proved that you are indeed an excellent young man. I also saw your archery just now, superb."

Ye Tianlong responded politely: "Thank you Uncle Park for the compliment."

Park Zhongjian's eyes fell on the rice paper: "There is another purpose, and the most important purpose. I have always appreciated outstanding young people."

"I think this world should allow more talented and capable people to come up, so I have always liked cultivating outstanding young people over the years."

"Whether it is from the Park family or the Taicheng children, as long as I can admire and be eye-catching, I will try to help him."

Park Zhongjian's voice is very magnetic: "In these years, I have supported at least 30 young people."

Ye Tianlong joked: "Uncle Park wants to help me?"

"Tianlong, in contact with you today, I have to admit that you are the most outstanding and powerful person among the younger generation I know."

Pu Zhongjian looked at Ye Tianlong: "Because of this, I have higher expectations of you, and I hope you can give me even greater surprises."

Ye Tianlong narrowed his eyes slightly: "Uncle Park means..."

Park Zhongjian's voice was soft: "The day before yesterday last night, Kong Feixiang and Ne Win were killed at the clubhouse. Media rumours were the work of the rich and powerful and other criminals."

"Many people also believe that it was the rich man who did it. After all, the rich man's criminal record is there."

"But in the minds of the Kong family and Cuiguo people, they think it was the work of Emperor Ma Qing, the rich man is nothing but a fool."

"The Kong family and Cuiguo want to avenge Emperor Ma Qing, but Emperor Ma Qing is in control of the army, and there are countless dead men. The Kong family can't do anything."

His eyes became sharp: "In the public information, your sister Ye Qiuqi is the only one who survived the hostages."

"This falls in the eyes of the Kong family. Your sister not only knows the truth about the clubhouse, but also has a close relationship with Ma Qingdi."

Pu Zhongjian said everything he knew: "Otherwise, with the means of Emperor Ma Qing, everyone at the scene would have died. How could Ye Qiuqi not die?"

Ye Tianlong cried out for miscalculation and got Ye Qiuqi in danger, but he was busy detoxifying at the time and didn't have time to perfect the details.

"The Kong family wants to retaliate and vent. If they can't move the Emperor Ma Qing, they will move the Kong family, and they will kill the chicken and the monkey."

Park Zhongjian's voice was deep and certain: "So the Kong family and the Ye family will soon have a big collision."

"I don't know what is the relationship between the Ye Family and Emperor Ma Qing..."

"I just want to say that if the Ye family can survive this time and survive the retaliation from the Kong family, I will give you my full support."

"I will ease the relationship between the Ye family and Mingyue Group, I will resolve the dilemma that the Ye Family Group is facing, and I will also include Homecoming as the first organization."

"In this way, the homecoming organization will become the top five organizations in Taicheng for at most six months."

Park Zhongjian gave Ye Tianlong a blueprint for the future: "In three years, you will have the opportunity to reach the top of Taicheng."

"Tianlong, do you have the confidence to carry it?"

He looked at Ye Tianlong with a look of expectation in his eyes, waiting for Ye Tianlong's answer.

Ye Tianlong didn't respond, he smiled softly, walked to the front of the marble table, picked up the brush that Park Zhongjian put back, dipped the ink, and dropped the pen.

"Ah, Ye Tianlong can still write?"

Not far away, when Piao Zhanjun saw Ye Tianlong had finished chatting with his father, he picked up the brush to write, suddenly became interested, and ran over to watch.

Piao Xuanwu and Piao Ciqiu also gathered around, curious that Ye Tianlong, who has the skills of archery, can write calligraphy?

The woman in the long skirt also approached with a wine glass, but with a joke at the corner of her mouth.

With his hands on his back, Park Zhongjian looked at Ye Tianlong with great interest, wanting to see what he wrote, and how he was doing calligraphy.

"call--"

On the long and narrow rice paper that was spread out, Ye Tianlong flew his pen like flying, and the rice paper made a sound, vigorously and powerfully.

When Pu Ziyuan and the others were surprised that Ye Tianlong could really write calligraphy, Ye Tianlong threw the brush away and flicked the rice paper that hadn't completely dried up:

"Wow!"

With this shaking, Pu Zhongjian's face suddenly became pale.

Others, even those who don't understand calligraphy, suddenly felt a breath of murderous intent and howling ghosts and crying, sweating.

On the white rice paper, it seems that the characters are not written in ink, but made of blood!

Above is a poem by a generation of emperor Zhu Yuanzhang.

Killed a million soldiers in Jiangnan,

The sword at the waist was bloody.

The old monk did not know the hero,

Just ask the name.

This is Ye Tianlong's answer...