"Mr. Ye, what do you mean?" Zhou Minghan looked at Ye Chen in surprise and asked.
"Master Zhou, I've made myself very clear. You can't possibly misunderstand, can you?" Ye Chen asked in a cold voice.
Zhou Minghan did not expect Ye Chen to ask him like this. He was stunned, fearing that Ye Chen might change his mind, so he quickly said, "Understood, understood, Mr. Ye, everything will go according to your word."
Zhou Jian couldn't believe his father would say such things, and shouted in fear, "Dad, how can you say that? He's really going to kill me!"
Zhou Minghan knew Ye Chen well. He knew Ye Chen was a man of his word and wasn't worried about his son's life at all.
"Shut your mouth, look at the mess you've made. Even if Mr. Ye kills you, it's deserved." Zhou Minghan scolded loudly.
"Mr. Ye, I leave this rebellious son to you. You can punish him as you see fit."
Ye Chen knew this old fox was putting on a show for him, but he didn't expose him.
