The richest man starts from check-in

Chapter 91 Close the door

What Jiang Mengdie lacked was never his ability to work, but his determination.

Presumably Su Xiaomo will give her a good enlightenment, half a month will bring her a qualitative change.

After sending Jiang Mengdie back to the villa and asking about Jiang Mengmeng's harvest for the day, Wang Ye checked the time and then left the villa and headed towards the villas in the western suburbs.

In front of a quaint villa, Wang Ye stopped the car.

"Hello, sir, this is a private residential area. What can I do?" The security guard at the gate had a very good attitude.

Wang Ye poked his head out and said, "I'm here to see Chairman Shan."

This is the foothold of Shan Yueming, chairman of Shanhai Group, in Luochuan. Wang Ye found it out after painstaking efforts.

"Excuse me, have you made an appointment with Chairman Shan?"

"No." Wang Ye said very directly: "But I have something urgent, so please inform me that Amano Group, Wang Yete came to meet Chairman Shan, and discussed in detail about the Nanshan development project and the reform within the group. "

The last sentence is Wang Ye's trump card.

Shan Yueming may disdain to see him, the little-known Wang Ye, but he will definitely have doubts when he hears about the group's internal reforms. If he wants to uncover a mess, he must meet Wang Ye.

In this way, Wang Ye also had the opportunity to meet Shan Yueming. As for the reform, Wang Ye was not empty talk. He had captured the hearts of six of the directors of the group within a day, and this was his last move.

Upon hearing this, the security guard immediately said: "Mr. Wang, wait a moment."

After all, he turned sideways and said something to the walkie-talkie over his shoulder.

Wang Ye waited confidently. He was sure that once Shan Yueming knew the purpose of his visit, he would definitely meet him.

"Wang Ye?" A questioning voice came from the intercom, and after a while he said: "Don't let him in, let him wait, I'll come right away."

The security guard lowered his head and said to Wang Ye in the car, "Mr. Wang, please wait a moment. Butler Zhao will come over in person later."

"Such a high salary!" Wang Ye nodded excitedly.

Unexpectedly, Shan Yueming sent a housekeeper to greet him in person.

Soon, a middle-aged man came over, and Wang Ye's smiling cheek gradually became stiff.

The world is so small!

Wang Ye sighed inwardly. He still remembered the person who came. It was Zhao Hao's father at school who was driving a Land Rover with a domineering look.

"Hey, it's really you! Can you turn the water around?"

Zhao Mingzhi knocked on the hood of Wang Ye's car, and said with a playful smile: "No wonder, I was so angry yesterday, the car is not bad, a rich man."

Open his mouth and speak badly, this Zhao Mingzhi is obviously holding a grudge.

Wang Ye smiled faintly, and was about to get out of the car, but Zhao Mingzhi pressed the car door, "Mr. Wang, you don't need to get out of the car, I am the housekeeper here, the master told me not to see you, please go back!"

"Are you sure you told Chairman Shan what I said?" Wang Ye asked.

Zhao Mingzhi smiled disdainfully, "Go away."

Wang Ye frowned, "If you delay the big event, you can't afford it!"

"Hmph, it's a big deal! It's useless if it's a big deal! I can tell you clearly, the master won't meet anyone! He's not in the mood. Get out now, before I call the security guard."

After Zhao Zhiming finished speaking, he slapped the hood of the car hard, turned around and walked towards the villa.

This was beyond Wang Ye's expectation. Who would have thought that the guy yesterday turned out to be Shan Yueming's housekeeper.

Under the urging of the security guard, Wang Ye drove away slowly, but he did not go far but stopped behind a piece of greenery.

Smacking his lips, Wang Ye poked a wicked smile.

"Since Guangming can't get in, then I have to sneak in quietly."

Calling out the mobile phone and extracting the invisibility cloak from the warehouse, Wang Ye waited quietly.

It was easy for him, Wang Ye, to go in. When the sky was completely dark, Wang Ye put on the invisibility cloak, and his figure suddenly disappeared.

Although the Shan family's mansion was heavily guarded and the security system was quite complete, Wang Ye was like a ghost, and he was extremely relaxed when he reached the gate of the villa.

"Steward Zhao, is Dr. Cui still here?"

In the villa, a woman's voice came, and she knew it was a beautiful woman.

Zhao Zhiming hurriedly replied: "Miss, Dr. Cui is already on his way, why don't I go out and have a look."

"Well, grandma should be fine tonight, but you should call and urge him again."

After speaking, I heard the woman's footsteps going upstairs, and the sound of Zhao Zhiming coming to open the door.

Wang Ye quietly hid by the door, Zhao Zhiming opened the door and went out.

Pfft!
He tripped over something suddenly, staggered forward, and then fell to the ground like a dog eating shit.

Zhao Zhiming grinned his teeth in pain, got up with difficulty, turned his head and saw that the door was empty.

His hand was cut, Zhao Zhiming stood up depressed, and muttered: "I'm going to die, there are so many things to do in a day!"

Immediately, he took out his phone and asked, "Dr. Cui, where have you been? Why haven't you come yet!"

"What! The car broke down, do you know that if you delay the old lady's illness, you will pay the price behind you? Don't talk about that with me, hurry up!"

After Zhao Zhiming finished speaking, he hung up the phone angrily, and sat beside the flower bed, complaining nonstop.

Wang Ye, who was hiding in the dark, poked a faint smile. He didn't intend to let Zhao Zhiming go so easily. With him here from now on, this would be Wang Ye's restricted area.

With the help of the invisibility cloak, Wang Ye turned on the phone's recording button, and walked to Zhao Zhiming's side.

After a while, Zhao Zhiming got up, but just as he lifted his foot, he fell down again.

This time the fall was not light, and the lips were broken.

"This is so outrageous!"

"Hey, it's all because of that damned old thing, he's so sick that he's bedridden, and even came to Luochuan to wait to die! Damn it, wouldn't it be nice to die in the capital!"

Zhao Zhiming kept complaining that Shan Yueming and his wife seldom came to Luochuan, and this villa was basically idle. As the housekeeper here, Zhao Zhiming was not only relaxed, but also treated extremely well.

But during this time, the old lady Hai Mingqing fell ill, and Zhao Zhiming, who had been at ease for a long time, was really not used to being busy all of a sudden.

Wang Ye smiled brightly, if this recording was sent to the Shan family, Zhao Zhiming would lose his job.

Grasping Zhao Zhiming's handle, Wang Ye sneaked into the villa quietly.

The luxuriously decorated villa is huge, and Wang Ye searched for Shan Yueming's rooms one by one.

Suddenly, outside a half-closed door on the second floor, he stopped.

There was the sound of rushing water in the house, as if someone was taking a bath.

Wang Ye gently pushed the door open a crack, and glanced inside curiously. Through the frosted glass in the bathroom on one side, he could vaguely see a slender woman taking a shower.

Uh……

Wang Ye swallowed his throat, and was about to turn around and leave. Although he thought about peeping, now was not the time.

But at this moment, Zhao Zhiming walked over from the corridor.

With nowhere to retreat, Wang Ye could only sneak into the room.

Looking around, this is obviously a girl's boudoir, the main style is pink, the bed and sofa are full of dolls, and the woman who came to take a bath should be young.

(End of this chapter)