Chapter 477 White Horse Monk

As Sister Qiao walked, she told the story of the White Horse Temple.

She was so detailed that she had put a lot of thought into it.

Ye Sihai nodded after listening to her.

Sister Qiao is indeed a talent.

She seems to have great potential to be tapped, and she can fully serve as his financial director in the future.

He asked softly:

"Do you need me to do anything?"

Sister Qiao shook her head very simply:

"You don't have to do anything. I want to complete the task you gave me alone."

Ye Sihai nodded directly.

It was only 1 billion US dollars. This money was originally what he wanted to give to Sister Qiao.

Although it was an excuse for holding on behalf of others, in the future...!

Sister Qiao actually knew it in her heart.

But she was definitely not because of this little money.

It was a feeling of being cared for and loved.

Sister Qiao smiled with some surprise, then raised her head and said with a smile:

"Si Hai, I want to prove my ability."

After a pause, she continued:

"Because I know that you will become richer and richer in the future, I have to learn to keep up with you, so that I will not be abandoned by you."

This sentence made Ye Si Hai slightly stunned.

Is it a pun, Sister Qiao?

How could I abandon you?

Don't abandon, don't give up, this is... my slogan.

It was late today, and there were not many people in the White Horse Temple.

The street lights on the courtyard began to light up.

After walking more than a hundred meters, I met two monks. Sister Qiao immediately stepped forward and put her hands together to exchange a few words.

One of the monks muttered something, and then pointed in one direction.

The main hall of the White Horse Temple is actually not very big, and it can even be regarded as a pocket-sized one.

But there are many courtyards behind the main hall, and the houses are also rows of Japanese-style buildings.

More than 30 monks were busy preparing dinner in the back, and some were pounding some kind of food like rice cakes, and the fragrance wafted over.

It should be some kind of beans, and they were pounding stuffing.

Seeing Ye Sihai and the other four, the monks stopped their work and put their hands together in front of them.

Qiao Jie and Mei Yi Lingzi also returned the greeting, but only Ye Sihai was indifferent.

Going around the backyard, there is another yard in the back.

This yard is the old house of the Baima family.

This old house obviously exudes the flavor of history, and Ye Sihai likes it more and more.

"The monks in front are all disciples of Baima monk, and he needs to support them. If he has a son, his son will inherit the temple and continue to be a monk."

"If he only has a daughter, he will choose one of these monks to be his son-in-law and adopted son. After marriage, the son-in-law will change his surname to Baima and inherit the family business."

Ye Sihai...!

Qiao Jie led Ye Sihai to the door of the Baima old house.

Then he gently knocked on the door knocker.

Soon, an old man in monk's clothes came out.

"Dear guest, who are you looking for?"

Sister Qiao smiled and said:

"Please inform them that Miss Liu who came a few days ago wants to see you."

Ye Sihai immediately looked at Sister Qiao again.

Sister Qiao pretended not to see his eyes, but her eyes slightly dropped.

Soon, Ye Sihai and the other four were welcomed in.

The white horse monk looked to be in his forties. Although he had a bald head and wore a cassock, he didn't look like a pure monk at all.

It's just that he must have been tortured by money recently, and he looked a little haggard.

This guy looked like a pampered person, white and fat.

Sister Qiao was always gentle in front of Ye Sihai.

But after entering the Baima family, she immediately changed.

There was a slightly sharp look on her face.

There was a hint of majesty in her glance.

Ye Sihai was surprised.

Women are born actors.

The White Horse Monk ordered the housekeeper to serve tea, and then bowed slightly to Ye Sihai and Sister Qiao:

"Miss Liu, I didn't expect you to visit so late, have you considered it?"

Liu Baoqiao knelt in front of the other party, paused for three seconds, and then said:

"I have considered it!"

The other party's eyes lit up slightly:

"Then, 230 million, do you agree?"

Ye Sihai's heart couldn't help but move slightly.

It turned out that the other party asked for 230 million.

Sister Qiao was only willing to give 200 million.

I want to see how you bargained down 30 million US dollars.

In fact, the more Ye Sihai looked at this piece of land, the more he liked it.

Even if it was discounted, 300 million is definitely worth the money.

I guess the other party's price for the plug-in should be around 280 million.

Sister Qiao should have cut down 50 million.

If it cuts down another 30 million...!

Ye Sihai thought to himself, I am willing to call you the bargaining queen.

Just kidding.

This is land.

Give someone a one-third discount?

Qiao Jie is even more ruthless than me.

Qiao Jie's kneeling posture looks very noble and elegant.

She is calm and not impatient.

On the contrary, the white horse monk opposite him looks a little impatient.

It seems that he has been pushed to the limit by money.

"Miss Liu, won't you introduce this gentleman to me?"

Liu Baoqiao smiled lightly:

"Mr. Bai Ma, you like rock so much, don't you know the latest record in Europe and the United States?"

The white horse monk was stunned.

He glanced at Ye Sihai.

He glanced at Meiyi Lingzi again.

Meiyi Suzuko raised her head and smiled at him.

The white horse monk's jaw was almost dislocated.

"Is it you? Suzuko-chan? Hong Doni?"

The white horse monk jumped up from the ground and looked at Meiyi Suzuko in shock.

Meiyi Suzuko bowed deeply:

"Please give me more advice."

The white horse monk stamped his feet excitedly, which made Ye Sihai laugh.

This guy is so funny.

The head of the white horse family suddenly understood something, and the whole person froze in place, and then stared at Ye Sihai.

"Rumor has it that Suzuko-chan met a talented Chinese in Ginza Plaza, Miss Liu...! Hiss! I understand, you are Suzuko-chan's teacher, right?"

Ye Sihai nodded reservedly, without commenting.

Qiao Jie said calmly:

"He is not only Lingzi's teacher, but also my... lover, and the songwriter of that record, he is Bruce Ye!"

The white horse monk's neck grew a section at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Watt?"

"He is Bruce Ye?"

"Oh my God, am I dreaming?"

The white horse monk walked around the coffee table and almost rolled and crawled to Ye Sihai.

When there was still two meters away.

He slid down and knelt down.

"Mr. Bruce, I am your crazy fan."

"Your country rock music is played every night in my nightclub."

"You are really the super pride of us Orientals."

"Please accept my worship."

The white horse monk actually kowtowed to Ye Sihai.

Ye Sihai was shocked.

He quickly got up and avoided him.

Damn it.

I am still young, and you are over 40.

You don't want to send me away, do you?