Zou Yi's last sentence almost made Ye Zhenrong vomit blood, with 300 million US dollars. According to the current ratio, it would be 200 billion RMB. It was a loss for this kid to speak.

Ye Zhenrong has a private plane, and he only needs to provide convenience on the route. After all, he is a super rich man in Hong Kong. It is logical that it takes three days to obtain the approved route license, and it takes three or four hours to complete it. Zou Yi was so happy that he took nothing and just followed him on the plane.

"Brother Ye, your private plane is really good. It cost a lot of money, right?"

Lying on the soft leather recliner, Zou Yi smiled and joked.

"How much money can this plane be worth? Brother, you can buy several aircraft once," Ye Zhenrong replied in a deep voice.

He smiled, Zou Yi didn't answer the conversation, poured himself a glass of red wine and started drinking it on his own.

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It was the next morning when the plane arrived in New York. The wet air hit the face, which made people shocked.

"Uncle Ye Shishi, I'm looking forward to you, my father is talking about you every day."

A middle-aged man coming up to him smiled and supported Ye Zhenrong.

"Brother Mo is willing, let's go, let's talk about it on the way."

Ye Zhenrong was also impatient, and even Zou Yi didn't have time to introduce him, so he went straight to the topic.

He looked at the young man walking beside Ye Zhenrong in confusion. The middle-aged man didn't care either. After the two got in the car, he drove away from the airport.

This was Zou Yi's first time abroad. Looking at the buildings with different styles around him, he couldn't help but be curious. After looking around, he felt a little as Liu Laolao entered the Grand View Garden.

"Brother, do you want Xiao Mo to arrange it for you to go to New York to experience the nightlife of the Western world at night?"

Regarding Ye Zhenrong's proposal, Zou Yi shook his head and smiled: "Forget it, this foreign country is a problem if something happens to happen."

"What are you afraid of? Brother Mo is also a well-known figure in New York. The mayor respectfully sees him. If you really want to play, let Xiao Mo go with you," Ye Zhenrong said with a big fuss.

"Let's solve the matter first"

Zou Yi once again politely refused. It was not that he didn't want to see the Western world, but that he was still muttering about the difficult and complicated diseases in his heart. Compared to this medical skills, it doesn't matter.

When the middle-aged man sitting in the passenger seat was shocked when he heard the conversation between the two. He knew Ye Zhenrong's arrogance better than anyone else, but now he is calling this little guy in his early twenties. Not to mention him, he will be afraid that his old man will drop his chin when he sees it.

"Ye Shibo, this is..." The middle-aged man couldn't help asking.

Ye Zhenrong slapped his thigh and smiled, "Looking at how I forgot about my nature, I forgot to introduce you."

"Brother, this is my friend's eldest son, Mo Longyi, Xiao Mo, this one, just call Uncle Zou Shi"

When it comes to Zou Yi's identity, he is also in a dilemma. By the way, because of his previous experience, he can call him brothers and brothers, but Mo Longyi is still in his forties, so it is somewhat unreasonable to call him a little guy in his early twenties a uncle.

"Don't listen to Brother Ye's nonsense. Brother Long Yi, we'll work with each other, there are not so many rules and regulations."

Seeing the other party's embarrassment, Zou Yi smiled and relieved him.

He looked at Zou Yi friendly, and Mo Longyi smiled and said, "This is the first time Brother Zou is here in New York. Don't worry, I will take you out for a walk when the time comes."

After a short period of exchanges, Zou Yi also had a rough understanding of the Mo family. Mo Tianwu, also Mo Longyi's father, was also a perfect and tough idea. Because he learned some foreign kung fu in China, he had many conflicts with others when he first came to New York, but this actually made his career successful.

At that time, the Chinese had no difference in the Western world with African slaves. Because most of them were smuggled, they could not find serious jobs at all. They could only do some black work to barely make a living. From time to time, they were forced to pay protection fees. This gradually breeds a sense of resistance. As Mo Tianwu's fame grew day by day, those Chinese who were often bullied by white people also moved closer to him, and over time, a powerful force formed.

In order to better protect the interests of the Chinese, Mo Tianwu racked his brains and finally officially opened a martial arts school. Not to mention, the four words "Chinese Kung Fu" are still a bit important in the eyes of Westerners. For a momentum, New York started to learn Chinese Kung Fu. Taking advantage of this momentum, Mo Tianwu gradually extended his hands to the economic field. In just a few decades, he stabbed his roots into this behemoth. Now, as long as you mention the Mo Family Martial Arts School, everyone will give you a thumbs up.

More than an hour later, Zou Yi felt a little shaking, and then he realized that the car was driving on a winding mountain road.

After passing several levels, the car stopped steadily in a manor. Looking at the scenery of green trees and lush grass, Zou Yi couldn't help but praise him. Mo Tianwu is very good at enjoying this.

"Brother Ye, you came here suddenly. Tianwu couldn't pick him up in person. Don't be surprised."

After getting off the car, I saw an old man with a silver hair smiled and hugged Ye Zhenrongxiong. I thought it was Mo Tianwu, the owner of this manor.

Ye Zhenrong said with an unhappy look: "Tianwu, what you said is obvious. When did we brothers care about these things?"

"It's better for me to understand."

Mo Tianwu looked sad and said tiredly: "Hongyu's situation is getting worse and worse. I think I, Mo Tianwu, have been in a glory for most of my life, but I can't save my children and grandchildren, alas."

"Dad, don't do this"

He stepped forward and supported Mo Tianwu. Mo Longyi comforted him: "Didn't Master Xue say that Hongyu's fate is to transform into stars and rebel against nobles, and it can turn bad luck into good fortune. But this noble person has not appeared yet, so don't worry too much."

Mo Tianwu shook his head and sighed, looked at Ye Zhenrong and apologized, "I'm asking you to laugh at me. This person is old and has a lot of self-control."

"Tianwu, do you know why I came to see you today?"

Ye Zhenrong said mysteriously, then let Zou Yi go in front of him and introduced: "This is Brother Zou Yi, you can get to know him first."

"Brother Zou?"

Mo Tianwu was stunned for a moment. As Mo Longyi foresaw, he opened his mouth wide and saw that his chin was about to fall off. It was natural that he could be brothers with Ye Zhenrong. It was only through decades of time that he had accumulated this friendship. But the young man in front of him was only in his twenties no matter how he looked at him. In addition, he had never heard Ye Zhenrong mention it before. With the two of them talking about everything, he thought it must have been known in the past six months, so he was even more puzzled.
Chapter completed!