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Alin walked up to her and shook her ankle. "I don't know why you came here, but since you have acknowledged me as your teacher, I will be responsible for you. I also hope to learn from you better than being polite to you."    

    

Ding Yiyi forced a smile. "Master, that's not how etiquette works."    

    

Alin blew his nose and glared. "Chinese is trouble!"    

    

Elaine ran over from not far away. His eyes were still fixed on Ding Yiyi, and the admiration in his eyes was obvious. The old man snorted, "Truly embarrassing the French. If you can see from here, the world would have already become a couple."    

    

Elaine had already gotten used to Alin's venomous tongue, so he said, "Master, another person from China is coming. They are waiting for you in the conference room now."    

    

"I said that I won't promote their brand, so you went and refused." Alin impatiently lifted his leg and left. Elaine caught up, looked at Ding Yiyi, and said softly. "This time, it's someone from Ye Family."    

    

Someone the Ye Family sent? Alin looked at Ding Yiyi who was deep in thought a few meters away from him. He vaguely knew that it was someone surnamed Ye who had lost his disciple. He and Elaine looked at each other and had a plan in their hearts.    

    

"Go, let's go take a look," Alin lifted his foot and walked a few steps, suddenly stopped, turned his head and whispered, "Don't tell that girl."    

    

"Don't tell me what?" Ding Yiyi asked in a strange tone while standing silently behind them.    

    

"Stupid girl, everyone in China says that you don't care about molestation, but when you do, it's not good!" Alin was so scared that he almost had a heart attack.    

    

Ding Yiyi's attention was indeed diverted. Chinese culture couldn't be so spoiled, she said seriously, "Master, in the country, isn't this saying that gentlemen won't listen? If not gentlemen won't listen, then that's what gentlemen do."    

    

"That's what I meant."    

    

Ding Yiyi was shocked by her master's words. She waited until the two of them had walked far away before suddenly realizing that those two people seemed to be hiding something from her.    

    

In the meeting room, Ye Bo sighed. Qiu Bai had hated him to death ever since he and Ye Bo had parted on bad terms. He wasn't the kind of person who would take the initiative to attack, so their relationship was in a stalemate.    

    

When he thought about how he had to look for a young master in the United States who had only returned today after a week, he frowned even more. A week ago, the young master went to the United States, and even activated his Ye Family, but there were so many continents in the United States, and finding Ding Yiyi was like looking for a needle in a haystack.    

    

The door was pushed open, and Ye Bo immediately stood up. He had long heard that the person who was on par with Madam Xia was this old man from France, but his temper was too weird, and anyone who wanted to work with him was rejected at the door. However, his works were especially popular, and with Miss Ding Yiyi's help, the young master had ordered that the core booth of the international shopping mall be given to the French designer named Alin.    

    

By the way, if Miss Ding Yiyi shows this person around, does that mean Miss Ding Yiyi might be in France instead of the United States? He was shocked by his own thoughts, but soon rejected it. This old man was too weird, it was impossible for Miss Ding Yiyi to have any connection with him.    

    

Outside the door, a fashionable old man in a red suit walked in, followed by a tall French man. The man's deep blue eyes were so beautiful that it was easy to tell at a glance.    

    

Ye Bo could sense that these two people were hostile towards him the moment they entered the door. He was sure that they didn't have any interaction with each other before. He cleared his tone, "Hello, Mr. Alin."    

    

"I'm not good, not good at all. Alin blew his nose and glared at me, not leaving any face at all," Elaine mocked, "It's okay, you're a guest from far away, you can be good by yourself."    

    

Ye Bo felt confused, he suppressed the other party's provocation and said, "Regarding the proposal to invite your brand to the international shopping mall, I wonder if you've seen it before."    

    

"I haven't read it. Repeat it." Elaine continued, "Please speak in French. We don't understand Chinese and we don't have good English."    

    

Ye Bo was sure that the two of them were making things difficult for him. A French secretary clearly said that Alin had read the documents, and although the old man's Chinese was not good, his English was very good. This was because his ancestors had a common English blood, and the man beside him had been in China for many years.    

    

Ye Bo was angry, but he still had to complete the task the young master assigned to him. He endured it and explained the plan in French from the beginning to the end. Finally, he asked, "Then, can we start discussing the relevant matters now?"    

    

Alin deliberately tried to make things difficult for him. He nodded. "You can recount the plan from beginning to end in English. I'm old and I don't have very good ears. I want to hear it again."    

    

"Mr. Alin, this time, we are definitely sincere in seeking your cooperation. We believe that you have the push in international shopping, as well as the influence of your own brand. This is a win-win opportunity for both of us. I will come again next time and hope that we can have a good exchange next time."    

    

Ye Bo packed the documents, he wanted to go back and investigate carefully, to see when Ye Group had offended this French man, if not it would be useless for him to stay here.    

    

Looking at the man walking away, Alin snorted, "I didn't expect that brat's endurance was not bad. I thought he would be driven away by us in the first round."    

    

"It's too cheap for him, or I'll find someone on the road to give him a gift from France." Elaine's eyes flashed with a cunning look.    

    

Alin glanced at him, "You are still young, and I didn't know that young man's skills are not bad. At that time, it is not certain who will fight who." Looking at Elaine's unconvinced face, he continued, "If you want to chase after me, then your disciple will change your reckless personality."    

    

Elaine curled his lips and didn't take the old man's words into consideration. All he thought about was how to teach that man a lesson and then ask Ding Yiyi for credit.    

    

When Ye Bo was halfway out of the car, he knew that there were always bikes following him. The bikes were all big and tall, covered in tattoos, with baseball bats in their hands. The locomotives were moving at his speed, and as long as he increased his speed, the speed of the cars would also increase.    

    

Ye Bo didn't want to cause trouble abroad. This was very troublesome. He frowned as he drove the car into the alleyway. Sure enough, three locomotives followed him in. The locomotive stopped at the side of the road and four black men got out.    

    

"Where is he!" A black guy casually walked in front of the car and smashed the window with a baseball. He stuck his head out and looked, "Strange, then what about the perverts?"    

    

The others were all cursing as they looked for someone. "I'm here." Suddenly, a faint voice came from above. Everyone raised their heads, facing the sunlight, one of their legs quickly struck towards the faces of two African men.    

    

The black man was beaten until he was forced to retreat, shouting and waving his baseball bat at Ye Bo. Ye Bo blocked it with his arm and hit him heavily on the back. He had no choice but to turn around and receive the punch.    

    

The few of them started fighting in the alleyway, and Ye Bo became more and more violent. Every punch and punch was a tough style in the military academy, but the black guy that was almost two meters tall was no match for him, and he was beaten until he was forced to flee.    

    

"Bastard, I won't let you off. Next time, don't come to France!" One of the African men swore as he drove away.    

    

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and frowned. These people seemed to have come prepared, so who exactly was it that was plotting against him? No, in the end, it should be the Ye Family that was plotting against him.    

    

Ye Family, Ye Nianmo loosened his tie and laid on the sofa, looking exhausted. He had looked for Ding Yiyi for a week and had searched for all the places he wanted.    

    

At first, he thought that An Ran had hidden her and was almost determined to find An Ran. In the end, he dejectedly believed that Ding Yiyi didn't find An Ran.    

    

In the past few days, there had been an incident where someone had died in Los Angeles, and if that person was not Ding Yiyi, then what was he supposed to do?