Heart Stealer

A few days later, Ye Junhao first asked his eldest son to come to his office for a talk.

During the conversation, Ye Qingtian demonstrated his ambition and decisive decision-making ability.

He proposed some bold reform plans, hoping to bring the company into a new stage of development.

Ye Junhao communicated with his second son again.

Unlike his brother Ye Qingtian, Ye Qingyun places more emphasis on the importance of stability and teamwork.

He believes that emphasis should be placed on internal coordination and communication within the company, and various matters should be gradually advanced.

Faced with two equally outstanding sons, Ye Junhao really found it difficult to make a choice.

Who should take over the company's future?

The figure of Deng Minghui suddenly appeared in Ye Junhao's mind - the young girl who was promoted by him and became the vice president of the company.

Deng Minghui has a quick mind and extraordinary intelligence. No matter how complex and difficult the work problems are, she can always solve them.

She is also a typical doer who always does more than she talks.

What is even more rare is that Deng Minghui is a low-key person and never becomes complacent or proud of his achievements.

Ye Junhao sat on the sofa, his brows furrowed, his fingers tapping lightly on the armrest.

He secretly wondered how to resolve the increasingly intensified conflict between his two sons.

After careful consideration, he firmly believed that the smart and understanding Deng Minghui would be able to help him.

Having made up his mind, Ye Junhao took a deep breath, picked up his phone, and quickly dialed Deng Minghui.

Deng Minghui's clear and pleasant voice soon came from the other end of the phone: "Hello, boss, what can I do for you so late at night?"

Ye Junhao sat up straight and said sincerely: “Minghui, I have something very important to discuss with you.

The conflict between my two sons is getting worse and worse, and I really don’t know what to do. I think you are very smart and understand them very well. Can you help me think of a solution?

Deng Minghui was silent for a moment on the other end of the phone, then replied, "Boss, don't worry. I'm happy to help you. We can set up a time to meet and discuss in detail."

Ye Junhao quickly said, "Great! There's an elegant coffee shop near the company. Let's meet there."

Deng Minghui readily agreed: "Boss, no problem. See you later."

Ye Junhao hung up the phone and immediately told the housekeeper Zhao Bo to prepare the car.

He stood up, straightened his slightly wrinkled clothes, then walked out of the house and went straight to the limousine that had been waiting outside.

Uncle Zhao started the car smoothly. Not long after, the car stopped steadily in front of the familiar coffee shop.

There is still some time left before the agreed time.

Ye Junhao walked into the coffee shop, took a quick look around, and chose a great seat with a wide view, bright light, and right next to the window.

He sat down gracefully, gently waved to the waiter to come over, and ordered a cup of fragrant and mellow signature coffee.

While sipping the fragrant coffee, he waited patiently for Deng Minghui to arrive.

After about a few minutes, a woman in a simple dress slowly walked into the cafe.

Ye Junhao recognized the person as Deng Minghui at a glance. He hurriedly put down the coffee cup in his hand, quickly stood up from his seat, and walked towards the door with a warm smile on his face.

When Deng Minghui saw Ye Junhao, she quickened her pace and walked over.

When she came closer, Ye Junhao pulled out a chair for her like a gentleman and asked her to sit down.

Ye Junhao couldn't wait to pour out all the troubles deep in his heart without reservation.

He recounted every detail, from the close relationship between his two sons when they were young to the estrangement and disputes they have today due to trivial matters.

Deng Minghui listened quietly to Ye Junhao's story, nodding slightly from time to time.

After Ye Junhao finished speaking, she smiled slightly and said softly: “Boss, don’t be too anxious.

In my opinion, there is no irreconcilable hatred between the two brothers, but they just lack effective communication. I think we can do this..."

After hearing what Deng Minghui said, Ye Junhao suddenly understood, and his worried face gradually relaxed.

One evening a few days later, a gentle breeze blew slowly, like a pair of soft hands gently caressing people's faces.

The night was like a huge black curtain, slowly descending from the horizon, gradually enveloping the entire world in darkness.

The courtyard of the Ye family's magnificent and luxurious villa is now decorated with colorful lights, making it look as beautiful as a dream.

The courtyard was decorated with lights and colorful decorations everywhere, and it was full of joy. Laughter and joyful chatter could be heard one after another, creating an extremely lively scene.

It turned out that Ye Junhao specially organized a unique family barbecue party for the children at home tonight.

But what is strange is that the two brothers Ye Qingtian and Ye Qingyun, who should have been the protagonists of this barbecue party, have never shown up.

Everyone present couldn't help but start to feel a little worried.

Just as everyone was talking, they finally saw the eldest brother Ye Qingtian walking slowly towards them with steady steps.

He was wearing a black leather jacket with his hands casually tucked into his pockets.

There was no expression on his handsome face, and a cold aura came over him, as if the noisy scene around him and the gazes of the people were completely unable to attract his attention.

Following closely behind Ye Qingtian was his equally eye-catching younger brother Ye Qingyun.

He was wearing a loose and comfortable casual outfit, a pair of black sunglasses on his nose, his slightly messy hair fluttering in the wind, and he exuded an unruly and cold look.

Through his sunglasses, one could vaguely see a hint of imperceptible dissatisfaction in his deep eyes, as if he didn't have much expectations for this party.

Ye Qingtian and Ye Qingyun walked into the middle of the crowd, and the atmosphere suddenly became a little depressing.

Ye Junhao walked forward, patted his two sons on the shoulders, and whispered, "I hope you two brothers get along well at this party today."

The two brothers looked at each other and said nothing.

At this time, Deng Minghui came over with a plate of grilled skewers and said with a smile, "Two young masters, this is freshly grilled, try it."

Ye Qingyun snorted, reached out to take a string and took a bite, his eyes lighting up.

Seeing this, Ye Qingtian also took a string and slowly ate it.

The atmosphere gradually relaxed under the influence of the delicious food. Deng Minghui took the opportunity to suggest playing a game, in which the loser would have to play truth or dare.

Ye Qingtian seemed completely uninterested in this proposal. He said coldly, "This kind of childish game is only played by three-year-olds. Sorry, everyone, I have things to do."

After saying that, he stood up, turned around and strode away.

Seeing his elder brother leave, Ye Qingyun followed him to the door without hesitation.