My Cold CEO Fiancee

3Ye Lingtian felt that Wen Haoyue was too unreasonable. Didn't you guys clearly investigate my situation? It would be difficult to get someone from the show industry to come over? Therefore, he said, "Of course I'm serious. Far away I'm a guest. I'm also considered a half landlord. It's natural for me to be a good host."     0

    

Wen Haoyue responded with an 'oh' before saying with worry, "I'm just afraid that you won't be able to invite me in."    

    

Please don't come? Damn, no matter how famous your Beatles is, you have to give face to important people. Look at who I'm acquainted with, the Rothschild family, the Andries family, they are all well-known in Europe. If you can't even settle this small matter, how are they going to deal with it in the future? Besides, this daddy isn't an unreasonable person, I have to pay double the amount of fees, pay enough etiquette, and if you don't give me face, then you'll be committing a sin and cannot live! Ye Lingtian coughed lightly, and arrogantly said: "Individuals think that inviting Beatles over will definitely not be a problem."    

    

Wen Haoyue saw the seriousness in Ye Lingtian's words and smirked. "Mr Ye, are you sure you can help me fulfill this wish?"    

    

Ye Lingtian saw the look of ridicule in Wen Haoyue's eyes and felt displeased. He emphasized: "If you don't come, I will immediately remove the Liverpool Division!"    

    

Wen Haoyue thought that Ye Lingtian was being childish: "Inviting doesn't have anything to do with removing Liverpool, don't be impulsive."    

    

I'm not acting on impulse, I'm pretty sure of it. Ye Lingtian liked to be efficient, so he took out the wireless phone from the car and directly dialed the Rothschild family's boss, Old Holman's number.    

    

The moment he heard it was Ye Lingtian, Old Holman was very excited. Since the last time when the Frankfurt had been separated for a few months, who would have thought that in these few months, Ye Lingtian's career seemed to have soared like a rocket, standing at the bottom of the Chinese Martial Sect World. It seems like Patriarch Stig Finke's judgement was not wrong.    

    

"Oh, dear Ye, where did the sun come from and you started to miss me, or why else would you think of calling me?" Homan said while smoking his cigar.    

    

"You stingy Old Holman, don't talk nonsense with me. I won't miss you. I'm thinking of yellow gold." Ye Lingtian looked at Wen Haoyue and said lazily.    

    

He knew that this guy would definitely have nothing better to do on the phone. Just look at him, before he finished his sentence, he was already talking at the top of the bill. Even if he asked me for money, he shouldn't be so straightforward. Old Holman shrugged his shoulders and smiled easily: "Dear Ye, say it, within the range that I can approve, throwing it at you isn't a problem. If it's not within the range that I can approve, then we might have to go through the program. Of course it's just the program, the friendship between us is always more precious than gold."    

    

You old fox, your words are really nice. Ye Lingtian put the Hongta in his mouth and said lightly: "Cut the crap. I'm not looking for you for money this time, but for a small favor."    

    

Not for money? Old Holman blinked: "Dear Ye, if it was really just a small favor, you wouldn't call me, right?"    

    

I called you because it was safe. If the Rothschild family couldn't handle it, then it would be a huge joke. Ye Lingtian coughed lightly and asked, "Have you heard of this person's name, Beatles?"    

    

Beatles? There was someone called this? Old Holman was confused: "Never heard of it."    

    

Ye Lingtian's old face was stifled, but his tone was full of disdain: "Old Holman, you're too uncultured, let me give you a reminder, Beatles plays music, the place where they rise up is in Liverpool's cave bar."    

    

I have no culture? Old Holman felt his blood run cold. He swallowed his saliva: "Dear Ye, Beatles isn't a person, it's a band, a very famous rock band. They once used music to conquer America."    

    

The band, not a single person's name? Ye Lingtian turned his head to look at Wen Haoyue. He saw that she was trying her best to hold back her laughter, so he said angrily into the microphone, "Damn Old Holman, how could I not know the most basic of common sense problems? I was just joking with you, testing your art recuperation. "    

    

The corner of Old Holman's mouth trembled. His reason and feelings told him that Ye Lingtian definitely didn't know, but... I don't know what it's like to be arrogant, so I have no choice but to give Ye Lingtian a way out, and laughed: "Luckily I had contacts with Beatles Band back then, so I have some understanding towards them, otherwise I would have lost face in front of you, you should know, I am not interested in art."    

    

It's good to have contact! Ye Lingtian let out a long sigh of relief, smiled at Old Holman and said: "How is your relationship with Beatles band?"    

    

"I don't think it's a personal friendship, but they still treat me with some respect. Dear Ye, since you mentioned them, just speak frankly. Just what do you need my help for?" Old Holman had a proud look on his face.    

    

Perhaps Beatles is renowned throughout the world, but one must never forget that the influence of the Rothschild family in the secular world is no small matter. Some qualities of their family are also incomparably respected by many powers, including respect for rules, respect for opponents, and loathing for privileges.    

    

"Done!" Ye Lingtian held onto the microphone and said proudly to Wen Haoyue.    

    

Wen Haoyue glanced at Ye Lingtian and gave him a thumbs up. "Mr Ye, I have to say, you have a lot of power in the West."    

    

Ye Lingtian replied humbly: "It's normal, if I can't even help with this little thing, what qualifications does he have to become Wanji Hall's partner?"    

    

Wen Haoyue didn't reply to that. She put on her earphones and looked ahead quietly.    

    

Ye Lingtian slowly drove the car to the side of the road and said in a gentle tone: "Dear old buddy, the situation is like this, I have a Chinese friend who came from far away and is a loyal fan of Beatles. It wasn't easy for her to come to Liverpool and ask the Beatles band to play some songs for him, I think this matter isn't too difficult for you, right?"    

    

F * ck … The Beatles Orchestra has already been f * * king dissolved. The main members are at God's place, I can't invite them over! Old Holman was speechless, and he stuttered: "Dear Ye, are you sure your friend is a cultured person? Are you sure your friend is a loyal fan of Beatles Orchestra? "    

    

"Nonsense, even if he's not a loyal fan, he wouldn't run into the cave bar in the middle of the night." Ye Lingtian looked at Wen Haoyue who was immersed in the music, and followed, "As for her artistic training, she is exceptionally high. If she wasn't a high ranking Martial Cultivator, I'm sure she would have left her name in the history of art."    

    

I don't know if his name is in the history of art, I only know that you are a complete idiot! Old Holman was silent for a while, then shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly: "Dear Ye, I am really sorry, but I really can't help you with this. Because Beatles has been dissolved for a long time, and one of the main members went to report to God many years ago, and the remaining three members are already in their seventies and eighties. I think that's no problem for the survivors to come to the cave bar, but the problem is dear Ye, can they still sing? Even if they could sing, would it still be called Beatles Orchestra? "    

    

Ye Lingtian stuttered as if he was struck by lightning, "Damn Old Holman, are you sure what you said is the truth?"    

    

Homan sighed, his eyes filled with the nostalgic memories of his youth. "My dear Ye, when I was young, it was precisely at the most glorious time for Beatles, and speaking of it, I also like their music a little. Just a while ago, I saw one of the members of Beatles."    

    

The lack of culture was really scary! Ye Lingtian hung up the phone weakly. His old face was flushed red and he wanted to say something to Wen Haoyue. However, when he opened his mouth, he could not utter a single word.    

    

Seeing the embarrassment on Ye Lingtian's face, Wen Haoyue took off her headphones and asked knowingly, "Is it done?"    

    

"Uh, it's going to be difficult, but it looks like it's impossible." Ye Lingtian smiled embarrassedly.    

    

"You have so much power in the West, you can talk to the God of the West, and bring the dead lead singer Lennon to the mortal world. Why not just gather four people?" Wen Haoyue took out her teacup and took a sip. She was in a very good mood.    

    

Ye Lingtian smiled coyly and said, "Miss Wen's suggestion has a possibility of being carried out. Unfortunately, I'm too good-looking and God is too embarrassed to see me."    

    

Wen Haoyue almost spat out the water in her mouth as she smiled and waved her hands, "Alright, alright, Mr Ye, let's stop joking around. It's getting late, let's head to the Cave Bar."    

    

Ye Lingtian made a sound of "oh", then stepped on the accelerator and headed towards the bar of the cave. He was extremely depressed.    

    

Seeing the displeasure on Ye Lingtian's face, Wen Haoyue turned to Ye Lingtian and smiled, "Mr Ye, don't worry. You are not an immortal, and you are not an omnipotent computer. Your life experience has determined that you are not interested in things that are of little interest to you. I understand that very well. I shouldn't joke with you about that. It's very rude."    

    

With Wen Haoyue saying this, Ye Lingtian said with incomparable shame: "In the future, I will learn from you and read more books. It's just that … My educational level is limited, I probably can't understand that Zhou Xun's book. "    

    

"It's Lu Xun." Wen Haoyue opened the car door, turned around and said meaningfully to Ye Lingtian, "You couldn't have been impulsive and told Lu Xun to give me an autograph, right?"    

    

"Uh, this one." Ye Lingtian chuckled dryly and whispered, "My power in China is very limited."    

    

"Yes, you are indeed not good enough to communicate with Yama King of China." Wen Haoyue saw Ye Lingtian's big eyes and said softly, "Don't look at me like that. Mr. Lu Xun is also dead."    

    

Ye Lingtian closed the car door and followed Wen Haoyue. He raised his head to look at the names of the four people in the bar and gritted his teeth. Damn it, even if I die, I won't say anything and post a statement online.    

    

She stopped and said to Ye Lingtian, "They are very great, especially the lead singer, Lennon. Even after thirty years have passed, people still remember him. If we leave one day, how many people do you think will remember us?"