Their intention was that, in case the old man really did not give in when the time came, everyone would change their mourning clothes and fall back on the spot, while agreeing to all the demands of the Ten Thousand Dragons Hall.
In any case, life was most important.
The first thing to do is to gather everyone to go to Ye Ling Mountain and pin all hopes on Ye Chen.
......
At six twenty, Ye Chen got into Tang Sihai's car, while the three members of the Gu family were driven by Gu Yanzhong himself in another car, and together they headed to Ye Ling Mountain.
After driving, Tang Sihai said to Ye Chen, "Young master, last night, young master Feng and young master Hao, as well as your fourth uncle and great aunt, all quietly slipped out, and my men followed them all the way and found that they had all bought varying amounts of mourning clothes from different places."
Ye Chen grunted and spoke, "Good, once I've finished with Wan Bajun, I'll punish and discipline them, the unworthy sons of the Ye family, in front of their ancestors!"
Tang Sihai added, "Young master, there is another thing, it's the members of the side line of the Ye family over at Buckingham Palace, since yesterday afternoon, they have been fleeing one after another, and by now they have basically all run away."
Ye Chen nodded gently and said without concern, "This is all to be expected, it's fine, when I take over the Ye family, I will settle this score with them properly."
Saying that, Ye Chen asked again, "Right, Butler Tang, these side branches, are they still related to the Ye family in business?"
"Of course." Tang Sihai busily said, "Most of their business is related to the Ye Group, most of them are suppliers or distributors below us, and at least half of their profits come from the Ye Group."
Ye Chen nodded in satisfaction and said, "That's much better, in this society nowadays, not many people still care about family honor, so we have to jam them in the neck in terms of profit to make them behave."
......
Six forty-five minutes.
The morning after the rain carried a bit of a chill.
Ye Chen rode in Tang Sihai's car and drove into the gates of Ye Ling Mountain.
At this moment, outside the main gate, more than thirty middle-aged men with somewhat graying hair, uniformly dressed in black suits, stood in three rows in the middle of the road.
The oldest of these thirty men looked to be in their sixties, while the youngest was in his forties.
They looked solemn and solemn, while at the same time carrying a bit of a death defying look.
When Tang Sihai's car arrived, the thirty-odd people immediately dodged to the sides and made way for a passage.
Ye Chen suddenly discovered that one of the thirty people outside was the director of the original Jinling Welfare Institute!
He was also one of Tang Sihai's men. Ye Chen knew that he had been transferred to the orphanage as its director not long after he had entered the orphanage, and had only left some time ago, having worked there for nearly twenty years.
After recognising the director, Ye Chen asked Tang Sihai, "Butler Tang, these are all my father's men from back then, right?"
Tang Sihai nodded, "That's right, they are all of them."
Ye Chen said, "Stop the car quickly."
Tang Sihai immediately stopped the car.
Before Tang Sihai could get down and open the door for himself, Ye Chen had already pushed open the car door and stepped out.
A group of people outside, seeing that it was Ye Chen who had arrived, were all surprised and excited, and many of them were already in tears.
"Young master! You've come back!"
"Young master! It's really you ......"
"Young master ......"
The people were all a bit emotional for a while.
Unlike the orphanage's Director Zhang, the others, hadn't seen Ye Chen again for so many years.
Although they knew that Ye Chen had been living in Jinling, they had not seen him since they were on the principle of not venturing to disturb him.
But, after all, Ye Chen looked too much like his father, Ye Chang Ying.
Therefore, as soon as Ye Chen stepped out of the car, everyone immediately recognised his identity.
As Ye Chen saw each and every one of these elders with red eyes, he felt a layer of mist clouding his eyes as well.
Immediately afterwards, he looked at the crowd and knelt down on one knee, clasped his hands in a fist and said in a loud, incomparably serious voice: "Uncles and uncles, you have worked so hard all these years! Please accept Ye Chen's obeisance!"