Zhong Ming and Qin Tian felt a hint of embarrassnt at the words, but they admitted openly, "We lost..."
The reason they admitted defeat is because Ye Hao's kick only hit their chests; if Ye Hao's kick had landed a few centiters higher, their throats would have been crushed, resulting in death or serious injury. Naturally, they did not think Ye Hao lacked the skill to aim for their throats. At the level of National Martial Arts Tenth Degree, controlling position and strength is highly advanced.
If Ye Hao had intended to kill them, the power in his legs just now was entirely capable of doing so.
"Winning or losing isn't important. I really enjoyed the fight," Ye Hao said with a smile.
"We did too. We hope we can spar again soti, and we certainly won't lose again. Also, we hope you keep progressing," Zhong Ming replied.
"I will work hard, but I also hope that while you are working hard, you don't forget to keep the leaders safe. Today, my encounter with that guy Wu was a bit rash, but I believe that with this lesson, he might catch up with you in the future. Otherwise, he'd be wasted for life," Ye Hao laughed.
"Thank you," Zhong Ming and Qin Tian said in unison to Ye Hao. At this mont, they understood that Ye Hao's action towards He Wu was not to humiliate him, but to wake him up to not put himself too high and remind him that protecting the leaders is the most important task.
"Alright, seems I won't be visiting Chairman Tang today. I'll take my leave," Ye Hao said cheerfully.
"Wait, you can wait outside for the Chairman's return," Zhong Ming suggested after so thought.
Ye Hao was about to refuse, but at that mont, a middle-aged man with an authoritative aura walked in from outside the courtyard, dressed in a suit with a neatly combed back hair.
Seeing this figure, Ye Hao imdiately stepped forward and saluted, "Good afternoon, Chief."
The person who walked in was Tang Xiangdong, just back from work. He eyed Ye Hao with approval and saluted, "Ye Hao, is coming here this ti an inconvenience for you?"
"Not at all," Ye Hao replied.
"Haha, you brat, if you weren't afraid, you wouldn't have beaten He Wu like that," Tang Xiangdong laughed.
"Hehe, well, maybe I was a bit too harsh," Ye Hao replied with an embarrassed grin.
"It's fine. I trust your actions. Would you join for a cup of tea?" Tang Xiangdong smiled. In fact, when Ye Hao was battling with Zhong Ming and others, Tang Xiangdong had actually already returned, just watching from his car.
"As long as it doesn't take up the chie..." Ye Hao started to say, but Tang Xiangdong waved his hand with a chuckle, "Haha, Hao, you rascal, I'm off duty now, so there's no need for all this 'chief' and 'sir' business. I'm just a few years older than Ye Tian and Lin Tian, just call Uncle Tang."
"Haha, well since Uncle Tang has said so, I'll skip the formalities," Ye Hao laughed heartily. He didn't feel like keeping a straight face during the conversation either.
"That's the spirit," Tang Xiangdong nodded, then looked at Zhong Ming and the others, "From now on, Ye Hao can enter Zhongnanhai or co to the Tang Family without any docunts."
"Yes, Chief," Zhong Ming and Qin Tian replied in unison. They were incredibly curious about who Ye Hao really was to have earned such favor from Chairman Tang.
Afterward, Tang Xiangdong introduced Ye Hao to Yun Yuan, who was impressed by Ye Hao's manners and pleasant personality, calling him 'Aunt.'
Finding Ye Hao polite, humorous, and unrestrained in character, Yun Yuan was quite fond of him too.
Tang Xiangdong took Ye Hao to sit in the courtyard for a while before heading to the study.
In the study, Yun Yuan curiously asked Tang Xiaoyun, "Yun'Er, do you know who this Ye Hao is exactly?"
"Not exactly, but Dad said he is an outstanding entrepreneur in Huaxia and also a Major General in the Huaxia military. Just the other day, his enterprise donated twenty billion," Tang Xiaoyun shared what she knew about Ye Hao.
"A Major General opening an enterprise?" Yun Yuan asked in astonishnt.
"Yes! His enterprise is called Haon, with a net asset worth hundreds of billions. Just a few days ago, he donated twenty billion. Ten billion for military construction and another ten billion to help those children who can't afford education. He's so great," Tang Xiaoyun praised.
"Really? He just donated twenty billion like that?" Yun Yuan was sowhat stunned at that mont.
She couldn't imagine soone so generous in Huaxia, giving away twenty billion in one go! This is not two or three billion.
Even so large companies may not be able to donate two or three billion, but Ye Hao managed to donate twenty billion in one go; it was astronomical!
"Dad personally wrote a plaque and gave it to Ye Hao because of his actions," Tang Xiaoyun said.
"I see, so that's why your dad was so full of praise for the bright future of Huaxia last night. It seems the person he was talking about is him," Yun Yuan realized.
...
After Ye Hao followed Tang Xiangdong into the study, Tang Xiangdong smiled and offered Ye Hao a seat on the sofa, while he earnestly read through his docunts at the desk.
Ye Hao sat on the sofa, calm and patient, knowing that as the country's foremost leader, Tang Xiangdong had countless matters to handle, so Ye Hao waited quietly.
Ti ticked by slowly.
...
In the Huaxia Yanjing Military District, a secret base at the eighteenth subterranean level beca heavily guarded after a middle-aged man was brought in since noon. The security was so tight that not even a mosquito could easily enter or exit.
Only individuals with special identities or special passes could leave this secret base.
At the deepest level, outside an isolated room, stood nurous guards, all ard and ready, exuding a formidable presence.
Among them were two National Martial Arts Fifth Degree experts from Team A. Anyone skilled enough to join Team A would generally excel in all facets,
Nurous guards surrounded the isolated room, completely sealing it off. The two Team A mbers kept a vigilant watch on the surroundings, preventing anyone from breaking the prisoner out.
Inside the isolated room, a middle-aged man in a suit casually watched TV, with nothing of a prisoner's deanor.
This was Qin Army, captured on Reef Island. Twelve hours had passed since his capture, and he was waiting, anticipating the arrival of God's forces to rescue him.
Ti slowly passed by. About fifteen hours after Qin Army's capture and entry into the Yanjing Military District's eighteenth subterranean level, a ss hall lady with a Captain rank delivered over a dozen bowls of als and dishes.
The guards, seeing this, relaxed a bit, with one joking, "Mrs. Lan, you're a bit late tonight!"
"Old Zhang at the kitchen got burned by the oil accidentally today, so it's a bit slow," replied Mrs. Lan with a smile on her lips...(To be continued. If you like this work, please visit Qidian (qidian) to cast your votes and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read at m.qidian.)
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