Overlord's best villain

"Uncle, I don't have to worry about you. Even if it's a joke, I will end it myself." Ye Yuran raised her lips and smiled contemptuously.

"Okay, Yuran, that's it. You can take care of yourself..." Ye Qingsong sat on the right side of Ye Yuran, drinking the tea in the cup without a sip.

"Sisi, show this monthly report to all the directors." Ye Yuran ordered Sisi beside him after seeing that everyone had arrived.

Sisi nodded and sent a report to each director.

When Ye Qingsong opened the report, he was shocked and speechless by the numbers inside. How could it be possible? Not only did it reach two percentage points, but it also exceeded a certain amount. He looked back and forth at the report in his hand, looking like he couldn't believe it.

When the other directors saw this, they also felt incredible. This little girl actually did it.

"Dear directors, you have read the report. This month's performance has increased by two percentage points. I have achieved the bet I made. Now, it is time for you to cash in. I will be the true and only representative of Ye's family.

President, do any of you have any opinions?" A loud voice rang in everyone's ears.

The directors were whispering below and nodding from time to time. Ye Yuran looked at Ye Qingsong coldly, finally, you lost.

"I don't accept it..." Ye Qingsong slapped the table and stood up. The tea in the cup rippled with water.

"Qingsong, Miss Ye really has the ability to manage the Ye family. Our directors also agree. You should stop being persistent." Several directors advised each other.

"Can you trust such a big group to be managed by an eighteen-year-old child?" Ye Qingsong said angrily. Unexpectedly, really unexpectedly, Ye Yuran actually did it. And he also got all the directors.

support. This made his heart extremely unbalanced.

"It's better to be managed by a child than by a murderer." Before Ye Yuran could answer, the person who pushed in the door beat him to it.

Ye Yuran's eyes fell on the speaker, and he shouted happily, "Uncle Wang..."

Wang Youwei nodded and walked in step by step. When he came to Ye Qingsong, he sneered, "Mr. Ye, do you still remember me?"

Ye Qingsong stood up in a panic, knocked over the teacup, and said in a trembling voice, "You, are you Wang Youwei?" The nightmare he had been having for so many years finally appeared.

"Ye Qingsong, you didn't expect to see me again, did you?" Wang Youwei's eyes were fixed on Ye Qingsong. There was unspeakable resentment in them.

If it weren't for this person, he could still be an upright man now and wouldn't have to live a life of hiding from the light of day with his son. After so many years, he finally had the courage to face all this.

"What's going on? Are you Wang Youwei? Aren't you already dead?" All the other directors looked at each other in confusion. Their intuition told them that a bloody storm was about to start.

"No! I'm not dead. It's because I did something wrong and hid!" Wang Youwei pointed at Ye Qingsong and shouted loudly, "Back then, I was ordered by him to kill President Ye. It was him,

This beast...he is the real murderer."

"You are talking nonsense, Wang Youwei. Do you think your few words can slander me? You are simply talking nonsense. I know that you must be under Ye Yuran's instructions."