The call connected quickly.
Ye Mengyun, with a face full of grievance, relayed the matter to Ye Zhongshan.
"Grandpa, you’ve chosen the wrong person. That guy is simply not fit for such an important position," she said.
"He even said he’s afraid of dying..."
"Moreover, look at his casual, unrestrained appearance; among the many ministers of Dragon Country, who else behaves like him...?"
Ye Mengyun vented all her anger towards Zhou Yu.
Afterward, she spoke.
"Grandpa, please replace him with someone else," she pleaded.
Ye Zhongshan patiently listened to his granddaughter’s complaints and then chuckled.
"Mengyun, this position is meant for him and no one else. I don’t care what you have to do, but you must make him accept this job."
"Mengyun, Grandpa remembers how ambitious you’ve been since you were little, never one to admit defeat easily. What now? Do you want to disappoint me?"
Hearing Ye Zhongshan’s words, Ye Mengyun was stunned.
Her grandfather’s words seemed filled with indulgence and teasing, but Ye Mengyun discerned something else.
Her grandfather’s decision to have Zhou Yu assume the role of Minister of the Martial Council in Shanghai was very firm.
Ye Mengyun really couldn’t understand.
Nevertheless, she wanted to struggle one last time.
"Grandpa, he’s not even an official member of the Martial Council. Even if he agrees, it won’t work procedurally, right?" she argued.
Ye Zhongshan laughed and said,
"Although he is not an official member, he holds a Martial Council oversight order."
"The oversight order of the Martial Council does not differentiate by region; it can oversee the conduct of all members of the Martial Council across Dragon Country, so procedurally, he is completely qualified to serve as a minister."
Ye Mengyun looked shocked.
She didn’t even know that Zhou Yu held an oversight order of the Martial Council.
Such an item was rare throughout the country; how did he have one?
For a moment, countless thoughts flashed through Ye Mengyun’s mind.
She suddenly realized that everything was not as simple as it seemed on the surface.
She took a deep breath.
"Grandpa, I understand," she said.
"Good, go handle it," he responded.
After speaking, Ye Zhongshan hung up the phone.
Ye Mengyun stood in place, stunned, and it took her a long time to recover.
She had thought this trip to Haizhou was just a simple errand.
Now it looked like she had to put in effort, facing such a stubborn mule.
After all, Ye Mengyun was the Ye Family’s proud daughter; she quickly adjusted her mindset.
She immediately picked up the phone, called the gatekeeper, and instructed them to stop Zhou Yu.
Then, she hurried out.
Zhou Yu and He Xu were walking leisurely toward the exit.
It wasn’t until then that He Xu, still reeling from the shock, quickly grabbed Zhou Yu’s hand and asked,
"Zhou Yu, that’s the position of the Minister of the Shanghai Martial Council!"
"Do you really not care?"
Zhou Yu smiled and replied,
"To say I don’t care would be a lie, but I don’t like being led by the nose."
"Until I understand that old man’s real purpose, I don’t plan to accept."
He Xu faltered in her speech.
Being clever, she immediately understood Zhou Yu’s meaning.
Yet, she still felt regret.
After all, it was the position of the Minister of the Shanghai Martial Council.
If they angered the Ye Family enough for them to replace him, wouldn’t that mean missing everything?
Seeing He Xu’s conflicted expression, Zhou Yu found it quite amusing.
He stretched out his arm around He Xu’s shoulders, his hand naturally and precisely finding its way to her chest.
At the same time, he inadvertently pinched gently.
He Xu, initially immersed in her conflicted emotions, suddenly sensed the movement at her chest. She looked down, and then her face flushed instantly red.
She swiftly slapped Zhou Yu’s hand away while quickly glancing around and realizing no one was nearby. She then turned red-faced and glared at Zhou Yu.
"In public, what... what are you doing?"
Zhou Yu continued cheerily,
"Don’t worry, there’s no one around."
"Is this a matter of whether there are people around or not!"
He Xu, fuming, rushed over to kick Zhou Yu, who agilely dodged.
The two playfully fought and soon arrived at the exit.
Seeing the guard at the door, He Xu immediately composed herself, returning to her well-behaved demeanor as she followed beside Zhou Yu.
Just as they were about to leave, the guard hurried over.
"Mr. Zhou, sorry, could you please wait here for a moment?"
Zhou Yu asked in confusion.
"Miss Ye needs to speak with you."
"What does this woman want now?"
Zhou Yu wondered aloud.
"Didn’t we just finish talking?"
Just then, Ye Mengyun came out.
She approached Zhou Yu, first glanced at He Xu, then turned to Zhou Yu.
"You, not only are you reckless but also incredibly bold," she said.
"Under broad daylight, you dare to do anything!"
Upon hearing this, He Xu’s face turned bright red, clearly, Ye Mengyun had seen the earlier scene. He Xu blushed, glared at Zhou Yu, and then shifted aside.
Zhou Yu touched his nose somewhat awkwardly; he hadn’t seen anyone just now.
This woman was really something.
"So, why are you stopping me? Is there something else?"
Ye Mengyun took a deep breath and said,
"Because of you, Red Leaf Villa’s vice president is gone."
"And you’re just leaving?"
Zhou Yu was taken aback, not expecting Ye Mengyun to suddenly say that.
"Your vice president is gone, what does that have to do with me?"
Ye Mengyun replied calmly,
"I’m currently missing a vice president, and there’s no suitable person available."
Zhou Yu raised an eyebrow.
"You’re not thinking about having me fill that position, are you? Sorry, I’m not available!"
What was she thinking!!!
This woman must be crazy!!!
"Hmph, I wouldn’t want you even if you offered," she retorted.
With that, Ye Mengyun pointed at He Xu.