Pinghai County, Fishing Bay Island Pier.
At this moment, Ye Yuan had no idea what Li Hui was thinking.
He was warmly receiving Dilai and Amir, who had come to visit the island.
What was rare was that, although the two had brought quite a large security detail with them,
after seeing Ye Yuan,
both their security personnel and interpreters were left aboard the yacht.
Ye Yuan had undergone brain development, after all.
Simple communication in foreign languages was no problem for him whatsoever.
With Ye Yuan around, someone who could communicate in their language,
those interpreters naturally had little to do.
Besides, both Dilai and Amir could speak a few simple phrases in Huaxia.
This was also because, in recent years, Huaxia Nation had developed faster and faster, faintly showing signs of surpassing old America.
After all, as a businessman and a prince,
neither of them could afford not to value the Huaxia market.
That was one of the most valuable things about the two men.
Unlike some Hong Kong Island entertainers.
They ate Huaxia's food yet refused to learn Huaxia's language.
Ye Yuan never spared those people a second glance.
The three chatted and laughed as they got into an electric cart on the island.
Then Ye Yuan personally drove them toward his courtyard home.
As for the batch of Blood-Sweating Horses Dilai had sent over,
Li Hui was naturally tasked with settling them in for the time being.
The three arrived at the reception room in Ye Yuan's home.
It had been newly renovated by Ye Yuan as a place to receive guests.
As Ye Yuan's network of connections gradually expanded,
more and more guests came to Fishing Bay Island.
It would not do to receive everyone in his living room, would it?
So Ye Yuan had