In Jinxiu Community, an old man in his sixties in Tang suit slowly walked on the corridor of the community accompanied by Huang Youlong and Xiaoyanzi.

The old man's hair was gray and thin, and he looked quite serious with his national character face. When they walked to a villa, the old man turned around and asked, "Youlong... Is this the home of Yan Zi's best friend?"

"Yes, dad!" Huang Youlong answered respectfully.

It turned out that the old man was Huang Youlong's father, Huang Tianfang, who was then the vice chairman of Singapore Xinlong Group.

Huang Tianfang pointed to the door: "Okay, Youlong, go and ring the doorbell."

"Dad, I'll do it." Xiaoyanzi, who was standing beside him, hurried forward and prepared to ring the doorbell for her husband.

Logically speaking, Xiaoyanzi said this, Huang Tianfang should have given his daughter-in-law a face no matter how he did, but he shook his head and insisted: "No... Youlong, go in person!"

"yes!"

Xiaoyanzi glanced at her husband helplessly and stopped.

Huang Youlong did not dare to disobey his father's words, so he took two steps forward and rang the doorbell. Unexpectedly, before he could reach the door, the door was opened. Yang Feng, Yan Danchen and Xu Ziqing walked out together and said to the three people with a smile: "Welcome to Mr. Huang's family. We have missed the welcome. I hope Mr. Huang will forgive me!"

Huang Tianfang looked at Yang Feng and bowed to him with a solemn expression: "I, Huang Tianfang, the New Dragon Group, brings his dog son Huang Youlong, and his daughter-in-law Zhao Wei, who is prone to visit him. I hope Mr. Huang will not be disgusted."

Seeing Huang Tianfang's movements, Yang Feng's expression became a little strange. He quickly stood up straight, with his upper body upright, his left hand in front, his right hand clenched his fist behind, and his hands hugged his chest with both hands, his expression solemnly and solemnly shook for two or three times before he said, "Mr. Huang is so polite. You are a rare distinguished guest. You can't even invite him. How could you be surprised?"

Seeing Yang Feng's actions, Huang Tianfang's eyes lit up and he praised: "It's been a long time since I saw such a standard "cheering" ceremony. Mr. Yang is really a knowledgeable and talented person."

Faced with Huang Tianfang's praise, Yang Feng smiled faintly and said nothing.

The etiquette of giving up was very common in ancient times, but no one paid attention to it in modern times. Ordinary modern people may never give up on the rituals in their lives. If they don’t know how to give up, not only will they make jokes, but if you make mistakes, it is very likely that they will make jokes, and even make both sides rebel.

In many costume TV series, the actors are very casual when they bow down, and they all have all postures, which look loose and ugly.

Little do we know that there are many rules when celebrating the ceremony.

When performing a ritual, hold your hands together in front of your chest. In modern times, you usually hold your fist inside and your left hand outside. If you give a ritual for funeral, it is the opposite.

The ancient bowing ceremony was different. It was also divided into "flat bow", "bottom bow", "bowing bow", "bowing bow", etc., which were quite complicated, so I won't introduce it one by one here.

Therefore, Huang Tianfang was quite surprised when he saw that Yang Feng was actually a standard ancient bowing ceremony. He could see that Yang Feng was very smooth and natural when he bowed, and he did not go through his brain. Instead, he made this action without thinking through his muscle memory. It was obvious that he often did this bowing ceremony, which was rare.

Yang Feng waved his hand: "Mr. Huang...please..."

"please……"

The group entered the living room and sat in it. Yang Feng asked Huang Tianfang to sit in the middle of the sofa. Huang Youlong and Xiaoyanzi sat on both sides. He himself sat down on the sofa opposite him. Then he smiled and said, "I have heard of Mr. Huang's name for a long time, but I didn't expect that Mr. Huang would actually visit the humble house in person today. The boy was overjoyed."

"Puchi..."

A chuckle came from the side, and everyone turned around and saw that it was a little girl in a pink princess dress giggling with great pleasure.

She ran towards Yang Feng with a smile and threw herself into Yang Feng's arms: "Dad, it's so interesting to talk to this old man. Why do you say so much like those long-haired uncles and aunts on TV?"

This girl is nothing else, she is Yang Xiaoyu, the daughter of Yang Feng and Xu Ziqing.

Now, she is two and a half years old and has a very cute appearance, which makes Huang Tian like her for the first time when she saw her.

Yang Feng smiled slightly: "Mr. Huang, don't blame me. This is the first time I saw the old man. If there is any rudeness in his words, I hope the old man will forgive me."

Huang Tianfang, who is already in his prime, wouldn't he beg a little girl? He laughed, "I'm old and I'm actually teased by a little girl. Forget it, if we continue to be so gentle, let alone the little girl, even the girls next to us can't stand it."

After saying that, he said seriously: "Mr. Yang, the old man came here this time to express his gratitude to you on behalf of our Huang family. If it weren't for your timely help last time, our friend Long might have suffered a great loss."

At this time, Xu Ziqi walked in with a tray, took out a teapot and several tea cups, poured tea for the group, and then carried her daughter out of Yang Feng's arms.

Yang Feng waved his hand, "Mr. Yang, you are polite. Yanzi and our Danchen are the best close friends. Mr. Huang and I hit it off at first sight. Since our friends are in trouble, how could we stand by and watch?

You came here in person with a small matter, which really makes us younger generations ashamed. In theory, Danchen and I should have visited you no matter what," he said.

"Hahaha……"

Huang Tianfang laughed, looked at Yang Feng's expression full of admiration, turned around and looked at Huang Youlong, and after a long time he sighed, "If Youlong has half of Mr. Yang's talent, I can hand over the business at home to him with confidence."

Huang Youlong, who was standing beside him, looked helpless. His old man was too embarrassed. No matter how unbearable I wouldn't be even half as good as this guy.

Huang Tian looked at his son and then sighed: "Last time Yan Zi told me that Youlong was going to Ukraine to do food business, I felt something was wrong. Ukraine is too far away from us, and we have no relationship there. But he still wanted to go to the wrong place. It would be strange if he didn't suffer any losses.

Something happened later. If it weren't for Mr. Yang's actions, his achievements in this life would have ended."

Huang Youlong said unconvincedly: "Dad... Since you think something is wrong, why didn't you stop me at that time?"

Huang Tianfang said, "There are some things you have never suffered, and you will never remember. I am still here and may help you, but what if I am away from you later? So instead of making trouble in the future, it is better to let you spend money to learn a lesson while I can still help you with the bottom line."

"dad……"
Chapter completed!