While Ye Tian was listening to Mo Yang's story, a wealthy middle-aged man at No. 888 Xijiao Villa was waiting for something anxiously.
Although he looks a little swollen and fat, his hair can be described as jet black, much darker than ordinary people's, probably dyed. Looking down, his eyes are not small at first, but they are squeezed into shape by the flesh on his face.
There is a slit in his eyes, instead of the set of sword-shaped eyebrows. Many times people ignore his eyes. If you look carefully, you will see that his squinted eyes are full of light, and his chin seems to be boneless.
Hold it loosely on your neck.
Wearing a wide Tang suit on his body, he looked like an ancient landowner and rich man. He wore several jade rings on his thick fingers. They were all rare treasures. One of his rings was worth the price of a small company.
, such a person, on the surface, is definitely a miser, but what he does is exactly the opposite. No one in the capital and even in every place in China does not know about his charity work of Ximen Chong, as far as the poverty-stricken areas in northwest China are concerned, he donated
There are tens of thousands of schools, countless orphanages, nursing homes and medical and health care homes. It seems that the family has a great business and a flawless scenery, and indeed he has achieved this.
But he is worried about one thing at the moment, that is, his son Ximending has never been able to do anything serious and only knows how to waste money. If that is all, then he has nothing to worry about. In his life, he will have other things to do.
It is possible without that, but money, not to mention one ximenti, even a hundred simentations is enough to squander, but what worries him is that his son, like most rich second-generation officials and second-generation officials, likes to be in the circle
He has made a name for himself in the city and likes to show off his authority. He is really not afraid of it in other places, but in the capital, he cannot guarantee it. After all, the capital is a place where high-ranking officials gather. Once he offends those who should not be offended, even if
He has countless assets, but he will be left with nothing.
At this moment, the ancient European clock on the wall was already ringing eleven o'clock. He was a little impatient. All the troubles in the capital happened when he went to nightclubs at night. He was worried. He was such a son. If
If anything happens, what use will he have for the money?
"Brother Chong, don't be anxious. I believe Ting'er will be sensible. I haven't seen him get into any trouble in the capital for so many years. You should go to bed early. You will go to Paris to attend an international conference at nine o'clock tomorrow morning!" I don't know!
When did a beautiful woman appear next to me, she looked definitely no more than thirty years old, and with her elegant and luxurious dress, it was impossible to accurately judge her true age.
"Xia, why don't you sleep? You're not a nervous brat. You slept there before he came back in the past few years. I'm going to teach him a lesson when this brat comes back tonight. The capital has been very troubled recently.
, the circle he hangs in will get involved if he's not careful!" Ximen Chong said slightly worriedly. He had some connections in the capital, but the things he mentioned were beyond his reach, especially the giant family.
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"Dad, I'm back!" While Siya was still looking around, their concerned voices came from outside the door. The couple's hearts suddenly felt at ease. As they get older, money and power are no longer so important, especially
By the time Ximen Chong was reached, he had everything he needed, including wealth, beautiful women, and a baby son, so what he cared about most now was family ties and family, unlike those second-rate businessmen.
"You still know how to come back, come here!" Ximenting felt something was wrong as soon as he walked in. His father was actually waiting for him in the living room. In the past, if his father was at home, he would just poke his head in the study to look at him. He was the only one.
My mother, Siya, was chatting there for a long time, and sure enough, a storm came.
"Oh!" Ximending carefully moved his head towards his father with his head drooped.
"Tell me, what have you been doing today?" Ximen Chong decided to show his precious son some color.
"I went to dinner today, and by the way, I made a friend!" Speaking of this, Ximenting was a little excited. After all, not just anyone can be friends with the future head of the Ye family.
"Friends? You didn't make many friends that day, but look, what do your friends do when they're hanging around, eating and drinking? You're already twenty, and you still don't know how to do anything. How can I be so big?
Are you going to donate it to charity funds from now on?" Old Ximen was really angry today.
"..." Ximending didn't expect his father to be so excited tonight. He kept rolling his eyes at his mother, hoping to get some hints, but his mother also shook her head.
"Can't you tell what time it is in the capital now? Are your brains funny? Once you get involved in the affairs of those big families, even if it involves our Ximen family, you will shed a layer of your skin. You said you
You are such an old man, but you are still so ignorant. If I hadn't always hated those people who admire foreign things, I would have sent you abroad a long time ago. At least it wouldn't bother me so much!" Old Ximen is not angry, but once he gets angry,
It’s really enough for Ximending to drink a pot.
"Oh, by the way, I didn't hear you driving here. Where is your car?" Seeing that Old Ximen was about to storm off, Siya quickly changed the subject. She knew that if Old Ximen stormed off, her precious son would suffer.
She couldn't bear the pain of flesh and blood.
"I gave it to the friends I made today!" Ximenting said weakly.
"Prodigal!" Lao Ximen kicked him, and Ximenting almost staggered from the kick.
"Tell me, who did you give it to? I ordered this car for you from the UK last week, and you just gave it away so casually. Those millions are not money?" When Lao Ximen heard about this car, he was attracted by it again.
The prodigal son was given away, so he couldn't help but kick him again.
"I gave it to Ye Tian, the heir of the Ye family!"
It won't matter if you kick a few feet. Tomorrow, brother, you can sing songs and harm good women. You, the old man, have nothing to do with me now that you are out for a meeting.
"What nonsense are you talking about? Who did you give it to?" When Old Ximen heard that he had given it to Ye Tian, it was impossible. He had already investigated Ye Tian's behavior and it was impossible to accept things from others casually.
, otherwise he would have already taken over the Ye family's property at this time, and this prodigal son was fooling people again, and gave it to that little girl again without knowing it.
"No matter how loud you are, you should still give it to Ye Tian. We had dinner together in Quanjude tonight. He happened to be here by taxi, so I gave it to him. He didn't refuse and just gave it to me!"
He is afraid of his old age, and now he is dealing with it just for the sake of face and respect. If the other second-generation ancestors had taken over for his father.
"Really?" Lao Ximen was instantly excited.
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