Jin Yuxing pondered for a moment and said, "Okay, I'll report it when I come back: Anyway, things are not urgent!"
"Okay, let's not talk about it anymore. I'm going to have a meeting soon..." Jin Huang said, "When you come back, I'll cook myself and make something delicious for you."
"You!? Stop teasing, let's go to the restaurant!" Yu Xing said.
Jin Huang laughed and scolded, "Okay, a little brat, dare you look down on you... If you come back and see me, I won't deal with you..."
After joking a few more words, the father and son closed the line.
After calling, Yu Xing, who had not slept soundly for more than ten days, lying down and squinted.
When he woke up, it was already past four o'clock in the afternoon, and the phone on the chuáng's headstand was ringing wildly.
"Hey, who do you want?"
"Boss, it's me, Shao Kang!", "Whistle!? Why did you arrive so soon? Didn't you still be in Jinan before?"
"I took the plane here, Boss, where are you?"
"What kind of resort has been attached to Haiyang City?"
"It's Haiyang Resort, right? OK, I understand." Buya said, "Boss, wait for me to come and invite you to dinner soon!" After that, he hung up the phone in a hurry.
Yu Xing smiled and shook his head, put away his phone, started unloading, taking a shower, and changing clothes.
After everything was done, Yu Xing came to the hotel lobby and asked for a cup of milk tea in the side hall. While listening to the news on TV, he was waiting for Shao Kang's arrival. "Now, there was almost a male boss with a nouveau riche temperament.
He was sitting there drinking coffee, while he was still typing on something.
At this time, there was still a verbal fight about the plane crashing more than ten days ago on TV.
China and Russia are having the most serious fight. They have already found conclusive evidence to prove that the passenger plane was shot down by missiles launched by the Mid-based military base. Both the 15-Ming Chinese and 11 Russians were killed in this incident.
The top leaders of the two nuclear powers felt that it was necessary to seek justice for the people. Besides, the Americans slapped the face in public, so the two countries naturally refused to give up.
However, the US diplomatic spokesperson repeatedly stated that the crash of the airliner was purely a technical accidental shooting, and the US only agreed to compensate a small amount of pensions." As for the others, it said that it was powerless.
Such diplomatic rhetoric made Yu Xing laugh coldly.
The United States is completely openly acting like a scoundrel, but who can do anything to him?
In addition to these three countries, the other countries are also divided into two distinct factions, and they are endlessly arguing. On one side is a country where citizens have died in the air crash, and on the other side is a carriage that shook the flag for the United States.
Yu Xing wanted to vomit when he saw the hypocritical faces of various countries, but this was a fight between gods, so how could he control him?
Yu Xing was depressed when suddenly a gust of fragrant wind blew by, and the strong smell of perfume made him sneeze unconsciously.
When I looked up, I saw a dressed up style, and the charming psbishan shouted straight to the nouveau riche.
When I got to the man, O'clock lowered his voice and said mysteriously: "Oh, Mr. Huang, it's been a long time since I'm pregnant last time." The two of them were not far from Yuxing
With Yu Xing's ear power, it is absolutely easy to hear what he says.
Mr. Huang ignored ol, continued to stare, then smiled faintly, and said, "I've been ligated long ago."
When Yu Xing heard this, he wanted to laugh, but at least he could hold it back, because he felt that he was afraid that there would be some more details.
Sure enough, ol was stunned for a moment and smiled charmingly, "Oh, look at what you said, I'm joking with you!"
Mr. Huang looked up at O, sipped his coffee, and said, "So too!"
This answer made Yu Xing who eavesdropped on the eavesdropping, and secretly called out that Mr. Huang seemed vulgar, but in fact he was extremely experienced. He didn't panic at all when encountering such a thing. He let the bullets fly for a while.
Just made a move!
At this time, the phone rang. Shao Kang called, Yu Xing picked it up, and after giving him a guide, he continued to watch the ol and Mr. Huang's ears and Mr. Huang's ears with interest.
When she heard O Yiyu begging her to ask Mr. Huang to buy her a car, Shao Kang arrived at the gate, and Shi Yong was also accompanied by Shi Yong.
As soon as he entered the door, Shao Kang shouted loudly: "Boss, you miss me to death!"
Yu Xing nodded slightly to Shi Yong, and then he came to a bear hug with Xie Kang.
Mr. Huang, who was next to him, saw Shao Kang coming in and his eyes turned into a pair of two tubes.
"Mr. Huang, what's wrong?" ol asked stickyly.
Mr. Huang glared at her, pushed her away, walked to Yuxing Shao Kang, bowed slightly, and laughed: "Haha, Mr. Kang, do you still recognize Mr. Huang?"
Seeing the person surnamed Huang so serious, she didn't understand that even Mr. Huang would be so mean and would not be able to seduce her.
"Who are you?"
"I, Huang Long March of the Long March culture!" When he mentioned this, Shao Kang seemed to have such an impression, but he couldn't remember it for a while.
"I am the chairman of Changzheng Cultural Relics Co., Ltd., on the birthday of Mr. Shao, I am like."
"Oh--I remember, you are the Mr. Huang who gave Yan Zhenqing the original work to my grandfather!?" In fact, there are so many people giving gifts, and it is good that Shao Kang can remember a surname.
"Yes, it's just me!" Huang Changzheng nodded tightly, and pointed at Dahan San: "I don't know this person is..."
When asked this question, Mr. Huang also secretly regretted it. Yu Xing was sitting nearby just now, but he didn't even have the intention to make friends.
"This is my boss, Jin Yuxing." Shao Kang introduced arrogantly. In fact, after Shao Kang came back from South Korea, he promoted Yuxing's magical performance in the Korean CSS competition at home, and said it vividly, but was finally heard by Shao Lao.
After entering his ears, he spent some time mocking the bottom of Yuxing: then he found that Yuxing, who was only 18 years old, was still a 2-million-one-year-old. After Shao Kang learned the news, he naturally had a reason to be proud.
Mr. Huang only felt that this was the case with Shao Kang's arrogance. After all, Young Master Kang is the "three generations, so why not be more proud?
Although Yu Xing in front of him had never heard of such a person on the SD ground, just looking at Shao Kang and Shao's bodyguard leader Shi Yong's attitude towards Yu Xing made him wonder.
"Haha, it turns out it's Master Jin, I'm lucky to be happy!"
Yu Xing was a little polite: "Mr. Huang, I have long admired you!"
"Since I have met today, why not let me be the boss and invite Mr. Jin and Mr. Kang to have a meal with the rich man. How about it?" Mr. Huang asked tentatively.
Shao Kang glanced at Yuxing and asked, "Boss, what do you think?"
Seeing Shao Kang sticking in front of Yuxing, Huang Changzheng felt a huge wave in his heart. You know, this young man Kang has a great reputation in the SD world. The person he can treat is definitely not an ordinary person.
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So, Huang Changzheng was more careful when talking to Yu Xing.
"Okay!" Yu Xing nodded, "I just heard that Mr. Huang is a cultural relics industry. I will ask some advice later." "It's easy to say, it's easy to say. As long as it's about cultural relics, Huang knows everything.
All words!" Huang Changzheng nodded and bowed, and made a gesture, "Please!"
Kyoto, the old Yang family house.
Mr. Yang has been dying. As the saying goes, "Fallen Leaves Return to the Roots", he chose to return to his ancestral home and wait quietly for death.
However, Mr. Yang kept holding back and did not die, not because he refused to return, but because he still had something hidden in his heart and was unhappy. Unfortunately, he hoped that the person he was pouring out had not come yet.
I don’t know how long it took, a roar came from outside the door, awakening Mr. Yang from his half-drowning state.
"Old Master Fu Piao is here!"
A strong old man with his hair and beard and his eyes were as lightning as lightning walked into Mr. Yang's bedroom.
"Xiao Yang!"
"Cough! Cough!" Old Yang on chuáng coughed heartily until a trace of blood came out of the corner of his mouth, and then he stopped slightly. His already old face became much more haggard at this time, but his turbid eyes bloomed.
The glory of the light is revealed.
"Fu, Brother Fu... cough... cough..." Old Yang struggled to sit up, but Fu Piao quickly stepped forward to support him, and his eyes moved towards Old Yang's wrinkled face, with pity in his eyes.
"The others...I, I'm late." Can you rest assured..., cough, cough...that's my...those two," I...I..."
The two have been together for decades and know each other well, so even though Mr. Yang didn't finish his words, Fu Piao could still understand Mr. Yang's meaning: He said with great certainty: "Don't worry, I have my protection, as long as I don't act like a man.
jiān, they are fine!"
After hearing Fu Piao's words, Old Yang relaxed, and didn't know where the strength came from, and suddenly said, "Azhi... drag, help your brother out",... kowtow, bow to you, Fu,
Fu Yecha”,…”
Although Mr. Yang's words were intermittent, Yang Zhi, who heard the voices in the small room, quickly helped Yang Hao, who had not recovered, walked out, moved to Fu Piao's side, and both kneeled down.
"Okay, okay... From today on, you two will be my fucking fucking me!" Fu Piao said in a angrily manner.
"Thank you Grandpa!"
"Thank you... Say, ", Master, God!", Listen to Yang Hao's stuttering words, Fu Piao's two sharp white eyebrows frowned. Because Mr. Yang was about to die, he temporarily held back his heart.
Questions.
After receiving Fu Piao's promise, Old Yang no longer had any concerns. A hint of relief appeared on his wrinkled face. His slightly raised head quietly hung down and quietly stopped breathing.
"Where is the master?" Yang Hao and Yang Zhi noticed Mr. Yang, and immediately rushed to tears.
Seeing this, Fu Piao shouted sternly: "Waste, people die like a lamp, and finally a cup of soil. What's there to cry?" The Yang family outside heard the crying and roars, rushed over and cried.
The rich man, the private ranks, only Yu Xing, Shao Kang and Huang Changzheng!
After drinking for three rounds of dishes and five flavors, Yu Xing raised his questions to Mr. Huang.
"Bang!"
A piece of jade as big as a cat's eye was thrown in front of Huang Changzheng, and Yu Xing said, "Mr. Huang, since you are in the cultural relics business, please give it to your palm?"
Originally, if ordinary people made this request, Huang Changzheng would definitely refuse, but now it is different from the past. He wants to curry favor with Mr. Kang, the big tree, and it is really hard to refuse Yuxing's request.@.