Chapter 396 The World Is Beautiful As Long As You Wish It
Chapter 396 The world is a beautiful place, as long as you are willing to believe that the plane taxied to the runway, like a gull flying over the sea, soaring into the sky.
Misty white smoke shuttled between the blue sky and white clouds, and the plane gradually moved away and disappeared into the clouds.
Chie Kurihara left and took the return flight to her hometown, but her heart stayed in Tianjing and in Ye Feng's heart.
There was another brief two-hour transit stop, and they were at the express hotel next to Tianjing Airport. The two of them raced against time to express their feelings to each other, using intense body language to convey their thoughts and love.
After watching the plane go away, Ye Feng just left the terminal and walked slowly towards the parking lot.
"Ye Feng." Following a shout, a black Mercedes-Benz drove into the parking lot.
Ye Feng stopped and turned around to look at the Mercedes-Benz. He saw two people sitting in the car. The driver was Duan Xiaotian, whom he had not seen for a long time, and a sexy woman in sexy clothes was sitting next to him.
Duan Xiaotian hurriedly got out of the car and gave Ye Feng an apologetic smile. "Can we have a chat?"
Compared with Wang Huairang and others who were full of evil, Duan Xiaotian, the young master, was much more complicated. Ye Feng had no objection to him, but he felt very strongly in his heart that this person was not a friend.
"No problem, I just saw off my friend, there's nothing important to do now." Ye Feng laughed, and then looked at the charming woman in the carriage. "Master Duan is sending his girlfriend off to the plane."
"I'm here to pick someone up." Duan Xiaotian took out a cigarette from his pocket and continued. "It's still early, enough for us to have a good chat."
After taking the cigarette from Duan Xiaotian, Ye Feng followed Duan Xiaotian to the side.
"Ye Feng, how are you doing lately? Are you okay?"
Ye Feng blew out a smoke ring and said bluntly, "Are you asking about the Holy Cross Society?"
"Well...actually, I have always wanted to be friends with you. But, there have been too many misunderstandings between us."
Duan Xiaotian sighed and said with emotion. "This world is so small. It has come a long way, and the two of us came together again because of the Holy Cross Society."
The Duan family is a partner of the Holy Cross Society in China. Although this partner was not contacted by Ye Feng through matchmaking, the Duan family is a partner of the Holy Cross Society after all, and Ye Feng is now the president of the Holy Cross Society.
Gratitudes and resentments are so entangled that they cannot be explained clearly.
Ye Feng's mood was very complicated. He took a few puffs of cigarette and felt a glimmer of hope in his heart.
"The Holy Cross is currently in peace negotiations with the Holy See of Milan, and I have decided to bring them back to orthodoxy."
During the peace talks, Duan Xiaotian was stunned.
When he learned that Ye Feng had become the new president of the Holy Cross Society, he had made various assumptions in his mind, but he had never thought of this situation. Carrying out peace talks meant that Ye Feng chose to give up the huge opportunity at his fingertips.
Power. Such a choice is simply a fantasy for Duan Xiaotian, who has had the aura of privilege since he was a child.
The deal is done, Duan Xiaotian's head is pounding.
Now the Duan family has been forced to the edge of the cliff, with no way out.
The Holy Cross can negotiate peace, and they do have the capital to negotiate.
But the Duan family couldn't stop. From the day they chose to cooperate with the Holy Cross Society, they put a stain on themselves. This stain was like a heavy shackles, forcing them to live
In the shadows.
Only victory, only control of supreme power, can this stain be completely washed away, and the Duan family can be brought to the forefront in an upright and open manner.
"Mr. Duan, your Duan family is a partner of the Holy Cross Society, and I don't want to watch you go to destruction. Listen to my advice, it's not too late to change your ways now."
Duan Xiaotian was dumbfounded and let the soot fly down, covering his clothes.
Duan Xiaotian didn't hear a word of Ye Feng's words. Even if he listened attentively, so what.
There is no problem in confessing their mistakes to the Chinese government, but who can give them a chance to change their ways?
Officialdom is like a battlefield, with intrigues, overt and covert fights, and all kinds of tricks. Once someone grabs your pigtails, you will be quickly knocked to the ground, or even the wall will be knocked down by others, and you will fall into the abyss forever and never recover.
Having said that, Ye Feng had no intention of continuing the conversation.
"I hope you will remember my advice."
Ye Feng patted Duan Xiaotian on the shoulder, turned around and drove away.
Duan Xiaotian was stunned outside, like a clay or wood sculpture. Weiwei, who was sitting in the car, was a little impatient.
Wearing ten centimeter high stiletto heels, Weiwei twisted her hips and walked up to Duan Xiaotian.
"Mr. Duan, what's wrong with you? Do we still need to pick someone up?"
Weiwei's cooing voice immediately woke up Duan Xiaotian.
The future is slim, and the only way to survive is to give it a try.
"Of course I have to pick it up, it's still early."
Duan Xiaotian threw away the long-burned cigarette butt and regained his elegant and noble demeanor.
"Who the hell is he? He insists on dragging me along in this cold weather."
"It's a Vietnamese friend."
Duan Xiaotian's eyes flashed with brilliance, a smile spread across his face, and he laughed without any scruples.
"It turns out he's just a Vietnamese. I thought he was some young master. If I had known, I wouldn't have come."
Weiwei curled her lips, wrapped her camel hair shawl tightly, turned around and walked towards the Mercedes-Benz.
The beauty's sarcasm made Duan Xiaotian a little uneasy.
Turning around slowly, Duan Xiaotian glared at Weiwei fiercely.
Damn it, you bastard, I mentioned Wang Huairang to you a few days ago, and you thought you were the young lady of the Wang family. Damn it, you are really against me. You dare to show off to me. You don't even look in the mirror.
Look at yourself, you are so coquettish and you look like a vixen. You still want to marry into a rich family. I think you should give up this idea as soon as possible.
"Weiwei, Mr. Wang is having a heated relationship with a female star in Xiangjiang recently. I don't think I have time to find you."
"Ah." Weiwei's little hand that had just reached out to the car door stopped. "Mr. Duan, you didn't lie to me."
"Oh, when have I ever lied to you?"
Weiwei frowned, her charming face full of grievances and confusion.
Duan Xiaotian was secretly proud of himself, shrugged his shoulders, and said nonchalantly. "It's not like you don't know Mr. Wang's temper. He always plays with women for three minutes, and then throws them away when he's tired of playing with them. I've never seen him be devoted to anyone."
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"Master Duan."
With a cooing moan, Weiwei suddenly turned around and threw herself into Duan Xiaotian's arms.
Weiwei smiled as brightly as a flower, straightened out her proud breasts, and rubbed hard against Duan Xiaotian's chest.
"Mr. Duan, Weiwei will follow you from now on, okay?"
As expected, the bitch is ruthless, and she can fall out faster than taking off her pants. Duan Xiaotian cursed in his heart, but a pair of big hands quietly climbed up Weiwei's buttocks.
Feeling the soft elasticity on the beauty's pink buttocks, Duan Xiaotian couldn't help but feel excited.
"Mr. Duan is affectionate and righteous, and he is the best good man in the world. Hehe, Weiwei has long liked Mr. Duan in her heart."
Although this was just Weiwei's flattery, it had a different taste in Duan Xiaotian's ears.
In recent days, all Duan Xiaotian has heard is negative news, and his former friends have left him one after another. Now that he has finally received praise, Duan Xiaotian feels his confidence doubled.
"Weiwei, why are you following me?"
"Don't Mr. Duan want Weiwei?"
Weiwei pursed her red lips and kissed Duan Xiaotian on the face.
Duan Xiaotian laughed and stared at Weiwei's sexy red lips again and again.
"Compared to the black fungus below you, I want your cherry mouth more." Duan Xiaotian laughed and reached out to caress Weiwei's red lips. "The mouth is nice, the red lips are plump, and the tongue is smooth.
Hehe, I guess it’s a lot of fun to play.”
"Mr. Duan, you are so annoying."
Weiwei gently pushed Duan Xiaotian's big hand away, snuggled into Duan Xiaotian's arms, and kept coquettishly.
"It's not black fungus, it's still pink there."
"Pink fungus, that's a good feeling. I will enjoy your pink fungus tonight."
Duan Xiaotian laughed loudly and pinched Weiwei's butt hard.
"Okay, dear Pink Fungus, let's go to the terminal to greet the distinguished guest. I want to discuss a big event with this distinguished guest, an earth-shattering event."
"Mr. Duan, what is the big deal?"
"This is a big deal, hey, it's about how to play pink fungus."
"I hate it, I won't let you play."
"You are not allowed to play with pink fungus, then I will play with your cherry mouth."
"I hate it, Mr. Duan, you are so bad."
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Reading a good book is like talking to a noble person.
The book contains a boundless world, and the touch of sunshine in the book adds a little purity to life.
In the conference room on the fifth floor of Tianjing University Cultural and Sports Activity Center, the "Campus Reading Club" organized by the Women's Federation is going on.
As an honorary member of the Girls' Federation, Ye Feng was also invited to attend.
The spacious conference room was crowded, and every desk and in front of every participant was filled with books.
Brand new books, books exuding the fragrance of ink.
"Time flies, and we live a busy life every day. Some people are full of hope, while others are always living in confusion. How to return to tranquility, find the lost self, and make life full of fun. These are
The problems this book club activity aims to solve.”
On the rostrum, Du Juan, the president of the Women's Federation, spoke eloquently and made the opening remarks with great emotion.
"Finally, I have a small suggestion. Classmates, let us extend our palms and applaud that good man far away in Ireland. It is Mr. Bert's generous support that enables us to hold this reading club as scheduled.
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There was thunderous applause, and Ye Feng also clapped.
On the evening of December 31, which was the last day before the New Year, the Girls Association still had not found a book sponsor. Just when they were meeting to discuss whether to cancel the book club activities, the postman delivered a package.
This is an express delivery from Ireland, and the recipient's name is Ye Linlin.
When Ye Linlin opened the package in confusion, she was surprised to find that there was actually a remittance slip inside.
I am an Irish Chinese, I like reading and learning.
I wish Tianda University's "Campus Reading Club" event to go smoothly. Bert Ye Linlin was ecstatic, and the Women's Association was delighted, which led to this unprecedented grand reading event three days later.
There was a faint smile on the corner of Ye Feng's mouth, because he knew this Mr. Bert, he was Bert.
Ye Linlin, who is sitting next to Ye Feng, has been looking much better recently. Perhaps she suddenly received help from kind-hearted people in the distance, and this little girl who suffered a sudden disaster gradually came out of the shadows.
"Brother." Ye Linlin leaned next to Ye Feng and whispered softly. "I always feel that Mr. Bert seems to know us, otherwise how would he know that we are going to hold a book club activity."
A smile spread across his face, and Ye Feng smiled extremely brightly.
"The world is a beautiful place, as long as you are willing to believe it."