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Chapter 333 Uncle's family...

Next to the middle-aged woman dressed maturely and sexy, Zhang Youbin could no longer see any familiar look on her face. She grabbed Zhang Youbin's shoulders and asked excitedly: "Jingjing, are you really back?! Do you still remember?

Remember your aunt?! Your aunt hugged you when you were little..."

As the mature woman spoke, she almost shed tears. For some reason, Zhang Youbin always felt that this aunt was fake, so fake that it made people feel a little uncomfortable.

Zhang Youbin smiled slightly and said respectfully: "Hello, aunt."

"Quiet!" Grandpa said that his grandson Tang Jiajun was a cynical second-generation ancestor, but from the outside it was not obvious that his cousin looked dignified and was definitely a talented person.

Zhang Youbin shook hands with him, smiled and greeted: "Cousin."

"Good boy! You are really not simple. It has been so many years since you came back. Everyone in your family misses you so much." Tang Jiajun smiled and looked very approachable. Not only that, he also gave people a very stable and comfortable look.

Feeling, but Zhang Youbin understands one thing best. If you want to live longer, you should never judge a person by his appearance, because maybe those innocent children at the age of 7 or 8 may suddenly change from

He took out a gun from his pocket and shot anyone without hesitation, including Zhang Youbin himself.

"Mom and Dad, it's quite cold here. Let's go back quickly. The servants at home have prepared meals. We will eat at home at noon. The cocktail party in the evening is also ready." Zhang Youbin's aunt enthusiastically climbed onto her grandma's side.

Arm, said with concern.

Tang Ze said: "Jingjing, let's go home first. These are people from the company. I will introduce them to you one by one in the evening."

"Okay." Zhang Youbin nodded.

Tomson Yipin once broke the record for the highest price per square meter of villas in Zhonghai City. The price of 83,31 square meters can be regarded as the highest price for commercial housing in Zhonghai. Tang Ze has a villa here, but he does not often visit it.

Living here, and rarely even coming here, are Zhang Youbin's uncle's family.

The luxurious motorcade drove all the way from the airport to Tang Ze's home. Compared with Zhang Jiadong's residence, this villa was simply heaven and earth. The interior decoration was also extremely luxurious. Zhang Youbin even wondered what the point of being so well-decorated was.

I feel uncomfortable wherever I sit.

Although the decoration is very luxurious, in Zhang Youbin's eyes, it seems a bit nondescript. The decorator of the house seems to only use whatever is expensive and luxurious, so it has formed this hodgepodge of various cultural elements.

Tang Ze said to Zhang Youbin: "This is where your uncle's family lives. I rarely come here. In fact, I have not had a fixed residence these years. I have always been running around the world with your grandmother. Traveling,

Just think of it as a way to relax."

Zhang Youbin nodded and said with a smile: "I have heard that when I was under Fourth Master Qiao's management, Gu Hai even talked about your current life in front of me."

"Gu Hai?" Tang Ze asked in surprise, "Have you seen that old guy?"

Zhang Youbin nodded and said, "I've seen him before. He is a platinum member of the Fourth Master Club."

Tang Ze cursed angrily: "This old bastard, why didn't he tell me when he saw you?"

Zhang Youbin shrugged and said with a smile: "He didn't recognize me at first."

"Oh..." Tang Ze nodded slightly and said, "This old guy really doesn't have enough brain!"

The grandma on the side said dissatisfiedly: "How can you say that to Lao Gu? I didn't recruit you."

"Hmph!" Tang Ze complained: "That old guy, hasn't he seen Ling Wei? Jingjing looks so similar to Ling Wei, he didn't even remember it. If he had told me earlier, Jingjing would still be useful

Do you have to suffer so much?"

"Uh..." Zhang Youbin smiled helplessly: "Grandpa, please don't blame him. He thought I looked familiar at first, but he was fooled by me. Otherwise, he would definitely remember me."

At this time, Zhang Youbin's aunt brought a large fruit basket and placed it on the coffee table in the living room. She said enthusiastically: "Mom, Dad, be quiet. Eat some fruit!"

Zhang Youbin smiled at her and said, "Thank you, aunt."

The pretentious woman continued to use her poor acting skills and smiled at Zhang Youbin: "Why are you so polite? We are all a family!"

Zhang Youbin said in his heart: "If you really treat us as a family, maybe now I won't have to sit here because of your eating and drinking."

Zhang Youbin's form did not look cool at all. Tang Jiajun sat down directly in front of Zhang Youbin, put his arm on Zhang Youbin's shoulder, and said with a smile: "Jingjing, you stinky boy has been running around for so many years and you don't know why."

Come back?! Do you know, cousin, how many days did I cry because of you and my aunt and uncle?"

"Thank you for your concern, cousin." Zhang Youbin smiled gratefully. No matter how he viewed himself now, he had indeed been very kind to him in the past. After all, there was a blood relationship there, and blood was thicker than water after all.

Zhang Youbin had a really good relationship with his cousin when he was young. He was two years older than him and he often took her to play with him. Zhang Youbin vaguely remembered that he took very good care of him when he was young. Whenever he was bullied, he would always ignore him.

Stand up for Zhang Youbin in every way.

"Grandpa." Tang Jiajun looked at Tang Ze and said with a smile: "Why do you think Jingjing has become so angry when he came back this time? I remember that he was never polite to me when he was young. I haven't had any good things.

I had time to tell him to give it to him, but he took it away himself. Now I say a few words of concern, and he even says thank you to me..."

"Jiajun." Tang Ze looked at Zhang Youbin and said with a smile: "Jingjing has been away for so long after all. After so many years away from home, there will always be some changes. How can it be the same as when I was a child."

Tang Jiajun hugged Zhang Youbin tighter, tried Zhang Youbin's muscles, and said with a surprised smile: "Young man, you are really good. When you were young, you were as skinny as a monkey, but now you are so strong."

Zhang Youbin smiled and said: "You have trained over the years. You were quite strong when you were a child. Why are you so thin now?"

"Hi..." Tang Jiajun laughed nonchalantly and said: "I'm a lazy person. What bothers me the most is exercise. I don't want to walk for distances longer than two hundred meters. It was fine when I was in junior high school. It was still five thousand meters at that time.

As for the young man who is a long-distance runner, he has not exercised much over the years and has become rusty."

The phone rang for a while. Tang Jiajun was obviously unhappy with the call. He took out his cell phone, took a look at it, put it to his ear and asked in a strong tone: "I said, are you bothered?!"

Zhang Youbin was right next to him, and he could hear the voice of a young woman on the phone. Her voice was very coquettish, and she said to him coquettishly: "You haven't come to see me for so many days. What on earth have you been doing?"

"Well..." Tang Jiajun exhaled extremely impatiently and said into the phone: "I don't have time to talk to you now. My cousin has just returned from home after so many years. If you have anything to do, we can wait until later, OK?"

"You do this every time...do you really not want me anymore?" the woman on the phone said bitterly.

"I said..." Tang Jiajun said with amusement: "We are just ordinary friends. Can you stop saying it so ambiguously? As if I am someone else."

"You..." The woman on the phone was a little angry and asked, "Then what did you tell me before?"

"What was before! How could there be such a thing before?!" Tang Jiajun said impatiently: "I have something to do now, I will talk to you later." After saying that, Tang Jiajun hung up the phone.

Tang Ze shook his head helplessly. Since Tang Jiajun graduated from high school until now, except for having dated countless women, he really has no achievements to speak of.

"Your girlfriend?" Zhang Youbin asked.

Tang Jiajun put the phone back into his pocket, hugged Zhang Youbin and said with a smile: "What kind of girlfriend is a friend? She is just an ordinary friend. Such women are the most annoying." Then, Tang Jiajun curiously asked Zhang Youbin: "Jingjing, we are talking about a girlfriend.

No?"

Zhang Youbin shook his head and said, "Not yet."

"Don't worry!" Tang Jiajun patted his chest and promised: "In the future, my cousin will introduce you to some beauties. You must know that Zhonghai is a material city. If those women know your identity, they will not cry and shout.

I want to be your girlfriend!”

After Tang Jiajun finished speaking, he paused, looked Zhang Youbin up and down, and said with a smile: "Your boy is even more handsome than my uncle when he was young. The beauty was immediately dumbfounded when she saw you. With your appearance, why don't you get a car as soon as possible?"

A luxury car worth more than five million yuan will drive up to any bar, and you can take away whoever you want among the beautiful girls inside."

"Jiajun! What are you talking about!" Tang Ze scolded and said helplessly: "Jiajun, please don't lead Jingjing to learn bad things. Don't behave like you. Women come to your door all day long.

Looking for you."

Zhang Youbin's grandmother also nodded and said: "Yes, Jiajun, you are already so old, so stop being so playful and find a better girl to marry!"

"Oh grandma..." Tang Jiajun said begging for mercy: "I'm not even 27 yet, why are you getting married? You don't understand today's society. Girls are like banknotes on the ground. If you don't pick them up when you see them when you pass by, you'll have to go back later.

It must have been picked up by someone. I am just like my grandfather who worked hard to make money. Only after seeing more can I know which one is suitable for me."

"I'm worried about you..." Zhang Youbin's grandmother said helplessly: "You have been picking up money all over the floor since you were 20 years old. Now you have picked up so much money that you can't throw it away. When are you going to pick it up?"

?”

"Grandma, I'm begging you..." Tang Jiajun quickly made a stop gesture and said with a smile: "Let's change the topic. What are Jingjing planning to do when she comes back this time?"


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