Xiaoyu Liu Kai followed Yang Chen out of the teahouse. Zhang Liang probably felt that it was a bit lonely and cold to drink and eat melon seeds by himself, so he followed him quietly, but he did not bother to show his face to everyone. He glanced at Yang Chen and Wu Jie casually, Dai
Good sunglasses, got into the golden sports car, lowered the window, and said to Xiaoyu Liu Kai: "Xiaoyu, Kaikai, my brothers are leaving first. I'll treat you two to a big dinner another day."
The V12 engine roars.
Supercars fade away.
"She looks very powerful, awesome and arrogant..." Wei Ziwen looked at the sports car going away with a joking smile. He thought back then, when Young Master Wei punished those who pretended to be cool by driving luxury cars, now he is facing this kind of people.
Xiaoxiao Xiaomi, I already have no interest in stepping on it, so I just treat it as a joke.
Twenty years old and frivolous.
I am no longer restless at the age of thirty.
Forty years old, steady and wise.
The normal transformation process of men.
The gang of young men headed by Wu Jie, no matter how naughty and domineering they were in their youth, are now in their thirties, taking care of the family, and with the guidance of their ancestors and fathers, they will not cause trouble as easily as they did in the past.
"That girl is so awesome, how could I not recognize you, Madman Wei." Tian Li laughed and teased Wei Ziwen. In the past few years, in their small circle, Wu Jie was the most skilled, Tian Li had the most ideas, and Wei Ziwen was the most domineering, sometimes to the point of being domineering.
As a result, he was nicknamed madman.
"You call me crazy again, or I'll tell Yang Zi all your embarrassing things." Wei Ziwen didn't like the nickname "madman". As he grew older, he often thought about the crazy things he did and the ridiculous things he did.
The misfortune will always give rise to the embarrassment of being ashamed of oneself.
"Okay, let's talk nonsense again when we get there."
Wu Jie interrupted the two of them, handed a special cigarette to Yang Chen who was smiling and said nothing, and asked: "How long do you think you will stay in Beijing?"
Yang Chen smiled and said: "Stay until next week to return to Xinfeng to celebrate my mother's fiftieth birthday, and then go to Shanghai."
Wu Jie asked: "Take those black guys from Westland to visit Shanghai?"
"They are visiting and inspecting, and I'm going to do some personal business." Yang Chen stopped and didn't say what personal business he was going to do. Looking at the sunset on the horizon, Nalan Tongtong's beautiful face came to mind.
What does Xiao Nizi look like today?
Yang Chen was lost in thought.
Everyone walked out of the old street and rushed to the Yangfang Hutong in Houhai. The Lijia cuisine in the alley is considered a time-honored brand in the capital. The ancestors of the Li family were ministers of the Ministry of Internal Affairs during the reign of Tongzhi and Guangxu, and were mainly responsible for the imperial kitchen. With such a background, the Li family
It's hard to think of palace cuisine without being famous.
The aroma of wine is not afraid of the depth of the alley.
The same is true for Lijia Cuisine. It is located deep in Yangfang Hutong, with no markings or eye-catching signboards. It is an ordinary courtyard with green bricks and tiles, but it has attracted many important people to visit.
In the large private room with antique palace style, twenty-four brothers who had sacrificed their blood to become the leader of the alliance gathered together, and there was also Liu Kai, a little fish.
“Cheers to Yang Zi’s strong return!”
Everyone shouted and toasted with enthusiasm, sincerity, and vague respect and admiration. Yang Chen... seemed to have become the core of this small circle.
Xiaoyu Liu Kai also noticed this and could not see through Yang Chen even more. During the next dinner, Yang Chen and his Beijing buddies were very enthusiastic towards them, unlike the young men recommended by Zhang Liang.
At first, the two of them thought that Wei Ziwen, Tian Li and others were "little brothers" who needed Yang Chen's care. As more and more information was captured from these people's occasional low-key and obscure conversations, the two of them were frightened.
Top young man.
The third generation of red, the fourth generation of red.
Xiaoyu Liu Kai never dreamed that one day he would be brothers with such a group of people. He was excited and emotional at the same time. After drinking a lot of wine, the dinner was over and when they went to the karaoke, the two of them were already tipsy. They held the microphone and roared "Towards."
"God will lend me another five hundred years", causing Yang Chen and others to sing along to the beat.
The work lasted until two or three in the morning. A dozen people drank and fell down, while the others staggered around, supporting each other, and checked into a nearby five-star hotel.
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Wisland's China visiting team is still visiting Beijing. This metropolis with a permanent population of more than 20 million people has a thousand-year history and cultural heritage, and it will take some time to see it all.
After Yang Chen made a series of arrangements for the visit of the diplomatic mission to China, he got up and returned to Ningxi to celebrate the 50th birthday of his mother who had worked hard for half his life. In the hot summer, Jiangnan was too hot and humid, and Yang Guodong and Liu Hua couldn't stand it.
I went back to my hometown, Xinfeng, to escape the summer heat.
At the exit of the highway from Xijing to Xinfeng, several Knight XV armored off-road vehicles slowly passed by and entered the city, attracting the attention of countless passers-by.
Cars like the Knight
In ten years, Xinfeng, a city with a population of one million, has undergone earth-shaking changes. Yang Chen was happy, but at the same time, his heart was filled with an unspeakable sadness. Many scenes that carried his childhood memories could no longer be found.
The motorcade happened to pass by Xinfeng No. 1 Middle School. Yang Chen shouted stop and pushed the door open to get out of the car. Long San and a dozen other Arctic fox masters got out of the car and followed Yang Chen into the school gate.
During the summer vacation, there are still students on campus.
Make-up classes during holidays are common in high schools. The Ministry of Education's policy of reducing burdens and pressures cannot be reduced to high school students. The security guard guarding the school gate does not allow outsiders to enter casually. However, the aura of Yang Chen's group is too strong, and the security guards dare not say a word.
.
Xinfeng No. 1 Middle School is not small.
There are four teaching buildings, plus laboratory buildings, apartment buildings, canteens, and auditoriums, and more than ten buildings are scattered around, most of which remain the same as they were ten years ago.
Yang Chen looked here and there, silently sighing. In the distance on the basketball court, two groups of people were fighting against each other, and they were playing the ball well.
Yang Chen walked over on a whim.
Long San naturally led his people to follow Yang Chen. With such strong and powerful men approaching, the result can be imagined... The players stopped and the people watching the ball looked sideways, surprised and confused.
Even fearful.
Yang Chen smiled bitterly in his heart.
"Yang...Yang Chen..." The startled voice was particularly harsh. Yang Chen looked around and saw a young man who didn't look like a student.
"It's really you!"
The speaker walked over quickly, looking very excited, "I...Zhang Xiao...don't remember?"
Zhang Xiao...Yang Chen suddenly realized that the sports committee member in high school had once challenged him to pursue Li Nan. Unexpectedly, they reunited in No. 1 Middle School after nearly ten years. He smiled and said: "You have changed so much, I was so surprised."
I didn’t recognize it, where is my home? Is it somewhere else, or is it in Xinfeng?”
"As a college girl, I became more and more beautiful. I also changed my age, and became more and more ugly. After graduating from Beijing Sports University, my family found connections and brought me back to No. 1 Middle School as a physical education teacher. I was half-dead and hanging around. What about you?
"After Zhang Xiao finished speaking, he looked at Yang Chen and then at the dozen or so people surrounding Yang Chen.
Chapter completed!