Sister, you miss me

Back at the manor, Chen Long and Hong Dandong went back to their houses, Yang Feng and Dracula were taken to Brighton's room by the servants.

"Back?" Brighton said.

Yang Feng looked suffocated, then looked at Brighton's insightful eyes and smiled knowingly.

Brighton nodded: "Xiao Feng, you will return home tomorrow. I discussed with Dracula. In order to facilitate your growth and to train you, I adjusted the will. Well, Dracula, you and Xiao Feng talk about it."

Yang Feng was unhappy and said, "Grandpa, you are healthy, what will you make?"

Brighton shook his head and said: "You have an old saying in China, I know the fate of my life at fifty, I am sixty, who knows that I will see God one day. Dracula, you can say it."

Dracula nodded and looked at Yang Feng and said, "Xiao Feng, the will is like this. Before the age of thirty, you only have the authority of one billion U.S. dollars; by the age of thirty-five, you can spend 50% of the inheritance; when you reach forty Years old, it should be fully mature, and all property can be freely disposed of."

Yang Feng's face was expressionless, without comment.

Brighton looked at him and said, "Why, Xiaofeng, are you not satisfied? If so, you can..."

Yang Feng shook his head and interrupted him: "Grandpa, I can't imagine how much a billion dollars will be."

"Hehe, the money is not much, just enough for you to bail your father."

Yang Feng suddenly became excited: "If you want to bail him, you must use the money I earned."

Brighton smiled: "Why are you so persistent? However, Dracula has rich experience in capital operation, so if there is a big financial move, it is best to discuss with him."

"Of course." Yang Feng said, then looked at Dracula: "Are you going back with me this time?"

Dracula shook his head: "I want to accompany your grandpa."

Yang Feng Chong Dracula bowed: "Please, if Grandpa feels sick, please tell me."

Brighton beckoned to Yang Feng, Yang Feng walked up to him, he took Yang Feng's hand, his eyes were slightly red, and said, "I think I've been dying for a long time. Now that I am old, there are still so many unwillingnesses. Grandpa can't see goodbye. No need to say goodbye to me tomorrow."

Yang Feng bit his lip and nodded slightly.

No dream for a night.

The next day, Dracula accompanied the three to eat breakfast, but Brighton did not show up.

After the meal, the three of them stood in the morning clouds at the entrance of the manor, pulling their suitcases.

Yang Feng knew that Brighton was looking at him somewhere, he bowed three times to his bedroom, and then turned into the car.

To keep a low profile, this time I used Chevrolet to drop off the plane. The driver was Dracula.

Until Chevrolet disappeared, the curtains in the second floor bedroom of the manor were opened, revealing Brighton's tearful old face.

Yang Feng, Chen Long, and Hong Dandong broke up at the airport. Chen Long and Hong Dandong flew directly to Hong Kong, and Yang Feng returned home alone.

Yang Feng took a Boeing 777 Airbus, and Dracula bought him first-class cabin, simplified all procedures, and sent him directly to the plane.

When they broke up, Dracula said: "Xiaofeng, in fact, your grandfather really reluctant to bear you, he even arranged a school for you, but he didn't mention it because he was afraid that you would force it."

Yang Feng nodded: "Grandpa is a wise man."

After saying goodbye to Dracula, Yang Feng directly adjusted the watch to domestic time, took out the phone, compiled a text message, and sent it to a group of women and two men.

The content of the text message is: Twenty hours later, I will be home.

Women include Qin Xue, Hong Tianjiao, Chen Lin, Wang Bingqian, and Hao Li.

The men are Zhu Rongrong and Gao Xiaobao.

Afterwards, Yang Feng turned off the phone, put on the earphones and the blindfold prepared by Dracula, and leaned against the back of the large chair to take a nap.

"How can you endure the long flight of more than ten hours, if there is a Duan Yanyu..." Yang Feng shook his head slightly.

I don’t know how long it took, the singing in the headphones stopped, and the captain’s voice came out, saying a paragraph of English, which meant that the plane was about to take off. Please fasten your seat belts and turn off the electronic devices.

Yang Feng raised the blindfold, stretched out a long lazy waist, and naturally turned his head to the left. Suddenly, he fell motionless as if he had hit the hold method.

Sitting on the chair on the left was Hua Ziyan, with a black suit, white shirt, and peaked cap. It looked like an underground party, but it was full of charm.

It seems that Hua Ziyan has watched him for a long time.

"What kind of fate is this!" Yang Feng said with emotion in his heart, with a knowing smile on his face, but only said indifferently: "It turns out that you are here."

Hua Ziyan's heart trembled, how familiar and full of mood this sentence is.

There are more than seven billion people in the world, and the two people only meet each other in Zimo Xianchen. There is no early or late, just at this moment.

I met with no other words, just a faint greeting: So, you are here.

Hua Ziyan closed her eyes, her beautiful face showed a faint smile, after a while, she opened her eyes and found that Yang Feng was also smiling in general.

Hua Ziyan pursed her mouth, her eyes moved upwards, seeing the blindfold on Yang Feng's forehead, and remembering Yang Feng's ridicule, she smiled and said, "Comrade Yang Feng, you look like a pilot!" "

After speaking, Hua Ziyan covered her mouth and chuckled.

Yang Feng was stunned again.

"What are you doing?" Hua Ziyan whispered when she saw Yang Feng's sluggish eyes.

Yang Feng just woke up from a dream, and raised a finger: "I think you are the kind of healing beauty."

Hua Ziyan pouted her lips in disapproval.

Indeed, in the circles of the capital, she has always been a cold, arrogant, and arrogant image. Those high-ranking officials and giants’ children have repeatedly run into a wall and have also achieved her aloof name.

"Why can I get along with him so casually? Still joking for the first time?"

Hua Ziyan quickly found a reason for herself, because he was a stranger, a stranger who would never meet if he didn't want to see him in the future.

At some point, the plane flew into the sky, and Yang Feng did not even feel the sense of weightlessness.His neck became a little stiff, but he kept tilting his head and muttered to himself: "It's not lonely anymore. In fact, it doesn't hurt to slow down."

Hua Ziyan's face was slightly red, and she frowned her ears and asked, "What did you say?"

Yang Feng turned away, his eyes fell on the LCD screen in front of him: "Nothing!"

The display shows that the aircraft has reached an altitude of six or seven meters, and the outdoor temperature is -40 degrees Celsius.

Raising the sun visor, turning his head to look, the sky outside the porthole is clear, and the blue sky curtain is as if soaked in ink, making people feel relaxed and happy.

Yang Feng was feeling the vastness of the world, his elbow was touched, he turned his head, Hua Ziyan released the seat belt, and stood up: "Change positions with me, it's okay."

Yang Feng smiled and patted his thigh: "Of course, this can also be borrowed from you." After saying this joke, Yang Feng got up and gave up his position.

Hua Ziyan sat on the side of the porthole with peace of mind and kept looking out the window.

Only then did Yang Feng know that Hua Ziyan came to New Jersey to go to school, but she did not expect to encounter a terrorist attack. This time she went back because of Hua'an's funeral.

Yang Feng asked about Hua Ziyan's family background at random, but Hua Ziyan smiled without saying a word.

Then, Hua Ziyan asked Yang Feng about his birth. Yang Feng said that he was an ordinary senior high school student in Chunyang County. After saying that, he saw that Hua Ziyan had strong doubts on his face.

Unknowingly, two hours later, the plane began to serve lunch, and first-class passengers had the right to order their own meals.

When Yang Feng heard this, he took the list and studied it, and then he didn’t ask for Hua Ziyan’s advice at all. He ordered a black pepper steak, a red wine steak, a vegetable salad, a fruit salad, and a California fried rice. , One part of Italian pasta, one part of Bordeaux Manor...

If it hadn't been for Hua Ziyan to win the order, Yang Feng probably hadn't stopped.

Hua Ziyan returned the order to the flight attendant, smiled and said "Thank you, that's all". As soon as the flight attendant left, she complained to Yang Feng: "How come you are always so domineering, you order so many, and you don't ask me Views."

Yang Feng looked innocent: "This is all for me."

...

Seeing that Hua Ziyan was speechless, Yang Feng smiled: "Forget it, if you are so good, you will be divided into half. The kindergarten children know to share."

"I'm so rare!" Hua Ziyan couldn't help but wrinkle her nose. After doing this, she was shocked. Why is she so frivolous?She turned her head to look out the window in a hurry.

After the things are delivered, it is called a richness.

Yang Feng's eyes beamed, he glanced at Hua Ziyan, and then looked at the stewardess: "One more bottle of aperitif."

"Of course, wait a minute."

The stewardess turned around, her face was already cold, she had never encountered such a demanding first-class passenger who ate like a big family.

Soon, the stewardess held a bottle of Chivas Regal with a big belly and poured it on the two of them. With a smile, she said: "The two seats can be completely folded down and become a double bed. If necessary, we can make the bed for free. "

Yang Feng was choked with a mouthful of Chivas and coughed again and again. His face was red and his ears were red. He stopped after a while, and said in a hurry, "Is there such a good thing?"

Hua Ziyan was also blushing, but did not express any opinions.

The stewardess just nodded. Based on her experience, the two should be a couple.

Yang Feng glanced at Hua Ziyan, but Hua Ziyan lowered his eyes. Yang Feng was overjoyed and said to the stewardess: "When we finish eating, I will call you. First class is simply amazing. I like it for you."

"The two are slow."

The stewardess turned and left, but frowned, and said to her heart, why are women so graceful and luxurious, but men seem particularly wretched, is it an upstart?

As soon as the stewardess left, Yang Feng immediately raised a glass to invite a drink: "Zi Yan, fate, come and go."

Yang Feng dried up in one mouthful, and Hua Ziyan frowned slightly: "Do you know you so well?" After all, it was just a brief drink.

Yang Feng laughed and said, "Talking shallow can be deep, and you can also intersect with each other. Come, there will be no shop after passing this village. I have wine now and I am drunk."

"If you want to get drunk, I dare not, who knows what character you are."

"Uh..." Looking at Hua Ziyan's bright eyes and white teeth, Yang Feng swallowed: "It's all up to you. You can turn me into a beast, or make me worse."

Hua Ziyan frowned: "Just kidding, there is a limit."

Yang Feng smiled: "Then no kidding, eat."