Sister, you miss me

"Xiao Feng, I resigned."

This was Dracula's first sentence when he came to the northern capital and saw Yang Feng.

"Why, Aunt Feng treated you badly?"

Dracula shook his head: "I said that I will work for you for the rest of my life. You abandoned the Fengxue Group as a child for me. I...I have let him reopen."

"what?"

"With all my net worth, one million dollars, our Fengxue Group has reopened."

"Dracula..." Yang Feng's eyes were hot, "Thank you."

"What are you talking about, when you redeemed me with a billion, did I say'thank you'?"

Yang Feng smiled and shook his head.

"That's right! We don't need this word between us."

Yang Feng took a deep breath: "Dracula, then just right, you go to Hong Kong to go through the handover procedures for Metropark Hotel, Metropark Hotel is our largest industry under the New Maple Snow Group."

"Good." Dracula said excitedly.

Yang Feng said with pride: "Dracula, in the near future, I will increase your one million by one hundred times."

"I believe."

I don't know why, Dracula, who has a long-standing reputation in capital operation, is full of confidence in Yang Feng, this little boy.

And Yang Feng, in less than a year, fulfilled his promise.

This is a miracle, and it is also a later story.

...

"Sir, Dadong paid 10 million in advance, and Xiaofeng agreed to take over the Metropark Hotel."

On Stanley Beach, Qin Zhong was wearing flowered pants and sunbathing, while Yang Zhantian was reporting by his side.

"Did he doubt anything?"

"No, I didn't come here, and I delegated it to Hong Tianjiao."

"This kid, it's atmospheric."

"Dracula re-operated the Fengxue Group, and Xiaofeng arranged for him to come and take over the hotel."

Qin Zhong nodded: "After this battle, all walks of life in Hong Kong will definitely look at Xiaofeng with admiration."

Yang Zhantian said: "No one knows that it is Mr. You are behind the scenes."

"This casts a layer of mystery on Xiaofeng, which is exactly the result I want."

"Sir, there is something I don't know how to say?"

"which aspect?"

"About Xiaofeng's relationship."

"You want to say there are too many girls around him?"

"There are indeed many people who favor Xiaofeng, but Xiaofeng still has a bottom line. There are not many women who have an affair with him."

Seeing Qin Zhong's meaningful gaze, Yang Zhantian immediately lowered his head: "Sir, I don't mean anything else, don't get me wrong."

"what are you doing!"

Qin Zhong shook his head: "I said, we are not masters and servants, but brothers."

"Yes."

"go on."

"Xiao Feng is like you, very feminine, but there are also a lot of coquettish and willful. I am worried that Xiao Feng will be hurt by this."

"Hurt by a woman? Do you mean physical or psychological?"

"Let's have both!"

"There is a rude saying that Japanese donkeys are not afraid of donkey kicks. In other words, the consequences of what you do yourself must of course be borne by yourself."

Yang Zhantian nodded and fell silent.He never expected that his own words would come true.

A few minutes later, Yang Zhantian discovered the sneaky Long Xiaoyun in a yellow bikini.

"Sir, Long Xiaoyun is here again."

"Go ahead."

"Yes."

Yang Zhantian passed by, with a meaningful smile on his face. Long Xiaoyun's face was a little hot when he caught this.

"Xiaoyun."

"Chief, you call me."

Seeing Qin Zhong beckoning, Long Xiaoyun walked over excitedly.

Qin Zhong sat on the beach chair, raised his sunglasses and looked up and down.

Long Xiaoyun bit her lip, her pretty face rose red, her hands clenched and relaxed, and then clenched again.

Just when Long Xiaoyun was about to eat it, Qin Zhong said: "The swimsuit fits the body well and the color is also very correct."

"Thank you." Long Xiaoyun smiled reluctantly.

"sit."

Long Xiaoyun looked at it and had to sit on the ground on the beach next to Qin Zhong. She hugged her knees in a lady's sitting posture.

"Don't call me the chief in the future, because I am not at all. I don't even have nationality or household registration. Legally, I am a person who does not exist."

"Those are not important." Long Xiaoyun's heart beat quickly, and sincerely the Jinshi was open, he was finally willing to talk to himself, Long Xiaoyun clenched his fists, "Then how to call you, you can't use your name directly. Well, it's rude."

"How old are you?"

"Twenty-six, almost twenty-seven."

"Do you know how old I am?"

Long Xiaoyun shook his head: "I don't know."

"Forty-five, enough to be your father."

"how come……"

Qin Zhong raised his hand to stop her: "I will be called Uncle Qin from now on."

"Huh?" Long Xiaoyun didn't know how to answer the conversation for a while.

Qin Zhong looked at the endless sea and said leisurely: "I understand what you mean, but it's just a kind of worship based on girls. You don't understand my past. My body and mind were dead twenty years ago."

"First... Uncle Qin, what's the matter with you, your hands are so cold and you sweat so much?"

"It's okay."

Qin Zhong let out a sigh of relief. Just now, he fell into a nightmare again. Twenty years later, he thought he could let go. He didn't expect that he drew so much blood this time. When he was in bad health, he often recalled That unbearable past, and it was so clear and lifelike, gunfire, crying, falling to the ground, blood, blood everywhere...

"Uncle Qin," Long Xiaoyun called for the second time, fluently, "Yang Feng is your child, why don't you recognize him?"

"It's not the time yet. I haven't fulfilled my responsibilities as a father."

"Then what are you going to do in the future?"

"To live for the child, I want to build a paradise for him, and I have chosen a place."

"Really?"

"Of course, but I can't tell you too much now, and you have to promise it, it must be kept secret."

"I swear by the honor of a soldier." Long Xiaoyun said solemnly.

"Well, I told you too much today, I hope you can understand what I mean, a woman’s youth is short, find a suitable boyfriend to get along well, go, and come to me less in the future."

"First... Qin... Goodbye."

Long Xiaoyun twisted and strode away. She gritted her teeth as she walked, "Hmph, Long Xiaoyun will never give up easily, absolutely not."

"Long Commander, wow, he is in good shape." The soldiers behind Chen Dazhuang had their eyes bright.

Long Xiaoyun was getting angry, so he sneered with his hands on his hips, and walked the model step back and forth in front of a few people, not in a few poses.

"Head Dragon, are you okay!" Chen Dazhuang faintly felt wrong, but unfortunately, the beast blood boiled by the beasts behind several soldiers.

"Humph!" Long Xiaoyun snorted coldly, "I am in good shape, and it is not for you to see. I listen to my order and do 5,000 push-ups on the spot. You are not allowed to eat or sleep if you can't finish it. Chen Dazhuang, you are responsible for supervision."

Before the words fell, several soldiers fainted to the ground.

...

On the last day of the first month of the lunar calendar, it happened to be the Western Valentine's Day. Just as Yang Feng gave several girls roses with different meanings, Director Liao found him.

Upon meeting, Director Liao sighed: "A Dream of Red Mansions is still written by Gao E. Isn't it true that no one will continue to "Dead Qin"?"

"Why, no one has volunteered yet?"

"The self-recommended authors are not at a satisfactory level. Asking them to continue is ruining the book."

"I'll help you find it, but you have to give me some information, what kind of price you can give, and the speed I can't pack the ticket."

"As long as the quality is good, the speed is slow, as long as you can write it down in accordance with the ideas of Lao Dong, and then the end will be satisfactory."

"You haven't said the price yet."

"How about two hundred thousand words?"

"I'm afraid that people will look down on it, and they will be too busy."

"What I said is only a preliminary price. After reading his text, I can raise the price as appropriate." When he said this, Director Liao was overjoyed, "Xiao Yang, do you have an ideal candidate in your heart?"

"I'm also wishful thinking. People themselves are not easy at work, and they are highly respected, and wait for me to come and ask."

"High morals?" Director Liao pondered for a moment, and said: "Xiao Yang, I believe you, so let's have a thousand words, five hundred, this is my greatest authority. Of course, I said ugly things first, and the words are not good. "

"Sure, I will reply to you as soon as possible."

Yang Feng did regard this incident as a major event. He went to find Fang Jiuwen that night and called Fang Jiuwen. Fang Jiuwen said that he was in the hospital and asked Yang Feng to come and look for him.

When Yang Feng arrived at the hospital, Fang Jiu asked a cup of soaked hair tips and said with a smile: "Xiao Yang, isn't it Valentine's Day today? Why don't you accompany a girl, but come to me, this bad old man?"

"If the two loves last for a long time, how can they be in their midst?" Yang Feng pretended to say: "Foreigners' festivals, nothing more."

Fang Jiuwen smiled and said, "You haven't answered my question yet."

Yang Feng glanced at Fang Jiuwen's "Death of Qin" on the table, and asked, "I haven't finished it yet?"

"2.58 million words, this is the third time, just as someone commented on "Dream of Red Mansions", Caogong's words are jewels, and every sentence is worth savoring. Every time I read it, I feel different."

"I didn't even read it. What did you write in the end?"

"Writing that because of Meng Tian’s impeachment, Zhao Gao went to prison. In prison, he wrote a letter to Qin Shihuang. After the first emperor read it, he burst into tears and said, “Zhao Gao is the one who saved the lonely man”, and then ordered After pardoning him and reinstating the position of the Chefu Order, Zhao Gao returned to the core of Daqin's power and laid the groundwork for the future Mengshi's destruction."

"Dean Fang, you see it very deeply and thoroughly!"

"Unfortunately, this book, like his creator, died young."

"President Fang, I said if you are asked to continue writing this book, do you have any confidence?"

"Me? Continue writing, if it fails, can reading be the same as writing? Besides, my own work is also very full."

"Dong Yongcheng is gone, this is an unchangeable fact, but just as Gao E gave the ending of "Dream of Red Mansions", you can also give the ending of "Dead Qin". You are knowledgeable and respected, and you can see through all the vicissitudes... …"

"Xiao Feng, don't put a high hat on me anymore. Are you a lobbyist today?"

"The most important thing is that you love this book, and many people love it as much as you, but you are the only one who can continue to write the story."

"Xiao Feng, who are you lobbyist for!"

Fang Jiu asked with a scheming look.