Sister, you miss me

At this time, Chen Shaoqian turned on the TV occupying a wall.

"Xiaoping, look, it's Xiaofeng." Chen Shaogan said excitedly.

Mu Qingping looked up, it was financial news, with the background of the New York Stock Exchange and Yang Feng dominating the screen from time to time.

Mu Qingyun shook her head and glanced at Qin Zhong, and said, "It's really carved out of a mold with you."

Chen Zhendong put his chopsticks off and stood up and said, "I'm full, please use it slowly."

"Zhendong." Mu Qingping yelled. Her son was already on the second floor. She muttered, "I didn't eat anything at all!"

Chen Shaogan said, "You just love to worry about it. He can still be hungry when he is so old? I think he is envious of Xiaofeng's success."

Mu Qingping frowned and said: "No, Zhendong's assets have exceeded 400 billion. Do you still need to envy others?"

"The two have different starting points, forget it, don't talk about it, eat."

After the meal, Qin Zhong said goodbye.

Chen Shaoqian and Mu Qingping personally delivered the two to the door.

Chen Shaoqian took Qin Zhong's right hand and said, "I am old too. I will have more chances to see me in the future. I don't know how many more people I can see?

Qin Zhong said with warm eyes, "Brother, 60-year-old man, what nonsense!"

Mu Qingping took his left hand and said, "Qin Zhong, we are all years old. You are also a person with children. Sister, I still said that. Living is better than anything. You must think twice about what you do. Row."

"Ai……"

Qin Zhong and Yang Zhantian left in the car. In the car, Qin Zhong laughed at himself: "Oh, I shed more tears this day than in the past 20 years."

...

Chen Shaoqian knocked on his son's door with a hint of alcohol.

"Dad, what are you doing?" Chen Zhendong asked impatiently.

Chen Shaogan took off the pipe pot and put it in his pocket, raised a hand, and gently stroked Chen Zhendong's face.

"Dad..." Chen Zhendong felt that his father was a little strange.

"Actually," Chen Shaoqian smiled slightly, "you are also father's pride."

"Dad." Chen Zhendong threw into his father's still stalwart arms and hugged him tightly.It's like the first reunion after many years of separation, the first embrace.

Chen Zhendong knows very well that the pride of his Wall Street giants and Chinese people is because he has a good father. He inherited his father's mantle and inherited billions of trillions of wealth.

The two were sitting beside Chen Zhendong's bed, Chen Zhendong still holding his father's hand.

Chen Shaogan tilted his head to look at his son, and said, "Xiaofeng's father, that is, your second uncle, he saved your father and mine back then, otherwise there will be few of you, so..."

Chen Zhendong disagreed, and even resisted, feeling that Dad was acting in front of him, all for the sake of the latter topic.

Chen Shaoqian saw his son's reaction and realized that he had acted too hastily, so he directly threw a blockbuster, "Hi, Xiao Feng is a disabled person."

"What?" Chen Zhendong was finally interested.

Chen Shaogan said, "His right hand is fake. What are you fighting for with a disabled person?"

Chen Zhendong didn't know when his father left, so he shook his head for a long while, yes, what was he fighting with a disabled person.

Think about the two people's disagreement entirely because of Hua Ziyan, Chen Zhendong also found it funny, there was a time when there was no Hua Ziyan between the two, they were so happy to meet each other at first sight.

Chen Zhendong immediately made up his mind and repaired it with Yang Feng.

...

A group of Fengxue Group stayed at Shangri-La Hotel.

Today, with a victory, Yang Feng has become a man in the international financial world and must be celebrated.

Yang Feng, Ali Ya, Qin Xue, Hua Ziyan, Jamie, Hong Tianjiao, Dracula, and Feng Yuxin are all their own.

Everyone opened champagne first, followed by top wines from top estates. Lobster and caviar were not rejected.

Feng Yuxin was next to Yang Feng, and when she saw him sending text messages, she curiously asked who he sent to.

Yang Feng didn't look up and replied, "My shareholders, tell them how many digits their assets have reached."

"Oh."

"Xiaofeng, how pleased to see you become famous?"

Yang Feng shook his head: "These are all Dracula's contributions."

"Where?" Dracula shook his head, "You are a charismatic leader. Otherwise, Suzhou and Hangzhou would not put 5 billion in our place, there would be no 80 billion today."

Aria shook her head and said, "80 billion is a thing of the past. On this day alone, Fengxue raised $60 billion in financing."

"Yes, yes, you are the secretary." Dracula said with a smile.

After Yang Feng sent the text messages, the calls came one after another, which lasted the whole meal.

After eating, everyone followed Yang Feng, including Dracula and Feng Yuxin.

Yang Fengli scratched his head at the door and said, "Are you going to have a meeting or are you waiting to receive the red envelope?"

Dracula shrugged: "They all followed, and I will have follow-up activities in a while, so... Since it's okay, I'm back to the room."

Feng Yuxin took a deep look at Yang Feng and walked to her room.

Hua Ziyan looked at Aria, Hong Tianjiao, and Qin Xue, shook her head and smiled slightly, took Jamie's hand and said, "Go, take you home."

Jamie was towed away, and when she entered the elevator, she shouted: "Big brother, don't forget to call me and give me a red envelope."

There were three girls left in front of him, and Yang Feng said: "Go back to sleep, and go to the exchange tomorrow."

The three of them couldn't persevere and went back to their own rooms.

Yang Feng entered the room, took a photo, and the landline rang when he came out, but it only rang.

Yang Feng saw Feng Yuxin's room number, so he called it back.

Feng Yuxin was a little embarrassed and said, "Xiao Feng, I didn't disturb you."

"No, godmother, what's the matter?"

Feng Yuxin said: "If it's convenient, let's talk with my mother."

"Then I'll go and find you."

"it is good."

Yang Feng put on an Armani suit and got on the playboy leather shoes. Just now his right hand was placed on the doorknob, and the doorbell rang.

Yang Feng opened the door and rushed a red-faced Hong Tianjiao: "Why, can't you sleep?"

"Well, what about you?" Hong Tianjiao rushed into his arms with the fragrance of shower gel.

Yang Feng said: "Godmother asked me to talk about something, or wait for me in the room."

"Will it be too long?"

"Probably not."

"Well, you go and come back quickly."

Hong Tianjiao watched Yang Feng go out and closed the door reluctantly.

Yang Feng stepped on the soft carpet, landed silently to Feng Yuxin's door, and rang the doorbell.

After Ding Dong, the door opened.

Feng Yuxin changed into a set of yoga clothes. A woman in her early 50s had no traces of years on her face, and her figure was more like a girl. When she was young, she didn't know what beauty was like.

Feng Yuxin noticed Yang Feng's lost gaze, smiled slightly, and made him a cup of coffee. The two sat on the sides of the small table, and Yang Feng said: "Godmother, tell me."

Feng Yuxin's face blushed slightly, and said, "Your father..."

Yang Feng smiled: "He, always see the head but not the end, I am used to it."

"No, can you ask him out for me, I want to... see him."

After saying this, Feng Yuxin's ears were red.

Yang Feng smiled bitterly: "Godmother, he has never given me contact information. He always finds me. No matter where I go, he can always find me."

"So..." Feng Yuxin's face showed unconcealable loss.

Seeing Feng Yuxin's pitiful appearance, Yang Feng couldn't bear it and said, "Godmother, if I meet him, I must let him contact you."

"Okay, thank you." Feng Yuxin smiled, "It's okay, go back and rest, I will be busy tomorrow!"

"Ah, you also have to rest early." Yang Feng got up and left.

After going out, Yang Feng began to complain about his biological father Qin Zhong, not knowing how many romantic debts that guy owed.

Yang Feng was walking slowly in the aisle. He just turned a corner and saw a person standing in front of the door of his room. It was Aria.

Yang Feng retracted his body, only peeping through one eye.

Aria put her ear on the door and listened for a while. There should be no unpleasant sounds for children, so she rang the doorbell.

There is no doubt that no one opened the door.

Of course Yang Feng knew that at this moment, Hong Tianjiao was watching from inside, just not opening the door.

Yang Feng couldn't help laughing.

At this moment, Aria took out her cell phone and dialed a number. Inside the room, Yang Feng's cell phone rang.

When Aria heard the bell, she frowned, knocked on the door one after another, "Xiao Feng, it's me, are you inside?"

"Have you ever finished?" The door suddenly opened, and Hong Tianjiao, wrapped in a bath towel, showed half of his body, and said in a bad mood: "Also let people sleep?"

Aliya froze for a moment, and squatted: "It turns out...you are with Xiaofeng, sorry to bother you."

He said, bowed, turned and ran.

Coincidentally, he chose Yang Feng's direction.

A moment ago, Yang Feng was still laughing and admiring Hong Tianjiao's acting skills. At this moment, he was hit by Ali Ya.

"So you are here? So you didn't..." Aliya looked back at Hong Tianjiao, everyone could understand what she didn't say.

Hong Tianjiao was blushing at the sight, and there was nothing more embarrassing than a lie being exposed in person.

Yang Feng and Aliya passed by, walked to the door, took Hong Tianjiao's bare shoulders, and said, "We often have. Jiaojiao will be with me tonight."

"Good night." Aria's eyes flushed and she ran away, covering her mouth.

"Are we going too far?" Hong Tianjiao asked.

"Who made her Alpha's daughter?"

Hong Tianjiao shook her head: "You would also say that she is Alpha's daughter, Alpha is your enemy, and your daughter is innocent."

"Stop talking."

Hong Tianjiao exclaimed. It turned out that Yang Feng was beaten up and hugged and threw it on the bed.

Yang Feng, a hungry tiger rushing for food, pressed Hong Tianjiao under him, "wait", the wonderful person in his arms smiled.

"What's the matter?" Yang Feng stopped his movements.

"What is your godmother talking to you?"

"Would you like to gossip?"

"People are curious!" Hong Tianjiao said coquettishly.

"Okay, I'm afraid of you." Yang Feng shook his head, "Godmother meets my father."

"Huh? What and what?"

Yang Feng smiled and said: "There is no way. My father's charm was as good as I was back then. Most of my godmother has had it for a while. After more than 20 years, my godmother still misses him."

"So long love."

"These are all romantic debts your father-in-law owes."

"Oh, what about your own romantic debt?"

"Am I?"

"Is it still less?"

Yang Feng thought for a while: "Well, there seems to be a lot of it. If there is no way, then I will repay the debt by myself."

After all, a soft, moist and delicate touch came from the fingertips, and Hong Tianjiao became eye-catching like silk.

At this time, the terrible cell phone rang again.