Rebirth of the 92 Business Tycoon

Several girls accompany Annie, swimming along the Qinhuai River for a while and then withdrawing. The American girl, who is also a girl, cannot let Huang Qinping and her classmates burst into the interest of traveling the Qinhuai River at night.

For them, this place is already familiar to not attractive, and occasionally swim again, it must be with their boyfriend.

And Annie, who has strolled from the north of China to the south, has a certain degree of immunity to such a landscape. Together with Huang Qinping and the others, she did not tell her the historical charm of the humble river in front of her. Metaphorically, in the previous hundreds of years, at this time here, even the river water would be filled with the fragrance of rouge, as well as the stories of so many moving talents and beautiful women who happened on this river before.

So she just took a few photos and recorded a few videos at random, and invited everyone to sit in the hotel with her.

I heard that she was staying at the Jiasheng Holiday Hotel on the bank of Xuanwu Lake. Huang Qinping's classmates couldn't help but look at her again.

They know that many college students in the United States take a while to see the world, but shouldn't they be poor travelers?

Live in a youth hotel, or sleep on the sofa in the living room of someone's house?

This girl, why is she still living in such a high-end hotel? Feelings are the daughter of a rich family!

That's right, didn't Qin Ping and her meet in the garden-style Chinese restaurant of Mr. Feng? That's the most upscale Chinese restaurant in the United States. Those who can go there for consumption will naturally have some wealth.

But let alone, from the girl's dress, I really can't tell.

"Your choice is very good. The Jiasheng Holiday Hotel here only opened at the end of last year. The facilities are very good."

"And did you know Annie, in our country's high-end hotels, Jiasheng Holiday's service is famous for its high quality," Huang Qinping couldn't help but advertised Jiasheng Holiday Hotel on the road.

"Yes, I know, I also know, it is the hotel owned by Mr. Feng," Annie said.

Huang Qinping stunned, "Yes, it is indeed a hotel owned by President Feng."

Annie retracted her gaze from the car window, "Huang, you are a person with a secret,"

"Uh," Huang Qinping looked at Annie who was smiling, and she was shocked.

The first thing she thought of was that Annie knew about her relationship with Feng Yiping, but she immediately denied this idea.

How can it be?

Although Annie seemed to know Feng Yiping a little bit, she probably only paid attention to him. How could she know the relationship between herself and Feng Yiping?

She shouldn't even know Jingping.

"Annie, don't you have a secret?" she asked with a smile.

The reason why the two of them were chatting so speculatively when they only smoked a cigarette by the small lake in Man Tingfang was because they intuitively felt that the other party and themselves had a lot in common.

"Hehe, yes," Annie smiled, "Of course I also have a secret,"

But what Huang Qinping didn't know was that Annie really knew Huang Jingping, and she had also seen Huang Jingping's photos-she saw it with her parents.

It's just that she didn't connect Huang Qinping and Huang Jingping at all. The Huang sisters, in terms of appearance, are at most similar in height. Others, from face shape to body shape to temperament, are really nothing. Not like.

One is round and one square, one is plump, one is slender, one is gentle and one personality... Even if they stand together, it is hard to tell that they are sisters.

Speaking of which, Annie and Ma Ling are the same. Standing together, most people can't tell whether they are sisters.

This is also one of the reasons why Annie has been a little bit dissatisfied with her sister since she was a child, because her sister Ma Ling looks much more prettier than herself-she has always felt that John and Heidi are too partial!

"I propose, tonight, shall we share our secrets?" Annie said suddenly.

"Okay!" Huang Qinping agreed.

It's impossible. The secrets of the two people separated by the sky and the ocean are still related!

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When they arrived in Annie's business suite, some classmates couldn't help but ask Huang Qinping a glance, "Qinping, is Annie's house very luxurious?"

"Maybe," Huang Qinping recalled, "when she was outside, bodyguards followed, oh, that might also be sent by her sister,"

She didn't know that her image in Annie's mind was like this.

Neither of them knew that at this time in the capital, the bosses of the security personnel who followed them to Napa Valley were being asked about topics related to them.

"Ma Ling's sister, where are you now?" In the bathtub, Jin Ling touched Feng Yiping, who seemed to be about to fall asleep.

"It should be my sister who has seen Jingping," Feng Yiping said.

"Ah!" Jin Ling sat up immediately, bringing a burst of spray, "Are you not worried?"

"What's the use of worrying?" Feng Yiping hugged her back. "The two of them had made an appointment a long time ago, but they didn't let Annie go to Qinping school. How could we not let Qinping go to Annie?"

"Don't worry, they will say that they will leak?" Jin Ling was a little worried. "Anni is okay. Her family knows it, but Jingping's family doesn't know this."

Feng Yiping shook his head, "It should not be possible, how could they talk about this,"

"you sure?"

"I am sure!"

But it didn't take long for Feng Yiping to make sure that Huang Qinping stayed with her Anne, and shared her secrets with this Chinese friend.

"Huang, can you guess, where is my final destination in China this time?"

"Where?" Huang Qinping asked.

Frankly speaking, she was really curious about this.

Annie did not answer her question directly, "If you say that Feng Yiping and I are very familiar, do you believe it?"

Huang Qinping smiled.

"Don't you believe it?" Annie would be wrong.

"No, I didn't mean that," Huang Qinping stopped laughing.

What she wants to say is, in fact, I can also ask you this question.

But wait, "Are you going to Feng Yiping's hometown?"

She became wary.

Could it be that there is something tricky between her brother-in-law and her, and what story has to be told?

Will not! Huang Qinping immediately denied this idea.

The main reason is because, not to say, how bad Anne's condition is, but she knows that Feng Yiping has too many opportunities to meet many beautiful American beauties.

Just talk about the Hollywood female stars that have been reported in the newspapers. They are much better than Annie.

"You guessed it," Annie said. "It's called..." Annie said her final destination in a weird pronunciation.

Huang Qinping originally thought that she had guessed wrong, "Where is Wu", is that a **** horse ghost?

But I immediately understood that it was my hometown, and that was Wuli'ao.

"So, your secret is related to Wuliao, or Feng Yiping?" Huang Qinping picked up her wine glass.

"No," Annie smiled and shook her head.

But Huang Qinping clearly saw it, yes!

"Don't you like Feng Yiping very much?" she asked tentatively.

At this time, she was a little bit tormented.

Annie should be considered her friend, but if Annie says affirmatively next, she is wondering whether she should spill this glass of wine on Annie's face.

That's my niece's father. That's my brother-in-law. Is that what you can think of?

Fortunately, Annie didn't make it difficult for her.

"Like it?" Annie thought for a while holding the wine glass, "No,"

Huang Qinping let out a sigh of relief, and touched Annie with her wine glass, "Go!"

"Those wines are not delicious without Napa, right?" Annie picked up the bottle and looked at it.

"Yes," Huang Qinping has no problem with whether the wine is good or not at this time, as long as the wine does not need to be poured on your face.

But she felt a little bit that her American friend might really have a lot to do with her brother-in-law. Then think about it, she met her in Man Tingfang.

Think about it again, when I met her, my brother-in-law was not there yet...

"I'll try some more," she handed her cup over, "pour yours too,"

"Okay," Annie poured their glasses over again.

"Annie, can you tell me why you want to go to Wuliao?" Huang Qinping asked.

Since you don't like him, that is, there is no entanglement between you and him, why did you set the destination of your China trip there?

"It's nothing, I'm just curious about Feng's hometown," Annie said still tightly.

"Haha, I don't believe it~www.wuxiaspot.com~ There are many people who know Feng Yiping, and many admire him, but there are definitely not many American friends who want to visit his hometown."

"It's just curiosity," Annie said.

But the tighter she was, the more Huang Qinping wanted to know why.

"Is that okay, Annie, it's just that we exchange secrets, you tell the reason for you, and I also tell me something related to Feng Yiping,"

"Really?" Annie was a little interested when she said that.

"Really, I promise, it must have something to do with Feng Yiping,"

"Well," Annie hesitated, "but you must keep it secret,"

Huang Qinping picked up the wine glass again, "No problem,"

"Let's put it this way, the reason why I want to go there is related to my home,"

Huang Qinping's wine glass was put down again.

"You remember, what I told you, I have a sister," Annie said.

The wine glass that was just put down was picked up by Huang Qinping again.

"I remember that,"

"My sister," Annie lowered her voice, "very new and happy,"

The wine glass was put down again, and there must be more people who like him.

"It turned out to be so, then why doesn't your sister go by herself?"

Annie lay on the sofa and said, "She has been there, with her colleagues, and with her children."

"Oh," Huang Qinping also replied casually, followed by a daze, what? With kids?

No way!

But what she asked was, "With colleagues? Does your sister work in Feng's company?"

"Yeah, she is a YouTube executive,"

"Your sister is already married?"

Annie felt that she should have said too much at this time, "My sister has a child,"

"Boom", that was Huang Qinping's wine glass, which fell to the ground...