The Pioneer of the Rebirth Era

Watching Wu Xue run into the house, Yang Dongxu stood there for a while before turning and leaving.

Suddenly discovering that Wu Xue was being chased by Yang Dongxu, he couldn't tell what it was like, and felt a little blocked, but it wasn't all the bitterness of being caught by others when he liked a girl, let alone chasing Wu Xue by himself.

A bit of a brother-sister relationship, afraid that this little follower from childhood will be cheated? But mixed with something else. He is not a mallet who can feel that Wu Xue likes him, but this kind of liking does not seem to be love, at least not now.

So sometimes he doesn't know how to deal with it. Instead, he feels that the relationship between the two of them is very good now, and they maintain a certain distance in intimacy. But this kind of relationship obviously cannot last for a lifetime, after all, they are all growing up.

"What's the matter?" Yang Dongxu asked Du Fei with a strange expression when he saw getting into the car.

"It's nothing, let's drive." Yang Dongxu smiled, then closed his eyes to sort out the mess in his mind, and turned his head to look at the neon lights that had gradually lit up outside the car window.

After arriving home, Yang Dongxu went into the courtyard, while Du Fei sat at the small stall at the entrance of the alley for a while and ate a bowl of tofu nao before returning home.

"Someone came here to inquire. It should be because of today's incident." When I got home, I saw Du Fei, the bird raised by Yang Dongxu in the courtyard, and whispered.

Although the Northeast is peaceful, after all, the top has not been cleaned up completely. Coupled with the fact that those people overseas are now safe and sound, it does not mean that they have really given up revenge. Therefore, in addition to the bodyguards, there are also people secretly protecting the courtyard.

"Let the wind out, so that the other party can't find out anything and something happens when the brain is busy." After learning so many things from old man Xuan, he even went to the street to observe various people for a few years when he had nothing to do. He also went out for a while, so he knew the character of a person like Sun Dafa very clearly.

Therefore, he was not surprised at all that the other party investigated and prepared to settle accounts after the fall. Otherwise, he would not be able to swallow this breath.

"Understood." Du Fei nodded, and turned to open the door when he heard the doorbell.

Added some water to the bird cage Yang Dongxu clapped his hands and was about to go to the kitchen to tell Mama Cui not to cook his own dinner, he was not very hungry after eating with the fat man.

"Master, Mr. Wan is here." He didn't take a few steps towards the kitchen when he heard Du Fei's voice coming back from the gate.

"Brother Wan, what wind brought you here?" Seeing Wan Jun, Yang Dongxu froze for a moment, then smiled and greeted him.

In the past two years, it can be said that he and Wan Jun have gradually drifted away. Although they are both playing real estate in Hainan, they basically play their own way. Throughout the year, except for Yang Dongxu's visit to Mr. Wan at the end of the year to greet Mr. Wan, he basically seldom see each other, let alone the other party's visit.

"Why can't I come and see you?" Wan Jun patted Yang Dongxu's shoulder with a smile and said, "Why are you eighteen years old, let's go out for a drink?"

Looking at Yang Dongxu Wanjun, who is only 18 years old this year, I feel a little complicated. I think it was like yesterday when he was hugged by Yang Dongxu as his thigh.

After so many years, when the two met again, he was still the same Mr. Wan. Although his father retired, he was richer and more chic than before.

But I don't know why at this moment when he faced Yang Dongxu again, he felt an inexplicable pressure in his heart, and he felt uneasy when he asked him out for a drink, feeling afraid that the other party would not agree.

"Okay." Yang Dongxu nodded with a smile.

Seeing again that Wanjun Yang Dongxu didn't have so many complications in his heart. When the two of them drifted away, he knew that they might not have much communication in the future.

He got into Wan Jun's car when he went out, and Du Fei followed behind. Along the way, the two of them talked some polite words, and the car stopped at the gate of Yanjing Hotel not long after.

"Brother Wan is going to bleed heavily today?" Yang Dongxu said half-jokingly after getting out of the car.

"It's just a gimmick." Wan Jun smiled.

Yang Dongxu smiled and did not speak. The two walked in. Although the Yanjing Hotel is very high-end, it will definitely make the guests feel respected if they are used for banquets. But Wan Jun's invitation to him like this made Yang Dongxu feel that the distance between the two of them was gradually drifting away, and then they were pulled apart for a while. From a little affection before, it became a strange feeling that needed to be business-like.

The two asked for a separate box for dinner, and Du Fei obviously saw that Wan Jun had something to talk to Yang Dongxu, so he waited in the parking lot before even getting out of the car, so there were only the two of them in the box.

"Order whatever you want." The waiter brought up the menu, and Wan Jun motioned to hand the menu to Yang Dongxu.

"Brother Wan, you can be the master today. I don't come here often to eat and I don't know what is delicious. I don't care about it. You can order whatever you want." The more polite Wan Jun is, the smile on Yang Dongxu's face remains the same, but the mentality is more serious. dull.

"Then serve these signature dishes and a bottle of Moutai." Wan Jun ordered a few dishes casually, obviously he was not thinking about eating anymore.

Before he went to find Yang Dongxu, he had prepared a plan in his heart, but for some reason he was always a little bit speechless now. It's just that in the final analysis, I still don't want to bow my head in front of Yang Dongxu.

Who is Yang Dongxu to him?

It's just the son of a farmer who was lucky to have social relations with Zhou Yiren, and his status as Wanjun is a world of difference. I think if it wasn't for his Wanjun's protection, whether it was the Xiushui trade or the Yang Family Banquet could have reached the current scale?

Do you think Wei Fei and those dandies are vegetarians? Although he also made a lot of money, in his opinion, he deserved it. So he was very uncomfortable to beg Yang Dongxu for his thigh that was held by Yang Dongxu in the past.

After chatting for a while and saying something unnutritious, just when both of them felt bored and didn't know what to talk about, the waiter finally served the food.

"Come and try this yellow grilled fish maw, it's one of the signature dishes of the Tan family here, and it tastes really good."

Although eating at Yanjing Restaurant seems more symbolic than actual, it does not mean that there are no exquisite dishes here. The restaurants that can be respected in the capital of Yanjing must have two unique skills, and the Tan family cuisine of Yanjing Hotel is well-known far and wide.

"Haha, then I'm not going to be polite. I've heard that the dishes here are excellent, but unfortunately I haven't had the chance to taste them." Yang Dongxu smiled, picked up his chopsticks and put a piece into his mouth, his eyes lit up slowly .

He had heard of Tanjia cuisine from Mr. Yi, and it was one of the famous family dishes handed down by the elders. In the past, what could be called Fu cuisine was comparable to the dishes in the palace, and many imperial chefs were also from Fu cuisine.

"If you want to eat, I have acquaintances here, call to make a reservation for what to eat, and the seat will definitely be reserved for you." Wan Jun said with a smile, showing off his capital unconsciously.

"Then thank you, Brother Wan." Yang Dongxu thanked him with a twitch of his mouth.

It's really embarrassing to sit and eat with these young masters who can't chat, because he is not a sociable person who will stir up topics.

What he said just now was obviously a polite word, no matter how difficult the location of Yanjing Hotel was, and no matter how tight the boxes were, he could just come here every day to get a fixed box with his current capital, but Wan Jun actually took this sentence seriously.

"What's so polite about our two brothers." It seemed that he had found some sense of superiority again, and Wan Jun's complexion was naturally quite a lot.

After opening the wine and having two glasses of wine, Wan Jun talked more, so that the atmosphere between the two of them was no longer as awkward as before.

After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, Wan Jun, who was already a little dizzy, forgot for a moment the uneasiness in wanting to ask Yang Dongxu for help, and after drinking another glass, he said, "Is Xu Zi rich recently?"

"That depends on how much Brother Wan wants. The small money is definitely a little bit. If it is enough for you, you can take it and return it whenever you want. If it is a big money, I am really tight here. You know that Sanwan throws it down. If you spend too much money, it will be a waste of money. Don’t say when you can get your money back, and you can’t even be responsible for your own profits and losses.”

Yang Dongxu raised his wine glass and drank the wine in the wine cup. Seriously, Wan Jun came to him to borrow money, which really surprised him. Because no matter where you look at it, the host is not a master who is short of money.

Now there are no expensive sports cars, not to mention the housing prices. Those foreign brands are also a drizzle for Wan Jun.

The only thing that can cost a lot of money is probably the antiques that have become more and more popular in the past two years, but I haven't heard that Wan Jun likes to play this. As for betting on Wanjun, there is, but winning or losing tens of millions will not hurt him. So he couldn't think of any reason why Wanjun would be short of money.

"Do you have this number?" Wan Jun hiccupped and blushed unnaturally, stretched out his right hand and flipped it back and forth.

"Brother Wan, are you kidding?" Seeing Wan Jun's gesture, Yang Dongxu almost spit out the food in his mouth.

He knew that it was definitely not a small amount to get Wan Jun to ask for a loan. But he didn't expect the other party to open his mouth so openly. Yang Dongxu wondered if he had thought about it when he said this number.

"I'm talking about Chinese yuan, not U.S. dollars."

"Cough, cough, cough" Yang Dongxu really choked on this, do you feel that I have been treated as dollars in feelings? Even if it is RMB, it is a large amount, okay?

If you turn your palm back and forth, the number must be 10. It is impossible for Wan Jun to ask him to borrow 100,000 yuan, 10 for 1 million, so you don’t have to turn back and forth by gesticulating with one finger, and the same is true for 10 of 10 million. So this ten is 1 billion.

Yang Dongxu tried his best, but he couldn't think of the confidence that the other party had to borrow 1 billion from him directly, and even pretended to be sentimental that he took the money as US dollars.

"Brother Wan, are you sure you didn't drink too much?" Yang Dongxu picked up the water cup next to him and rinsed his mouth, his face became serious.

"If it's US dollars, a count is fine." Wan Jun seemed to have drunk a little too much, and he didn't notice the change in Yang Dongxu's tone.

Yang Dongxu immediately rolled his eyes when he said this, 100 million US dollars! That's better than 1 billion people in the country, okay? Last year's average exchange rate was 4.78, and it is likely to break 5 this year.

But the exchange rate in the black market has already exceeded 7 in the first year, and it is possible to break 8 this year. This shows how strong the dollar is as a hard currency. If he really lent Wan Jun money, he would rather borrow 10 RMB than 100 million US dollars. With 100 million US dollars in hand, he can get more returns than the price difference of more than 20 million US dollars.