The Richest Man Yang Fei

"Okay, then I'll think of a solution." Chen Ruoling was surprisingly docile, "You've been away for three days. Nothing happened to the company, right?"

"No big deal, everything is under control."

"That's good. Are you very disappointed?"

"Um?"

"The company is doing well even though you are not here. Doesn't this prove that you are not as important to the company as you thought? Aren't you disappointed?"

"No, I'm only happy. It's like parents seeing their children grow up and become independent, feeling full of accomplishment and relief."

"You have such a good attitude. If you were a child raised by me, I would be reluctant to be separated."

"We're just memories for kids."

"Well, maybe. After all, when I grow up, I rarely want to be with my parents. Am I particularly unfilial?"

"There are many kinds of filial piety. To me, as long as my child lives a good life, it is filial piety to me. When we give birth to him, don't we just want him to live well?"

"Then can you accompany me back to Beijing tomorrow?"

"good."

Yang Fei agreed to her return to Beijing not just because of his relationship with her.

His grudge with the Gao family had nothing to do with the Chen family. The Chen family was involved in this matter just to help him.

Now that the Gao family had been repeatedly frustrated by Yang Fei, they became angry and launched a fierce attack on the Chen family.

When the Chen family is in trouble, Yang Fei should help the Chen family, both in terms of love and justice.

He told Chen Ruoling: "You don't need to book a flight, I have a private jet."

"..."

In the evening, after Yang Fei and Jiang Shuying finished eating, they went out for a walk and chat by the river.

Jiang Shuying was as happy as a little girl, holding Yang Fei's hand, humming a tune and dancing two-step from time to time.

She was originally a girl like a princess, but she suffered from depression for a period of time because of family changes.

Now she has stepped out of the trough of life and embraced the bright sunshine.

"Xiao Ying."

"Um?"

"Leave the garment factory to you!"

"Garment factory? Isn't it owned by you and Jin Dabao?"

"Jin Dabao quit. He is now the CEO of Huayi Group."

"Ah, is he promoted? Or demoted?"

"Haha, he is a pretty good person, contented, and not too greedy."

"So, the garment factory is yours now?"

"Yes, let me leave the clothing management to you. Now that the company is bigger, you can no longer just immerse yourself in design. You can take time out to manage and live a good life."

"The design company has hired many professional designers now. Their abilities and standards are indeed very good. I can only give them some advice. Well, how about setting up a clothing company? I will be the CEO?"

"That's what I was thinking."

"What I want is that in the future I can also work in the Meili Group headquarters building and see you every day."

"Then it's settled."

There are people selling flowers, performing arts, and begging by the river.

A little girl selling flowers spotted Yang Fei and Jiang Shuying and chased them.

"Brother, my sister is so beautiful, why don't you buy her a bouquet of flowers!"

"Brother, can you just buy a bunch?"

Yang Fei became impatient and asked, "How much does one flower cost?"

"Five dollars a flower."

"So expensive? It only costs fifty cents at the wholesale market."

"Brother, flowers are priceless, but friendship is priceless. Buy a bouquet and give it to this beautiful young lady!"

Yang Fei said: "Okay, give me one."

"Buy more! Nine of them! They represent long-lasting love!"

"It's not a question of too much or not. We are taking a walk. How can we play with so many flowers in our hands?"

Jiang Shuying just smiled and didn't speak.

Although she also loves flowers, the relationship between her and Yang Fei does not need a few flowers to prove.

Yang Fei bought a flower and handed it to her.

She sniffed it and said with a smile, "It doesn't smell very good."

Yang Fei said: "The fragrance of roses is not strong at all, and the wind on the riverside is strong, so of course there is no fragrance at all."

Jiang Shuying cut off the stem of the rose and put the flower on her chest.

She was wearing a dress with a pearl button on the chest. She unbuttoned the pearl button, stuck the flower into the buttonhole, and buttoned the pearl button until it could be worn securely.

Yang Fei took a look and said, "Well, it's very unique. As expected of someone who studied design."

Jiang Shuying smiled sweetly.

She still held Yang Fei's hand, and the two of them walked forward slowly.

A melodious guitar sound came over.

Many pedestrians gathered around a small performing arts stall and watched.

The person who played and sang was a girl, about seventeen or eighteen years old, with long flowing hair and bright black eyes. She was wearing a light blue skirt and a pair of ordinary sneakers. The whole person looks fresh and clean.

Her singing voice is very clear and has a strong sense of penetration.

It was hard to imagine that such an exciting and high-pitched voice came from her petite body.

Tourists stopped to watch.

Jiang Shuying whispered: "They are all free spectators, no one gives money. Yang Fei, she sings pretty well, please give her some money! It's not easy for a little girl to make money."

Yang Fei hummed, took out his wallet, took two hundred yuan and put it into the cardboard box on the ground.

The girl bent towards Yang Fei and said thank you between singing.

Yang Fei listened to two songs with Jiang Shuying before leaving.

"It's not a burden to have too many skills. It's good for a person to learn another skill when he's young. When he's down, he can still make some money by setting up a stall on the street." Jiang Shuying said with emotion.

Yang Fei said: "Street performing is the hardest way to make money. Not only do you have to be willing to show off your face, but you also have to have inner integrity. Without real skills, it is difficult to get the onlookers to pay for rewards. This is much more difficult than begging with your hand and heart. ”

"For such a young child, if it weren't for the real difficulties at home, I don't think she would come out to perform. Maybe she would be like me..."

"Stop talking about this."

Jiang Shuying hummed and smiled sweetly: "I haven't been out for a long time. I'm very happy. Yang Fei, can you hold me and spin around?"

"Huh? How old are you to still play this?

"Twirl around! When I was a child, I especially liked my dad holding me high and spinning me in circles. I would keep laughing, laughing..."

Yang Fei knew that she was moved by the scene and said with a smile: "I'm afraid I can't lift it high. Well, it's okay to spin in circles."

So, he hugged her and spun her around twice.

Jiang Hanying didn't smile, she lay on his chest and cried: "Yang Fei, the rose was crushed!"

"..."

"Yang Fei, thank you."

"Why are you thanking me? Just because you turned around twice?"

"If I hadn't met you, maybe my current life would not be as good as that singing girl! After all, I don't have the courage to sing in public."

"Silly! You are a graduate of the National People's Congress. How can you not find a good job? Do you need to come out to sing?"

Jiang Hanying raised her head and kissed him on the face.

Not far away, there was a camera clicking, clicking, taking pictures. The lens was pointed at Yang Fei, but I don't know if it took the two of them in?

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