The Richest Man Yang Fei

The small band in the bar started playing the song "That First Love" again.

"The wind passes by the playground, and I pass by your youth..."

"Why are you singing this song again?" Murong Qing asked.

"The band will sing whatever songs the customers request," Yang Fei said. "The more people request this song, the more times it will be sung."

"I see. You can also request songs. How much does one cost?"

"Ten dollars, very cheap."

"You can order a song for ten bucks? How many can they sing in one night?"

"A few dozen songs, it depends on how many songs the guests request. A song only lasts three or four minutes, and about ten songs can be sung in an hour. The singing will last for a day, starting at three o'clock in the afternoon and ending at three o'clock in the morning. There will be twelve Even if I keep singing, I can sing more than a hundred songs.”

"It's impossible to sing all the time, right? The bar has to split the money, right? Then the band won't make much money."

"Bar singer, how much do you think you can earn?"

"Yeah, too."

"Why is this song so popular?"

"Because first love is perfect, but not perfect, so it can sing the soft chord in everyone's heart! You must have had a beautiful first love, right?"

"Me? I don't know."

"Don't know? If you have it, you have it. If you don't have it, you don't have it. How could you not know?"

Murong Qing thought for a moment and said, "No."

"Are you noble?"

"ah?"

"What year are you from? How old are you?"

"I, why should I tell you. Age is a woman's secret."

"That's for leftover women. Only older women have to be taboo about this. Just like men's money, only older men care about their income being known. A little boy has only five dollars in his hand. Yuan, ten yuan, are you afraid that others will know? In the same way, a young girl who is as beautiful as a poem will still care about telling others that I am sixteen years old? "

"What you say is really interesting, very humorous, and very knowledgeable." Murong Qing Yanran said with a smile, "I am not only sixteen years old."

"That's twenty-one."

"You also know?"

"Looking at you, you should look like you have just finished studying and entered society."

"..."

"You're twenty-one and you still don't have your first love? This is not normal."

"What? People must fall in love to be normal?"

"Otherwise? Are you autistic?"

"..."

"It's impossible for you to be unlovable! There's only one reason for that. The men you meet are all bad. They can't interest you."

"Yes!" Murong Qing took a sip of wine, "You are so smart!"

"It's a pity. If you met me, your first love wouldn't be blank."

"..."

"A youth without memories of first love,

I don't think it's perfect. "

"Are you encouraging puppy love?"

"No. However, I will encourage my son to pursue the girl he likes."

"What about your daughter? If she is chased by a boy, will you encourage her?"

"Then I will break that boy's legs."

"You are practicing double standards!"

"Of course. I can't let my children suffer. This is also a human subconscious reaction."

"I'm speechless for you, really! You don't allow your daughter to fall in love, and you want your son to pursue other girls!"

"Because he is my son. People are selfish, aren't they?"

"..."

"Did it refresh your understanding of me?"

"A little bit indeed."

"I didn't expect that I, Yang Fei, would be such a person?"

"Yeah! I didn't expect that!"

Murong Qing was slightly annoyed because he seemed to know everything she was thinking?

"It's getting late, shall we go?" Yang Fei looked at his watch.

"Yeah, it's already eleven o'clock. Let's go. We still have things to do tomorrow." Murong Qing said, "How come time flies by so fast when I'm chatting with you? Before I know it, it's only been a few hours."

"Because I like bullshit."

"Puch!" Murong Qing laughed, "You are so funny when you talk."

"Life is very boring. If it wasn't fun, it would be boring. Don't you think so?"

"indeed."

"I think you are still young and you shouldn't be able to understand the pain of life I mentioned."

"..."

"Where's your car?"

"I can call you."

"It's so late. If you call back, will everything be okay?"

"Ah I……"

"Then I'll hail a taxi for you."

"Do you have a car?"

"Of course I have a car."

"Then why didn't you say you'd give me a ride? It's so late, can you trust me to drive home as a girl?"

"Don't worry, the taxi drivers here are all very regular."

"Are you trying to say that I'm not attracted to men?"

"Huh? Of course not. Okay, I'll give it to you."

"You still have to ask me to give it to you. You really don't have any sincerity at all."

"You're even afraid of taxi drivers, aren't you afraid of me?"

"Not afraid."

"Do I look so harmless? Or do you think you are unattractive to me?"

"Ah? Oops, I can't help you." Murong Qing smiled, "You are my friend. If I don't trust you, who else can I trust?"

"Just kidding, please get in the car and I'll take you there."

"It must be fun to be with you."

"I am a very boring person." Yang Fei said, "Don't be fooled by one contact. Tell my driver where you live."

Murong Qing said: "I am temporarily staying at Shanghai Hotel."

"Okay, Miss Murong." Mouse responded from the front.

"Thanks."

"How's it going in Singapore?" Yang Fei asked.

"In which aspect?"

"Investment Environment?"

"I don't recommend you to invest." Murong Qing said, "Look, we have all returned to the mainland to invest."

"Well, it's a garden city. It's definitely not suitable for setting up a factory or something. It's probably okay to open a shopping mall, right?"

"The competitiveness of the mall there is actually quite high. Of course, if you insist on opening one, it will still be competitive. Meili Group has become famous!"

"I'd like to lend you some good advice. I'm not very familiar with that place. When you are free, or if you go back to Singapore, can you take me there? Be my guide?"

"Okay, I have to go back during the Spring Festival. I'm afraid you don't have time to come with me, right?"

"Spring Festival? Is it before or before?"

"I'll go back years ago."

"When will you come here?"

"Then it will be at least the fifteenth day of the first lunar month."

"In this case, I'll come find you after the New Year, right?"

"Okay, then I'll wait for you to come to me!"

"I will definitely go. Eighty percent of Singaporeans are Chinese, but our group is still blank in the market there. I have long wanted to develop it."

During the conversation, the car stopped.

"Miss Murong, we have arrived at Shanghai Hotel." Mouse said, got out of the car and opened the door for her.

Murong Qing got out of the car and waved to Yang Fei: "Goodbye!"

Yang Fei nodded.

At this time, a voice came over: "Qingqing! You're back! Where have you been for most of the day? I've been looking for you everywhere! Who is he? Yang Fei! Why are you with him? You guys have been Are we together every day? Are we together at night?”

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