The Richest Man Yang Fei

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Yang Mingyi's funeral was the most lively and luxurious event in the entire Taohua Village's history.

Not to mention people from the village, people who came from all over to attend the funeral, no matter where they came from, were full of praise and said that this was the most magnificent funeral they had ever seen in their lives.

People from all walks of life are not included, only people within the group are counted, which are tens of thousands.

The thousands of flowing tables that Yang Fei mentioned were definitely not an exaggeration.

Chen Ruoling, Yang Hua, mother and son arrived the next day and have been staying at Yang Fei's house.

Wei Xinyuan and other bosses, as well as Chen Mo, Ning Xin and others, rushed over that night.

Chen Shaohua, Fu Heng and other friends also arrived at Taohua Village the next day.

All the hotels and B\u0026Bs in Taohua Village were fully booked.

Yang Fei discussed with many villagers and asked people to stay in their unused rooms.

Every household in Taohua Village has built a three-story or even multi-story villa. The houses range from a dozen to dozens. There are many vacant rooms, which are enough to arrange.

Yang Fei made a rule that all visitors, regardless of their status, would not receive gifts.

As long as everyone comes, they will have free food and accommodation.

In this way, other people's criticism of the Yang family will be eliminated.

Yang Fei spends money like water, and he doesn't accept gifts. No matter how grand the ostentation is, it's still his family's money, and no one can say anything.

In five days, Yang Fei barely slept a wink. Fortunately, he was young and it didn't matter how many nights he stayed up.

On the day of the funeral, the funeral procession stretched for more than ten miles. The coffin made a circle around Taohua Village. The person carrying the flag in front walked to the end, and the people at the back of the procession were still lining up at home waiting to set off.

I can’t count how many cars there are and how many people are here!

There are people from all walks of life, ranging from dignitaries in the capital, provinces and cities, to peddlers and pawns.

Yang Mingyi was eighty-three years old, and he passed away in his sleep. It can be regarded as the end of his life, which is what the folk say is a happy death.

Therefore, most of the people seeing them off had smiles on their faces, beaming and chatting and laughing.

The brothers and sisters of Yang Liyuan and Wu Suying are here.

Thanks to Yang Fei's help, these uncles and aunts have either found decent jobs or started good businesses. Every family has a house and a car, and their lives have long entered the well-off or even wealthy class.

On the day of the funeral, the sun was red in the sky and the breeze was blowing. It was a rare sunny and windy summer day.

The procession was slow. The funeral road that usually only takes an hour to complete took more than five hours and did not reach the mountain until three o'clock in the afternoon.

Fortunately, I didn't miss the auspicious time.

Standing at the foot of the mountain and looking up the mountain, the mountains and plains were filled with mourners.

Everyone sighed with emotion, "It's good to be rich. Look at this pomp and popularity! Tsk tsk! It's really a lot of experience."

"It's called, rich people have distant relatives in the mountains! Although the Yang family lives in a ravine, if something happens, people from all over the country will come!"

"Why is it so sour? If you have the ability, become the richest man!"

"I'm not being bitter, I'm just telling the truth."

"I heard that Yang Fei has assets worth trillions! Oh my god, how much money is that?"

"Trillions? Are you lying? How can there be so many? Ten billions is as high as the sky."

"Ten billions? You know nothing about the wealth of rich people! What's tens of billions? At least a hundred billions!"

"How much is a hundred billion?"

"One hundred billion! One hundred million and one thousand! You want to go on your own! No matter which country Yang Fei goes to, he can be received by foreign presidents!"

"If I had so much money, I would buy mutton for every meal!"

"Cut! You only know about mutton? Not to mention Yang Fei's food, but if you go and take a look at Su Tong's family's food, they eat all delicacies from the mountains and seas. People have long been tired of eating mutton! I heard that Su Tong sits here Yuezi, the money to buy groceries every month is more than 100,000 yuan!”

"That's right! I'm afraid Yang Fei spent millions on the five-day funeral! And he didn't charge a penny in gifts, and every guest had to give away cigarettes, wine, and gift bags. Who is as wealthy as him? This cost What a strong family background,

How dare you do this? "

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Various discussions arise one after another.

At the moment when the coffin was buried, dark clouds suddenly rose in the sky and a strong wind blew.

Several girls from the Yang family burst into tears together.

No matter what happened to my father when he was alive, it still hurts my heart to watch him being buried now.

There is just one more little bumpkin on the mountain, but the world has lost a father and a grandfather.

Yang Fei stood beside the tomb, silent.

Past events flooded into my eyes.

He took a worker's shovel, shoveled the loess himself, and covered his grandfather's coffin.

After completing the ceremony and going home down the mountain, it was already five or six o'clock in the evening.

After dinner, the guests left one after another.

Taohua Village, which had been bustling for five days, finally became quiet.

Jiang Ziqiang and others were Yang Fei's close friends and were invited to stay for one more day.

Jiang Xiaojia and Chu Xiu also took leave and were playing in the yard with several children.

Yang Fei and others were drinking and chatting in the yard.

The pain of the old man's death gradually goes away, and the living people will eventually return to the track of life.

Yang Fei toasted Jiang Ziqiang with a glass of wine and said, "Brother Jiang, thank you for your hard work these days. You have always been with me."

Jiang Ziqiang said, "We are one family, but we are talking about two different families."

Wan Aimin smiled and said, "When my father passed away, it was all thanks to your help! Xiaojia is studying in Shanghai, and I asked you to take care of him."

Jiang Ziqiang said, "You just shouldn't buy them a car. It's too unseemly for such a young child to drive to and from school."

Wan Aimin said, "I think it's good to buy a car, but they shouldn't buy such an expensive car. They are still students! How will they live in the future if they develop luxurious living habits?"

Yang Fei said, "Is this car still expensive? Xiaojia also wants to buy a supercar worth tens of millions! Fortunately, the store didn't have a car in stock, so I picked up this one."

Wan Aimin said, "Now they take care of you and treat you like an outsider. When you grow up in the future, where can you find such a good boyfriend and husband? You have developed the habit of being high-minded and low-handed. You will definitely not be able to get married in the future."

Yang Fei said, "I heard a story. A family member gave birth to a daughter. Every time it was her birthday or any festival, the father would buy a bouquet of flowers for her daughter."

Wan Aimin said, "That's weird! Why does a father send flowers to his daughter? How much money does it cost?"

Yang Feidao said, "This father has his own explanation. He feels that his daughter has been accustomed to collecting flowers since she was a child. When she grows up, she will be immune to flowers and will not be moved to marry her just because of a bouquet of flowers from a man."

"Haha! Interesting!" Jiang Ziqiang laughed, "When I chased Aimin, the first time I gave her was flowers, and then she was so moved that she cried. I took her hand early that day."

Wan Aimin rolled her eyes at her husband, "Go away! Don't worry about it here! I am the kind of girl who has never seen the world! I fell into ruin with just a bouquet of flowers! Yang Fei is right, your daughter must be rich! From now on! We need to send her more flowers!”

Jiang Ziqiang said, "She even owns a car worth more than three million yuan, but she still cares about a bouquet of flowers worth more than thirty yuan?"

Wan Aimin said, "Flowers and cars are different. Flowers have a natural ability to confuse girls."

As he was talking, Yang Fei's phone rang.

He picked it up and looked at it, frowning slightly, then motioned to Jiang Ziqiang, got up and walked aside to answer the phone.

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