The Richest Man Yang Fei

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After Wan Aimin arrived in Shanghai, there were only ten days left before the Lunar New Year.

In a few days, Yang Fei's company will have a holiday.

Before she came, she didn't notify anyone, she just took a plane and came alone.

After arriving in Shanghai, she took a taxi directly and told the driver to go to the Meili Group headquarters building.

"Which headquarters?" the driver asked while driving.

"Beautiful Group Headquarters."

"I know it's the headquarters of Meili Group, but they have three buildings in Shanghai. Which one are you going to?"

"Huangpu."

"Oh, I see." The driver said, turning on the radio.

The radio channel was broadcasting news, and it happened to be about Yang Fei.

"This rich man is not easy to be taken for granted. There is nothing wrong with him. Whoever he holds hands with or goes shopping with will be exposed. He is even more famous than a celebrity." The driver chuckled.

Wan Aimin said: "This is called attention and exposure. Most people can't enjoy such services!"

The driver smiled and said: "Of course it's good to be a rich man, but there will be another beautiful woman every day. Look at this Yang Fei, you don't know how many women he has played with!"

Wan Aimin said: "Yang Fei is a gentleman, he cannot play with emotions."

The driver smiled obscenely: "Of course he doesn't play with feelings - he's so rich, so why should he talk about feelings? What a waste of time? Just play with people."

Wan Aimin frowned: "You don't understand Yang Fei, don't talk nonsense!"

"Hey, I'm talking about this lesbian, and I'm telling you Yang Fei's story. Why are you excited? Don't you know him?"

"Of course I know him!"

"No way? Do you really know the richest man Yang Fei? Who are you?"

"I am his mother-in-law!"

"Hahaha!" the driver laughed.

"What's wrong? You don't believe it?"

"I believe it, of course I believe it. What mother with a daughter doesn't want to be Yang Fei's mother-in-law? Hahaha! I also want to be Yang Fei's uncle!"

Wan Aimin snorted coldly: "You definitely can't be his uncle, but I am definitely his mother-in-law!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" The driver followed her words and smiled, "Yang Fei didn't send a private plane to pick you up? He didn't send a car to pick you up at the airport? I see, your son-in-law doesn't care about you either. Why, you might as well marry your daughter to my son. My son is twenty-three years old, an undergraduate, and works in a state-owned enterprise..."

Wan Aimin was too lazy to follow him. He picked up his phone and looked at the time and said, "Master, please drive a little faster. It will be dinner time soon. I'm afraid it will be late. Yang Fei and the others have already eaten."

The driver laughed again: "Hey, eldest sister, do you still want to have dinner with Yang Fei?"

Wan Aimin said: "I often eat with him!"

The driver shrugged: "I often drink with him. He doesn't drink well. He said he had a stomachache from drinking when he was young, so he can't drink now."

Wan Aimin said: "You are joking. I am serious about what I said."

"Yes, of course you are serious. You are the mother-in-law of the national husband!" the driver laughed.

Wan Aimin knew that he could not believe it, so he stopped talking about it.

The car arrived at the beautiful building and Wan Aimin paid the taxi fare.

As soon as she got off the car, she saw Chen Mo walking out.

Of course Chen Mo knew Wan Aimin, so he smiled and said hello: "Sister Wan, why are you here?"

Wan Aimin smiled and said: "Secretary Chen, I happened to be in Shanghai on a business trip, so I stopped by to see my Xiaojia. Is she there?"

Chen Mo came forward and said: "She and Yang Fei have been sailing on the yacht for two days, and today they went to the racecourse to run horses. There is no telling whether they will go back to work at night! Why didn't you inform me in advance? She's fine, too. A preparation."

The taxi hadn't left yet. When the driver heard these words, he couldn't help but be stunned and shouted loudly: "Hey, eldest sister, are you really Yang Fei's mother-in-law?"

Wan Aimin just made a joke, but now it was exposed in front of Chen Mo.

She couldn't help but blush, and she waved her hand: "Stop talking nonsense and drive quickly!"

The taxi driver muttered: "Oh, my dear mother! I really drove the mother-in-law of the richest man Yang Fei!"

He said as he left.

In order to cover up his embarrassment, Wan Aimin flipped his hair and said with a smile: "This man is really a madman! He talks crazy!"

Chen Mo chuckled and said, "Sister Wan, don't worry, there are some taxi drivers who are a little bit tongue-tied."

Wan Aimin said: "Where are Xiaojia and the others riding horses? Can I go and have a look?"

"Of course. I'll call Yang Fei now."

"No, no need to call, I'll just go there by myself."

"That place is quite far away." Chen Mo said, "I have work on hand right now and can't leave it. How about I arrange a car to take you there?"

"That's fine. Sorry to bother you."

"No trouble."

Chen Mo immediately arranged a car to take Wan Aimin to the racecourse.

The driver was a driver from the company who had a very strict mouth. He would not answer unless Wan Aimin asked questions, otherwise he would remain silent most of the time.

Wan Aimin asked him, where has Yang Fei been playing recently?

The driver said that he doesn't drive for Big Boss and doesn't know what Big Boss is doing. Big Boss has dedicated drivers. You can ask them.

Wan Aimin said oh and didn't ask him any more questions.

After driving for about forty minutes, the car stopped. The driver got out, opened the rear door, and said respectfully: "The racecourse has arrived."

Wan Aimin got out of the car with a smile, took out a fifty-yuan note and handed it to him: "Thank you."

"I am the company's driver, and this car also belongs to the company. There is no charge."

"I know, this is a tip for you. Thank you for your hard work."

"Then I don't dare to accept it. We don't have this rule, and I don't dare to set this precedent. The racecourse is over there, and the big boss must be playing there. Do you want me to accompany you there?"

"No need, I'll go there myself." Wan Aimin looked up and saw a dense mountain forest nearby. Although it was autumn, there were green jungles and grasslands everywhere.

The road we came from had two forks, one leading to the horse farm and the other leading to a large construction site under construction. There was a row of houses next to the construction site.

Why is it so remote?

Wan Aimin thought to himself and walked towards the racecourse.

On the racecourse, Yang Feizheng and Jiang Xiaojia were riding horses.

He glanced this way and said in surprise: "Xiaojia, look at that woman over there, she looks like Sister Wan!"

"Are you talking about my mother?" Jiang Xiaojia reined in her horse, put up an awning with her hands, and looked over here, "Ah, it really looks like her!"

Yang Fei smiled and said: "Isn't it really that Sister Wan is here? How can there be such a similar person in the world? The way they walk is exactly the same."

Jiang Xiaojia said: "How is that possible? The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and we all have to go home. If she comes, she must be sure in advance... Oh, she is really my mother! Mom! Mom!"