The Richest Man Yang Fei

Ning Xin put on Yang Fei's loose short-sleeved shirt and beach pants, and the two sat in the yard, shaking their fans, listening to Cicada's tireless screams.

Her feet were huddled on the chair, her feet were bare, and the white skin of her legs shone with crystal white light under the moonlight.

"It's nice to have money." Ning Xin looked up at the moon and said, "In this metropolis, you can still look at the moon and stars as you like."

Yang Fei smiled and said, "You can too."

Ning Xin shook her head: "My family's conditions are not good, my father got your help to pay off the debt slowly in the past few years, I went to college, and spent a lot of money in four years, and now the state does not pay for distribution If it weren't for you, I would have to find a job by myself."

Yang Fei said: "This is the reason why you don't go to graduate school? You are smarter than me, and your grades have always been better than mine. If you really want to go to graduate school, isn't it a matter of minutes?"

Ning Xin lowered her eyelids and said nothing.

Yang Fei asked: "After the toothpaste factory changed hands last time, didn't your father pay off the debt with the money he got? Why do you still owe money?"

Ning Xin said: "I only paid back part of it."

Yang Fei said: "Mr. Ning's salary is not too low. It took so many years to pay off the debt?"

Ning Xin said: "There was a renovation at home, plus my college expenses, it's almost the same. My mother is obsessed with playing mahjong, and she doesn't go out to work anymore. My father makes money alone."

Yang Fei said: "You said it earlier, do you want to take the postgraduate entrance examination now?"

Ning Xin said: "I don't want to trouble you all the time. The relationship between us is not so good that we can ignore each other."

Yang Fei was silent.

Yes, their relationship is actually not very close!

If I remember correctly, today was the day when he and Ning Xin talked the most.

Suddenly there was a bang in the backyard.

Yang Fei was startled, stood up and said, "Someone seems to have jumped in."

Ning Xin asked nervously, "Is there anyone?"

She subconsciously held Yang Fei's hand,

Lean on him.

She had just taken a bath, exuding a faint fragrance from her body.

Yang Fei made a shush gesture, then walked behind the door and picked up a golf club.

He has learned to play golf now, which is also a bourgeois activity he learned after being with Chen Ruoling.

Horseback riding, target shooting, shooting, and golf are all the hobbies of the upper class. Ordinary people want to play, but they don't have the environment and financial resources.

Like a little tail, Ning Xin pulled Yang Fei's clothes and followed behind him.

Yang Fei backed out, closed the door, and walked towards the backyard from the side of the house while paying attention to the movement in the backyard.

Ning Xin lowered her voice and whispered: "Yang Fei, is it a thief? Let's not mess with him and call the police quietly? I'm afraid they have knives in their hands and they may hurt you."

Yang Fei touched her lips lightly, signaling her to keep silent.

Ning Xin stuck out her tongue and stopped talking.

The moonlight elongated a man's figure and landed on the ground in front of Yang Fei.

Sure enough, there are thieves!

Yang Fei raised the golf club high, clenched his hands, inhaled and exerted strength, then suddenly rushed out, and hit the man on the head with a hard shot.

The man was lying on the window sill, holding a pair of pliers in his hand, about to open the anti-theft window, but he felt a sharp pain in the back of his head.

He turned around slowly, pointed at Yang Fei, his eyes were wide open.

Yang Fei wouldn't give him any chance, sneered, and swung again!

This time, he swung very low, how low?

Well, it was the height of the thief's legs.

So, two goals in one shot.

The thief was so painful that he held his balls in both hands, jumped his legs, sucked in the cold air, and let out a ho-ho cry.

Yang Fei's third shot came again.

Boom!

This shot hit the opponent's chin.

Slight, click!

The sound of jaws breaking.

The thief couldn't even make a ho-ho sound, so he could only bark indiscriminately.

Yang Fei tightened the alloy rod in his hand, and said, "It's so hard, it's so durable! Try another rod!"

The thief turned around and fled in fright, jumped up, grabbed the eaves of the wall in the backyard with both hands, and shrunk upward with great effort.

It's a pity that when he came in, he used a bicycle, and the depth of the courtyard inside this courtyard house was obviously deeper than that outside the wall!

It's easy for you to come in, but it's hard to get out!

The thief kicked his legs on the wall and climbed up with all his strength, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get up.

The strength is getting weaker and weaker, and the further you go, the more hopeless you are.

Yang Fei swung his club and hit him on the back.

The alloy rod hits the spine, it's not too sour!

At this moment, there was a knock on the front door.

Yang Fei said to Ning Xin: "Go and see who it is, don't open the door casually."

Ning Xin hummed and went forward.

Yang Fei hit the thief twice again, and said with a sneer, "Run! Can I lend you a stool?"

"Okay, okay!" The thief replied vaguely.

Yang Fei hit him twice: "Bah! Where do you think I am here? You can come and leave whenever you want?"

The thief trembled in pain: "Don't hit it, don't hit it. I didn't know you were at home. I have been squatting here for several days, and the lights in this room have never been turned on."

"Hehe, it didn't light up, did it?"

"It's been a day since the power went out, so I wanted to take the opportunity to come in and touch a baby, but I didn't expect you to be at home. Don't fight, I'm leaving now, and I won't do it again."

"Haha, interesting, what are you thinking about in the future?"

At this time, Ning Xin's voice came over: "Yang Fei, the police are here."

"Police?" Yang Fei was taken aback for a moment. Just as the thief was caught here, the police came over there?

"Boss Yang, it's me." A familiar voice came over.

It's Zhu Lin's cousin.

Yang Fei dealt with him last time.

Yang Fei smiled: "It's you."

"Boss Yang, we were patrolling outside just now, and saw your bicycle under the wall, and there were dirty footprints on the seat of the bicycle. I was suspicious, and when I looked up, I saw footprints on the wall too. , I was afraid that thieves would enter your house, so I came to knock on the door."

"You guys came just in time. I have already caught the thief, here, the one who is trying to escape over the wall."

The policemen were all amused, they turned on a strong flashlight and shone it on the thief's face.

The thief gave up climbing over the wall, covered his face with his hands, and kept dodging.

The police stepped forward, grabbed the thief by the collar, turned him around, kicked his knee, and the thief groaned and knelt obediently on the ground.

The police took a photo of his face and said with a smile: "Yo, isn't this an old cannon? It's just been released from it, it's only been a week, right? Your hands are itchy again? Well, you like being in it so much Come on, I'll let you stay a little longer this time."

That old cannon, with a bitter face: "Government, I didn't steal this time. I was caught as soon as I came in, and I was beaten. Look at my face, and my waist hurts." I was interrupted by him. You can arrest me, but he must compensate me for my medical expenses!"

"See if you can do it! Pay your medical expenses? Do you know who this person is? Just dare to jump over the wall! Fortunately, you fell into the hands of Boss Yang today. If you hit the hands of his bodyguards, you Hands, I’m afraid I’ll break them a long time ago!” The policeman sneered, handcuffed him, and shouted heavily, “Take him away!”

After finishing speaking, he changed his smiling face again, and said to Yang Fei: "Boss Yang, I'm sorry to bother you. If there is nothing to lose to the family, we will leave now."

Yang Fei waved his hand: "I saw him as soon as he came in. There is no loss. Thank you for your hard work."

"It should be." Several policemen smiled, and before leaving, they took another look at Ning Xin.

Ning Xin sent them out, and when she turned around, her expression was a little sullen.

Yang Fei asked her: "Scared?"

"without."

"Then your face is so ugly?"

"The police officers said a few words after they went out just now, and I happened to be closing the door, so I overheard them."

"Oh? What words?"

"They said, Boss Yang, it's good to be rich. Another woman is more beautiful than the other. This one looks like a supermodel, and the one last time looks like a celebrity."

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