The Richest Man Yang Fei

In 1995, there was a song in my country's pop music scene that was sung all over the country.

"Ninety-nine daughters are red, buried for eighteen winters; ninety-nine daughters are red, brewing an eighteen-year dream..."

Three years later, in November 1998, Sister Mei sang "Daughter Red".

"Take a sip of Nurhong, relieve the coldness of two hearts, there are three words left unsaid"

The three characters "Nvnuhong" have a special meaning in Chinese traditional culture.

Yang Yuying's daughter, Hong, has not only treasured eighteen winters?

In her dreamy years, how many more than eighteen years of dreams have been brewed?

Yang Fei and Yang Yuying met in the snow-covered New York, and each drank a sip of 1982 red wine. Because of a slip of the tongue, I like you, and the freeze between the two hearts was untied.

There is no need to say those three words.

it is more than words.

Love is not for words...

Outside the luxurious and heavy floor-to-ceiling curtains, there is snow.

In the Western-style fireplace in the house, there is a warm flame burning.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, the mouse stood guard in front of Yang Fei's door.

Whoever came, he blocked it.

Chen Mo and Ning Xin came back from work and wanted to report to Yang Fei, but they were also stopped by the rats.

"Brother Mouse, shall we block it too?" Chen Mo asked in surprise.

When they were in Boston, they lived in the same room as Yang Fei!

After arriving in New York, Yang Fei bought several properties here, enough for everyone to sleep separately.

However, Yang Fei never avoided them.

Even in the middle of the night, as long as the two of them have something to do, they can report to Yang Fei at any time.

The mouse looked helpless and persistent: "I'm sorry, Miss Chen,

Miss Ning, Young Master Fei is resting and refuses to disturb anyone. "

"Everyone, including the two of us?"

"Yes. Please forgive me, the sky is falling, please report back tomorrow."

"What's going on?" Ning Xin asked Chen Mo curiously.

Chen Mo shook his head: "I don't know, forget it, let's go."

As the two of them walked, they looked back and saw that the mouse was as motionless as a clay sculpture or wood carving.

After a while, a few middle-aged men in flashy clothes hurried upstairs, saw the mouse, and asked, "Excuse me, does Boss Yang live here?"

"Which Boss Yang?"

"Boss Yang Feiyang of Huayi Company."

"Who are you?" Mouse asked vigilantly. At the same time, the muscles all over his body tensed instantly, like a fully drawn bow. If the other party disagreed, he could shoot quickly.

"We are employees of Huayi Company. We just received a call from the company. We have something to explain to Boss Yang in person." The visitor said while wiping his sweat.

"What's the matter, come back tomorrow!"

"But, our business is urgent."

The mouse gave him a sharp look and told him to experience it for himself.

"I'm sorry to bother you, we'll come back tomorrow." The visitor's expression froze, he didn't dare to say anything, turned around and walked away in despair.

At six o'clock in the evening, Chen Mo came over. Seeing the mouse still standing at the door, he couldn't help being surprised: "Yang Fei hasn't woken up yet? It's time for dinner."

"Miss Chen, don't worry about dinner."

"Has it been sent in yet?"

The mouse didn't answer.

"What's wrong with Yang Fei? Isn't he sick? Is he caught a cold? I'll go in and see him."

"I'm sorry, Ms. Chen, it's inconvenient for Mr. Fei to meet guests. You can talk about it tomorrow if you have something to do."

"Am I a guest?" Chen Mo couldn't help laughing.

"For me, except for Fei Shao, everyone else is a guest."

"Hey, Brother Mouse, what happened? The more I think about it, the more confused I get. I seldom see you standing guard."

"Then I advise you, don't think about it. Just do what you should do."

Chen Mo was bored, rolled his eyes, and went back honestly.

Until eleven o'clock in the evening, Mouse looked at the time, expecting that no one would disturb Fei Shao, so he went back to his room to rest, but he was always alert, paying attention to Yang Fei's situation.

There was nothing to say all night, and until the next morning, there was nothing on Yang Fei's side.

Chen Mo was really worried about Yang Fei and came over early in the morning.

However, to her surprise, the mouse was still guarding the door.

"Brother Mouse, you haven't slept in the dormitory?"

"Sleeping."

"Where's Yang Fei? Are you up yet?"

"Young Master Fei is still resting."

"Brother Mouse, are you sure Yang Fei is okay?"

"Don't worry, Fei Shao is fine."

"But it's been so long."

"Miss Chen, don't you trust me?"

Of course Chen Mo could trust mice.

He has followed Yang Fei for a long time, longer than her.

Usually, Yang Fei treats the mouse like a brother, like a brother, he is the person he trusts the most, and he will take him with him wherever he goes.

However, Chen Mo really didn't understand why Yang Fei had to rest for so long?

I've never seen him so sleepy before!

It wasn't until the sun was high that Yang Fei's door opened.

The first thing Yang Fei did when he opened the door was to tell the mouse: "Bring food."

The mouse made a general report, who had been here during this period of time, and how many times.

Yang Fei waved his hand: "I see. Well, if Chen Mo and Ning Xin come again, let them in. As for the staff of Huayi, I'm gone. If they still come, just say I'm not here."

"Okay, Shao Fei."

When Chen Mo and Ning Xin came over, they heard the singing of Yingying and swallows in Yang Fei's room outside the door.

The two of them looked at each other and thought it was Su Tong who had come over.

After entering the house, I realized that the person who came was not Su Tong, but the famous singer Yang Yuying.

When Ning Xin saw Yang Yuying, she ran over happily: "Miss Yang? It's really you!"

Yang Yuying's face was glowing red, as crystal clear as jade. She shook hands with Ning Xin and Chen Mo, and chatted with them with a smile, without any celebrity airs at all.

Chen Mo was curious, when did Yang Yuying come?

But she dared not ask.

After all, there was no established relationship between her and Yang Fei. As a secretary, why should she interfere with the boss's private life?

Ning Xin has always liked Yang Yuying very much, and she also met Yang Yuying through Yang Fei's introduction before. The two of them are old acquaintances, and there are topics to talk about.

Although Chen Mo likes listening to music very much, she doesn't chase stars.

She didn't like Yang Yuying.

When Ning Xin was chatting with Yang Yuying, Chen Mo sat quietly, her eyes were like detectives, scanning Yang Fei back and forth.

Yang Fei rested on the sofa with his chin resting on his hand.

Feeling Chen Mo's gaze, he smiled and asked, "What's the matter?"

Chen Mo said: "I came to see you last night, but Brother Mouse wouldn't let me in. I was worried that you were sick and didn't sleep well all night."

Yang Fei believed her words, and said with a smile: "It's my fault, I was hungover, and the mouse blocked the guests for me."

Chen Mo looked carefully at Yang Fei's face.

She is disappointed.

Obviously, Yang Fei's complexion and mental state are also good, and he doesn't look like he just had a hangover at all.

Chen Mo's mood suddenly became very bad.

What's worse, she couldn't figure out why her mood became so bad?

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