The Richest Man Yang Fei

As Yang Fei expected, Han Yiyi's sad story is nothing more than falling in love but having no results.

When she was in college, she met a sunny and handsome young man. The young man came from the countryside in the northwest. He had a resolute character and worked hard in his studies.

After graduation, the young man returned to his hometown in Northwest China, far away from Shang Hai.

One of the boy's favorite songs is "Will you still love me tomorrow". On the day of parting, he got on the train and sang this song affectionately to Han Yiyi who was seeing him off on the platform.

Like many college romances that ended without a cause, the story between the two of them has nothing to do with it.

"That day, he wrote me a letter, saying that his family was so poor that there was only one cave dwelling, that he and I were people from two worlds, and that he could not give me happiness. He also sent a photo with the letter, which is his A wedding photo with another woman. He said that he married a local rural woman, and only such a woman is worthy of him..."

Yang Fei listened quietly, such a story is really old-fashioned.

"I read the letter and was in a bad mood, so I cried on your shoulder that day."

"Oh? That day, the breakup letter you received?"

"It's not a breakup, I have never held hands with him."

"No way?"

"Really, he hasn't even danced. He only knows how to study, and he is afraid of wasting time on other things."

"Then why are you hurt? Isn't this considered a bad hobby?"

"That's not love? Then what is love?"

Yang Fei couldn't explain clearly, isn't platonic spiritual love really not love?

In order to enlighten her, Yang Fei said with a smile: "At least you have to hold hands, right?"

Han Yiyi was stunned, and then realized that Yang Fei was joking, and she couldn't help smiling: "It makes sense. Then we have already held hands, not just once!"

Yang Fei laughed and said, "If you can laugh, it means that it's really over."

The relationship between the two became more intimate.

That unintentional encounter and dance, like a warm memory, is enough to bring the distance between two people closer.

After dancing for an hour, Yang Fei and Han Yiyi came out.

Han Yiyi's mood recovered, and her voice was as sweet as a silver bell when she laughed.

When I came to the street, the wind suddenly picked up, and it was so cold that I wrapped my coat tightly.

Han Yiyi's gaze froze suddenly.

Yang Fei followed her eyes and saw a Toyota car parked on the side of the road, a man and a woman getting out of the car.

The man turned around and also saw Han Yiyi, and couldn't help being stunned.

Yang Fei asked: "Is this the young man?"

Han Yiyi nodded: "It's him."

"Didn't you say that he went back to his hometown in the northwest?"

"That's what he said in the letter." Han Yiyi shook his head helplessly.

The expression on the man's face was richer and more complicated than that of Han Yiyi.

The woman next to him stretched out her right hand and gave the man a hard squeeze: "Hey, you can't move your eyes away when you see a fairy beauty? Believe it or not, I'll gouge out your eyes?"

The man said awkwardly: "Don't make trouble, you are an acquaintance."

"Yo,

Do you know such a beautiful woman? Say, who is she? "The woman didn't give in anymore, seeing that the man didn't speak, she twisted her high heels and walked in front of Han Yiyi.

The woman was wearing high heels and was not as tall as Han Yiyi. In order to show her aura, she put her hands on her hips and stared at Han Yiyi: "You know my man? What is your relationship?"

Han Yiyi said: "Classmate."

"Oh, so it's a classmate! No wonder he's thinking about it, looking forward to the class reunion! He probably wants to see you, right?" the woman said bitterly.

Han Yiyi said, "Where are you from?"

"Ala is from Shanghai, hey, where is Ala from, do you care?" the woman said angrily.

"I've seen you before." Han Yiyi said softly.

"Where did you meet me? I'm married to Liu Weidong, and I've never met you before."

"He sent me a picture of your wedding. You were thinner then, with one chin."

"You, dare to call me fat? Are you so thin? I warn you, don't even try to pester my Weidong!"

Han Yiyi said indifferently: "You think too much."

Liu Weidong came over and asked, "Yiyi, are you okay?"

Han Yiyi said: "I'm fine."

Liu Weidong said: "Where are you going? Do you need me to take you?"

Han Yiyi said: "No need, thank you!"

Liu Weidong's wife had been jealous for a long time, so she stretched out her hand and pinched him again, which made him gasp in pain.

"Do you still want to send her off? You still call Yiyi, Yiyi, how intimate you are! Do you think I am transparent? Or do you think I am air?" The woman has a pair of triangular eyes, and the flesh on her face grows horizontally. A vicious and mean look.

Liu Weidong glared at his wife angrily, but he didn't dare to get angry, and said to Han Yiyi: "Shanghai, who I was in the year before last, is now working as the director of the sales department of a daily chemical raw material factory."

The woman added: "That factory belongs to my family! My dad is the factory manager!"

Liu Weidong's face was wiped out by the woman, but he was used to being strict with his wife, so he didn't dare to get angry at this moment.

Han Yiyi thought she would be angry, but instead she smiled and said, "That's good."

At this time, the mouse had already stopped the taxi.

Yang Fei said: "Yiyi, why don't you get in the car first?"

Han Yiyi smiled and said, "Boss, then we've made an agreement, come to my house for dinner next time!"

Yang Fei said: "If you have a chance, you must go."

Han Yiyi waved goodbye to Yang Fei without even looking at Liu Weidong, and got into a taxi.

The mouse beckoned again, calling for a taxi.

The woman said to Liu Weidong: "I know who she is, is it Han Yiyi, the class flower you often talk about? Look at her, she looks like a vase, what's the use? She has been graduated for several years, even a I don’t have a car, and the boyfriend I’m looking for is also a migrant worker who doesn’t have a car! Tell you, you can marry a wife as good as me when smoke is rising from the grave of your Liu family ancestors. If you marry me, at least you have to struggle less Twenty years..."

Of course Yang Fei didn't bother to care about such things. He was about to get into a taxi when he suddenly saw a familiar Mercedes driving by.

Sure enough, it was an acquaintance, and this was the car of a purchasing vice president of Zhonghua Toothpaste Factory.

Yang Fei and the vice president of purchasing have met several times.

The vice president of procurement firmly remembered the appearance of the boss.

He didn't wait for the driver to stop the car, he had already pushed the door, walked over quickly, and stretched out his hands from a long distance: "Hello, boss, hello, boss!"

Yang Fei shook hands with him and exchanged a few pleasantries.

When Liu Weidong saw the vice president of procurement, he came forward to say hello as if he was seeing his own father: "Mr. Chen, does Mr. Chen still remember me? I am the sales manager of the supplier of your factory. I once asked You have eaten."

Mr. Chen didn't even look at him, he just said coldly, smiled all over his face, bent slightly and said to Yang Fei: "Boss, I heard that you inspected the Zhonghua Toothpaste Factory today, and I happened to be away from the factory because of something. It's better to meet by chance, please do me a favor and have a meal together?"

Yang Fei waved his hand: "I've eaten. Do your work!"

After speaking, Yang Fei went straight into the taxi.

President Chen kindly helped Yang Fei close the car door, nodded and bowed, and waved goodbye until the taxi was no longer in sight.

Seeing this scene, Liu Weidong and his wife were stunned, their mouths opened wide, and their jaws almost fell to the ground!

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