Zheng Yong was wearing leather clothes, leather pants, and leather shoes, and his whole body was black. But the reflective sunglasses, with their silvery-white coating and a red-dyed Mohican hairstyle, attracted a lot of attention when they walked in the airport lobby.

Compared with his father Zheng Xuehong's round ball figure, this kid is burly and strong. Approaching a height of 1.8 meters, his chest muscles are high and bulging, coupled with a full set of black skin, there is a sense of oppression when he stands there, but unfortunately this momentum is ruined by his poor hairstyle and hair color.

Calling a taxi, Zheng Yong took out his mobile phone, looked at the address carefully and said, "Master, go to No. 37 Qinlao Hutong." ”

The driver turned his head to look at Zheng Yong while starting the car: "Heh, young man, No. 37 Qinlao Hutong is the richest man's courtyard." ”

"Know, don't talk nonsense, let's drive quickly!" Zheng Yong urged.

The driver in the capital had his own talent for Kan Dashan, and the car didn't run a few meters away, so he continued to inquire: "The little brother is a relative of the richest man in Song?"

Zheng Yong said: "I am an uncle. ”

The driver immediately laughed: "Then your father must also be a rich man!

"It's not expensive. Zheng Yong said.

Even though Zheng Yong obviously didn't want to chat, the driver was still talking to himself: "Your Uncle Song is terrible, a few days ago, the auction charity dinner, Leng Nyima auctioned 11 million!

Zheng Yong yawned, closed his eyes and said, "Master, I'll give you an extra 50 yuan, please shut up quickly." I just flew back from the United States, and I'm still jet lag, so I don't have the energy to talk nonsense with you. ”

"Hey, the turtles coming back from America, who graduated from college, Harvard or Cambridge?" the driver asked.

Zheng Yong was amused and laughed: "University of London." ”

The driver was unhappy: "Little brother, you are just making fun of me, London is the capital of the United Kingdom, how can it be in the United States?"

Zheng Yong said: "Cambridge is also British. ”

"Really, sir, I remember wrong?" the driver was a little confused, and glanced at Zheng Yong's mobile phone through the rearview mirror, "The United States can also buy a Shenzhou smart phone?"

Zheng Yong said: "Yes, it sells well." ”

The driver said: "That's awesome, made in China to the world." Let me tell you, you have also seen the world, and Clinton shook hands with me when he visited China. 20 years ago, the richest man in Beijing was my hair small, and I bought a Mercedes-Benz in the 80s, with a No. 1 plate, Beijing A·00001. The American reporter was so bad that he drove him to Tianxmen Square to take pictures. The red backlash, the No. 1 plate in Beijing, with the portrait of the city tower in the background, was titled 'Capitalists Challenge Red China' in an American magazine. Do you think the American devils are bad? This news was also exported to domestic sales and published in Chinese newspapers. The Chinese are so envious that they can't wait to become capitalists themselves. At that time, the United States was in high demand, and even a piece of toilet paper was printed with made in USA, and the price had to be doubled. Now we are awesome, after joining the WTO, made in China all over the world, and the waist pole can be straightened wherever we go. Do you know what China's GDP was last year? I don't know, I scare you to death when I say it......

Zheng Yong was not scared to death, he was almost annoyed to death, so he directly plugged in the headphones and listened to MP3.

finally came to No. 37 Qinlao Hutong, Zheng Yong hurriedly took out money and got out of the car: "No need to make change." ”

"The boss is generous," the driver did not drive the car away, but watched Zheng Yong knock on the door and enter, and then waved his hand and shouted, "Little brother, help me say hello to the richest man in Song!" Just say that I represent the whole Chinese people, thank him for letting the domestic mobile phone rush out of Asia and go to the world!"

Zheng Yong couldn't cry or laugh, and turned around and waved: "You are too polite!"

Walking through the garden and into the courtyard, Zheng Yong found the chef setting up the copper pot.

Under the grape trellis, Doudou is lying in a hammock about to swing, with half an apple in his mouth, holding a professional computer book and reading it with relish.

Hearing the footsteps, Doudou turned his head to look at it, and suddenly laughed: "Handsome guy, your hair is quite stylish, and you can pretend to be Sakuragi Hanamichi if you shave your head flat." ”

Zheng Yong threw the suitcase there, carried his backpack, took off his sunglasses and said, "My name is Zheng Yong." ”

"Zhu Jingyan. Doudou said.

Zheng Yong asked, "What about Uncle Song?"

Doudou said: "What about the back room, you sit in the yard and wait for a while, there is another guy coming today." ”

"Oh. ”

Zheng Yong put down the backpack, opened the suitcase, and actually took out a basketball from the box. He took off his leather jacket, wearing only a long-sleeved sports T-shirt, his chest muscles held the clothes high, and he stood there playing basketball with his fingertips.

Doudou glanced at the other party's boobs, and then looked at his own boobs, and suddenly felt super uncomfortable - she is a female tyrant who owns an airport!

"You dye your hair red, and you carry a basketball with you, are you really going to be Sakuragi Hanamichi?" Doudou couldn't help but complain.

Zheng Yong said proudly: "I brought this ball back from the United States, and it has the signatures of Yao Ming, O'Neal, Kobe and many other stars. The most important thing is to have Jordan and Johnson's signatures, do you know how difficult it is to get their signatures?"

Doudou smiled: "You went to the United States to study for a few years, and all the time was spent asking for autographs from football stars?"

Zheng Yong retorted: "I also play baseball and rugby well, and I am still the main player of the football varsity team. By the way, I still have a football ball in my box, and I want a lot of autographs from superstars. ”

Doudou glanced at the other party's chest muscles again, and immediately made a judgment on Zheng Yong: big chest and no brain!

At this moment, the porter let two more people in.

The little cousin Guo Rui also dragged his suitcase, and there was a girl by his side, who seemed to be his girlfriend.

"Fuck, Zheng Yong, when are you going back to China?" Guo Rui stepped forward and touched Zheng Yong's chest muscles, and was surprised, "It's a lot bigger, is the breast augmentation technology in the United States very developed?"

Zheng Yong instantly pushed Guo Rui's dirty hands away: "Get out, Lao Tzu doesn't do it!"

Guo Rui introduced the girls around him and said: "Lao Tzu doesn't do it either, this is my girlfriend Fang Caiping." ”

Fang Caiping smiled and stretched out her hand, "Hello, Brother Zheng Yong, you are Uncle Zheng's son, right?"

"Are you?" Zheng Yong was completely unimpressed.

Guo Rui explained: "Caiping's father is the founding veteran of Xianjiu Group, and we were from the same village when we were young, but her family moved to the city very early. During the Spring Festival last year, I went to my aunt's (Guo Xiaolan) house to pay New Year's greetings, and it happened that Caiping also went to her father to pay New Year's greetings. At that time, we didn't recognize each other, and we didn't see each other for more than ten years, but after chatting, I found that we were both studying in college in Rongcheng. ”

Zheng Yong smiled: "Then they got together." ”

"What do you mean by getting together, how ugly it is, we are seriously in love!" Guo Rui said speechlessly.

Zheng Yong and Guo Rui's acquaintances are similar, they both followed their father to the Song family to pay New Year's greetings, and the two naughty children soon played together.

Zheng Yong asked, "What are you doing in the capital?"

Guo Rui pointed at Doudou: "You ask her." ”

Doudou said: "Say it yourself, I'm not your translator." ”

Guo Rui said with a smile: "Android (China) is going to hold a year-end appreciation party, and all Android APP developers have been invited. I made my own mobile game, which was free, and the user response was good, and I also received an invitation from Android (China). By the way, bring your girlfriend to the capital for a few days. ”

Fang Caiping took the initiative to shake hands with Doudou: "You are Sister Doudou, Guo Rui often mentions you, saying that you are very good at programming, and you graduated early after three years of undergrading." ”

"Will he say nice things about me?" Doudou clearly didn't believe it.

Fang Caiping smiled embarrassedly, because Guo Rui's evaluation of Doudou was: Brother Chun is a pure man, an iron-blooded man!

Just when a few young people were laughing, the main owner of this year's dinner party of Song Weiyang appeared.

In the alley, I saw two Rolls Royce open the road, and there were several luxury cars behind the palace. In the middle is a greasy man riding a bicycle, wearing a thick down jacket and pedaling on a pair of warm old man shoes.

The bicycle stopped at the gate of the courtyard, and the greasy man rolled over and flew his hips and got off. He threw the bicycle casually, and the man in the suit who jumped out of the Rolls-Royce hurriedly held it, followed by a large number of followers blocking the entrance of the courtyard.

These entourages include men and women, bodyguards, drivers, nurses, nannies, secretaries...... ALL DRESSED VERY UPSCALE AND NEAT, ONLY THE GREASY MAN SEEMED THE LOWEST.

"Knock knock!"

A female secretary knocked on the door and handed in an invitation to a charity dinner.

The door opened, the porter glanced outside, and said, "Heh, the battle is quite big, only one is allowed to come in!"

Then the greasy man said, "You all go back, come and pick me up when it's time." By the way, leave me a bottle of medicine for emergency. ”

The female nurse immediately ran forward and handed over a bottle of imported medicine with both hands.

A group of men and women returned to the luxury car, and there was a special one to serve the bicycle.

The greasy man stepped into the door, took out a pair of walnuts from his coat pocket, and paced forward.

When he came to the courtyard, the greasy man was stunned when he saw a few young people, and then smiled: "You are all here to eat with me?"

"We are Uncle Song's juniors, and we happened to come to the capital for something and wanted to take the opportunity to see the world. Doudou said.

The greasy man sat down on the stone bench, played with walnuts and said, "I am familiar with this place in the capital, and I will send a few people to you as tour guides tomorrow." You can play for ten days and half a month, or you can play for a month or two months, and I have all the food, clothing and housing. It's not that I'm showing off that I'm rich, I'm definitely not as rich as your Uncle Song. But since you have come to the capital to have fun, and I happen to meet again, then I should do my best to be a landlord. ”

"Thanks, no. Doudou directly refused.

Zheng Yong quietly asked Guo Rui: "What is the origin of this old man? He is not dressed well, and the score is quite big." ”

"I don't know. Guo Rui shook his head and said.

Fang Caiping said: "I haven't heard of it either. ”

Song Weiyang finally came out of the back room, and when he saw the appearance of the greasy man, he was a little speechless.

The one who photographed the charity dinner this year is really a demon!

Song Weiyang said helplessly: "The person who comes is a guest, let's start serving." Sit down with you, too. ”

Everyone sat down around the hot pot, and the greasy man went straight to the point and said: "Boss Song, I have too much money to spend, and I don't know how to do business, and there are many misunderstandings about me in society." You give me advice, how do I spend money to make sense, so that people in society can really accept me. ”

Song Weiyang put down his chopsticks: "In front of me, don't pretend to be forced." Eat this hot pot honestly, where to come from, where to go back, and then quickly spend all your money. ”

The greasy man said, "I can't finish it." I give money everywhere, I donate money everywhere, and this money is getting more and more. I bought dozens of houses in the capital, and the price has risen too much in the past two years, you say it's not angry!"

Speaking of this, the greasy man sighed: "The more money I have, the more I feel empty and lonely, and I feel very uncomfortable all day long. The people around me, I know, are in it for my money. Let's talk about my girlfriend, I'm a bad old man who is almost 60 years old, and she is a student in Chinese opera. I really want to make friends, but I don't have a real friend!"

Song Weiyang buried himself in eating hot pot, too lazy to answer. Because this old man's story is too mysterious, some are true, some are false, only the ghost knows.