"There's a car," tilted his head out of the window, and before he could stretch back, Yang Huai saw a black Mercedes-Benz driving parallel to the big truck, it was his own car, he couldn't not recognize it, as for who was driving his car, it was no need to guess, although he didn't see the person in the driver's seat, he took out his mobile phone and sent a message, "It should be that you think too much." ”

"Hey!" said the girl, "you are doubting my anti-reconnaissance ability! I came out of the police academy! The car has been following us since we came out of the supermarket, and I am not blind." ”

Although he is no longer a police officer, it has become an instinct in life to see and listen to all directions.

"If you don't believe it, see for yourself. Yang Huai pointed to the intersection in front of him.

"Is it really a coincidence?" the black sedan actually entered the right turn lane in front of her until it disappeared from her field of vision, "Well, I hope I'm too careful." ”

"Go back and have a good rest, rest. You may have been stressed. Yang Huai didn't doubt why his people could find him, after all, he had already revealed to his assistant the names of the supermarkets and chicken farms where the goods were delivered, and it was not too difficult to find them.

Back at the chicken farm, he made a brief tour of the chicken farm, and then ran alone to the intersection of the village, a short and fat middle-aged man hurriedly stood there and looked around, and when he saw him, he immediately trotted over.

"Mr. Yang, Mr. Yang..."The middle-aged man waved as he ran.

Yang Huai did not answer, and then entered a small path, passed through the dense trees, stopped at the edge of the beach, and lit a cigarette.

"Mr. Yang....." The middle-aged man was already out of breath.

"Old Song, you need to strengthen your body to exercise, it's only a few steps," Yang Huai smiled and patted him on the shoulder, "What's the urgency of looking for me?"

It was only in the past two years that he began to slowly take over his Lao Tzu's industry, but he took over selectively, such as those related to old wood, boards, and furniture, and he didn't touch it.

One is that he is not interested in these, and the other is because these industries are partnered by his father and Wan Liangyou, and now Wan Liangyou is retired, and Wan Liangyou's son Wan Xinying takes over, he and Wan Xinying are absolutely unwilling to accommodate each other, and the two are completely incompatible.

If it weren't for his uncle's face and the relationship between the two families, he and Wan Xinying would have gone their separate ways a long time ago, and resolutely refused to eat in the same pot.

Fortunately, although he is uneducated and not knowledgeable, he is willing to listen to his uncle, and after he has spare money, he throws all kinds of messy industries into it, saying that it is good to call diversification, and saying that it is ugly to spread the net, and it is also lucky, and all walks of life are doing well.

Otherwise, he may not be fighting with Wanxin Eagle for the right of the furniture factory now, where is it so easy as now, just take care of his own family's side of the mess, and only receive dividends from Wanxin Ying.

He respected his ideas, and of course he didn't dare to disrespect them, otherwise he would dare to learn from Li Pei and don't care about anything.

However, he was not at ease with him, and still assigned him a 'nanny', nominally called an assistant.

For Lao Song, he ridiculed on his lips, but he respected him in his heart.

Song Youxi, Ph.D., successively served as the financial auditor of Yindao Trade, and then promoted to the manager of the planning and finance department of the large group, until 1995, when he was transferred to the China Re Group as the manager of the audit department of the finance department, and entered the sight of Li He.

Wan Liangyou and Yang Xuewen are still nominally one, but in fact they have long been separated.

Wanwen Group can achieve today's scale, and Song Youxi has contributed a lot.

"You're in a hurry, you said that if you have three long and two short, how can I explain to your father," Song Youxi said angrily, "It's completely out of touch." ”

"There's something I won't tell you more. Yang Huai smiled and said, "You are tired." ”

"You can answer the phone, and the phone can't be turned off," Song Youxi continued, "Good guy, I can't find anyone looking for you, isn't this a joke."

You touched my chest, and I'm still fluttering. ”

"Well, I was wrong. On the phone, Yang Huai was a little unscrupulous, but he really met Song Youxi in person, he was a little afraid of the other party's verbosity, "If you have something to say, say it quickly, I'm still waiting to go to work." ”

"Working on a chicken farm, what are you doing?" Song Youxi couldn't laugh or cry.

"What about my business, you don't care, I can rest assured that the company has you. Yang Huai smiled and said, "Okay, that's it, I have to go." ”

"Don't," Song Youxi hurriedly grabbed his arm, "Otherwise, let's buy the chicken farm, won't this be fine!"

"Don't!" Yang Huai hurriedly stopped, "If you should be busy, you should be busy, don't worry about my business, okay?"

"Hey," Song Youxi sighed, "but you have to promise me one condition." ”

"Say it. Yang Huai decided to compromise moderately.

"You can't turn off your phone anymore," Song Youxi paused and said, "Even if you don't answer the phone, you have to send me a message back in time." ”

"No problem. Yang Huai thought about it and agreed.

"Also, next month, your uncle's son will get married, and your father will let you participate on your behalf. Song Youxi looked at him and said uncertainly, "You shouldn't be absent, right?"

The so-called uncle is naturally Tang Liwen.

"It's really not good," although the uncle and grandmother brothers and sisters have passed away one after another, the relationship between the Yang family and the Tang family has not been broken, "Then I'll see the situation, and you can send me a message in advance when the time comes." ”

"Oh well. Song Youxi didn't have much hope.

"Keep it for me first. Yang Huai took out something from his pocket and threw it to Song Youxi.

"Hey..." Song Youxi hurriedly took it, and when he saw that it was actually a watch, he could only look at Yang Huai's back and sigh.

The days of the chicken farm are leisurely and comfortable, Yang Huai has never felt so comfortable in his life, since he was a child, he was pinned on the hope of his parents and grandparents, and he came all the way to Hong Kong to study, and the living conditions are very good, but there is always a sword hanging over his head, if he doesn't work hard, he seems to be sorry for whom.

The sense of responsibility made him have to run hard.

Later, when he joined the work, and then took over the baton from his father, he was surrounded by flattering people, and he felt that life was extremely unreal.

Even in front of his good friends and classmates in the past, he gradually couldn't hear the sincere words.

He prefers to be alone.