The journey was safe, and Yang Mu Chengshun returned to Pengcheng smoothly. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

At the time of his departure, the school had not yet had summer vacation. By the time he returned, the huge campus had become very quiet, and although there were still people playing on the playground, it was obviously not as lively as usual.

On the first day he returned, Yang Sencheng didn't see anyone at home on the grounds that he needed to reverse the jet lag. And the real reason is that he wants to tidy himself up, and at the same time let some traces on his body fade more and more, preferably so that people don't notice it at all.

The next day, those traces were so faint that if you didn't pay attention, you couldn't see them at all. In the evening, Yang Mucheng went to see Song Xiaoyu. Moreover, the meal with Song Mingyue that night. Although Song Mingyue didn't say it explicitly, Yang Mucheng could feel that she was actually worried about herself, and she wanted to confirm that she was really okay when she ate together.

Coming back from Africa, Yang Mucheng was obviously much darker. After all, the sunlight and living environment there are obviously different from those in China, and he shuttles back and forth in the jungle, often jumping up and down, with a few scratches on his hands, arms, and even his face. After half a month of running and tired, Yang Mucheng obviously lost some weight.

During the meal, Song Xiaoyu had been serving vegetables to Yang Mucheng, but Song Mingyue didn't say anything, because she had been busy cooking, and all kinds of well-prepared meals were placed on a large table, as if she wanted to make up for Yang Mucheng's time for a meal.

During the banquet, Song Mingyue joked with the two young people intentionally or unintentionally, and Song Xiaoyu's face was full of crimson. Of course, she hopes that as her aunt said, the wedding in the future should be held in a completely Western manner, and Yang Mucheng rode a white horse to her by the sea to offer flowers, like a prince and princess.

Yang Mucheng just smiled and nodded, noncommittal. Song Xiaoyu didn't know what he thought, but he still felt sweet in his heart. When she lowered her head, she didn't notice that when Yang Mucheng looked at Song Mingyue, there was a trace of complexity in her eyes. And Song Mingyue's always sharp eyes were deliberately evasive.

That night, Yang Mucheng lived in Song Mingyue's villa, and when Song Xiaoyu went to take a bath, Yang Mucheng and Song Mingyue had a very short chat.

The opening remarks were mentioned by Song Mingyue, after all, the two of them cannot have a cold war forever, they must always face and continue. As an honorary elder, as a person who has come over, she should grasp this scale first.

After answering the purpose of her trip to Africa, Yang Mucheng then asked a question that he had always been concerned about.

"How is Ye Chengwen now?"

When Yang Mucheng asked this question, although Song Mingyue tried her best to be calm, the hand holding the teacup still trembled inadvertently.

"Why did you ask this question all of a sudden?"

Song Mingyue's elegant shallow tea drink just right to hide the slight uneasiness at the corners of her eyes.

"Ye Chengwen's whereabouts in Hong Kong are unknown, and Ye Hongyu was attacked in Pengcheng, and I always feel that there is something wrong with this matter. After such a long time, there was no official news, and Ye Hongyu never contacted me again. And you seem to have a good relationship with their brother and sister, that's why I asked you. ”

Yang Mucheng didn't hide anything, and asked Song Mingyue directly.

"The water of the Ye family is very deep, you have easily stayed away from them, and when you get to the dry shore, I suggest you don't go inside again. I encourage you to be with Xiaoyu now, also because Ye Hongyu has been properly placed by the family. The two of you may be able to communicate in this life, but the chances of meeting each other are absolutely surprisingly small. Yang Mucheng, I know you are an amazing boy. In the words of you young people, he is a very promising peacock man. However, you should not forget that the reason why peacock men are scarce and sought after is that there are not many grassroots who can succeed in counterattacking. Moreover, most peacock men want to make a difference at a young age, so they climbed the plane tree and took the Phoenix Bridge. You're lucky right now, and I know you're working hard. However, I advise you not to be complacent. Maybe you are so young that you have swept away nearly 20 million in assets in one year. But, trust me, if someone wants to, I can always let your money and reputation evaporate overnight. So, don't think about things you shouldn't think about, and don't mention things you shouldn't. ”

Song Mingyue put down the teacup and had completely regained her calmness and wisdom when she first met Yang Mucheng.

"Everyone has curiosity, even if I can't fly into the door of the Ye family, I am friends with them. However, when encountering such a thrilling thing, I always want to see a real mystery. ”

Yang Mucheng gave a plausible explanation.

"Isn't there a saying on the Internet? Curiosity killed the cat. There are many unsolved secrets in this world, the existence of aliens, the magic of Bermuda, can you solve them one by one and see the real existence? With that curiosity, let's think about the operation of your company below. Now you, although your business is booming, it has actually reached a bottleneck. Moreover, there are often great hidden dangers in the prosperity on the surface. In the second half of this year, there will be some changes at the top of the domestic gun, which may directly affect the domestic economic pattern at that time. Although this is a large-scale thing, now the global economy is taking over the regulations, and it is the so-called pulling the whole body. What's more, this is not a trigger, but a direct impact on the pattern of the country in the next five years. When the time comes, everyone else is changing, and you are still following the old law of success, and you may be the first to be killed in seconds. ”

Song Mingyue is not only stating the facts, but also changing the topic without a trace. Of course, there is a deep meaning in it, which is also to hope that Yang Mucheng will operate well since he has stepped into the business world.

The male protagonists in those films, television and novels run a huge company, but the plot of pursuing a hotel waiter or a supermarket promoter every day is always nonsense.

First, in modern society, no restaurant waiter or supermarket promoter can withstand such a powerful economic offensive. Second, in the same modern society, no rich boss is willing to put that much effort into a girl like a silly girl, unless he is super boring.

Third, the modern social economy is running at a high speed and changing rapidly. Those business tycoons who were originally behind the scenes attended events at every turn, and even participated in film and television activities, eager to package themselves as stars, tired to death every day, and have time to play those prodigal games with those children?

Yang Mucheng organized Guanheng Investment Co., Ltd. in order to meet the possible business opportunities in the autumn of the second half of the year. Talking about Ye Chengwen with Song Mingyue today is just to explore the movements of the Ye family from the side.

Now, Song Mingyue directly pulled the topic to the economic trend in the second half of the year, and Yang Mucheng's heart was also tight, nodded in agreement, and did not say anything more.

At this time, Song Xiaoyu came out of the shower, and the three of them sat together drinking tea, chatted, and went to sleep.

The only thing worth mentioning is that Song Xiaoyu entered Yang Mucheng's room in pajamas. Of course, nothing happened to the two of them, although Song Xiaoyu's pajamas were translucent, and the carcass * body inside was looming, which was very sexy. However, Yang Mucheng did nothing.

He tasted personnel with Song Mingyue at the beginning of the month, and his desire has become stronger and stronger recently. Sometimes, he even felt that he could almost see through the clothes of the girls in front of him, and his mind could see their fruit shapes.

Yang Mucheng knew that he had a heart disorder, and of course this was also an instinctive reaction of a boy growing up. However, Yang Mucheng didn't want to let himself be overly addicted. Despite his self-confidence, he can harvest a lot of girls if he wants to.

Although nothing happened, Song Xiaoyu still left his room happily. Moreover, the face is full of happiness and sweetness.

At the beginning, Song Xiaoyu naturally asked about what he had done in the ******** and whether Tian Yuxuan was good. Yang Mucheng answered one by one, slowly calming her down. Of course, it was impossible for Yang Mucheng to tell her about gunfights and extermination, let alone mediating the Wu clan.

It's just that when Song Xiaoyu was full of curiosity, he described the primitive customs of Africa to her. And, take her on a trip to Africa.

Then, Song Xiaoyu imagined what would happen if she and Yang Mucheng went to the primeval jungle of Africa together. Finally, he ran to sleep happily with a red face.

The next day, Yang Mucheng had just finished lying and got up when he received a phone call.

Zhao Fengwu!

The owner of the Jomtien Club!

The last time Yang Mucheng drank with him was the night before he went abroad, when there were Zhao Fengwu and Zang Zhentian, both of whom could cross black and white in Pengcheng, calling for wind and rain.

In a flash, Yang Mucheng went to Africa for half a month, plus the two-day delay of coming back, he has not seen each other for 20 days, and there is no contact.

"Brother Wood, I heard that you went back to Pengcheng, why didn't you say hello to me? During this time, I knew you had something, so I didn't bother you. How's it going? ”

On the phone, Zhao Fengwu's magnetic voice came out full of concern. If you didn't know his details, who would have thought that a person who spoke so gently and elegantly would actually be a ruthless and underworld character who once had a knife stuck in his back and was still running away with the boss, personally leading people to cut down the whole family?

"Brother Zhao, I really touched you by this little thing that I still remembered. However, my business has been taken care of. Moreover, I have just returned to China. A lot of things have happened recently, and there are some things I don't understand, and I still want to ask Brother Zhao for advice. ”

Yang Mucheng has more and more experience, and he is becoming more and more confident in speaking. In the face of Zhao Fengwu, he can already calmly call himself a brother.

"Okay. When do you have time, let me, the big brother, pick you up and wash the dust. In addition, I have a gift that I have passed on to you, and I would like to give it to you in person. ”

Zhao Fengwu agreed with a smile, and then cut to the point.

"A gift from someone else?"

Yang Mucheng's brows furrowed, and then he guessed the biggest possibility.

Leaf Red Fish!

It has been two or three months since Ye Hongyu was last attacked in the courtyard, and they have not been in contact again. Although Song Mingyue was still warning him last night, saying that the two people are not in the same world, they may not contact each other again in the future. However, Yang Mucheng didn't believe that Ye Hongyu would forget about him. At least, not anytime soon.

Now, hearing Zhao Fengwu say that someone asked him to hand over the gift, the first person that came to Yang Mucheng's mind was Ye Hongyu.

"I won't sell Guanzi anymore, it was your classmate Ye Hongyu who asked me to transfer it to you. When you have time, let's sit down and chat, and then hand you the gift. ”

Zhao Fengwu did not sell the guanzi, and directly broke the topic, which was in response to Yang Mucheng's conjecture.

"Tonight, is it convenient for you?"

Yang Mucheng suppressed his heart and fused the complex emotions of nervousness and surprise, and spoke flatly.

"There is time. You can go to the Zhongtian Club at eight o'clock in the evening, and the two of us will have a good chat. ”

Zhao Fengwu happily agreed. (To be continued.) )