Usually beauties can bring people a sense of amazement, in fact, many times men can also have this kind of charm, in Yang Caiwei's eyes, when she was a child, she would resist her neck and give her as a horse to ride, and when she grew up, she could spoil her and spoil her father, who was the most handsome man in the world, this man who would take her to the playground with her mother when she was a child, this man who would help her get rid of all the annoying flies with different surnames, this one is getting older day by day, The man with black hair back then, and now with slightly white sideburns, has been her most important pillar for twenty years.

And Zhao Huchen, Yang Caiwei is not sure if she has never been in contact with the strange field of love if she has fallen in love with this man who has a bookish atmosphere similar to her father but comes to be more feminine, but she can be sure that she must be in love with this man, at least the most important point, she will not be disgusted by this man's intimacy and taking advantage, but will have an expectation that she herself feels ashamed of. Having grown up in the city, she knows what the last step of men and women is like, and she does not resist this man.

Yang Caiwei has always believed that a man can not be handsome, he can have no money, he can have no status, but he must not have no connotation and no cultivation, she is not the kind of superficial girl who looks more handsome than Li Junji, drives a sports car, and wears a nymphomaniac like Versace all over her body, she always feels that her boyfriend can not compare to her father, but she must be able to be looked down upon by her father and have the potential to surpass her father, in Zhao Huchen's body, she saw it.

This man who likes to be quiet when he reads, likes to sit under the window, likes to turn his head and gaze at her tenderly when she disturbs him, does not say a word, but smiles gently, this man who does not eat at all when he eats, gobbles up, this man who can make the group of boys who have had eyes on the top of his head since he was a child half angry but has nothing to say, this man who likes to sit quietly outside the villa and watch the starry sky in the dead of night, this enigmatic man has the same charm as a mystery, Yang Caiwei didn't know when her lightning attacked, but she knew that when she sat in the sun, the left side of her face was bathed in the sun, and the contours of her whole face were glowing with golden yellow and bright sunlight, and the man who smiled gently at her completely conquered her at that moment.

Time passed at an even speed, I don't know how long it took, Yang Ting put down a delicate kettle in his hand, carefully picked up the pot of orchids in front of him, turned to Zhao Huchen and smiled: "Huchen, how do you say this orchid?" ”

"Gentleman Ruolan, not to no one but not fragrant orchids and bamboo, plum is in a sense the carrier of traditional Chinese culture, but I am more concerned about the current pot as early as zero year its value has exceeded three million, and now it seems that there is no five million that can't be taken, right?" Zhao Huchen said with a smile.

Yang Ting nodded, shook his head again, and said: "This pot is indeed an authentic Tang Fengyu, but I didn't spend a penny to buy it, hehe, I didn't use it to rob, I haven't tasted it to the point of being stingy with millions, I have a little friendship with the chairman of the Yunnan Orchid Association, and he knows the first businessman surnamed Huang who cultivated the Tang Fengyu, he wants to enter the market with the product, so he naturally needs a snake like me to nod, so this pot of Tang Fengyu grafted from the mother seedling is given for nothing." ”

"The purebred Tang Fengyu grafted from the mother seedling? In this way, it seems that the price is about to double. To be able to put such a big heart into it, either the other party is desperate or a businessman with great courage. Zhao Huchen said.

"Yes, this businessman surnamed Huang has been dealing with orchids for thirty years, and the wealth he got in the last ten years is a hundred times that of the first twenty years, when he turned from an ordinary orchid merchant in Dali to the recognized orchid king in the entire southwest region, the whole turning point happened in this pot of Tang phoenix feathers, so people, their ability is important, but the opportunity is also indispensable, a person has the ability to have the city government lacks a little opportunity may be able to climb up for a while, but it is not possible to really want to be on the top, now this year, The wealth of the whole society is almost divided, ambition and ability are inevitable conditions, the only accidental condition for success is opportunity, some people have met, seized, so he soared, some people can't meet and can't catch up, a lifetime of nameless, helpless or indignant, it's fate. Yang Ting, who opened the chatterbox, seemed to sigh a lot, put down the orchid in his hand, and sighed.

"That's right." Zhao Huchen deeply believes that only those who can't afford to lose or are lucky enough to succeed will despise the existence of opportunities, and no one who is truly successful in their respective fields will ignore opportunities, which neither grandfather Zhao Laoji nor master Zhao Taidou has ever denied.

"Do you want to know what I asked you to do?" Yang Ting glanced at Zhao Huchen and said with a smile, for the young man in front of him, it is impossible to say that he is not satisfied, and the most important thing is his daughter's attitude towards this man and this man's attitude towards his daughter, in fact, Yang Ting himself also feels that he has high requirements for his son-in-law, and he does not want his daughter to like a high-minded man who has to rely on himself for the sake of so-called self-esteem and dignity, and he does not want his daughter to live a lifetime with a soft bone who is lazy all day long and will only sit and eat empty mountains. The former is too pedantic and the latter is too weak, and it is unlikely that they will bring their daughter a stable life.

However, he is also from the past, who hasn't gone through a young first love? Yang Ting thought that he was not as good as Zhao Huchen in front of him, and at the same age, he himself might still be buried in the library with glasses in school, but when this young man in front of him was able to do things that he seemed to be extremely ruthless now.

In the face of himself and his daughter, what makes Yang Ting happy is that Zhao Huchen has always treated the two separately, never losing a piece of the blood that a man should have because his daughter is his daughter Yang Ting, nor embarrassment his daughter by becoming machismo because he emphasizes dignity too much.

"There aren't many things that can be related to me, so it's not hard to guess. Axe Lao San or Zhang Jia. Zhao Huchen said lightly.

Yang Ting nodded, motioned for Zhao Huchen to sit down, he himself sat in the courtyard, picked up a cup of tea on the small table, put it to his lips, looked at Zhao Huchen's face, and said, "The Wang family has spoken, one million, buy your head." ”

Million.

In a society where 350,000 can easily buy an arm, 1 million heads seems to be a very high price.

And ordinary people will probably be frightened when they hear that someone offers one million to buy their own life, especially when they know that the other party has this strength.

So Yang Ting wants to see how Zhao Huchen, a young man who has always been very important to him, will react.

Zhao Huchen didn't feel the slightest panic, and even a little angry, a million? This one seems to be more than six zeros, but what can you do in these years? Or in a place like the Pearl.

"What can a million buy at Tomson?" Zhao Huchen asked rhetorically.

"It's a small bedroom." Yang Ting thought about it and said with a smile.

"My life is worth a room? And it seems that the Zhang family made a shot? What a big deal. If it's 10 million or something, maybe I'll send it to the door to exchange for 10 million jackpots. Zhao Huchen shrugged and pouted.

Yang Ting was stunned, and then laughed out loud.

"Ten million? You still underestimate yourself, Su Meiniang gave me a phone call before, and finally asked me, if you want to give you to her, see what she means, as long as I nod, whatever you ask for. Su Meiniang's words are worth too much more than 10 million. Yang Ting's laughter gradually stopped, and said.

"What, don't you believe it?" Yang Ting looked at Zhao Huchen, who was smiling playfully, and said.

"Faith, very much." Zhao Huchen nodded and said seriously.

Yang Ting chuckled, blew the tea that had been on his lips and had not been drunk, took a sip, put down the teacup, and left an aftertaste in his mouth, smacking his lips and seeming to be very aftertaste.

"There is a party in two days, I plan to take you over, this time is different from the last time I had a party with the axe Lao San Mei Niang, it will be much more formal, and you will go out with Cai Wei to buy a suit later. People rely on clothes and horses and saddles, although no one at the scene will be superficial to the point of judging people by their appearance, but since I have stepped into this circle as my heir, I must have a demeanor that people dare not underestimate. Yang Ting said softly in his signature contemptuous tone.

"Okay." Zhao Huchen replied, thought about it, and asked Yang Ting, who was sitting next to him and didn't seem to be waiting for him to speak: "Heir?" Are you sure I'm a so-called heir who can bring happiness to your daughter and can afford it? ”

"Not sure, who knows what will happen in the future?" Yang Ting turned his head to look at Zhao Huchen and said.

Zhao Huchen's eyebrows were slightly raised, and then spread out, recovering a slightly feminine soft arc.

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