Yan Murong left, just as he came, waving his sleeves and not taking away a single cloud......

Actually, he just got on the plane.

After a short flight, the plane landed at Hong Kong's Chek Lap Kok International Airport.

The plane came to a stop, the stairs opened, and a beautiful flight attendant in uniform appeared at the door of the cabin first, and then said with a smile on her face to every passenger who stepped off the plane that she had a good journey.

When almost all the people on the plane were gone, Yan Murong, who was wearing a casual suit and a pair of sunglasses that was extremely wide and almost covered most of his face, and Teng Xiangling, who was wearing casual clothes of the same color as Yan Murong and looked like a couple's outfit, appeared at the door of the cabin.

Why did Yan Murong and the others get off the plane last? It's simple, because there are so many people.

Yan Murong couldn't figure it out, as soon as the plane landed, before it could stop, these people couldn't wait to stand up, and then began to take out their luggage from the suitcase, took out the luggage and began to squeeze towards the cabin door - Yan Murong really didn't know why they were in such a hurry, and it wasn't that the plane would fly away immediately.

Yes, only Teng Xiangling came to Hong Kong with Yan Murong.

Whether it is Su Qingwu or Yan Minghua, they both have their own companies, and they don't have time to accompany Yan Murong to Hong Kong, and Yan Murong thought about it for a while, but he didn't come up with a friend, so he could only let Teng Xiangling accompany him.

Is it wrong? Yan Murong also thought about it. It's just that now he doesn't trust Hua Cuo very much-

Following the crowd all the way to the outside of the airport, Yan Murong seemed to be extremely familiar with this place.

"You've been here?" Teng Xiangling asked in surprise. Because Yan Murong almost didn't look at the schematic map of the airport sent by the flight attendant after getting on the plane, he could accurately find the way out.

"I haven't been here." Yan Murong smiled. "I'm just a bun, this kind of metropolis, it's the first time."

As he spoke, Yan Murong pointed to the crowd and said. "I'm just following them, can I still get lost? Even if you get lost, you can find the police, I heard that the police here are very enthusiastic - I just don't know if calling 110 here will work. ”

Teng Xiangling was speechless, she still couldn't understand why this man always had a strong self-confidence.

Out of the airport, Teng Xiangling felt that Yan Murong was not wrong at all when he said that he was a dirt bun, and he felt ashamed to stand beside him.

Look, look at what he's doing, haven't you ever seen a tall building? Haven't you ever seen a taxi with a red painted body? Why grinning and giggling?

"Don't look at it, think about where we're going." Teng Xiangling pulled the corner of Yan Murong and asked in a low voice.

"Go buy a house, buy a car." Yan Murong grinned.

Yes, he wants to buy a house, buy a car, and buy the best.

He is poor, but that doesn't mean that the people around him are also poor.

When leaving, Yan Murong said goodbye to his family, as a mother, Guo Wanjun felt sorry for him, and quietly gave Yan Murong the private money he had saved for so many years, and told Yan Murong with a handful of snot and tears that he must buy the best house and drive the best car.

Yan Murong couldn't cry or laugh, and said in her heart that you have saved more than 3 million private money, what can you buy in Hong Kong, where the house is more expensive than gold?

But after all, it was given by her mother, and Yan Murong couldn't refuse, so she could only take it.

Needless to say, Yan Minghua didn't cry or make trouble, he generously took out the check, waved a big pen, and a string of zeros appeared on the check, and then threw it to Yan Murong very chicly. "Little Swallow, there's nothing for you, we lack everything, we just don't lack money, take it, it's 100 million US dollars, make do with it, it's not enough to ask for more."

At that time, Yan Murong was moved enough, if there were not too many people in the family, he would want to hug Yan Minghua and kiss him a few times immediately.

Listen, listen to what people say. 100 million dollars, it's still improvised, and it's not enough to ask for more?

So, Yan Murong thought, since this is the case, what else is he going to Hong Kong for? Wouldn't it be okay to borrow money directly from my sister-in-law? And it's also an interest-free loan –

If you want to say what people are the most eloquent, there is no doubt that many people will say taxi drivers.

Due to the particularity of their jobs, the guests they pull every day are all from all over the world, so they know a variety of things, from the national political situation to how much is a pound of soy sauce rice, as long as you ask, they can say one, two, three.

Therefore, Yan Murong pulled Teng Xiangling and got into a taxi directly, and then chatted with the taxi driver.

"Two, Yanjing is here, right?" To Yan Murong's surprise, this Hong Kong driver actually spoke an authentic Beijing film.

Seeing Yan Murong's surprised look in the rearview mirror, the driver explained with a smile. "My dad is from Yanjing, and my mom is from Hong Kong, so speaking of which, I am half a fellow countryman with you."

"That's right." Yan Murong nodded with a smile and asked. "Big brother, I want to buy a house in Hong Kong, do you have any good places to recommend and recommend?"

"Oh? Are you looking to buy a house in Hong Kong? The taxi driver asked in surprise. How big do you want? ”

"I don't know." Yan Murong shook his head, counted the money in his pocket, and then asked. "What kind of house can I buy for $50 million?"

"Squeak-" Hearing Yan Murong's words, the driver's hand suddenly shook, and the taxi began to sway on the road, causing a burst of scolding. The driver hurriedly stepped on the brakes before pulling the car on the side of the road.

"Brother, you-you're not kidding, are you?" The driver turned his head to look at Yan Murong and asked. You know, that's a dollar, even Li Jianhua, the richest man in Hong Kong and known as the richest Chinese, his mansion is worth 120 million Hong Kong dollars, and this young guy who doesn't talk to him is 50 million dollars.

Damn, you still don't let people live? The driver thought depressedly.

"Are you kidding? Am I kidding? Yan Murong was stunned for a moment, and then realized that he was a little Meng Lang. Hurriedly said. "Big brother, I'm here to do business in Hong Kong."

"Doing business?" The driver glanced at Yan Murong strangely.

"What's wrong?" Yan Murong asked.

"Nothing." The driver said. "It's just a little strange - now a lot of Hong Kong businessmen go to the mainland to do business, but you come to Hong Kong."

"There's nothing strange about that." Yan Murong laughed. "Where you can make money, you can go there, although Hong Kong has developed prosperously, but it is not without a way to make money."

"That's right." The driver nodded, restarted the car, and was silent for a moment before speaking. "Little brother, for the sake of our fellow countrymen, let me remind you - I also know that it is not a raptor but Jiang, with your age and your financial resources, I think you are not an ordinary person, but in the development of Hong Kong, you must pay attention to three things."

"Oh? And this statement? Let's hear it. Yan Murong asked curiously.

"Three no's, that is, three things that can't be provoked. The first one is Hutchison. The second one is Li Jiancheng, as for the third one, there are more people, that is, those ***, these will slowly experience in the future, I won't say more. ”

"What about the three attentions?" Yan Murong asked.

"Three notices are much simpler." The driver laughed. "Pay attention to what you say and do, pay attention to where you stand – and, most importantly, pay attention to the business you choose."

PS: I'm sorry for the long night, I slapped my face in the long night, it was supposed to be a good five watch, but now I can only have four watches. The cannon outside roared loudly, and there was no way to code words, so I could only owe one more, and I would make up for it tomorrow on the sixth watch. It's also a long night of laziness, and when it's the New Year, you should give yourself a holiday and go to spend the New Year with your family. Finally, I wish you all a Happy New Year again!