This news really surprised Yan Murong very much.

The first chief executive was a member of the Dong family?

Oh, that's right, the first chief executive was indeed surnamed Dong - it's just that before he came to Hong Kong, why didn't the old man tell him about the Dong family?

After thinking about it, Yan Murong took out the names and phone numbers that the old man had written to him before leaving from his rather delicate purse and looked at them-looking at them, Yan Murong grinned, and then laughed louder and louder. Jenny, who was sitting on the side, looked confused.

The first name on the paper is Dong Xingbang, and then there is a string of phone numbers.

After Yan Murong came to Hong Kong, he didn't carefully read the piece of paper that the old man gave him. He hadn't even seen what Yan Cangyuan gave him.

Blindly relying on the help of others, Yan Murong will not do it, he has to rely on himself - only when he really can't hold on, he will go to others for help.

He's not the kind of arrogant person, but he also has his bottom line.

When Yan Murong had laughed enough, he took out his mobile phone and called according to the phone number on it - he had changed his mind, he wanted to give Dong Wuyan a big surprise to that woman.

"Who?" Soon, the phone was connected, and a slightly old, but neutral voice came from inside.

"Is it Dong Xingbang, Grandpa Dong?" Yan Murong asked tentatively.

The reason why he is called grandpa, in addition to judging from the voice, Yan Murong also feels that it is impossible for his old man to tell him the contact information on the back, and from the name, this name does echo the trend of that era.

"Who are you?" Dong Xingbang asked suspiciously and a little vigilantly, there are not many people who know his mobile phone number, but it is not excluded that some ulterior motives are deliberately inquiring.

"I'm Yan Murong." Hearing the other party's affirmative reply, Yan Murong smiled and said.

"Yan Murong?" Dong Xingbang was stunned for a moment before asking. "You're Long Teng's grandson?"

"yes." Yan Murong smiled, as long as the other party still remembers his grandfather, then everything is easy to say. "Grandpa Dong, I'm in Hong Kong now--my old man said that no one can be seen in Hong Kong, but I have to visit you, you see when you have time, I'll go and visit."

"Haha, Longteng's grandson, haha." Hearing Yan Murong's words, Dong Xingbang laughed happily. Lian Lian said. "Okay, good, you come to see me, it's good. I'm an old man, I have time at any time, when are you coming? ――Why don't I send a car to pick you up now? ”

"That's fine." Yan Murong said with a smile. "I just don't know the road, I don't dare to go out for the past two days, I'm in trouble with Grandpa Dong."

"Haha, no trouble." Dong Xingbang laughed. "Tell me where you live, and I'll call someone to pick you up."

After saying his address, Yan Murong laughed inexplicably, and quickly ran upstairs in Jenny's eyes that he was a little worried about whether something was wrong with him, and after a while, he changed into a casual suit that looked relatively solemn and walked down.

In less than half an hour, the horn of a car sounded outside the gate of the villa.

When Yan Murong opened the door, he saw a silver-white Rolls-Royce parked outside, and a man in his thirties, wearing a driver's uniform, was standing next to the car.

When the driver saw Yan Murong coming out, he bowed politely and asked. "Excuse me, are you Mr. Yan Murong?"

"I am." Yan Murong said with a smile. "You were arranged by Grandpa Dong to pick me up, right?"

"Yes." The man nodded and said. "Is it convenient for you to go out now?"

"Convenient, convenient." Yan Murong nodded again and again.

"Then please get in the car." The driver bent down slightly, and after pulling the car door for Yan Murong, he made a gesture of please, and put his other hand on the roof of the car, so as not to prevent Yan Murong's head from accidentally touching the roof of the car.

Yan Murong was very envious - look at the driver from this big family, he is polite.

The Rolls-Royce started slowly and drove out of Repulse Bay at a constant speed.

In less than half an hour, the surrounding scenery gradually changed. Modern high-rises are becoming scarce, replaced by emerald green hills that appear to have reached the outskirts of Hong Kong.

In a few moments, the Rolls-Royce turned a corner at a fork in the road.

Soon, Yan Murong was surprised to find that a gate appeared not far in front of this road, and inside the gate, there was a castle standing - indeed, Yan Murong could only use a castle to describe this big house.

As the Rolls-Royce got closer and closer, Yan Murong saw more clearly.

I thought that the villa I bought was big enough, but compared with the mansion of the Dong family, it was the difference between ants and elephants.

It's not so much a villa as it is a manor.

As far as the eye can see, although the area of the entire manor is not as large as the Forbidden City, it is at least half the size of the Forbidden City.

When the car drove to the gate of the manor, it stopped, and after being questioned by the bodyguard in a black suit at the door, it started again and entered the manor.

What caught in front of him was a white building that looked as spectacular as a castle in the distance, but after Yan Murong asked the driver, he knew that this was just a house similar to a landmark building, and the people of the Dong family did not live here, and it was only for those bodyguards to live.

If Yan Murong was just envious at the beginning, then now he is already envious.

Look, look at what it means to be rich, I originally thought that I had bought a villa of 1,500 square meters, and I was already considered rich, but the places where the bodyguards lived were bigger than my own house.

Yan Murong thought depressedly, where is this to surprise Dong Wuyan, it is clear that Dong Wuyan gave him a surprise.

The car drove all the way along the road in the manor, and all kinds of large and small luxury villas appeared in Yan Murong's field of vision, and the car drove for another three minutes before stopping in front of a villa that looked more luxurious than the white building at the door.

Yan Murong sighed slightly--what does it mean that Zhumen's wine and meat stinky road has frozen bones? That's it.

Look at the beggars on the street, and then look at the house where the bodyguards live - "Mr. Yan, we have arrived." Seeing that Yan Murong hadn't moved, the driver reminded him. The master has come out, so hurry down. ”

Yan Murong came back to his senses at this time, looked up, and saw an old man standing at the door of the villa, looking at this side with a smile.