The convoy has gone away, attracting a lot of attention, and everyone loves to see the luxury convoy.

After the convoy left, two more tall and beautiful women appeared in the other two directions, their expressions were displeased, and they looked at the convoy deadly.

It was Jincheng who was summoned, the national aviation lady who landed sharply.

"Garbage man, you dare to complain about me, I have a son without a fart Y thing......"

Ye Mingyu scolded and scolded, so angry that he stomped his feet.

Passenger complaints, not dealt with absolutely impossible, she was fined two thousand.

This is still for the sake of her old employees, if it weren't for the old employees, it would be possible to transfer her to the ground staff directly.

First-class passengers, that's no joke.

Maybe the other party is in a bad mood and has some background, then the entire airline will have to lose.

"This guy really doesn't look like an ordinary person, or don't count it."

The stewardess next to her gritted her teeth, a little nervous.

"What's it? A few broken cars are amazing, let me meet them next time, definitely see them once and hit them once. ”

Ye Mingyu continued to grit her teeth, and the stewardess next to her really had no way to dissuade her.

After looking at the convoy for a long time, the rear of the car had long disappeared, and I couldn't see anything famous.

In the end, the two daughters left with mixed feelings.

The huge manor, a typical Southeast Asian garden, just arrived at the door, I saw two elephants being greeted, the convoy drove in, continued to move forward, and further on, the typical Burmese style building has appeared in front of you.

The team at the door greeted them, all of them with a respectful attitude, bowing their heads.

In this kind of place, the rules are still very big.

Here, Shang Zhijian warmly invited, He Jianghai and Shang Mingyue entered the hall.

Shang Zhijian is an elder, and under common sense, the attitude of handover should also be considered.

However, Shang Mingyue didn't care about that, she was awesome and booming, and she completely regarded this place as if it were her own home.

As soon as he entered the hall, an older woman, in her sixties, appeared in sight.

Extremely enthusiastic, he stood up and gestured to greet the two of them.

"Hai Shao, this is my mother, she has admired your name for a long time."

Shang Zhijian hurriedly introduced He Jianghai.

He Jianghai was a little embarrassed, no matter what, he was also a junior, an elder made a special trip to greet him, and the two sides were not very familiar with each other.

He hurriedly greeted him, bowed his head slightly, held his single hand with both hands, and called his aunt again and again.

Shang Zhijian's mother is a generation higher than He Jianghai's.

However, the status of the two sides is there, and there is naturally no problem with calling Auntie.

"I'm a little ashamed."

At the same time as shaking hands, He Jianghai hurriedly said humbly.

"The young people of the He family are high-spirited, and the old woman can have the opportunity to meet each other, which is luck, Xiao He, you are too polite."

The merchant mother is also quite polite, and her response is not leaky.

Shang Zhijian's family, in fact, has only been in Southeast Asia for 50 years, and it is his mother's generation who came over.

Naturally, he is also from a big family in the capital, and he is not as famous as the top ten families, and he definitely has knowledge.

As for Shang Zhijian's Laozi, it is long gone, so there is no need to mention this.

After greeting her, Shang Mingyue was neither humble nor arrogant in front of Shang's mother, and then the two sides sat down to pull some homely things.

Shang's mother has extraordinary knowledge, and she has no problem talking about the past scenery of the capital.

However, the key is that the things she said are all old yellow calendars, and besides, there is a generation gap between the young and the old, He Jianghai has been listening to her, and he obviously can't sit still.

His eyes had already looked at Shang Zhijian, intentionally or unintentionally.

Shang Zhijian understood, and he had already said goodbye to his mother, and then he would arrange accommodation for He Jianghai, but it was certain to visit again.

"What are you anxious about, I still have a little trivial."

Shang Zhijian spoke, and his mother was obviously unhappy.

This first-generation family business in Southeast Asia is the world laid down by his parents, and this businessman mother has an unusual status at home.

"Xiao He, you haven't traveled thousands of miles here, so I have to send you something."

Then the merchant mother looked at He Jianghai, her expression was kind, and then she greeted the people around her again, and someone had already come over.

He Jianghai saw a tray in his eyes, which made it clear what kind of gift it was.

He frowned slightly, and could only pretend to be polite.

The family exchanges, all this routine, giving gifts and gifts, and reciprocating gifts, without refusal, unless the two sides are enemies.

The things sent by the elders are even more the same, and the merchant mother obviously still maintains the style of the older generation.

The tray had arrived, and Shang Zhijian's eyes had already shown suspicion, obviously he didn't know that there was such an arrangement, and Shang Mingyue next to him had a complicated expression.

The tray was opened, the greenery leached out, and He Jianghai had already frowned.

Extremely transparent and pure, a total of one hundred and eight, jade prayer beads like big cherries.

There is a difference between jade and jade, and he knows little about these things.

However, after a quick glance, he already knew that the energy of his locking spiritual breath was extremely powerful, and if he got it in his hand, he could definitely find a super spiritual weapon.

It's a thing that doesn't have a short history.

"Looks like Xiao He understands this?"

Seeing He Jianghai's eyes condensed slightly, Shang's mother smiled and said.

"I really don't understand, I only know that it's extraordinary, this kind of thing seems to be a bit deserved."

He Jianghai hurriedly responded, he sees things differently from others, like merchants, looking at this rosary, at most he looks at the historical value and economic value.

This thing is very valuable, it is a certainty, and the value is not easy to say.

"What's there to be ashamed of? This thing is indeed an antiquity, but it is just right for you. ”

The merchant's mother smiled and asked someone to cover the tray, and she had to ask someone to wrap it.

Shang Zhijian, who was next to him, looked at it for a long time, his face was already black, and he stood up in a hurry.

"Mom, you're mistaken, Hai Shao and Xiaoyue are not boyfriend and girlfriend!"

With a face like a pig's liver, Shang Zhijian blurted out.

He blurted out that He Jianghai had already been stunned, and he was a little embarrassed.

As soon as I heard this, I immediately understood what it meant, this old aunt, after a long time, thought that he was a new aunt who came to the door and had that relationship with Shang Mingyue.

This thing seems to be precious, obviously it is impossible to give it away without this relationship, Shang Zhijian definitely can't help it.

Shang Zhijian looked at He Jianghai apologetically.

When he was on the grassland, some words had been said very clearly, no matter how forced he was, it was useless, Shang Zhijian didn't want to offend He Jianghai.

Over there, Shang's mother's cold gaze had already seen Shang Zhijian, and then she became kind and pleasant.

"What are you anxious about? Young people are rare to see, and giving some gifts to show their gratitude is not as much as you think. ”

Shang's mother snorted coldly, and blamed again.

"No, Mom, Hai Shao has a wife!"

blurted out, no longer hiding it, Shang Zhijian's fists clenched.

"Have a wife?"

At this exit, the merchant mother was obviously stunned, and her eyes had fallen on He Jianghai.

Glancing up and down, and then looking at Shang Mingyue, it was obvious that it was incredible.

After a moment, her face turned obviously dark, and she waved her hand, but she asked the pallet worker to retreat.