Rebirth of the Wild Age - chapter 717

Beijing, the airport.

Zheng Yong was wearing leather clothes, leather pants and leather shoes, and his whole body was completely dark. But the coating of the reflective sunglasses was silver-white, and they also had a moxican hairstyle dyed red. Walking in the airport hall attracted a burst of gaze.

Compared with his father Zheng Xuehong’s round body, this kid is burly and strong. He was nearly 1.8 meters tall, his chest muscles were high and bulging, coupled with a full set of black leather dresses, there was a sense of oppression standing there, but it was a pity that his momentum was ruined by his terrible hairstyle and hair color.

Calling a taxi, Zheng Yong took out his mobile phone, looked at the address carefully, and said, “Master, go to Qinlao Hutong No. 37.”

While starting the car, the driver turned his head to look at Zheng Yong: “Heh, boy, Qinlao Hutong No. 37 is the richest man’s house.”

“Know, don’t talk nonsense, and drive quickly!” Zheng Yong urged.

The driver in the capital had his talent for talking about Dashan. Before the car ran a few meters away, he continued to inquire: “Is the little brother a relative of the richest man in Song?”

Zheng Yong said: “My uncle.”

The driver immediately laughed: “Then your dad must also be a rich man! What is your name, little brother?”

“Not expensive.” Zheng Yong said.

Even though Zheng Yong obviously didn’t want to chat, the driver was still talking to himself: “You Uncle Song is terrible. The auction charity dinner was auctioned the other day, and Leng Nyima sold 11 million! You said it’s just a meal, too. It’s expensive, isn’t it okay to buy him ten or eight suites?”

Zheng Yong yawned, closed his eyes and said, “Master, I’ll give you an extra 50 yuan, so please shut up quickly. I just flew back from the United States and I am still suffering from jet lag. I’m not energetic to talk to you.”

“Hey, the turtle from America? Which one graduated from university? Harvard or Cambridge?” the driver asked.

Zheng Yong was amused: “University of London.”

The driver was upset: “Little brother, you are just taking me off. London is the capital of the United Kingdom. How can it be in the United States?”

Zheng Yong said: “Cambridge is also British.”

“Really? Man, I remembered it wrong?” The driver was a little confused, and glanced at Zheng Yong’s phone through the rearview mirror. “Can the United States also buy a Chinese smartphone?”

Zheng Yong said: “Yes, it sells well.”

The driver said, “That’s awesome. Made in China is going to the world. Let me tell you, you guys have seen the world, and Clinton shook hands with me when he visited China. I was the richest man in Beijing 20 years ago. Faxiao, I bought a Mercedes Benz in the 1980s, with the No. 1 license plate, Beijing A·00001. The American journalist was so bad that he drove him to Tian Xmen Square to take pictures. The red Mercedes, Beijing No. 1 The brand, the background is the portrait of the tower, the American magazine titled “Capitalists Challenge Red China”. Do you think the American devils are stubborn? This news is also exported to domestic sales and published in Chinese newspapers. The envy of the Chinese Ah, I wish I could become a capitalist too. At that time, American products were very popular. Even a piece of toilet paper was printed with madeinUSA, and the price had to be reversed. Now we are very strong. After joining the WTO, madeinchina has spread all over the world and can go anywhere. It’s straight. Do you know how much China’s GDP was last year? I don’t know, you are scared to death by saying it…”

Zheng Yong was not scared to death, he was almost annoyed to death, so he plugged in headphones and listened to MP3.

After finally arriving at Qinlao Hutong No. 37, Zheng Yong quickly paid to get off the car: “No need to find change.”

“The boss is generous,” the driver did not drive away, but watched Zheng Yong knock on the door and went in, then waved and shouted, “Little brother, help me say hello to the richest man Song! Just say that I represent the entire Chinese people. , Thank him for letting domestic mobile phones break out of Asia and into the world!”

Zheng Yong couldn’t laugh or cry, and turned around and waved: “You are too polite!”

Walking through the garden and into the courtyard, Zheng Yong found that the chef was laying a copper pot.

Under the grape truss, Doudou was lying on the hammock swaying, with half an apple in his mouth, holding a professional computer book and reading with relish.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Doudou turned his head to look, and suddenly laughed: “Handsome guy, your hair is pretty cool. You can pretend to be Sakuragi Huadao if you shave your head flat.”

Zheng Yong threw the suitcase there, carrying his backpack, took off his sunglasses and said, “My name is Zheng Yong.”

“Zhu Jingyan.” Doudou said.

Zheng Yong asked: “Where is Uncle Song?”

Doudou said: “In the back room, you can sit in the yard and wait for a while, there is another guy coming today.”

“Oh.”

Zheng Yong put down his backpack, opened the suitcase, and took out a basketball from the suitcase. He took off his leather jacket and only wore a long-sleeved sports T-shirt inside. His chest muscles pushed the clothes up high, and he stood there and played basketball with his fingertips.

Doudou glanced at each other’s chest, then at his own chest, and suddenly felt very uncomfortable-she is a female local tyrant who owns an airport!

“You dyed your red hair and brought a basketball with you. Are you really going to be the Sakuragi Flower Road?” Doudou couldn’t help but vomit.

Zheng Yong said triumphantly: “I brought this ball back from the United States. It has the signatures of many stars such as Yao Ming, O’Neal, Kobe, etc. The most important thing is that it has the signatures of Jordan and Johnson. You know that they have the signatures. How easy is it?”

Doudou smiled and said, “Co-authored you to study in the U.S. for a few years. Did you spend all your time asking for signatures from the stars?”

Zheng Yong retorted: “I also play baseball and football well. I am still the main player of the football school team. By the way, I still have a football in my box, and I have also signed many superstars.”

Doudou glanced at the opponent’s pectoral muscles again, and immediately judged Zheng Yong: **** and no brains!

At this moment, the porter let in two more people.

Little cousin Guo Rui also dragged his suitcase, and was accompanied by a girl, who appeared to be his girlfriend.

“Fuck, Zheng Yong, when did you return home?” Guo Rui stepped forward and touched Zheng Yong’s chest muscles, exclaiming, “It’s a lot bigger. Is the breast augmentation technology in the United States well-developed?”

Zheng Yong instantly pushed Guo Rui’s dirty hands away: “Go away, I don’t want to get involved!”

Guo Rui introduced the girl around him and said: “I don’t want to be a kid, this is my girlfriend Fang Caiping.”

Fang Caiping smiled and stretched out her hand: “Hello, Brother Zheng Yong, are you Uncle Zheng’s son?”

“Are you?” Zheng Yong had no impression at all.

Guo Rui explained: “Caiping’s father was the founding veteran of the Xianjiu Group. We were in the same village when we were young, but her family moved to live in the city very early. Last Spring Festival, I visited my aunt (Guo Xiaolan)’s New Year greetings. Caiping also went to pay a New Year’s greetings with her dad. At that time, neither of us recognized it. We hadn’t seen it for more than ten years and our longevity had changed. After a chat, we found that we were both studying in university in Chengdu.”

Zheng Yong smiled and said, “Then we got together.”

“What does it mean to be together? How ugly, we are in a serious relationship!” Guo Rui said silently.

Zheng Yong and Guo Rui met similarly. They both followed their father to the Song’s family for New Year’s greetings. The two naughty children quickly played together.

Zheng Yong asked: “What are you doing in Beijing?”

Guo Rui pointed to Doudou: “You ask her.”

Doudou said: “I said to myself, I am not your translator.”

Guo Rui smiled and said: “Android (China) is going to hold a year-end thank you party. All Android APP developers have been invited. I made a mobile game by myself, which is free. )’S invitation. By the way, take my girlfriend to Beijing for a few days.”

Fang Caiping took the initiative to shook hands with Doudou: “You are Sister Doudou. Guo Rui often mentions you, saying that you are very good at programming, and you graduated early after three years of undergraduate studies.”

“He can say good things about me?” Doudou obviously didn’t believe it.

Fang Caiping smiled awkwardly, because Guo Rui’s evaluation of Doudou was: Brother Chun is a pure man, a true man of iron and blood!

Just as a few young people were talking and laughing, the master of Song Weiyang’s dinner this year appeared.

In the alley, only two Rolls-Royce were clearing the way, and there were a few luxury cars behind. In the middle is a greasy man riding a bicycle, wearing a thick down jacket, pedaling feet on a pair of warm old man’s shoes.

The bicycle stopped at the gate of the courtyard, and the greasy man rolled over and got out of the car. He threw the bicycle away, and the man in the suit jumped out of the Rolls-Royce hurriedly to hold on to it, and then a lot of entourage blocked the gate of the courtyard.

There are men and women, bodyguards, drivers, nurses, babysitters, and secretaries among these entourages… They are all dressed up and neatly, only the greasy man looks the most LOW.

“Boom boom boom!”

A female secretary went to knock on the door and handed in the invitation letter to the charity dinner.

The door opened, and the concierge looked outside and said happily, “Heh, the battle is quite big, only one is allowed to come in!”

The greasy man said: “You all go back, come and pick me up at some point. By the way, leave me a bottle of medicine for emergency.”

The female nurse immediately ran forward and handed a bottle of imported medicine with both hands.

The men and women entourage returned to the luxury car, and there was another one who was dedicated to attending to that bicycle.

The greasy man stepped into the door, took out a pair of wenwan walnuts from his pocket, and paced forward with pleasure.

When he came into the courtyard, the greasy man was stunned when he saw a few young men, and then he smiled: “Are you all here to accompany me to eat?”

“We are the younger generation of Uncle Song. We just came to the capital for some business and wanted to take the opportunity to meet the world.” Doudou said.

The greasy man Da Ma Jindao sat down on the stone bench and played with walnuts and said: “I know this place in Beijing, and I will send you a few people to be your tour guide tomorrow. You can also play for ten and a half months, and play for one month. Two months are fine. I have all food, clothing, and housing. It’s not that I am showing that I have money. I am definitely not as rich as your Uncle Song. But since you come to the capital to have fun, I happen to meet again, then I should be a landlord. Friendship.”

“Thanks, no need.” Doudou refused directly.

Zheng Yong quietly asked Guo Rui: “What’s the origin of this old man? He doesn’t dress well, and his score is quite big~www.mtlnovel.com~ don’t know.” Guo Rui shook his head.

Fang Caiping said: “I haven’t heard of it either.”

Song Weiyang finally came out of the back room, and when he could see the greasy man’s appearance, he was a little speechless.

The charity dinner filmed this year is really **** a monster!

Song Weiyang said helplessly: “The guests are here, let’s start serving. You guys, sit down together.”

The crowd sat down around the hot pot, and the greasy man went straight to the subject and said: “Boss Song, I have too much money to spend, I don’t know how to do business, and there are many misunderstandings about me in society. How to spend money to make sense, so that people in society can truly accept me.”

Song Weiyang put down his chopsticks: “In front of me, don’t pretend to be forced. After eating this hot pot honestly, where to play, where to go, and then quickly spend your money.”

The greasy man said: “I can’t finish spending. I give money everywhere, donate money everywhere, this money is getting more and more. I bought dozens of apartments in the capital, and the increase in the past two years has been so bad that you are not angry. !”

Speaking of this, the greasy man said with emotion: “The more money I have in my hand, the more empty and lonely I feel. I feel particularly uncomfortable all day long. The people around me, I know, are all for my money. Just for my money. Tell me about my girlfriend. I am a bad old man who is almost 60 years old. She is a school student in Chinese opera. What is the picture for a girl who is less than 20 years old? I really want to make friends, but I don’t have a true friend!”

Song Weiyang immersed himself in eating hot pot, too lazy to speak up. Because this old man’s story is too mysterious, a bit true, a bit false, only ghosts know.

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