The Richest Man Yang Fei

The place where Yang Fei brought her was the house in the Royal Garden.

He has not lived at home for a long time, there is basically no food in the refrigerator, and there are only a few packets of dried noodles in the kitchen.

Yang Fei couldn't help but knocked on the door of Jiang Ziqiang's house next door.

"Oh, Yang Fei is back!" Jiang Ziqiang smiled when he saw him, kissed him more than his brother. "Come in and sit down."

"No, I just came back and want to cook something to eat. Brother Jiang, do you have eggs and meat in your house?"

"Yes." Wan Aimin greeted him with a smile, "You big man, what do you cook? You sit and chat, I will cook it for you!"

Yang Fei said: "It's too late, don't bother you anymore, I'll just get something to eat."

"What are you being polite to us?" Wan Aimin smiled, brought him eggs and lean meat, and asked, "There are no more leafy vegetables for vegetables, only cucumbers. Can you think that's okay?"

"Cucumbers are good." Yang Fei smiled, "If you are lazy, you can still eat them raw."

"Shall I make you a cucumber shoot?"

"No trouble. I will do it myself."

Yang Fei took the food and left.

Wan Aimin smiled and said forcefully to Jiang Zi: "Where can you find such a good man? Even if you can make money, you can cook your own food! Tsk tusk, it's really excellent."

Jiang Ziqiang smiled and said, "Brother Yang is fine, of course, but unfortunately you have no chance!"

Wan Aimin slapped him with an anguish: "What nonsense? I mean, let's Xiaojia, look at it?"

"Xiaojia and Yang Fei?" Jiang Ziqiang was startled, he had never thought about it, "the age difference is too big."

Wan Aimin said, "Is it a lot older? It's only ten years old! You look conspicuous now. When Xiaojia is twenty years old, Yang Fei is only thirty years old. Don't you think it's less annoying?"

Jiang Ziqiang said: "Well, I can accept a 30-year-old man at the age of 20. A man who is older and more stable can take good care of my Xiaojia. But, how can you say this accurately? There are still ten years to come! When Yang Fei got married early!"

Wan Aimin sighed helplessly: "Yeah! I can't talk about this matter-how good would it be if it were ancient?"

"It's good in ancient times? You've watched too many costume dramas, and you've been brainwashed? Where are you going back to ancient times? You won't be able to survive one episode if you are told to go back to ancient times.

"I mean, in ancient times, you could order a baby kiss! After you order it, everything will be fine."

"Hehe, you dare to think! Xiaojia is so big, you called Yang Fei to guard her for ten years?"

"Then he can fall in love, and we don't mind. Men have a few love relationships and know women better. How do you say that? It is to let other women's youth and cultivate our future son-in-law!"

"..."

Jiang Ziqiang shook his head speechlessly.

The more Wan Aimin thought about it, the more he fell into it: "Speak, think of a way!"

"I can't think about it! I have this leisure time, so I might as well read a few more pages! Who can tell the future? You're all worrying about it!"

"Yes, who can tell the future? Maybe, Yang Fei will like us Xiaojia then?"

"It's ridiculous! She is your daughter!"

"It's not my dear, I don't worry about it! A good son-in-law like Yang Fei, I can't bear to leave it to another family."

"Oh my God!" Jiang Ziqiang patted his forehead and entered the study.

Let's say that Yang Fei brought the vegetables and fry the meat, eggs and peppers first. The fragrance was so full that Lin Feiying was greedy and drooled.

She leaned at the door of the kitchen, watching him busy, and said with a smile: "Who believes it? The billionaire will cook me birthday noodles personally."

Yang Fei said, "Lord Birthday, sit in the living room and wait for a while, it will be fine soon."

Lin Feiying looked at her sunny smile and his broad shoulders, feeling so warm and safe.

Yang Fei fry the vegetables, then boil boiling water, put in the noodles, and mix it with cold water, the noodles will come out. Put the noodles into a bowl, stir-fry the meat with peppers on top, the noodles and the bottom of the noodles. Putting a fried brown egg, he patted another pickled cucumber.

"Noodles!" Yang Fei put out the fragrant noodles and put them on the coffee table.

Lin Feiying leaned forward, closed her eyes and smelt it. The fragrance was tangy. The yellow eggs, red peppers, white meat, and green cucumbers were all delicious.

Yang Fei handed the chopsticks over: "I don't know if it tastes good or not. This is what my mother did for me on my birthday. Anyway, I have eaten it for more than ten years, and I don't get tired of eating it every year."

Lin Feiying took a bite and said repeatedly: "Delicious, delicious!"

Yang Fei poured her a cup of warm water and put it aside: "Eat slowly."

Lin Feiying suddenly stopped her chopsticks and bit her lip.

Yang Fei said: "What's wrong?"

Lin Feiying turned her head and said softly, "Thank you. This is the most meaningful birthday I have ever had."

"How is it possible?" Yang Fei smiled, "Your birthday at home must be much better than mine."

"You don't know the situation in my family. My parents divorced, and I followed my dad. After he remarried, he didn't care about me. I have never told anyone about these things. Don't look down on me."

"Yeah." Yang Fei's tone became gentler, "There are many such families."

Lin Feiying said: "As long as I can remember, I haven't had a birthday. My dad is a probable person. When he remembers, my birthday is over long ago, so he buys a gift for me. I buy it every year. The same, they are all rag dolls. I am so old, how can I still like rag dolls?"

Yang Fei said, "Think about it from another angle. After all, he still remembers that you liked ragdolls when you were a kid. It can be seen that he still has you in his heart. Our brothers have birthdays and have never received gifts. At most, this is a bowl of noodles."

Lin Feiying stared at him blankly, her eyes suddenly sore, she hurriedly lowered her head, wiped her tears, and said, "What you said made me feel so touched."

Yang Fei said: "Adults also have problems with adults. Who is willing to abandon their children if it is not a last resort? No matter whose fault it is, it is better to live on, it is better to be separated. As children, we should give them more understanding and respect. Instead of standing on the opposite side."

Lin Feiying said: "What you say always makes sense. You can't tell that you are a peer."

Yang Fei smiled and said, "Are you saying that I am old?"

Lin Feiying burst into tears and smiled: "Where are you old? You are so handsome!"

Yang Fei turned on the TV and saw that P&G's advertisement was playing on the TV, and watched intently.

"Is the advertisement so good-looking?" Lin Feiying asked.

"For me, the advertisement is very good. A good advertisement, shot, is not worse than a low-cost movie. Whether it is a story, a picture, an actor, or a director, it is a big brand~www.ltnovel.com~ Really?" Lin Feiying said, "I always thought that advertising is the least popular thing, because we watch TV and hate it the most."

Yang Fei smiled and said: "I think about advertising every day, thinking about how to make attractive advertisements, so that the audience feels that the advertisements are not only publicity, but also good-looking."

Lin Feiying said: "You said, can I make a commercial?"

Yang Fei said, "Of course it can."

Lin Feiying said: "Then your company, do you have any advertisements that I can take? I think this is also an opportunity? It's better to show up on TV than to perform in a drama and dance theater."

Yang Fei groaned: "Of course, the TV audience has a wide audience. Don't tell me, I happen to have an advertisement here, but I don't know if you film it or not."

"Shoot!" Lin Feiying said, "Advertising stars are also stars? This is also a shortcut to enter the industry! What advertisements?"

Yang Fei glanced at her and said slowly: "Shower gel."