The majestic motorcade headed west and finally stopped at the boundary water between the two cities.
Across the boundary water, there is Shencheng, one of the inland economic centers.
Two cities of great significance in China, facing each other across the water. They were once so far apart, but now they share the same blood.
Quite vascular boundary water.
A luxury yacht is moored.
The shore.
The men in suits and leather shoes lined up in two rows, standing opposite each other, forming a welcome passage.
Ye Tingxuan got out of the car and walked towards the luxury yacht alone as if nothing had happened.
"Uncle Jiang."
When he boarded the ship, he had not had time to change his clothes. He was wearing short-sleeved shorts and basketball shoes. He was young and sunny, and his legendary image was simply heavenly. Different places.
So the first commandment of life.
Never judge a book by its appearance.
The setting sun dyes the boundary water with a layer of sparkling orange, reflecting the tall buildings towering in the deep city on the other side. The scenery is very magnificent.
On the deck.
The two of them were sitting at a small white round table.
When one of them saw Ye Tingxuan boarding the boat, he raised a gentle smile and said, "Sit down."
Ye Tingxuan walked leisurely, and Da Ma Jin Dao sat down. Sitting there, Xiang Yonghua turned a blind eye. At the same time, there didn't seem to be any surprise when Xiang Yonghua appeared here.
“Isn’t it cold if you wear so little?”
The Uncle Jiang who spoke should be today’s main celebrity. He is probably younger than Xiang Yonghua next to him, but from the stars His temples show that he is no longer young.
“I was just playing ball and didn’t have time to change. I was afraid of keeping Uncle Jiang waiting.”
If Jiang Chen were here, he would be surprised.
It’s hard to imagine that Prince Ye would still be so polite.
And.
You can tell from his demeanor and tone that he is not pretending.
“Bring some clothes over here.”
“Uncle Jiang, no need, it’s nice to have some air.”
“It will get cold later. You are young, so you should cherish it more. My own body."
Ye Tingxuan smiled and did not refuse.
A man in a suit brought a coat.
Ye Tingxuan puts it on, matching it with basketball shoes and basketball shorts, which is particularly nondescript.
But when it comes to the young prince, it’s not surprising.
"Bring a bottle of water, just mineral water. I'm thirsty."
Ye Tingxuan ordered, not treating himself as an outsider at all. Until now, he treated Xiang Yonghua next to him as nothing.
Mr. Xiang, who was the most influential man in Hong Kong City, didn't mind. He was neither angry nor angry, nor did he say a word.
The water was delivered.
“Thank you.”
Ye Tingxuan was very polite and thanked him in a fashionable manner. He unscrewed the water bottle. Maybe he had sweated too much from the strenuous exercise just now, so he picked up the mineral water bottle and drank it hard. , and drank most of the bottle in one go.
“You haven’t eaten yet? What would you like to eat?”
Uncle Jiang asked.
There is a professional and top chef team on the yacht.
Ye Tingxuan put down the water bottle, wiped his mouth, exhaled comfortably, then shook his head and said: "I just played ball, and I can't eat now."
Uncle Jiang smiled: "The changes are quite big, I also pay attention to my health. "
Ye Tingxuan smiled shyly, "Actually, it's not the case. It's mainly because of Uncle Jiang's fight that I can't stand it anymore."
"And when you're scared?"< br>
"Uncle Jiang, you didn't understand anything when you were a child, but people will always grow up. Now, I am mature."
Maybe I really agreed with Jin Zhu Zhechi, Little Prince Ye At this time, he really looked like someone. Sitting on the boundary water, he played with the mineral water bottle and sighed solemnly: "The more mature a person is, the less courageous he will be."
" If you don’t believe me, Uncle Jiang, you can ask Mr. Xiang. "At least he was not completely ignored.
The boss of the Xiang family really scared him last time, and he almost called him the Flying Tigers.
Uncle Jiang smiled faintly, leaned back leisurely on the chair, and clasped his hands on his lap.
"It's different now. The port city is now safe and stable. It's not much different from the inland. Every tourist who comes to the port city says so, what do you have to be afraid of."
Ye Tingxuan deeply thinks Nodding calmly, "I completely agree with what Uncle Jiang said. Hong Kong City is what it is today, thanks to Uncle Jiang's contribution."
"You kid."
Uncle Jiang smiled: "I can't wear such a high hat. The success of Hong Kong City today is not due to any one person. It is the result of the joint efforts of every Hong Kong City person."
"Uncle Jiang, if it hadn't been for me yesterday I drank too much. Just because of your words, I have to give you a toast."
Ye Tingxuan said with a look of unmistakable admiration, "Hong Kong City is really lucky to have Uncle Jiang! ”
Everyone knows.
Little Prince Ye is not a person who likes to talk nonsense.
In other words.
I’m not very good at flattering either.
Therefore, what comes out of his mouth may not be completely true, but it cannot be completely false either.
Xiang Jia asked Guo.
So far, it doesn’t work.
This time, new reinforcements were brought in.
Judgment based on logic.
This man named Jiang, who is about fifty, must be even better than the famous Guo family in terms of status.
And.
Not everyone is qualified to be called uncle by Ye Xiaowang.
What are the so-called famous families in Hong Kong City that are rumored to be so miraculous?
Forget it...!
If it were them, the young prince would have already agreed to Jiang Chen, and now he would have dinner with Jiang Chen, and he wouldn't even know what to do.
What the general public sees is only the superficial society.
Just like when we were playing on the golf course just now, no one recognized Mr. Ye. However, if it were a wealthy leader like Hippo founder Bian Zaide or Kangaroo boss Yu Fen, they would have gathered around him to ask for his autograph. .
Real giant crocodiles will never float on the shore, but will always hide in deep water.
Several prominent families in Hong Kong City that are "worshiped" by the public.
Of course.
Definitely awesome.
They stamped their feet, making the whole port city tremble.
But just like a truly rich person never wants others to know how rich he is.
The real sea-fixing needle in Hong Kong City is destined to be little known.
But the common people don’t understand, how can Prince Ye still be so incomprehensible?
He picked up the water bottle and drank some water, and glanced at Xiang Yonghua, who was sitting quietly with him, with a chuckle.
There is no false scholar under the great reputation.
You look down on people.
Jiang Zhenghua was a little helpless and said with a smile: "You are indeed mature, and tact is also a part of maturity."
"Uncle Jiang, you are not as good at squandering others."
Ye Tingxuan looked dissatisfied and even wanted to stand up.
Seeing this, Xiang Yonghua, who said nothing, could not help but frown slightly.
Is this young prince Ye really so unscrupulous?
Not even giving Mr. Jiang face?
If Mr. Jiang can't make a difference, then it's hard for Xiang Yonghua to think of anyone else in the entire port city who can make a difference.
Just when the heart of the Xiang family leader who once commanded the world was still the same, he immediately saw a scene that caught him off guard.
The young prince did not want to get off the boat. He actually faced the brightly lit city, held his arms and stretched his body.
“When you are tired of sitting, move around.” (End of Chapter)