The Richest Man Yang Fei

"Yes! Far relatives are not as good as neighbors. That's what it means." Yang Fei said, "What's the inconvenience of this?"

Jiang Ziqiang said, "Thank you so much!"

Yang Fei said, "When is the funeral? You must notify me, and I will go there too."

Jiang Ziqiang said: "This? How embarrassed!"

Yang Fei said, "Yes. That's fine. If it's not a weekend, I will help Xiaojia ask for leave and take her back to her grandmother's house on the day of the funeral. How good do you think? It saves you from going back and forth."

Jiang Ziqiang said: "If this is the case, that would be great. Brother Yang, thank you!"

At this time, Wan Aimin came out with luggage, Jiang Xiaojia's little face was still covered with crystal tears. This little girl is very affectionate with her grandfather!

Jiang Ziqiang and his wife talked about Yang Fei's willingness to take care of Xiaojia.

Wan Aimin expressed his gratitude again, touched her daughter's head, and said: "Xiaojia, you must be obedient these two days, and let you go home obediently."

Yang Fei said: "Sister Wan, I'll pick her up."

"Yang Fei, it really troubles you too much." Wan Aimin said, "It's mainly for funerals in our rural areas. Generally, we have to stay for several days. The child returns too early for fear of delaying her homework."

"I understand, you can rest assured to go back and leave Xiaojia to me." Yang Fei said, "About a few days? I can send Xiaojia back."

"This is really hard to say, you will have to ask the gods to count the days!"

"That's OK, you set a date and call me. Do you remember my home and company phone numbers?"

"Remember, remember. Then let's go first! Yang Fei, please."

Wan Aimin hugged her daughter, kissed her on the face, and said, "Hey, you must be obedient!"

Jiang Xiaojia gave a hum and drove her parents into the elevator.

Yang Fei took her back home, and saw that she was still wiping tears, so he relieved her a few words.

Jiang Xiaojia is a sensible child, and after being sad, he put out his homework to do it.

After school today, she was taken directly to the hospital by her father. When she saw her grandfather for the last time, she didn't have time to do her homework.

Yang Fei accompanied her to finish her homework, and suddenly remembered, he asked her if she had dinner.

Jiang Xiaojia shook his head silently.

Yang Fei had just returned home, and there was nothing to eat in the refrigerator. Fortunately, there were still a few packets of instant noodles at home, so she immediately cooked a packet for her to eat.

After eating the noodles, Yang Fei said, "Are you going to sleep in your own house? Or are you sleeping in my guest room?"

Jiang Xiaojia thought for a while and shook her head: "Not good."

Yang Fei said, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Xiaojia said, "Brother Yang Fei, I'm scared. I saw how grandpa died."

Yang Fei said, "Don't be afraid. He is your grandfather. Even if he goes to another world, he will only protect you and love you. How can it make you feel scared?"

"But, when I think of him dead, I'm scared. Can I sleep with you? I sleep well and don't know how to kick the quilt."

"...This?" Yang Fei was not afraid that she would kick the quilt, and said, "That's it, I'll prepare a quilt for you, so you can sleep with me."

"Yeah." Jiang Xiaojia came up dozing, the upper eyelid and the lower eyelid began to fight, the long eyelashes, verdant as daisies, lined the small porcelain face, more white.

Yang Fei looked at it, thinking that the female doll is really cute, and she must give birth to one in the future.

He brought a quilt and slept half of the bed with Jiang Xiaojia.

Yang Fei soon fell asleep, and was suddenly awakened by a shout.

Just listen to Jiang Xiaojia crying constantly.

Yang Fei got up, patted her, and asked, "Xiaojia, what's wrong with you?"

"Hey yeah." Jiang Xiaojia closed her eyes, just crying.

Yang Fei knew that she was having a nightmare, so he quickly woke her up.

Jiang Xiaojia cried out: "I dreamed of a ghost."

Yang Fei said, "Where is the ghost in this world?"

Jiang Xiaojia said: "My grandfather! He is dead, isn't it a ghost?"

"..."

Jiang Xiaojia cried for a while, keeping her eyes open, she didn't dare to fall asleep, and finally stayed in Yang Fei's arms and fell asleep in his arms.

As soon as Yang Fei released her, let her sleep well. She would wake up in shock, and then get into the blanket on Yang Fei's side.

After repeating it twice, Yang Fei knew that the trauma in her young heart was indeed great, so he stopped letting her go and let her sleep beside him.

He thought to himself, Jiang Ziqiang and his wife are still careless, and shouldn't let such a small child see the dead, even if they are relatives, it will cause great psychological trauma to the child.

People have forgotten most of the things in childhood, but there are always a few special things that will be remembered clearly. It is estimated that Jiang Xiaojia's future life will be inseparable from this shadow.

The next day, Yang Fei woke up very early, before opening his eyes, he felt Jiang Xiaojia entwined with him like an octopus.

Her cute face was buried in Yang Fei's arms.

Yang Fei turned her head and looked at her face, then gently raised her head and pulled out her right hand, feeling that her arm was so numb and sore that it didn't look like her own.

He moved her hands and feet away again.

Although the little girl is light, but after pressing her arm for a long time, the blood is not flowing and her limbs become numb.

Yang Fei lay quietly for a few minutes, and then he got out of bed when his body recovered.

"Brother Yang Fei!" Jiang Xiaojia suddenly opened his eyes and said in a daze, "I want to get up too."

Yang Fei said warmly: "Then get up~www.NovelMTL.com~ I will send you to school later."

"Yeah." Jiang Xiaojia obediently replied, put on her clothes, and said to the dressing mirror, "Brother Yang Fei, you help me comb my hair."

Yang Fei said: "You can be regarded as embarrassing me. I have a lot of skills, but I can't help girls comb their hair."

"It's very simple. Just help me comb a double ponytail." Jiang Xiaojia took the comb, straightened her hair first, and asked Yang Fei to tie two double ponytails with a leather hoop.

Yang Fei sent her to the school. It was 8 o'clock in the morning. He came to the company, took Su Tong, and went to the meeting.

The conference was held at the White Swan Hotel, and all outstanding private entrepreneurs from the province came.

Yang Fei looked at it, and there should be two hundred people here, that is, the top two hundred private enterprises.

These two hundred people almost represent the best and richest group of private entrepreneurs in Southern Province.

When Yang Fei was in school, he was used to ranking. At this moment, he couldn't help but wonder, if he must rank, he must be a hero of assets. Then the first and 200th places have a huge difference in assets.

So, based on Yang Fei's 200 million assets in Southern Province, how many people can rank among these two hundred people?

Not only Yang Fei thought of this level, the organizers also thought of it.

In fact, when they enter the venue, everyone will issue a tag, which is hung around their necks, which is equivalent to an admission card.

On this tag, there is a number written, and this number is the seat number, which is the ranking in this meeting!

Yang Fei didn’t know at first. After sitting down and listening to the people next to him, he knew that there was such an operation. He couldn’t help but took a look at his tag, and wanted to see how he ranked among the provincial private entrepreneurs. How many bits of it.

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