The Richest Man Yang Fei

"Yes! Distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors, that's what it means." Yang Fei said, "What's so inconvenient?"

Jiang Ziqiang said: "Then thank you so much!"

Yang Fei said: "When is the funeral? You must inform me, and I will go there then."

Jiang Ziqiang said: "This? How embarrassing!"

Yang Fei said: "It should be. That's fine. On the day of the funeral, if it's not the weekend, I'll ask for leave for Xiaojia, and then take her back to her grandmother's house. How about you? It saves you a lot of running back and forth."

Jiang Ziqiang said: "It would be really great if this is possible. Brother Yang, thank you!"

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

Jiang Ziqiang told his wife that Yang Fei was willing to take care of Xiaojia.

Wan Aimin expressed his thanks again, patted his daughter's head, and said, "Xiaojia, you must be obedient these two days, and go home obediently after school."

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

"Yang Fei, it's really troublesome for you." Wan Aimin said, "The main thing is that we have to stay for several days for funerals in the countryside. The child goes back too early, and I'm afraid it will delay her homework."

"I understand everything, you can go back at ease, leave Xiaojia to me." Yang Fei said, "About a few days? I can send Xiaojia back."

"It's really hard to say, when the time comes, I have to ask the Earth Immortal to count the days!"

"Okay, you set a date and call me. Do you remember the phone numbers of my home and company?"

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

Wan Aimin put his arms around his daughter, kissed her on the face, and said, "Good boy, you must be obedient!"

Jiang Xiaojia hummed and sent her parents into the elevator.

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

Jiang Xiaojia is a sensible child. After being sad, he took out his homework to do.

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

Yang Fei accompanied her to finish her homework, and suddenly remembered, and 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 noodles, Yang Fei said, "Are you going to sleep at your own home? Or in my guest room?"

Jiang Xiaojia thought for a while, then shook his head: "Not good."

Yang Fei said: "What's wrong?"

Jiang Xiaojia said: "Brother Yang Fei, I'm afraid, I saw grandpa die."

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

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

"...This?" Yang Fei was not afraid of her kicking the quilt, so he said, "That's all right, I'll prepare a quilt for you, and you can sleep in the same bed with me."

"Yeah." Jiang Xiaojia fell asleep, her upper eyelids and lower eyelids began to fight, her long eyelashes, green like a daisy, set off her small porcelain face, making her look even whiter.

Yang Fei looked at it and thought that the girl doll is really cute, and he must have one in the future.

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

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

I only heard Jiang Xiaojia crying non-stop.

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

"Hmm." Jiang Xiaojia closed her eyes and just cried.

Knowing that she was having a nightmare, Yang Fei quickly patted her awake.

Jiang Xiaojia burst into tears: "I dreamed of a ghost."

Yang Fei said: "Where did ghosts come from in this world?"

Jiang Xiaojia said: "My grandfather! He is dead, what is it if he is not a ghost?"

"..."

Jiang Xiaojia cried for a while, opened her eyes,

He didn't dare to sleep anyway, and finally curled up in Yang Fei's arms, and fell asleep only after he hugged him.

Yang Fei only needs to let her go and let her sleep well. She would wake up with a start, and then crawl into Yang Fei's bed again.

Repeated twice, Yang Fei knew that her young heart was indeed traumatized, so she stopped letting her go and let her sleep beside him.

He thought to himself that Jiang Ziqiang and his wife were being careless. Such a young child shouldn't be allowed to see the dead, even if they were relatives, it would cause great psychological trauma to the child.

Most people forget the things of their childhood, but there are always a few special things that they will remember very clearly. Jiang Xiaojia's future life will probably be inseparable from this shadow.

The next day, Yang Fei woke up very early, and before he opened his eyes, he felt Jiang Xiaojia wrapped around him like an octopus.

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

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

He moved her hands and feet away again.

Although the little girl was light, her limbs became numb after holding her arm down for a long time.

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

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

Yang Fei said warmly: "Then get up, I will take you to school later."

"En." Jiang Xiaojia responded obediently, put on her clothes, and said to the dressing mirror, "Brother Yang Fei, comb my hair for me."

Yang Fei said: "You're hard on me. I know 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 and straightened her hair first, and asked Yang Fei to tie two double ponytails with a leather hoop.

Yang Fei sent her to school and saw that it was already 8:00 in the morning. He came to the company, took Su Tong with him, and went to the meeting.

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

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

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

When Yang Fei was in school, he was used to the ranking of seats. At this moment, he couldn't help thinking curiously, if he had to be ranked, he must be judged by his assets. There is a big difference in assets between the first place and the 200th place.

So, with Yang Fei's 200 million assets in the southern province, how many of these two hundred people can he rank?

Not only Yang Fei thought of this level, but also the organizer.

In fact, when they enter the arena, everyone will be issued a hang tag, which is hung around their necks, which is equivalent to an admission pass.

There is a number written on the tag, and this number is the seat number, which is the ranking in this meeting!

Yang Fei didn't know it at first, but after he sat down and heard the people next to him talk about it, he realized that there was still such an operation. How many digits.

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