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Volume 5 Chapter 243 How can I allow you to sleep soundly on the side of the bed?  (superior)

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    What does it mean to be rich?  Perhaps simply saying that assets are tens of billions is not vivid enough.

    For example, the Ye family has three private jets, Ye Zhengling¡¯s Airbus 380, Ye Shaotian¡¯s Gulfstream G5, and Ye Hetu¡¯s Challenger L604, which he has never flown on and treats as a piece of scrap metal.  The plane that Murong Xuehen and Peacock took when they left Beijing was Ye Zhengling's behemoth 380 worth 1.6 billion US dollars. How shocking is the 80-meter wingspan?  There are more than 500 seats and only less than ten people can ride on them. This is luxury.

    "Why don't you give your Gulfstream G5 to Wu Dao? It's useless if you keep it anyway. Now that Shinhwa Group is on the right track, he has a lot of business to discuss. It would be too inconvenient to just fly between the south and the north."

    When Yang Ningbing walked out of the airport, she said something that made Ye Hetu extremely depressed. She didn't give the man a chance to refuse. She turned around and looked at Ye Wudao who was secretly happy next to her and was about to add insult to injury. "Xuehen is gone, you  Looking at her like that, she doesn't know what to say, and now she's pregnant again. To be honest, I really wish you would be more glib at this time."

    It seemed that every time Murong Xuehen left Ye Wudao, Ye Wudao, her childhood sweetheart, never showed too much sentimentality, and at this time Yang Ningbing would always say a few words to him, for fear that this son would be there.  Emotionally neglected and alienated Murong Xuehen.  Outsiders generally can't understand the relationship between Yang Ningbing, Ye Hetu, the couple, and Murong Xuechen, the beautiful girl of heaven. Murong Xuechen was raised by them, and she was appointed as Ye Wudao by Yinhu, the iron-blooded head of the family.  His daughter-in-law, although not related by blood, has long regarded her as her own flesh and blood.

    Ye Hetu drove, Yang Ningbing and Ye Wudao were sitting in the back seat. Yang Ningbing took Ye Wudao's hand and saw that her son's slender, jade-like fingernails were a bit long. She sighed quietly and asked Ye Hetu to get the nail clippers, silently  Di helped Ye Wudao trim his nails. Although he held a high position and was prominent in the southern political circles, from ruling a provincial capital city to now controlling the financial power of a province, Yang Ningbing never felt guilty about anyone, except for the two men in the car.

    "Mom, don't feel like you owe me. Dad and I will always be your strong backers." Ye Wudao smiled, taking off the layers of masks he wore in front of outsiders, revealing his most sincere face, even with Yan Qing  With a beloved woman like Wu, he must also deliberately make himself strong and insulate himself from weakness. Whether he is with Su Xishui or with Guan Mingyue, he must be the Ye Wudao who is astonishing in the world.  In this world, the only people who understand all your shortcomings and accept them unconditionally are probably your parents.

    "How could any mother be like me?" Yang Ningbing lowered her head, as if to hide her emotions.  In the past, when her son was young, she seemed to have done nothing, but now her son seemed to have grown up in the blink of an eye. She wanted to do something but couldn't do anything. This feeling was nothing to a political star.  But for a mother, it is the greatest frustration.

    "I feel that when we are husband and wife, mother and son, father and son, no matter what we do or what we do not do, there is no debt, and there is no right or wrong." Ye Wudao laughed softly, winked at Ye Hetu, and asked, "  Old man, do you think it¡¯s my fault?¡±

    "yes."

    Ye Hetu, who was rarely on the same front as Ye Wudao, also said softly, "No one owes anyone anything."

    "Actually, you and your son have had a tacit understanding since you were young."

    After all, Yang Ningbing was not a sentimental woman. She quickly calmed down, smiled, and touched Ye Wudao's head. Her eyes were full of mother's love and pride, "As a woman, it is unrealistic to be a teacher and want to teach a few great people.  It is even more difficult to become a great man yourself, so my biggest wish is to be the mother of a great man."

    "I don't want to be a great man."

    Ye Wudao protested, "Being a great man is neither profitable nor profitable. At most, after you die, your name will be recorded in a volume of history, which is useless. The most important thing is that being a heroic great man will also drag down the people around you. You can pay for it if you have to bear the pain."  I can bear it, but I don't want the people I care about to suffer too. Mom, I only want you to enjoy your life happily, so I don't want to take away from this great man whoever wants to do it."

    "Agree." Ye Hetu smiled.

    "Although I can't be the mother of a great man, these words warm my heart." Yang Ningbing said with a hearty smile, almost remembering something, "Yesterday your grandpa called me, and he seemed to mean that he was going to Beijing. It's really  I don¡¯t know what could alarm him, but he has never moved away from the Chengdu Military Region despite all the ups and downs in the past few decades.¡±

    "My father-in-law should be unshakable by the wind." Ye Hetu commented carefully. He obviously had heartfelt respect for Yang Wangzhen, an old soldier.

    "Grandpa is coming?!" Ye Wudao said in surprise.

    "I'm not sure. I think it's probably the Yanhuang Club incident that caused a domino effect and alarmed a few big shots in Beijing."The water in ?? is too deep, so most people can't make a big splash if they throw a stone, but once the stone is big enough and heavy, the wave will be terrifying enough. Let me think about it, this kind of stone was considered by Lai Changxing in the Yuanhua case.  One, even Zhou Zhengyi, the former richest man in Shanghai in recent years, can be counted as one, and today, it is the Yanhuang Club.  "Yang Ningbing frowned. To be honest, she didn't understand at all why her father-in-law, who had already withdrawn from the mainland, acted in such a high-profile manner. The grievances and resentments of forty years ago had long been settled, so why did this old man insist on doing this today?  Revealing a dusty history that no one wants to face again?

    "Maybe it's just because my dad wants to drink tea and try wine with your dad." Ye Hetu said half-jokingly.

    "Is this really true?" Yang Ningbing really took it seriously.

    Ye Wudao smiled quietly. If the grandfather who has never been willing to be inferior to others in his life and the grandfather who has never bowed to anyone in his life really meet again in Beijing, and if they really drink, they should be making wine and discussing the world.

    In the evening, Ye Wudao went to the heaven and earth that had been taken over by him. Xun Ling followed the plan step by step, acted cautiously, observed people's words, and strived to be well-rounded. It was not like the outside world imagined that a new master would set off a lot of fire when he took office. In short, she did not do anything  He achieved amazing results, but there were no mistakes at all.

    Ye Wudao came to this club with complicated origins because there was a woman who wanted to see it. She was the old master of heaven and earth, Dugu Yiren.

    Sitting in a box in the world of heaven and earth, the stooped Fourth Master Ji made him a pot of Pu'er tea. The dying old man seemed to know Ye Wudao's temper and did not invite Yingying Yanyan to serve the eldest young master of the Ye family, but he  An old man made and poured tea with dissatisfaction.

    "Fuyuanchang round tea is good, excellent." Ye Wudao praised, even an old tea drinker like my grandfather, who has only been accustomed to drinking wild tea from the mountains and forests all his life, can find fault with this kind of tea.  Fuyuanchangyuan tea, which has been stored for more than 100 years and is known as the king of Pu'er tea, can't be bought even if you have money.

    "Can Mr. Ye guess which tea house it belongs to?" Fourth Master Ji asked with a smile, narrowing his eyes like an old fox.

    "Teahouse named Song Yun?" Ye Wudao closed his eyes and swallowed the tea, with the lingering fragrance filling his teeth.

    "Yes, it seems that Mr. Ye is also a tea ceremony master. He is indeed not an ordinary dandy." Fourth Master Ji smiled, with a wrinkled face.

    "Tell me, what does your master mean by looking for me?" Ye Wudao still closed his eyes. At this time, Xun Ling knocked on the door and sat next to him obediently. He pointed to his shoulder, and Xun Ling kneaded it for him docilely.  The technique is very skillful and he has obviously received special training.

    ¡°A servant like me can never figure out the master¡¯s intentions.¡±

    Fourth Master Ji said with a look of carelessness, and glanced meaningfully at Xun Ling, the new number one person in the world, with a meaningful look in his eyes: "If this servant can guess clearly, he is no longer a servant. What do you think, Mr. Ye?"

    Ye Wudao said nothing and patted Xun Ling's little hand, which was hesitant to speak.

    Xun Lingtong fell silent for a while. She maintained a deep posture and gave people an increasingly unpredictable and mysterious feeling. I don't know if it was because she had been with Ye Wudao for a long time. Her aura was getting darker and darker, and she was terrifyingly quiet.

    Fourth Master Ji did not speak, lowered his eyebrows and drank tea.

    Elderly people generally have good patience, so occasionally when they meet young people who are more patient than them, they will be very amused, just like drinking a cup of strong and good tea.

    Dugu Yiren arrived late.

    She is still dressed in an ordinary to simple dress. If it weren't for the Dugu family crest on her sleeves, whoever saw Dugu Yiren at first sight would not think that with her eyes closed, she was a prominent figure who would inherit the oldest family in Britain.  She sat opposite Ye Wudao, took the Pu'er tea carefully handed over by Fourth Master Ji, took a sip, and said: "I also made an appointment with someone today. I think you will be more interested in him and he will be more interested in you.  "

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