"Are you nervous?"

"You're nervous!"

Although Wang Batian is telling the truth, how could a woman like Yang Qian admit that she is strong? Yang Qian sat aside, her white and tender face was slightly red under the light...

Wang Batian is not a Chu brother now. He knows very well that in such a situation, he can only get out of the predicament by taking the initiative. Otherwise, they may just sit there all night, and Yang Qian will be very dissatisfied with him in her heart.

Many times, resistance is not sincere. You can't say it, but the more she says this, the more she doesn't want you to obey her words.

It's all about the night. She has been an excellent student in junior high school, three years of high school, and four years of college. Even if the school beauty Yang Qian is occupied by Wang Batian, she is like this.

Being with Yang Qian and Huang Ya, Li Xiaohan are completely different. Huang Ya's appearance gives people a strong conquest. Li Xiaohan is pure love, and Yang Qian... Her identity and temperament are the greatest temptation.

Zhang Yu? Zhang Yu is a beauty, this is Wang Batian’s only evaluation.

After real close contact, Yang Qian was much more generous. In fact, this is normal. After all, the psychological qualities of people in the officialdom were there. Otherwise, Yang Qian would not have taken Wang Batian to her room under the gaze of Yang Maosheng and Li Suyun last night.

One night, Li Suyun changed his changes to Wang Batian again, and his enthusiasm was reduced, but he was also casual, and he began to truly treat Wang Batian as his family.

Wang Batian went out to practice martial arts early in the morning, and Yang Maosheng also went out for a walk. For people of this age, walking is a daily daily work. After all, the only thing they have to do now is to try to live as long as possible.

"You Aunt Li just likes to nag a little. Just listen to what she says. Just agree with it or not. Try not to quarrel with her."

"Yang Qian's brothers don't have any good intentions. I believe you can see this, but after all, they are all family members, and there is a difference between treating their own family and treating outsiders."

"Your behavior in Beijiang is a bit too extreme. After the Wang family is a Zhonglie, the government and the country will not target you too much, but everything is not accurate. It is always right to be careful."

It's not a big truth, or some ordinary advice, but not everyone will tell you such advice. It was last night that Yang Maosheng understood that the person in front of him was almost certain that he was his son-in-law, so he said this.

The scenery in the community is very good. The roadside with about four people side by side is full of flowers, plants and trees. Pine and cypress are common. Not only is their city appearance good, but it also has a strong protection for the environment.

There were several old men practicing Tai Chi in the distance. Although Yang Maosheng did not practice martial arts, he also understood some of his habits. He sat down on the wooden chair beside him and signaled that Wang Batian was busy with his own.

He nodded to Yang Maosheng apologetically, and then Wang Batian came to an open space to start practicing boxing daily. Unlike the old man not far away, Wang Batian's boxing technique is quite fierce. Each punch and kick is mixed with fierce punching intention, which is eye-catching.

Huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Don’t get me wrong. This is not Wang Batian’s breathing but the air explosion brought by Quanfeng. Such a strong boxing technique quickly attracted the attention of passers-by.

The provincial party committee community is full of old cadres. There are no outsiders. Most of them are people with broad vision after all, but it is only this how they find it strange. Such fierce boxing is quite rare.

"Old Wang. If this punch hits you, your old bones will probably be shattered."

"Old Su, why don't you say a punch to you? You said that if you hit your head, your brain will probably be broken."

Some of them are military-to-people cadres who speak without any scruples, and they often have time to curse and fights, but fortunately, no major incident has happened.

"Old Yang, this is your son-in-law!"

Someone came over and said something very familiar to Yang Maosheng, but the relationship was not that bad, but they were all in the old provincial party committee compound, and some lived together for decades.

"Yes, Lao Yang! It seems that your son-in-law is in business! I didn't expect that he still knows Chinese skills, and he seems to be very powerful."

"This little guy is not just doing business. If I remember correctly, he should be the richest person in Jingbei!"

There is naturally no shortage of well-informed people among the veteran cadres. How could anyone not know what Yang Maosheng can know? Especially the heavyweight media like Forbes' domestic rich list.

"The richest man in Jingbei? That's not that guy Huang Ran?"

Huang Ran is the richest man in Jingbei in old-fashioned Jingnan. He is a soldier and has a good relationship with the army. His business is mainly based on military industry. He is also among the top 30 in the national rich ranking in 2003.

Wang Batian and this person have also met twice. We cannot say that the relationship is very good, but at least it is acceptable. After all, there is no competition between the two.

"That's all the old calendar. The richest man in Jingbei is now. Do you know the Forbes richest man ranking? He ranks sixth in our country."

"Forbes Rich Ranking? Is that American?

"Yes, that's that!"

"That's a big deal. How can Americans know who has money and who has no money in our country?"

"Americans are Americans. If you have a temper, don't post it to me!"

"Just do it to you?"

Wang Batian devoted himself to his boxing skills, and the old men on the side were clamoring to take action because the Americans were clamoring. Fortunately, several famous people hurriedly stopped him, otherwise the old men might have fought again.

"Old Yang, you haven't answered me yet. How come your son-in-law is not a businessman who knows Chinese martial arts?"

"Wangjiagou!"

Needless to say, Yang Maosheng only said three words and let everyone present take a deep breath of air conditioning, especially the veteran cadres who came from military personnel, who truly understand the terror of the Wang family.

"This one is..."

"Wang Yunting's legitimate son!"

"Who is Wang Yunting?"

"Killing God King Yunting?"

"The Grand Master of National Arts, Wang Yunting?"

Some people know and some don’t know, but those who don’t know know know this person must be a very powerful person from those who know.

"Old Yang, do you really think about marrying your daughter to him? The direct successor of the Wang family is not as simple as it seems."

It is also correct to be cautious in the combination of the temple and the grassland. Yang Maosheng ignored this person's kindness. His attitude had already shown everything. The old man didn't say much at first glance. After all, this was someone else's housework.
Chapter completed!