Half an hour later, Haicheng pushed open the door and appeared in the private room of Lao Lu and his group. Not only Haicheng, but also a woman of about the same age as him.

The appearance cannot be said to be beautiful, but it is better to have temperament. It is not that kind of hard queen style, but a soft mature woman style. Isn’t there four words to describe a woman: her figure is like water! This person gives people this feeling.

As soon as he saw the two of them coming side by side, Lao Lu had already divided the woman and Hai Cheng into a certain relationship in his heart.

"This is my friend, Feng Luming, just call him Sister Feng." As soon as he entered the door, he introduced the young woman to Lao Lu.

Lao Lu naturally introduced his Summer Friends to Haicheng and the others. After everyone had exchanged greetings, they sang when they should sing and chat when they should sing.

Haicheng, Lao Lu and Feng Luming are naturally the type of chatting. The three of them sat on the sofa at the door and whispered together to chat together.

Haicheng said, "You guy said you called me and didn't say a word. I called your classmate and said you were not here. You said what kind of school you were studying? You are not at school every few days. You should treat university as a sheep place."

Lu Xiancheng smiled and said, "I really didn't expect this. Brother, please listen to my explanation. I just flew back to Mingzhu from Tokyo this morning. Why don't you bring a group of buddies out to celebrate immediately?"

"Have you made a fortune?" Haicheng asked.

Lu Xiancheng was unwilling to lie to Haicheng: "It's just a little profit, but most of the money was made back by the Japanese. I bought two horses in Japan!"

Haicheng was a little confused: "Run to Japan to buy horses? You can really make trouble!"

At this time, Feng Luming said, "What horse did you buy?"

"The purebred horse of the Englishman" said Lu Xiancheng.

"Then you little brother is really rich." Feng Luming said to Haicheng: "A good horse costs millions no matter how you say it, and you can buy two at once, and they are also Japanese-made horses." He said that and gave Lao Lu a thumbs up.

Feng Luming's thumb looks very beautiful, and he uses a kind of delicacy that Lao Lu can't describe.

Looking at Haicheng looking at him, Lu Xiancheng did not answer this, but asked, "Sister Feng, do you still know about horse racing?"

"My husband is from Hong Kong. Horse racing is very good in Hong Kong. I know a little bit," Feng Luming said with a smile: "But the horses in Hong Kong usually come from New Zealand and Australia. If you want to send horses to the track or buy these two horses, I heard from him that the price of horses in these two places is much better than that of Japan."

Lu Xiancheng nodded after hearing this: "This idea is good, but it cannot be done!"

The Japanese think of a way they think of as soon as they sit down. The Japanese are not stupid. You should know that the Japanese can devote themselves to cultivating horse racing that can dominate the world. The restrictions on horse production abroad are all-round. Not to mention the horse owner has the number of horse racing as a whole, which can well reflect the purpose of cultivating Japanese horses.

JRA strictly stipulates that a horse owner can only own a foreign-produced horse that has five Japanese-produced horses.

Some people may think this is a loophole. Raising five rotten horses and raising one foreign good horse will be a good horse? In fact, if you find that if you do this, you will soon know that a word for submission will be. One horse enters the JRA and the average one is 600,000 in the stable, and five is 3 million. You will find that it is difficult for your good foreign horse to make up for the losses of five inferior horses. What's more, Japanese horses are not much different, and you may not be able to win in a foreign horse.

After talking about this matter with the two, Lu Xiancheng said: "The Japanese are so powerful, and they have already filled the loopholes in all aspects."

After saying that, Lu Xiancheng remembered something and asked Haicheng: "Brother, do you know where there is a horse farm near Shicheng?"

"Rain farm? Do you want to go riding a horse or foster care?" Feng Luming asked.

"Of course it's riding a horse!".

Lao Lu was addicted to Kishida Ranch. Now that he is in China, he naturally wants to find a horse farm or something to enjoy when he has time. But Lao Lu doesn’t know if there is a commercial horse riding farm near Shicheng now.

"There is something, it's just a private club. Without certain conditions, you can't join the club. You are all famous political and business people," Feng Luming said to Lu Xiancheng.

After hearing this, Lu Xiancheng couldn't help but scratch his head. Although he was worth more than 10 million yuan, he was still a thousand miles away from the word "celebrity". It seemed that there was no possibility of going into other people's places to ride a horse.

"Then there is nothing to do," Lu Xiancheng said disappointedly.

There is no horse farm to enjoy, Lu Xiancheng naturally thought of building a horse farm by himself! It doesn’t take much land, it’s only a few dozen acres. If you raise a few horses, you can ride it yourself when you’re fine.

This is just an idea. After all, now there are only a few hundred thousand in his pocket. Old Lu is not willing to spend even decorating a house. How could he spend money on the horse farm? Besides, these hundreds of thousands are not enough. There is no problem getting it from a distance, but how can he do this horse? Old Lu is riding a horse with a tall head and a shoulder height of only 1.5 meters and a veteran Lu doesn’t even have the interest to ride.

There is no money in your pocket, but it doesn't prevent Lao Lu from placing a mouth! The horse you want to ride is not only tall but also beautiful, to put it bluntly, it's a stinky smell.

After chatting for a while, Lu Xiancheng asked Haicheng: "Brother Haicheng, don't you have to go back to greet your friends?"

"They don't have to do anything to accompany us. When they get here, there will be someone to accompany them." Haicheng smiled and said, "By the way, what about you, are there any arrangements next?"

"My first priority now is to take a driver's license and then get a cheap car and drive it first. I haven't considered the next thing well," said Lu Xiancheng.

Lu Xiancheng originally thought that he would start to take his brothers to a well-off society after he came back, but he didn't expect that MAX is only 1.0 now. Whether it is software or computer, he has the urge to win over the land with his head, and he is not interested in what renderings to make.

"Are you a little basic?" Haicheng asked.

Lu Xiancheng nodded: "Yes! I just want to find a driving school now, and I'll get through the exam soon."

In my previous life, Lao Lu studied for a whole year. It was not that Lao Lu was stupid but that he couldn't take time to work. Anyone who had learned to drive knew what it was like to learn to drive in China. Not only did he have to give gifts to coaches, but he also had to be scolded. If he didn't want to get a certificate, Lao Lu really didn't want to come here again.

After hearing this, Haicheng smiled and said to Lu Xiancheng: "This is simple, just find you Sister Feng!"

Lu Xiancheng asked, "Sister Feng, are you working in the vehicle management office?"

Feng Luming shook his head: "Where do I work in the vehicle management office? It's easy to get a certificate, but I advise you to go to the driving school to study."

After hearing this, Lu Xiancheng didn't smile at all with an unpleasant expression on his face and said, "That's right, it's safe to learn to go on the road!"

Everyone said this, but Lu Xiancheng was still rushing to ask for help. It may be because he went to the driving school to study for his own safety, but it also shows that he did not want to help. Isn’t it just that he went to study again? He has been a veteran driver for many years and is still afraid of taking the driver’s license again?

If someone refuses to help, don’t help.

Haicheng also smiled and nodded: "That's right, it's always a good thing to go to the driving school to study." However, no one knows what he was thinking.

"Then let's do it. You go to the transportation driving school to learn driving. I know a guy who works as a coach there. Just watch him learn it." Haicheng took out his business card from his pocket, then wrote a phone number at the back and handed it to Lu Xiancheng.

"As long, thank you brother!" Lu Xiancheng took the business card and took it into his pocket.

Haicheng stood up and said to everyone in the private room: "Then you guys and you guys will play first, we have friends over there to greet you."

After saying that, he waved his hand and took Feng Luming out together.

Lu Xiancheng sent the two to the door, and looked at their backs and disappeared from the corner. He felt a little confused about the relationship between them. It turned out that Old Lu thought these two were friends of the cannon, but they didn't look like each other now.

Fortunately, the idea flashed like this. Lao Lu was not a gossip reporter who was not interested in digging out other people's privacy. He watched the two of them leave and turned around and returned to the private room.

"It's time for me to sing now," Lu Xiancheng asked to his brothers and others.

"It's not time yet, you can stay there," said Song Yiqian, who was holding Mai in his hand, stepped on the small table with one foot, posing with a cut, half-closed his eyes and speaking in a Hong Kong and Taiwan celebrity accent.

Zhao Lihui saw Lu Xiancheng sitting beside him and asked, "How did you know these two people?"

"I know a man, but the first time I meet a woman, I have a suit that Brother Hai bought and gave away. I can't say that it's half-buyed and half-buyed. It's almost like giving away," Lu Xiancheng preached.

Tang Shengsong was concerned about another point: "You want to learn to drive?"

"Yes, you have to learn this thing early and late, and you can still get a little bit of driving experience," said Lu Xiancheng.

"How much does it cost to learn to drive now?" Zhou Guangyong asked after hearing this.

"More than three thousand," Xu Zhenghe said: "I also want to learn. I heard from a senior brother that it is easier to find a job if you have this book."

"I want to learn too, but this lesson is too tight now, and there is still one month left to take the exam, so I can't get out of time," Song Yiqian said with a sharp ear, putting down the microphone and saying.

When everyone heard Song Yiqian say this, they nodded and said, "Yes, we will learn again next semester. Let Lao Lu go and explore the way first."

"I really don't learn?" Lu Xiancheng asked.

"I may study again next year or my sophomore year, my freshman courses will be too tight," said Zhao Lihui.

Lu Xiancheng had no choice but to nod and say that he would learn first.

It’s not that Lao Lu is stingy and can’t bear to help me take out the money for driving, but that he knows that he will not accept it even if he wants to pay it. Moreover, this behavior is a bit hurtful for me. Although my family is not rich, it has nothing to do with poverty. He can take out the thousands of dollars he learned to drive, so he doesn’t need to jump out and do something hurt from the perspective they think they are ‘allowing’.

It is better to teach them how to fish than to give them fish! Lao Lu is planning to take them to make money, not to give them money in vain.

After talking, the person who was preparing to learn to drive finally added another person, either Zhou Guangyong. This smart schoolwork was quite simple for him, so he had time to learn to drive. In this way, the two of them, who had almost grown up, formed a driving duo, discussing when to register.
Chapter completed!