[Sister Lin Li, what do you mean by this?] Yang Aiqian couldn't detect the teasing tone in Lin Li's words.

[Haha - I don’t mean anything else about that.] Lin Lida said.

[Humph——] Yang Aiqian shut his mouth angrily and ignored Lin Li.

[I don’t care if you ignore me or ignore me.] Lin Li was not to be outdone.

After three hours of silence, the plane finally landed at Yuntian Airport in Dongguang Province.

[Young Master Yang, please wait here for now. I'll go do some errands and I'll call you later.] As soon as she got off the plane, Lin Li said goodbye to Yang Aiqian with her own salute.

[Sister Lin Li, you are too ungrateful, you just pushed me down like this.]

[Young Master Yang, I really have something to do. Didn’t you ask me to contact you about business? I’m just going to find someone.] Lin Li explained.

[In that case, fine.] For the sake of the God of Wealth Exchange Platform, Yang Aiqian acquiesced.

After watching Lin Li get into a taxi and leave, Yang Aiqian found a place to sit and looked at Dongguang City while waiting for the person to pick him up.

[Hello...is this Yang Aiqian? I'm your uncle Yang Song, has your plane arrived in Shenhai?] After staying at the airport for about ten minutes, Yang Aiqian finally received a call from a relative in Shenhai City.

Looking at the [Big Brother] mobile phone that was as big as a brick in his hand, Yang Aiqian lamented that if he had the opportunity in the future, he would definitely acquire famous communication companies in his previous life, such as Sanxin Mobile, Noyagi, and Moronila. Pick any one of these three companies.

They are all super-rich companies, and they are also the fastest-profiting companies in the future. If there is such a company, he believes that he will earn financial value very quickly.

[Uncle, I’m here. I’m right at the exit of the airport.] Yang Aiqian said.

[Oh, then you come directly in front of the airport. My car is parked on the roadside. The license plate number is: Dongguang 86668——]

[Oh——] Yang Aiqian responded and put away his phone.

Carrying my luggage bag, I strode toward the front of the airport. There was a sea of ​​traffic on the road. There was a Mercedes Benz parked on the side of the road. A paunchy man in his 50s was standing next to him. Behind him were several men.

, one of them wears glasses, he is in his thirties, he has a shrewd look on his face, he seems to have some status, and the rest of them look like they are just followers.

[Ai Qian, right?...I am your uncle Yang Song.]

[Uncle, hello, I am Yang Aiqian, sorry to trouble you.]

[What are you saying? It's not troublesome. Not bad! Not bad, he's a handsome young man, ha... Just give them the luggage bag. Let's get in the car...] Yang Song looked at Yang Ai and said.

The man with glasses took Yang Aiqian's luggage bag smoothly, but he was surprised in his heart. Where did this kid come from? The big labor boss came to pick him up in person. While he was confused, the bodyguards also had the same thoughts.

, all looked at Yang Ai, wondering who this kid was.

Yang Aiqian didn't take them seriously. These people had no brains and were just running errands behind Yang Song.

After getting into the Mercedes-Benz, Yang Aiqian and Yang Song sat in the back. He made a gesture and told the bespectacled man to take another car. There was a commercial vehicle parked behind the Mercedes-Benz. As for the brand, Yang Aiqian didn't recognize it either.

, it seems to be Yang Song's car, this relative from the deep sea is quite impressive.

I heard my mother, Shen Lan, say that this uncle Yang Song was doing very well in Shenhai City. Especially after his father was promoted to the Standing Committee of Jinyuan Province, he became even more popular. Anyone who has a backer will make a name for himself. This Uncle Yang Song was no exception. It could be seen from his face that this man was very shrewd. After the car started, he quickly merged into the traffic. Apart from the driver, the only people in the car were Yang Aiqian and him.

[Ai Qian... I received a call from your dad, so I happened to stop by the airport to pick you up. It would be great to come to the deep sea to study. It is much better than your remote place in the mountains. Don't let your dad down. You should study hard and tell me if you need anything. Your uncle still has some energy in this small one-third of an acre of land.] Yang Song patted his chest and reassured him again and again.

[Thank you, uncle! I understand. I will definitely ask you for help if I have something to do.] Yang Aiqian said this, but he said this in his heart. This uncle Yang Song still pretends to be similar, maybe because he is afraid that his driver will reveal his identity. , I am afraid that these words are also well planned. It seems that his father has been very strict with him and does not give him any sense of superiority. But now, do I still need the sense of superiority of a second-generation official?

[You're welcome, your dad also helped me back then!] Yang Song patted Yang Aiqian's shoulder and said carelessly: [It's not a big deal for you to come to Shenhai to study. I've made all arrangements. Dad said on the phone that he wants you to live in your house and I will take you there in a moment.]

[Okay, uncle!] Yang Aiqian replied.

[By the way, Ai Qian, if you are in no hurry, I will pass by Xinquan Village later and I will go back to see my old man.] Yang Song asked.

"Uncle, I have nothing to do. I just want to see the world." Yang Ai said.

When the Mercedes-Benz drove into Xinquan Village, which was like a modern city, Yang Aiqian found that his previous understanding was wrong. He still underestimated the economic development speed of Shenhai City. He originally thought that the current Shenhai City was a city that developed faster. , the economic development is a little higher, but I never expected that the villages here have developed to such a level. This Xinquan Village is simply a high-end resort in the future modern society. There are small villas everywhere. If they are not clear-headed, some people would think that I am in the 21st century.

Walking straight down a straight asphalt road, after a while, Yang Aiqian saw a large area of ​​old houses. From the inside of the car, it seemed that there were about dozens of families living in this old house area.

[Uncle, where is this?] Yang Aiqian couldn't help but asked curiously.

[This is the old housing area in Xinquan Village, Wanbailong District, Shenhai City. It is also the last old housing area in Wanbailong District. For this reason, the city has formulated a reconstruction plan for the old Xinquan District. Your uncle is responsible for this project. Construction party.] Looking at this large area of ​​old houses, Yang Song had a heavy look on his face.

[Oh——] Yang Aiqian responded in a low voice and stopped talking.

The Mercedes-Benz parked directly in front of an old house, which was a relatively independent and larger courtyard. Yang Aiqian concluded that this was the old house of the Yang Song family.

[Crack——]

As soon as the car stopped, the door was opened.

[Boss, we’re here——] The person who opened the car door was none other than the man with glasses from before.

[Let’s go, Ai Qian, we’re here, go in and sit down.] Yang Song said with a smile.

[OK!]

At this time, a lot of people had gathered in front of the old house. These people pointed at Yang Song, Yang Aiqian and the others. They did not know Yang Aiqian, but they knew Yang Song and the dog-headed military advisor with glasses beside Yang Aiqian. It was precisely because of this.

A little bit, the first time Yang Aiqian came here, he left a bad impression on the people here. He was wearing the latest casual clothes and they were expensive. In the eyes of this bunch of strangers, he had been positioned as...

Dandies like young masters from rich families exist.

[Hey, look, there are guests at Yang Song’s house.]

[If you don’t tell me, I’ve seen it, but I don’t know what kind of relative he is to Yang Song. I think he’s probably not a good guy. Look at him, he’s oily and powdery, he looks like a Ximen Qing.]

[Isn’t that what you are talking about? How many good people can there be among the relatives of the Yang Song family? I think they are all bad people who suck human blood and gnaw human bones.]

[By the way, Uncle Li, you have to keep a close eye on your Jing'er and don't get involved with this kind of rich kid, otherwise you won't be able to get along well.]

As soon as he got off the car and appeared in front of the old house, the surrounding neighbors were already talking about each other. Yang Aiqian, who had excellent hearing, picked up all the comments of these people. But for

He just smiled softly and didn't pay much attention to the comments of these people.

But he still looked around, trying to find the Jing'er people were talking about.

There is also a courtyard opposite the Yang Song family's old house, which is the courtyard of Uncle Li's house. The white-haired old man sitting at the door of the courtyard should be the so-called Uncle Li.
Chapter completed!