Chapter 257: Purpose!

Since the reform and opening up, because of its rich mineral resources, the economy of J Province has developed rapidly, and soon a large number of rich coal bosses have been created. And because of its unique geographical location, Xishan has also become a golden area for major wealthy people to rush to buy. Almost all the rich and powerful people in Province J live here. If anyone wants to rob or rob, robbing any of them will cost more money than robbing a bank.

Mo Xiaofei's house is in the Xishan villa area, and Yang Yi is really envious of it, and people are more popular than people. People have lived in this kind of place all their lives, and we have to work hard for most of our lives, this is the gap.

Mo Xiaofei's villa is not very big in this area, the whole villa is an antique building, and there is a huge artificial lake in the yard, with small bridges and flowing water. It follows up on the ancient garden-style. The most attractive thing is that there is a small maple forest on the left, which Yang Yi is envious of. I don't know what it's like to lie there all afternoon. "Your family is so big. Yang Yi said enviously. This is the life of a rich man.

"No matter how big it is, it's just lying on the ground two feet wide. What is there to envy. Mo Xiaofei said faintly. There was a rare hint of melancholy in his eyes.

Mo Xiaofei took Yang Yi into the antique villa that ordinary people could not set foot in their lives, the door was the ancient kind of vermilion lacquered wooden door, and the door was opened by an aunt who looked kind, it was estimated that it should be the nanny of Mo Xiaofei's family. Chao Yangyi and Mo Xiaofei smiled and said, "Miss is back, the old man is waiting for you." ”

"Hello Auntie. Yang Yi said politely. Laughing like a big boy next door.

The aunt was probably also a person who was used to seeing big people, so she nodded to Yang Yi without humility or arrogance, and let the two in.

The old man sat in the living room reading the newspaper. There was also a middle-aged man sitting on the sidelines, tending to a few small goldfish in his fish tank. On the other side of the sofa sat a blonde beauty who looked to be in her twenties, with a quiet face. The beauty is tall and tall, and even when she is sitting, she gives a very high feeling. I don't know if the skin is well maintained, or if I follow the old man, it's very white. It should be the long hair on her forehead that covers half of her face, and Yang Yi doesn't know what she looks like, but his intuition is that this is a beauty, and she is also a very eye-catching beauty.

The old man looked very happy when he saw Yang Yi. smiled and beckoned to Yang Yi, and said loudly: "Xiao Yang is here, come and sit." ”

Mo Xiaofei ran over with a smile and called grandpa sweetly, then hugged the blonde beauty on the side, and whispered in her ear: "Sister, why are you here? Is there any gossip? Know that I am going to invite a handsome guy to my house today?"

"Handsome guy? You say he? I don't see where he looks handsome. Today, the beauty glanced at Yang Yi lightly, lowered her voice and said disdainfully.

The middle-aged man heard the old man's voice, turned around slowly, and looked at the young man with great interest. The blonde beauty also glanced up at Yang Yi slightly, and then lowered her head to play with her mobile phone, and didn't seem to be very interested in Yang Yi.

Yang Yi smiled slightly. "The old man is good, the uncle is good. "Yang Yi originally wanted to ask the beauty, but seeing that others didn't even look at him, he simply didn't look at himself. Yang Yi sat beside the old man very well-behaved. smiled: "Old man, have you been feeling better lately?"

"Hehe, it's much better. I have to thank you so much. Ah Song, this is the little miracle doctor I told you, Yang Yi. This is my son, Mo Zhengsong. The old man smiled, and his eyes were full of love when he looked at Yangyi.

Mo Zhengsong took the initiative to stand up and shook hands with Yang Yi gently, and said very sincerely: "Xiao Yang, our whole family has to thank you." ”

Yang Yi smiled very shyly and said, "This is what I should do, there is nothing to be grateful for." ”

The old man smiled and looked at the blonde beauty who was sitting on the other end of the sofa quietly playing with his mobile phone, and said with a smile: "Xiao Jing, this is the miracle doctor I just told you about, you are all young people, you should be able to have a lot of topics." ”

The blonde beauty just raised her head and was slightly perfunctory, then lowered her head and chatted with Mo Xiaofei in a low voice, not taking Yang Yi as a person at all.

Yang Yi was very disappointed, even if his brother is not a very eye-catching handsome guy, at least he can be regarded as a handsome guy with a temperament. As for not even bothering to take a look at the eyes? The eyes are above the top, not my brother's dish. Yang Yi also directly passed the blonde beauty.

"Dad, is your guest here? Let's eat first?" a middle-aged beautiful woman in the kitchen stuck out her head and shouted.

"Let's go, Xiao Yang, eat first, and we'll talk after dinner. Today, Xiaofei's mother heard that you were coming, so she went to the kitchen for a special time. You're in for a good day. The old man took Yang Yi's hand very affectionately and walked towards the restaurant.

"Well, my mom hasn't cooked in years. I'm stained with your light. Mo Xiaofei stopped the beautiful woman's arm and said with a smile.

Mo Xiaofei's family is very kind, of course, except for the blonde beauty. At the dining table, Mo Xiaofei and her mother frequently put vegetables in Yangyi's bowl. Yang Yi was a little flattered. He actually likes to eat in this kind of family atmosphere, and he doesn't know if it's because the food is delicious or because Yang Yi is really hungry, so he unceremoniously ate two large bowls before he ate eighty percent full. Yang Yi was afraid of scaring others, so he had to hypocritically say that he was full.

Yang Yi didn't know when he provoked the blonde beauty, and kept rolling his eyes at himself while eating. Yang Yi's teeth are itching, if he wasn't a guest, Yang Yi really wanted to press this chick to the ground and ravage it. Isn't this a diaphragm person? If my brother wants to, it won't be a problem to find ten or eight prettier than you.

Mo Xiaofei's mother seems to have a special affection for Yang Yi. After eating, I kept asking Yang Yi's family situation, what do your parents do? Do you have a partner? Yang Yi couldn't help but feel embarrassed, how did this feel like a blind date.

"Xiao Yang, let's go, go to my study and sit down. The old man looked at Yang Yi with an embarrassed face, and said with a smile, it can be regarded as a relief for Yang Yi.

Yang Yi quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and then hurriedly followed behind, this question, Tai Nima was sharp. Yang Yi really doesn't know how to answer.

The old man's study is very plainly furnished, it can be described as cold, a Taishi chair, and a mahogany square table. Then there's a row of old-looking bookshelves. In addition, there is a very elegant pot of spider plants, and nothing else. On the desk is a copy of "Wall Street Dream Record". And the bookshelves are also full of blue financial books, and the only different book is a gold-bound version of "Water Margin". Yang Yi has to admit that this is the secret of people's success. Whoever reads these books every day can also achieve something.

Directly above the desk hangs a letter. The three big characters of the way of the master in the book are vigorous and powerful, and the power penetrates the back of the paper. It looks amazing. Even Yang Yi, a layman, can feel that there is a Confucian spirit in it. I can't help but look a little distracted.

The old man's eyes lit up slightly, and he said with a smile: "Xiao Yang also has a study of words?"

Yang Yi shook his head very embarrassedly, and said, "How can I, a country boy, study this, I just think that this character is very imposing." So I was a little fascinated by it. ”

The old man was not disappointed, smiled indifferently, and said: "Calligraphy, just like traditional Chinese medicine, is a treasure left to us by our ancestors." ”

Yang Yi nodded speechlessly, and wondered in his heart. People who know Chinese medicine write beautiful calligraphy, but their own calligraphy is a few days of learning when I was in junior high school, and it is like a caterpillar crawling, and I can't handle it. Some envy pointed to the words on the wall, and said with a smile: "Old man, you wrote this word?"

"It's written to kill time, and you can't be elegant. Xiao Yang, don't laugh at me, old man. The old man laughed. I was not disappointed because Yang Yi couldn't write calligraphy.

Yang Yi doesn't dare to laugh at others, if people don't laugh at themselves, they are already saving face, and they still have the face to laugh at others. Saying this, Yang Yi scratched his head a little embarrassed, and said, "Old man, you asked me to come to the study just to let me see what you wrote?"

"Stinky boy. The old man glanced at Yang Yi with ill intentions and said, "I actually called you here today, and there is another purpose." I just want you to accompany me to Kyoto. An old friend of mine, who suffered from cerebral palsy a few years ago, is now no different from the living dead. There was no hope left. But I told them about you curing my leg, and they felt the need to give it a try, so they wanted you to go to Kyoto, even if my old man owes you a favor. The most important thing is that the old guy is unconscious now, and he can't come to Province J to see you at all, otherwise I wouldn't have let you go to Kyoto. And their family background is not bad, the old man was an old general in the early years, and now although he has retired, his influence is still quite good. Several of his sons are also powerful figures. I guess that's good for you too. You think about it, and if it works, I'll get back to their house right now. ”

Yang Yi knew that the old man had said so much, in fact, it was also for his own good. After all, if you have such a big backer, the road will be much smoother in the future. Yang Yi knows that it is impossible for him to stay in J Province for the rest of his life. If you want to rush out, you need a lot of contacts. Especially Kyoto, the heart of China. It's full of intricate networks, and if you don't have connections, you don't even know how you died. The old man is also paving the way for himself, and Yang Yi is grateful or grateful in his heart. Such a fool who makes a profit and does not lose money will not do it.