The richest man Yang Fei

However, Chen Mo and others don't like such activities.

In order to accompany them, Yang Fei had no choice but to choose another hobby.

Fortunately, Chen Mo doesn't really like shopping in shopping malls, otherwise Yang Fei's spare time would be spent in the poorly ventilated shopping malls.

In the midsummer season, the river breeze comes slowly, which makes people feel refreshed and refreshed.

The little flower seller is still there, she seems to know Yang Fei.

Although every time Yang Fei comes for a walk, the girls around him are different, but the flower girl will still praise Yang Fei as always, saying that Yang Fei is a handsome guy, and the woman beside him is a beautiful woman, and that they are a natural pair, a pair made by nature. , and then took the opportunity to sell their own flowers.

As usual, Yang Fei only bought one flower.

For the same rose, Jiang Hanying would pin it on her chest and hold Yang Fei with her free hands; Chen Chun would wear it on her hair, showing off her will, without caring about the eyes of others; while Chen Mo would only hold it in her hand Every now and then, I lower my head slightly and sniff it, with an intoxicated expression on my face, as if this flower is really fragrant.

Yang Fei couldn't help thinking, what if Chen Ruoling?

In this situation, if you give her a rose, what will she do with it?

Unknowingly, he was always missing Chen Ruoling.

No matter where he went, no matter what he was doing, he always thought of her.

Seeing beautiful fashion, he would think that Chen Ruoling must look good in it.

When encountering a delicious snack bar, he will think, if Chen Ruoling is here, she must like it.

Those who have been deeply in love should know that Yang Fei's strong longing is the expression of passionate love.

And this change, even he himself did not notice.

Bought flowers and walked forward.

Yang Fei knew that he would hear the familiar guitar sound soon.

It was the same girl who sang, her young face was a little red by the wind, and her round complexion was just the color of youth.

The singing girl also seemed to recognize Yang Fei, she looked at him, and then smiled lightly between singing.

Well, Yang Fei was captured by her beautiful and charming smile again, so he obediently took out his pocket and put 200 yuan in her cardboard box.

Many people cast amazed eyes.

In this era when the per capita salary is several hundred yuan, a person who is rewarded with 200 yuan is either a local tyrant or a wealthy person.

And Yang Fei is still so young, handsome, elegant, and intellectual!

Such a tall, rich and handsome man satisfies all the fantasies that ordinary girls have about a domineering president.

After investing the money, Yang Fei stopped, listened to her sing two songs, and then left.

"You gave so much money?" Chen Mo asked him, "Do you recognize her?"

"Would you not recognize someone who walks here every day? I also recognize the little flower seller just now."

Chen Moyan smiled and said: "Really? No wonder I saw her smiling at you. When she sang, she also worked extra hard. The level is obviously better than before!"

Yang Fei said: "Singing takes a lot of voice. Smart singers know how to save their voices."

Chen Mo said: "I really envy her, coming out to sing and sing every day not only satisfies my hobbies, but also makes money, um, that's great."

Yang Fei said: "Envy her?"

Chen Mo said: "Not many people are willing to pay so much for their hobbies and ideals."

Yang Fei said: "That's true. Most of our ordinary people's ideals will turn into dreams. In the end, we don't even bother to dream, and we don't even have to think about it. I still remember that when the teacher assigned composition in junior high school, the topic was called mine. ideal."

"Really? My teacher also arranged it! Did all the teachers in the world discuss it?" Chen Mo smiled.

"Haha! It's possible!" Yang Fei said, "I still remember that many students in the class wrote their compositions very well. Some wanted to be scientists, some wanted to be doctors, and some wanted to be astronauts, all of them were tall As a result, the reality is endless. Those who want to be scientists go to the coast to work, those who want to be doctors work as fishmongers in the vegetable market, and those who want to be astronauts do nothing at home. You can’t even marry a wife.”

"So, what about your ideal?" Chen Mo didn't care about other people's affairs.

"Me? I seem to be writing, unwilling to be mediocre."

"essay topic?"

"Yes, it's called unwillingness to be mediocre."

"Your ideal is not to be mediocre?"

"Yeah, because I didn't have a clear ideal at the time, and I didn't know whether I wanted to be a lawyer or a teacher when I grew up. The only thing I was clear about was that I was unwilling to be mediocre. Another point, I was also clear Yes, that's not being a police officer."

"There are so many policemen in your family, but you must not be a policeman?"

"Yes. Everyone has his own ambition!"

"Unwilling to be mediocre! Well, I think this is very good. Now you are indeed not mediocre."

"Then you don't understand mediocrity, what do you mean? Do you have money?"

"You not only have money, you are also a successful businessman. You have created tens of thousands of jobs, and you have made Yilin County rank from the bottom of the province to the top three. This is all thanks to you. If you are still mediocre, Those of us don’t have to live.”

"I've heard a saying that the best and the worst make history, and the mediocre breed the race. In that sense, I really just want to be mediocre."

"..."

Chen Mo thought for a while, but still didn't hold back, and laughed out of breath.

Yang Fei also laughed.

Chen Mo gave him a charming look, and said, "I see, that's what you're thinking about!"

Yang Fei said: "Food, sex, and sex!"

Chen Mo said: "I just like your serious nonsense!"

The two were joking while taking a walk.

There are many people walking along the river, some walk slowly, some walk quickly, and some walk backwards.

"Mr. Yang!" A surprised voice came over.

Yang Fei turned his head and saw a man in the crowd waving at him.

This person is wearing sunglasses, the brim of the peaked cap is pressed down very low, and he is well-dressed. There are two people beside him, a man and a woman.

Even though he was dressed in such a way, Yang Fei still recognized him.