The richest man Yang Fei

"You may not believe it if you tell me. When I was in school, I read all the novels in the bookstore near the school more than twice."

"So awesome? Little Bai~Wan! Did you say you don't need time?"

"Yes, from now on, I know what it's like to forget to eat and sleep, and I also learned to see ten lines at a glance."

"Push!"

She finally picked out a collection of Su Shi, and said, "Lend me this book, I think you have a lot of annotations."

"Isn't it good to read the original? Do you have to read what I've critiqued?"

"Looking at the books you have approved is like reading with you. This is a wonderful experience."

"Oh? Then you can take it. This book is really good. Among the eight great masters of Tang and Song Dynasties, Su Shi is my favorite."

"Oh, I love reading his words too."

"When I was young, I liked Li Bai, and when I got older, I gradually liked Su Shi. I think Li Bai is more like an abstract figure, while Su Shi is more three-dimensional and more concrete. Personally, I don't want to do academic discussions."

"Speaking of how old you are!" Han Yiyi laughed, "Old-fashioned, like an old pedant."

The two came out while talking.

The security guard at the door stood at attention and saluted when they saw them.

Yang Fei waved to them: "Thanks for your hard work."

"Boss is working hard!" The security guards replied.

After getting out of the elevator, Han Yiyi asked, "Want to have a drink?"

Just as Yang Fei wanted to say no more, he suddenly thought that Chen Mo and the others were not at home, and they were going to play on the yacht. He was afraid they would not come back so soon, so he said, "That's fine, anyway, I've already slept, and I probably won't be able to sleep when I go home." gone."

"Still going to the Muse?"

"I'm casual. I'm afraid there will be a lot of people in Muse at this time. It won't be quiet when I go there."

Han Yiyi said softly: "Why don't you come to my house? I have good wine."

Yang Fei's heart moved, and he said with a smile: "Is it convenient?"

"What's the inconvenience? I kept saying that I would invite you to my house as a guest, but you never went."

"Okay, please."

Han Yiyi is now the boss of Jahwa Group, and the company provides a car.

She smiled and said, "Then I won't drive, let's take yours."

Yang Fei hummed.

After getting into Yang Fei's car, Han Yiyi said: "Your car is old, right?"

"Almost eight years."

"Then it's time to change the car."

"Ready to change."

Yang Fei thought that she was the only one in her family.

After entering the house, he realized that her parents were also there.

Moreover, her parents had already fallen asleep, and they got up again when they heard the doorbell.

Seeing that their daughter brought the man back, the couple were stunned for a long while, and then began to get busy, making tea and pouring wine.

Yang Fei couldn't help being embarrassed.

What made him even more uncomfortable was that Han Yiyi's parents regarded him as their daughter's boyfriend, which was reflected in their words.

That's right, if it's not your boyfriend, why are you still going to the woman's house at this late hour?

Chapter 1588 National Husband

Seeing Yang Fei's discomfort, Han Yiyi pursed her lips and gave her parents a push: "Dad, Mom, go to sleep! He is the big boss of my company, so I'll just entertain him."

"Oh! Big Boss! Yang Fei!" Papa Han clapped his hands and laughed loudly, "I know you! Last time you held a press conference on the rooftop, Yiyi invited me to attend, and I saw you give a speech. You I haven't recognized you yet after changing clothes!"

As he spoke, he held out his hand.

Yang Fei got up and shook hands with him, and said with a smile, "Uncle, it's my first time here, so I have empty hands, so I'm sorry."

"Family, don't talk about two families! You can come and play anytime you want." Han's mother said cheerfully.

Hearing this, Yang Fei felt something was wrong?

He looked at the time and said, "Boss Han, why don't I go back."

"Don't go, you talk! You talk." Mother Han pushed her husband into the bedroom.

The living room became quiet all of a sudden.

Han Yiyi brushed her hair and said with a smile: "You're laughing. I didn't expect to wake them up. Come to my room for a drink?"

Yang Fei was still hesitating. She capped the wine bottle she just opened, walked to her room, and said, "I have good wine there, so don't drink this. You come in."

Yang Fei got up and followed in.

Her boudoir has a large balcony, which has been transformed into a study.

There is a chair inside.

Han Yiyi moved a chair from the bedroom to the balcony and asked Yang Fei to sit down.

She opened the door of the bookcase, took out a bottle of wine, and said with a smile, "You gave me this wine. Last time you brought wine back from a French winery and said it was a good wine that was hard to buy. He gave me a bottle, and I kept it in my collection all the time, and I was not willing to drink it. Today I will borrow flowers to offer Buddha."

Yang Fei said: "It's for you, you can drink it, after drinking it, I still have more, it's a lot."

Han Yiyi said: "Didn't you say that this wine is Chen's fragrance? I'll keep it, thinking about opening it in ten or eight years, will it be more delicious?"

"In theory, it is. However, if you put it in the bookcase, it won't have much effect. If it is stored in the wine cellar, it will be more perfect."

"Wine cellar? That's for rich people. No matter what hobby it is, if you really want to play, you have to invest a lot of money and time. I have a nephew who is practicing calligraphy. The pen, ink, paper and inkstone he puts in every year is not enough. You know how much it will cost! You have to hire a famous teacher to teach, and you can sign up for a class, which is thousands of dollars."

Yang Fei nodded approvingly.