Signed in for eight years, was exposed by the school girl's niece

"Well, that's fine."

Then, everyone stared at the screen intently.

The TV first showed a brief introduction about Lao Ma’s life and a series of his brilliant achievements, and then the camera turned to the scene of the show. There were two sofas in the center of the scene, a table in the middle, and a table full of people under it. audience.

The host first gave an opening remark and praised the old horse, and then she said excitedly:

"Next, we invite Mr. Ma Xiaoyun to come on stage."

The next second, the music played and the lights flickered.

An old horse wearing a white coat and black cloth shoes slowly came out from the backstage, holding a thermos in his hand.

With a very calm expression, he walked calmly to the sofa and sat down, then put the cup on the table.

For a moment, all eyes were on the old horse.

"Father Ma is still so simple, I almost didn't recognize him as my father in this attire."

"Low-key has been engraved in Teacher Ma's bones."

"I feel that Lao Ma will definitely come up with a golden sentence this time."

The audience off the court also began to discuss in a low voice.

Then, the host on stage exchanged a few words with Lao Ma, and then asked a crucial question.

"Mr. Ma, you see that you are still the richest man in China at such a young age, and your industry is also among the best in the world. Everyone also regards you as a goal. If you want to become an excellent entrepreneur like you, then you think you are successful. What is your secret or any good advice you can give young people up to now?"

When the old horse heard this, he paused a little.

success?

Lao Ma looked at the reporter, thinking in his heart that you are still young after all, some memories could not help but surfaced in his mind.

It was at a banquet a few years ago, it can be said that there was a gathering of dignitaries, an unprecedented grand occasion, not only Chinese big men like Galloping Horse, Rebus, Li Hongyan, but also foreign big men like Bill Gates, Puffy Te, Masco, etc. were basically present, and even some hidden wealthy families like Rothschild, Rockefeller, and Morgan also came and sent some representatives to participate.

Naturally, he was also invited to participate. It was the time when he was in high spirits, but after attending the banquet, his thoughts completely changed.

The banquet was held in a huge manor in Europe. He didn't know what real luxury is that day. Every piece of random decorations in it was priceless, like the eight treasure mirrors of the East, Li Bai's only authentic Shangyang post, the precious treasures from all over the world, he has innumerable, and the value of these things can no longer be measured by money.

success?

Compared with the owner of the manor, I am nothing. Even if I have a net worth of [-] billion, there is still a huge gap with him, because I only have the value of shares, and the cash I can take out is only [-] billion.

But for the owner of the manor, the value of a manor is more than tens of billions.

At this moment, Lao Ma couldn't help but think back to the young man who sat on the main seat that day, surrounded by many world famous people who were like him, and even far surpassed him. His face had already been deeply imprinted in Lao Ma's mind.

It was only at that moment that he knew what success was, and his lifelong dream was to become the owner of the manor.

But he knew very well in his heart that he might not be able to reach that state in his life.

Because after that banquet, that gentleman also specially met with a few of them Chinese rich men, and he got a huge investment from him during that conversation.

It was a venture capital investment that I still feel a bit exaggerated when I think about it now.

Facts have proved that the gentleman has not misjudged the person, and he has lived up to his expectations and made a small achievement.

Of course, time has passed, and now he is relieved, and it is precisely because of the impact of that banquet that he later realized that if money is used as a measure, he will never be able to become a successful person.

"I think the key to success is not to make money, because money can never be made. If you say success, how much is success, ten billion, one thousand billion, or one trillion. I don't know. Yes, so I think to do something well from the bottom of your heart, it doesn’t matter how much money you earn, the important thing is to experience life and embrace life, as long as you do this, then you will all be successful people.”

Lao Ma looked at the reporter and talked eloquently.

The audience in the audience was dumbfounded.

This is the pattern of the old horse!

The reporter was also a little surprised, and hurriedly asked: "Then from what you said, you seem to think that money is not important compared to doing what you want to do?"

Lao Ma took a sip of the wolfberry tea in the thermos, and then continued: "To be honest, the happiest time for me was when I was raising pigs in my hometown. At that time, I only earned a few hundred yuan a month. Every month is handed over to my wife, including the current company, and my wife is also in charge of the family's money, I have never touched money, and I have no interest in money."

As soon as these words came out, the host was all excited, as if someone had opened up the two veins of Ren and Du, and he was deeply impressed by the charisma of Lao Ma's personality deep in his heart.

"Listening to Mr. Ma's words is better than reading ten years of books!" the host exclaimed.

Off the court, there was thunderous applause.

As for Lin Xuan, Su Qingcheng and Ren Yulu who were sitting in front of the TV and watching the talk show, they were astonished.

"What kind of state is this old horse? This is the fun that is said to be transcendent."

"It will be great when we can have such an awareness. Ruanmei has abused me thousands of times, and I treat Ruanmei like first love."

"Impossible, we ordinary people just look at it, people who have a lot of money will throw up, of course they are not interested in money, the hungry don't know the hungry! Sisters."

The girls also sighed repeatedly.

Ye Qing at the side glanced at the old horse on the TV, and couldn't help but chuckled after hearing what he said just now.

Thinking back when he invited Lao Ma to the banquet and gave him a small investment at that time, he burst into tears with excitement, and talked with himself for a long time about his future business ambitions, saying that he must first complete the small project of earning him billions of dollars. Target.

But who would have thought that now he would say that he was not interested in money.

Su Qingcheng and the others must have heard these words full of force, but to Ye Qing, it was like a three-year-old child saying that I have ten lollipops now, so I am not interested in lollipops anymore Same.

Some naive, but also really funny.

Chapter 122 Yoga

No matter how it changes, Lao Ma's humorous style has always been there.

Ye Qing also felt a little interesting, and the corners of his mouth could not help but slightly raised.

Seeing that Ye Qing seemed to be smiling, Su Qingcheng and the others couldn't help but wonder:

"Uncle, what's the matter with you?"

Ye Qing came back to his senses, and said calmly: "Oh, it's nothing, I just thought of something happy."

When everyone heard this, they thought he was really laughing at something else, so they didn't pay much attention to it.

Then, everyone watched TV for a while, and Su Qingcheng didn't turn off the TV until Lao Ma's show was over.

It was getting late, Ye Qing went back to the room first, Su Qingcheng and the others went back to the room to rest after washing up.

Before Su Qingcheng returned to her room, she glanced at the orange cat lying on the ground and dozing, and saw that it was pink and tender, so cute, so she carried her back to her room.

The orange cat also glanced lazily at Su Qingcheng, licked her little hand, then continued to doze off with narrowed eyes.

Su Qingcheng looked at the docile and lovely appearance of the orange cat, and stroked it gently for a while.

Su Qingcheng hugged the orange cat, stroked it for a while, and then fell asleep before he knew it.

Early the next morning, Ye Qing got up and went to the first floor after washing up.

At this time, the curtains were wide open, and the early morning light just shone into the living room, and Ye Qing felt a warm feeling all over his body.

But he turned his head and saw that someone got up earlier than him.

In front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, Avril Lavigne is wearing a tight yoga suit and is sitting on a yoga mat practicing yoga.

At this time, she was doing a prayer-like movement. She was lying on the ground, her body was in an inverted V shape, and then she put her hands together, relaxed her body, and slowly lowered her body.

At this moment, Ye Qing looked a little fascinated.

Avril Lavigne, who is wearing tight-fitting yoga clothes, is particularly beautifully lined, and the dynamic picture is more visually impactful. His eyes don't know where to look, and he feels good everywhere.

The waist, the long legs, the smooth S-line and parabola, every inch is like the uncanny workmanship of nature.

And her face, which is still amazingly beautiful even without makeup, looks really beautiful and delicious.

And such a beauty is doing yoga movements, which is naturally a pleasing scenery. Avril Lavigne's movements are also very standard, showing the softness and beauty of yoga, and her hot figure is even more irritating.

When she practiced yoga, the movements under the big bear were even more fiery.

It has to be said that people rely on clothes, Ye Qing tried it out from the air, and always felt that his hands had become smaller?

I feel a little out of control.

After watching for a while, Ye Qing walked towards Avril, watching while walking.

Men are more curious, and they can see more clearly when they get closer.

And anyway, there are only a few places, it’s better to be upright than to look at them secretly. Anyway, Sima Zhao’s heart is known to everyone, so there’s no need to hide it, and Avril won’t say anything about him.

Ye Qing walked up to Avril with a smile, her eyes were soft and pure, without any impurities.

Avril was too fascinated by the practice just now, Ye Qing also found him when she came over now, looking at Ye Qing's eyes, she smiled a little shyly, and then she put the mat away.

"You are up, let me make breakfast, what do you plan to eat?"

Ye Qing originally wanted to eat noodles, but thinking that Su Qingcheng and the others don't like noodles very much, he said: "Then make some small cakes, there are still leftover ingredients from yesterday, remember to put less sugar."

"Well, okay."

As she said that, Avril was holding the cushion and was going to put the cushion back to its original position first, and then when she passed by the coffee table, she also felt a little thirsty, so she picked up the water glass and prepared to drink.

As a result, she didn't pay attention to her feet, and accidentally stepped on a soft ball that was the size of a fist next to her.

Then her foot was twisted.

In an instant, she lost her center of gravity and fell to the side.

Fortunately, Ye Qing quickly supported her with his sharp eyes and hands.

"oops!"

The next second, Avril Lavigne uttered a cry of pain because of the pain in her feet, and at the same time took a breath of cold air from her mouth.

The cup in her hand also slipped, and the water in it spilled out onto the gray tights.

"what happened to you?"

Seeing that she almost fell down, Ye Qing had a painful expression on her face, quickly supported her shoulders, carried her to the sofa beside her, and asked with concern as she walked.

"I accidentally twisted my foot just now." Avril pointed to her calf, and said in distress.

Ye Qing put Avril on the sofa and sat down, then gently lifted her thighs and looked at her, her ankles were a little red and swollen, it was indeed a sprained tendon and bone, and it needed to be dealt with.

But he thought for a while, and couldn't help frowning: "It seems that there is no medicine for bruises at home."

Avril endured the pain and said: "I saw that there seemed to be some in Qingcheng yesterday, you can go to her to have a look."

Hearing this, Ye Qing seemed to have thought of something, looked at Avril's small face, couldn't help but smiled wryly and said: "I can call her, as long as you are not afraid of misunderstanding."

Avril was also taken aback for a moment, then she paid attention to Ye Qing's expression, then looked at the tissue next to her, and then at the water stains on her pants.

This......

If Ye Qing hadn't mentioned it, she wouldn't have thought of this.

At that moment, she just spat secretly, and then gave Ye Qing a charming look.

"Then, what do you say now?"

Seeing her resentful eyes, Ye Qing was also happy.

"Haha, don't worry, I have my own way, you wait here, don't move around, I'll get some ice packs for you first."

Then Ye Qing went to the refrigerator and got some ice packs out.

Then Ye Qing walked back to Avril Lavigne, and then he sat down on the floor.

At this time, Avril Lavigne's pair of long and smooth beautiful legs is close at hand.

Then Ye Qing directly grabbed Avril's calf.

Avril was startled, subconsciously wanted to pull back, just moved a little, Ye Qing shouted uncompromisingly:

"Don't move, I'll give you some medicine."

Avril Lavigne came to her senses, nodded quickly, and said, "Oh, okay, okay."

I don't know why, although she has been in touch so many times, she still feels blushing and nervous when Ye Qing's big hand holds her.

Seeing that Avril's face turned red, Ye Qing also secretly smiled, but he quickly picked up an ice pack and applied it to her sprain, while he was also giving her a massage.

Ye Qing's technique was very peculiar, Avril Lavigne was obviously applying an ice pack, but Ye Qing's massage made her feel a warm current rushing towards the wound.

The pain in the feet was also relieved.

Suddenly, Ye Qing increased his strength.

"Sigh~~"

Chapter 123 A Little Embarrassing