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Jiang Chongnian didn't hear what Ming Yang muttered, subconsciously went to get his phone, and also mumbled 'Hello'.

Wen Renxiu originally wanted to say something, but he paused in a sleepy voice, and didn't want to say anything for a while.

"Chongnian, since you're still sleeping, I won't bother you for now. I'll call you when you wake up."

Jiang Chongnian made a vague 'hmm', and Wen Renxiu hung up the phone himself.

Ming Yang was woken up by the phone call, rubbed his pillow and checked the time on Jiang Chongnian's phone, it was 07:30 in the morning.At this point at home, Ming Yang is usually still awake, while Jiang Chongnian is about to get up and go to the company.

Since Jiang Chongnian had work arrangements in the afternoon, the two got up at eight o'clock to wash up, and went to the hospital directly after breakfast to see the recovery of Ming Yang's right hand.The plaster was taken out and a film was taken. The doctor suggested that it could be removed after seeing it, so when Ming Yang came back, there was no plaster on his hand, and he was not used to it being so easy.

After using his left hand for two months, he couldn't get used to his right hand for a while, Jiang Chongnian expressed his understanding.Only Ming Yang knows that no matter whether he is used to it or not, he can't hold the chopsticks firmly with his left and right hands and can't pick up food.

Fortunately, he ate western food at noon. Jiang Chongnian cut the well-cooked beef that Ming Yang wanted and pushed it in front of him. He tried to eat it with his right hand, but it was not easy, but it was slightly more convenient than his left hand.

In the afternoon, Jiang Chongnian went to work, and Ming Yang didn't want to stay in the hotel, so Jiang Chongnian took him to the nearby beach to play.

Xin Shichuan had received all the conch shells that Xin Shichuan brought to Ming Yang earlier, and the drawer was full. This time, he also wanted to pick up some and bring them back to Brother Chuan.After searching and searching, he didn't see the so-called shell conch on the huge beach. Ming Yang was disappointed and went to the restaurant to order ice cream, sitting and eating while feeling depressed.

"Young man, make a table."

An elegant lady sat across from Ming Yang, wearing rose red framed sunglasses covering most of her face, her golden wavy hair was loosely held behind her head with flower clips, her lipstick was straight, she was smiling, her teeth were so white bright.

"Sister, sit down." Ming Yang didn't stare at him, but took out his phone, opened the short video and began to scroll.

"Oh, what sister, I'm almost fifty this year!" The woman covered her mouth and laughed, then took off her sunglasses.Ming Yang raised his head to look at her, and took off his sunglasses, this aunt is also pretty.

Ming Yang said honestly: "Look, she looks like a sister."

The woman's eyes crooked with a smile, "Little young man, your mouth is too sweet!"

Ming Yang felt embarrassed and quickly shook his head.The woman ordered two cups of coconut water, and when she was about to leave, she turned around and asked, "Little young man, will you take pictures? Can you take some pictures for auntie?"

Ming Yang will not reject people, although he has never filmed before, he can learn from it.He followed her out, helped her put on her sunglasses, looked at the unfinished ice cream, and felt it was a waste.

Sitting under a parasol not far away was a man who was the aunt's husband.

"Hello, Uncle." Ming Yang knows that human beings pay attention to etiquette, especially the juniors should smile and say hello in front of the elders, and exchange basic polite greetings, "How is uncle recently?"

"..." Uncle didn't know how to answer this question.

The auntie paused for a while, smiled and helped her husband and said, "Your uncle is in very good health. He can run and dance, not to mention how healthy he is. Oh, Lao Jiang, look at this kid, he is so obedient and polite..." said He hurriedly turned around and looked through the black bag on the ground, and took out the same black SLR.

Mrs. Jiang: "By the way, kid, I still don't know your name?"

"Ming Yang, tomorrow's Ming, Zhang Yang's Yang."

"Ming Yang, a good name. However, you don't look ostentatious at all." While talking, she snapped two photos of Ming Yang with a single camera, as if she was looking for light and angles.After taking the photo, he showed Jiang Lin the photo, and said in a low voice, "Look at it, is it handsome?"

With a look of disgust on his face, Jiang Lin beat his wife with his arm, and lowered his voice: "Choose a concubine for your son's harem, just catch a child like this, from Paris to country T, the eighth one!"

"What do you know?" Mrs. Jiang was not happy, and handed the DSLR to Ming Yang: "Come on, Ming Yang, help me take two photos with your Uncle Jiang, oh no, take a few more."

Ming Yang went to pick up the SLR, but the hand that had just removed the plaster almost lost his grip and sank.

After Mrs. Jiang finished applying the sunscreen, she glanced at the fair Ming Yang and asked, "Put on some sunscreen? Don't worry, it's colorless and transparent."

"No, thank you, Auntie."

Mrs. Jiang felt that he was embarrassed, so she squeezed a pump to help him paint his face: "The sun is very poisonous, you will get sunburned if you don't paint your skin and tender flesh."

Jiang Lin said abruptly, "I want to paint too."

Mrs. Jiang threw the sunscreen to Jiang Lin, and applied some on Ming Yang's hands, and asked strangely, "Why is the skin on the hands so pale?"

Ming Yang looked down, and said obediently: "I broke my hand when I fell, and the plaster cast was just removed this morning."

"Oh, poor child, it hurts a lot." Mrs. Jiang immediately didn't dare to put on the sunscreen too hard.

……

"Auto focus, click here to shoot." Mrs. Jiang finished teaching Ming Yang, and the three of them walked to the beach ahead.

At 03:30 in the afternoon, the sun was in full bloom, and there were not many people on the beach. There were a few blue and white beach umbrellas scattered here and there, and tourists with bare arms and legs were lying and sitting underneath.

Jiang Lin asked her in a low voice as she walked, "I took hundreds of pictures in the morning, and now you want to take pictures?"

"You really..." Mrs. Jiang gave him a gouged look, and whispered even more: "I want to get to know this kid, how can I thank him if I don't take pictures, how can I invite him to dinner if I don't thank you, how can I get to know people if I don't go to the dinner table!"

Jiang Lin: "What are you going to do?"

Mrs. Jiang smiled: "Take pictures first, and getting to know each other is a matter of course. After a while, I'll ask around and ask if this child likes men."

"Yo," Jiang Lin hurriedly covered her mouth, "Do you want to lose your old face?"

"You say I'm old!" Mrs. Jiang's voice suddenly rose, Ming Yang shook his hand holding the DSLR, and corrected Jiang Lin: "Auntie is not old at all, she is very young, like a sister."

What does it mean to turn the face faster than the book, this is it.Mrs. Jiang, who was about to get angry just now, didn't hold back when she heard the word 'sister', she laughed again, and gave Jiang Lin a sneaky look.

The floral silk scarf changed various shapes under the sea breeze, and Mrs. Jiang couldn't stop taking pictures.Ming Yang didn't feel bored either. It was the first time he found taking pictures so interesting. When he got back, he would ask Mr. Jiang to take him to buy a camera.

Mrs. Jiang didn't expect Ming Yang's photos to be good at first, so she took the camera to look through the photo album. He thought that there were at least a hundred photos in the past hour or so, but unexpectedly there were only twenty or so.It turned out that there are so many fine works, just pick one out with a sense of artistic conception, like making a movie.

"Oh, Ming Yang, your aesthetics are too good!" Mrs. Jiang shifted her gaze from the DSLR to Ming Yang, and asked, "Do you do photography?"

Ming Yang shook his head: "No, I usually like to read photo albums, and I don't have a job yet." He wanted to act earlier, but his brother refused to let him. He will ask when he goes back, whether he will let him take pictures.

"No job? It's good if you don't have a job. Auntie can introduce you to Yicheng in China. Have you heard of it?"

"I heard, I live in Yicheng."

"Coincidentally, what a coincidence!" Mrs. Jiang laughed, took a peek at Jiang Lin and said, "Thank you so much today, let's have lunch together later? Let me tell you, I ate with your Uncle Jiang in the morning That restaurant is very punctual!"

"You're welcome, auntie, but I won't eat if I'm not hungry." Ming Yang said, "I'm very happy to help my uncle and aunt take pictures. If you want to take pictures tomorrow, I'll help you again."

Mrs. Jiang winked at Jiang Lin and asked him to help keep them. Jiang Lin said helplessly, "It's rare to meet Chinese people in a foreign country." Mouth: "It's fate, it proves that we are destined."

"Yes, yes, it's a rare fate, let's have dinner. There is a bonfire party on this beach at night. It's very lively, how about it?"

Ming Yang saw that the two of them were so enthusiastic, it would be impolite to refuse, "Then...then I'll make a phone call first."

"Speak to your family? Yes, you have to."

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Here, Jiang Chongnian did not expect that it would be Wen Renxiu who would compete with him for the land. To avoid a fight at the negotiating table, Wen Renxiu first asked Jiang Chongnian to chat in the cafe.

Wen Renxiu was dressed in a white suit, as if he had just arrived, with a cup of black latte art coffee in front of him, the latte art on it was a bit blurred.After sending Jiang Chongnian the address, he put down his phone, tapped the coffee cup rhythmically between his fingers, and looked in the direction of the door.

Ten minutes later, Jiang Chongnian opened the door and came in.Also wearing a formal suit, black, wearing a black watch, simple and luxurious, half of the gold comes from the person wearing the watch.

"Chongnian, here we come."

Jiang Chongnian nodded and sat down opposite him, and the waiter directly served him a glass of American style.When he was in college, the coffee that Jiang Chongnian drank most often had a mild taste and a bitter aftertaste.

Jiang Chongnian glanced at the coffee and said thank you to the waiter, and got straight to business: "Secretary Wang said, your company offered 1.5 million yuan for the land in Haibin Bay? Xiaoxiu, don't you think this price is a bit high? After analyzing the value, the utilization situation, and The location and location, as well as the land acquisition compensation value are less than 1.5 million."

"It's a guarantee of 1.5 million yuan. I was determined to win it, but Chongnian, if you want it, I won't snatch it from you."

Jiang Chongnian shook his head: "We are talking about work now, and we pay attention to fair competition, just like swimming. We negotiate on the table based on our ability."

Wen Renxiu paused, Jiang Chongnian's words sounded a bit serious, he said: "Chongnian, I plan to give up this piece of land."

Jiang Chongnian glanced at his watch and asked in amazement, "Why?" He traveled all the way to the site for on-the-spot investigation, which cost a lot of manpower and material resources, so why would he just say no.

"Chongnian, I don't want to talk to you about work." Wen Renxiu reached out to hold Jiang Chongnian's hand, "I think we start over."

Jiang Chongnian withdrew his hand, "I never thought that one day I would meet you at the negotiating table. Now that we have met, I hope you will be more serious and discuss private matters later."

"Okay, let's talk about business first." Wen Renxiu withdrew his hand and straightened his suit, "What is your company's budget for this land?"

Jiang Chongnian did not hide it, "9000 million."

Wen Renxiu nodded, "Okay, I understand. Now that the official business is over, let's talk about private matters?"

Jiang Chongnian closed his eyes, his helplessness was written all over his face, it was too nonsense, "I hope you will reconsider the price..."

While talking, the phone rang, Jiang Chongnian glanced, it was Ming Yang.

"Excuse me, I'll answer the phone first."

Wen Renxiu nodded.

Jiang Chongnian didn't avoid the person, and picked it up directly, "Ming Yang, what's the matter?"

Ming Yang sat under the umbrella on the beach, his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and his bare feet were dug a hole and buried in it. He grabbed the sand and sprinkled it on his feet, and said, "Mr. Jiang, I met you at the beach. The uncle and aunt are very enthusiastic, and even helped them take pictures."

Jiang Chongnian said 'hmm', then softened his voice and asked, "Do you want to take pictures too? I don't have work tomorrow, so I can go to the island by boat, and I'll help you take pictures."

"Okay." Ming Yang continued: "Uncle and aunt want to invite me to dinner, so I may not be able to have dinner with Mr. Jiang tonight."

"Will you eat?" Jiang Chongnian frowned and asked, "Did you just meet them?"

"I met two hours ago."

"It's a restaurant by the sea, right?"

Ming Yang was not sure, so he turned to ask Mrs. Jiang, Mrs. Jiang mentioned the name of a nearby restaurant, and Ming Yang said, "It's a restaurant by the sea."

"Okay, when you arrive, send me your location, and I will pick you up after the end."