"I would like to advise Aunt Guihua, if she has nothing to do if she stays in her hometown, let her go back with me to celebrate the New Year. Aunt Hua and Mother Cui have both been there this year to celebrate the New Year. It will be crowded and lively." I sat at Xiao Hutou's house and watched as I sent him off The little tiger-headed Yang Dongxu said as he went out.
Xiao Hutou has a house in Yanjing, and there are more than one house. Except for the Yang Jiayan store that originally belonged to Nalan's family, Ran Feifei sent people to take care of it, and the annual profits went to Xiao Hutou's family.
The rent that Xiao Hutou's mother receives every month is not a small amount, so her life is very comfortable. In addition, Xiao Hutou now has the potential to become a football superstar, which can be regarded as a shining light for the Nalan family.
In this way, Yang Dongxu can be considered as living up to the entrustment given by Mr. Nalan when he was dying.
"It's okay. If my mother likes to live in the countryside, just live in the countryside. There is an agency for renting out the house. Just help with the reconciliation." Xiao Hutou said with a smile.
Now there are only two of them, mother and son. Xiao Hutou naturally wants his mother to live a more comfortable life, and he has no objection to finding a stepfather for him.
Of course, it would be better if his mother didn't always nag about marriage on the phone. Thinking about it, not long after I walked in, my mother just finished greeting Yang Dongxu and started asking about her life events.
Aunt Wang's niece next door, the youngest daughter of Uncle Li's family... Even Yang Dongxu wanted to beg for mercy and leave. As the main target of the attack, it can be seen how speechless he was at this time.
"It's like this before and after the Spring Festival. It will be fine after this period. But I also want to say something for Aunt Guihua, you are not young anymore. I know that you want to play football well now. But playing football and dating are not the same. It's two different things, find someone who likes to watch you play and supports you, so it won't waste your time, right?" Yang Dongxu said with a smile.
Although it is not too late to get married in this life, he was urged to get married not once or twice in the past few years. In addition, he was a bachelor for more than thirty years in his previous life, so he naturally understands the little tiger's mood at this time. At the same time, I also understand how my parents feel when they see other people’s families bustling and bustling during the Chinese New Year, while their own home is deserted.
Therefore, many young people feel that their parents push for marriage because they want to impose their wishes on them. But have you ever thought that not only do you not want to get married, but you are also forcing your parents to accept your wishes.
Marriage seems to be your own business, but in fact it is a family matter. You can't always like it at home. You feel that this is a family. If you don't like it, just want to go out 'independently', right?
When staying in a hotel, you have to register with your ID card. How can it be so casual?
On the twenty-fourth of the twelfth lunar month, Yang Dongxu, who had been busy for so long, could finally go home to celebrate the New Year.
At this time, he got another piece of good news, that is, the decoration of his customized private jet was finally completed, and it was fully delivered after a safety test flight to confirm that there were no hidden dangers.
So the original flight from Yanjing to Feicheng became a flight from Yanjing to Hainan.
Because he has shares in Hainan Airlines, the private jet is anchored under Hainan Airlines. A bunch of formalities required him to sign in person.
Applying for routes, which originally seemed like a very troublesome thing after owning a private jet, has become the simplest thing. After all, it is infinitely more convenient for an airline to apply for a temporary route than for an individual to apply for a route.
"I don't see how busy you are. Why don't you see anyone all year round?" Yu Feihong at Sanwan Airport gave Yang Dongxu a big hug.
Although Yu Feihong's father has been transferred to the central government, he still manages the retail market and Huaxiu in Hainan, as well as some import and export trade businesses.
But compared to a few years ago, when he was running around to help his father get out of the quagmire, he showed up. Yu Feihong has kept a low profile in the past few years. Although he still has the legend of "Hainan's No. 1 Young Master" in the world. But few people see him again.
"You said it as if I saw you?" Yang Dongxu retorted.
"It's unconscionable for you to speak like this. Unless you asked me for help, when have you ever taken the initiative to come to me?" Yu Feihong couldn't help but feel a little resentment in his eyes.
Seeing this, Yang Dongxu felt a chill in his heart, and when he saw the corner of Yang Dongxu's mouth twitching, Yu Feihong seemed to feel that the prank was successful and burst into laughter. This caused some passengers nearby to look sideways, and even the airport security noticed this.
Yang Dongxu glared at him angrily, and the two of them walked towards the exit of the station. Instead, he turned around and was led to the airport management office.
Before reaching the office area behind the airport, a middle-aged man came over with a group of people: "Hello! Mr. Yang, hello! Mr. Yu."
"Hello, Manager Zhang, I'm sorry to trouble you this time." Yang Dongxu reached out and shook hands with the other party.
"No trouble, no trouble, we are just one family and don't talk about two families." The man named Manager Zhang said with a smile on his face.
The airport office staff behind me looked a bit strange. My manager, Zhang, was famously cold-faced at the airport. I don’t know the identity of the two people I met today. The cold-faced manager of the company almost turned into a flower with a smile.
"Come this way, I think Mr. Yang must want to see his plane as soon as possible, so some procedures and documents have been put on the plane. Mr. Yang can just sign it when the time comes, and I will help you with the other procedures." Manager Zhang stretched out his hand and made a false gesture.
The group of people did not go to the office to chat, but went directly downstairs to get into the airport's special passenger car and drove to the tarmac where the private jet was parked.
And other airport staff who originally didn't know who Yang Dongxu and Yu Feihong were, when they heard their manager's words. They couldn't help but look at Yang Dongxu a few more times.
There are really not many people who can afford private jets in China these days, even if they are airport staff. The real private jets I saw were only those wealthy people in Hong Kong.
This is really the first time for domestic people to see real people. After all, let alone it is only 2002, even in the era of the rise of Ma Fengyun and others in later generations. Private jets are still a dream that many rich people don’t dare to dream of, let alone office workers who only have good benefits.
"Isn't it a bit small?" Yu Feihong couldn't help but said while sitting in the passenger car and looking at the private jet listening on the tarmac not far away.
"This is a private plane, not a passenger plane. It's so big that it's not too small." Yang Dongxu couldn't help but say.
Of course, he would not say that when he first entered the French aircraft production factory and saw the gap between the private jet prototype and the passenger jet. His first thought was actually the same as Yu Feihong's - why is this thing so small?
After all, let alone large passenger planes, private jets look too slim even when compared to medium-sized passenger planes. Of course, this little one is just for comparison in appearance with the passenger plane next to it.
When a group of people boarded the private jet, without the contrast of the passenger plane outside, everyone immediately felt that the slim-looking private jet actually had such a large interior space.
"The plane is equipped with two pilots, two flight attendants, and one chef..." Manager Zhang introduced Yang Dongxu while walking.
Kitchen, bedroom, dining room... From the beginning to the end, everyone felt that this was not a private plane, it was simply a private apartment, or that it was a private apartment that could fly and be equipped with a butler and a chef.
"When can I fly?" After looking at the interior, the decoration was similar to what Zhou Ya and I had chosen at the time, and the layout seemed quite comfortable.
"Some procedures require your signature so that I can report it. It can be completed within three days, and you can fly at any time after that." Manager Zhang said quickly.
"Bring the documents that need to be signed." Yang Dongxu nodded.
To be honest, although I looked calm on the outside, I was still a little excited inside. This is like wanting to get a classic Maserati Zonda.
Although I didn’t drive it much after I got it back, I still clearly remember the feeling of satisfaction when I sat in the car for the first time.
With the growth of assets, cars and other things obviously cannot bring her satisfaction, and private jets undoubtedly allow him to experience the feeling of being full of style again.
"Where to fly? Take me to fly too." Yu Feihong sat on the leather seat next to him and touched it with his palm.
He doesn't have the magnanimity of the legendary Young Master Yu at all. Instead, he is as curious as a country bumpkin entering the city. In other words, everything he saw was new. After all, Yu Feihong sat casually in the first-class cabin, but this was really his first time on a private jet.
"It's almost the Chinese New Year, where else can we fly? Of course it's home. Do you want to go back with me to celebrate the Chinese New Year?" The assistant he brought was reviewing the documents and contracts that Manager Zhang had brought out.
It is right to be careful when dealing with huge interests, although Yang Dongxu knew that Manager Zhang did not dare to fool him. But he is afraid of trouble, so he puts himself first as a villain and then as a gentleman. It seems a bit incompetent, but this is the right way to do things.
"You're not going out during the Chinese New Year, are you?" Yu Feihong asked.
"What's wrong?"
"Fly back. The plane is still at the airport. Lend it to me for two days. Don't worry, you don't have to worry about the route and refueling. I will take care of it myself." Yu Feihong said.
Yang Dongxu just rolled his eyes and threw it away. Does he care about the route and fuel cost?
I finally got a big toy that's full of features, but I'm still not satisfied with it. I don't want to let you ruin it, okay?
"If you want to fly, buy one yourself. I have the manufacturer's phone number here and I might be able to give you a discount. You don't need the money." Yang Dongxu said angrily.
"You still don't need these two dollars? Do you think someone as rich as you can buy hundreds of millions of things without blinking an eye?" Yu Feihong looked depressed.
It feels like there is such a huge gap between people. After all, he is a well-rounded yameni. Yang Dongxu does business, and he also does business. Why is it that even if he wants to buy a multi-million dollar car and play around with it, Yang Dongxu can just flip his hand and turn it into a private jet?
"If you don't have money, just talk. I can lend it to you. I won't charge you any interest, just mortgage your Huaxiu shares to me." Yang Dongxu said with a smile.
"What a beautiful idea." Yu Feihong snorted.
But the two of them were obviously joking, and Yu Feihong said so. But after seeing this private jet, he really thought about getting one for himself.
People are like this. If you just think about it, you may forget it after a while. But when the people around me have the ability but don’t have it now, I always want to get one for myself.
