The days of being a writer in a different world

Miss Qing is a tall beauty with the charm of Jiangnan ink and wash. Her temperament is better than her color. She was dressed in an improved Hanfu and gave an opening thank-you speech with a sweet smile.The auction items of each family are quite interesting. Generally speaking, they are not too rare, but they can also reflect the strength and characteristics of the family.The auction was uneventful, the auctioneer complimented it, and several well-connected companies raised their prices a little. Most of them took the things back by themselves, and some gave them as congratulatory gifts.

When it came to Yue's "Song of My Laughter", there was a little episode, the fat uncle Gao raised his cards three times in a row, raising the spirit book to a high price of 370 million.Yue San was furious, and shouted 400 million at the top of his voice, causing a lot of whispers, and Cheng Chen felt that there seemed to be more probing eyes on his face.

Fat Gao gave them a Maitreya-like smile, shook his head, and stopped raising his cards.

Twelve pieces were sold for more than 700 million yuan. Miss Qing's first performance back home was quite honorable.After a brief thank you speech, there was a buffet reception. Yue San and Qing Xiaoqi were about to take their baby to find trouble with Pang Gao, and they personally delivered it to their door.

"Fa Gao, are you trying to tease me today?" Yue San tilted his head, squinting at others.

"Too hostile!" Uncle Fat Gao pushed his big black-rimmed glasses and said with a smile, "I wanted to take a picture of your masterpiece as a gift to congratulate you on your 37th birthday, but you didn't appreciate it. Who is this little brother?"

Yue San hummed and introduced: "Cheng Chen, my family's nephew. Fa Gao, Gao Wendao, the executive president of the famous Gao Group, a promising young man."

"You're angry, aren't you?" The fat carrot-like fingers pointed more and more.

"Believe it or not, I broke your paw?!" Yue San stared coldly at the dog's paw that dared to violate the airspace.

Gao Wendao smiled good-naturedly, withdrew his hand very naturally, patted Cheng Chen's shoulders a few times, looked at his face, and said, "You are very lucky! Kid, you have a future. Don't talk to you." Uncle Yan, a bad breath that won't be washed away in 800 years." He slipped a business card over.

"Get the hell out of here! You'll be on your back!" Yue San cursed with a half-smile, and Gao Wendao shook his head helplessly and walked away.

"Oh! It seems that I have to stay away from you, Fa Gao said that you are full of bad spirits!" Qing Xiaoqi snarled in horror.

Yue San rolled his eyes and educated his eldest nephew: "Hey! Mr. Gao Wendao's Gao family ancestor is a relative of the emperor who established the constitution of this dynasty. Ordinarily, he can't get involved in this circle, but their family People are very good at 'watching words and colors', what they look at is 'looks', and they can barely be regarded as a serious family. Although this guy is annoying, at most, he is just a toad. How far away is the one over there? How far."

After hearing his words, Qing Xiaoqi and Cheng Chen turned their heads away at the same time, Qing Xiaoqi immediately retracted his dog's head, bared his teeth and took a deep breath, not daring to fart.

Although Cheng Chen was a little curious, he didn't dare to look too much. He remembered the appearance of the middle-aged man and put a warning mark on it.

It was an elegant man in a blue gown, with a rather ordinary face, a little bookish, and a dimple on one side when he smiled.Cheng Chen mentioned it in Miss Qing's speech—the president of the Cultural Cooperation Association, Li Qiuzhi.

"The claws of the Wenhehui are also very long. The water meter worker surnamed Jiang who went to your house last time is not the name of the Wenhehui under the name of Guoan." Yue San explained patiently, "In recent years The anthology of essays gathered by various families is managed by the Wenhehui, and if the ambition is wild, the hands will become darker and darker."

He said that he brought his nephew to see the big scene, but Yue Laosan took only three seconds to adjust, and impatiently introduced a few close ones, who were not in the same position, and started to hug the beauties with Qing Xiaoqi and Hu Tianhei played around.

As the night darkened, the buffet party ended. Seeing that a bunch of noisy guys were about to go to various highs, the sound of music became more and more exciting and blurred.Cheng Chen pulled the dazed Yue San, pulled his collar and shouted in his ear: "Uncle Yue, I'm going back!"

"Where are you going back? Back to your mother's womb?" Yue Lao San tilted his head and laughed, wanting to wave his hand softly.

Qing Xiaoqi giggled and laughed unconsciously, flowers almost bloomed on the horse's face.

"Borrow the car, I'll go first." Cheng Chen endured the smell of the alcoholic on his face, and took out the car keys from Yueyan's trousers pocket.As for this uncle, whether he sleeps here or spends the night in the open air, he will not accompany him.

After saying hello to the manager of Banshanju and asking someone to take care of him, Cheng Chen drove away in Yuesan's car.The road is easy to identify, and in the middle of the night, there should be no unreasonable police uncle setting up an ambush in front of this kind of wealthy private club, and the underage primary school student without a driver's license drove back to Longbaiyuan in fear.

Gently unlocked and pushed the door, unexpectedly, a faint yellow night light lit up in the corridor.

despair!With a soft bang, the lights in the hall were switched on.

"Underage can't drink and stay up late!" Lin Xuedi folded his arms, smiled and shook his head, quite disapproving.

"You didn't go back? Thank you, good brother." Cheng Chen hugged Junior Lin and gave him a bear hug.

Lin Liangyu took a deep look at him and said, "You never have to say thank you to me."

"Hey, don't you want to be so nasty?" Cheng Chen bared his teeth, walked into the guest bedroom, and lightly pulled up the quilt for Xiao Juan who was curled up on the bed, "Did Xiao Juan bother you?"

"The child is very good. She didn't even cry. She held back her tears and waited for you. She just fell asleep." Lin Liangyu wiped his wet little face lightly, then turned his head and said in a low voice, "If you can't do it, don't agree. , haven’t you heard that breaking your promise will make you fat?”

"It's my fault, I'm guilty." Cheng Chen deeply understood the mistake, and confessed with a good attitude, "I have to thank you if you don't let me. If it weren't for you, I really don't know what to do."

"It's so late, I smell like alcohol and cigarettes, I heard that someone drove a luxury car to pick you up, is there any trouble?" Lin Liangyu hesitated, asked, and hurriedly explained, "I didn't want to pry into your private affairs, but some Worry, if you can't say it, it's okay..."

"I understand. It's no big deal. An incomprehensible elder dragged me to a gathering of the second generation of a wealthy family. I don't like that kind of occasion, so I hurried back. If he didn't drag me into the car, I wouldn't I will trouble you to take care of Xiao Juan." Cheng Chen is very grateful for Xiao Linzi's concern, if he can't tell the difference between sincere care and gossip and spying, he will live two lifetimes in vain.

"That's good." Lin Liangyu looked at Cheng Chen's immature face like his, and sighed softly in his heart, just hoping to be a little help.

"Rest early, good night."

"Good night."

From this day on, Yue San, who was wandering around Lizhou with nothing to do, seemed to have a little interest in his eldest nephew for some reason, and occasionally went to have a meal with him, or watched him being crushed by Yue Gengchen Happy for a long time——Yue San thinks that young people should learn some martial arts, and Yue Gengchen is his exclusive martial follower.Cheng Chen agreed without hesitation, and a tragedy was unfolding.

Having said that, after being stretched and strengthened by Yue Gengchen and SM, Cheng Chen's small physique has grown a lot almost visible to the naked eye, and the muscles all over his body have also slightly gained shape.With a height of 173, he is no longer the overlord among elementary school students, and can barely compete with ordinary youths.

When Alang comes back, hehe, Shibie will look at him with admiration after three days.

"Eat more to be able to bear the beating, hehehe!" Yue San happily looked at his elder nephew's trembling hands holding the chopsticks, and ordered a bunch of meat, saying that he could eat whatever he wanted, and eat meat to bear the beating.

Cheng Chen rolled his eyes, picked up shredded pork with Beijing sauce and put it in his mouth along with the rice.

Yue San, a disrespectful guy, has a violent temper, and throws his face at the slightest disagreement, but Cheng Chen has nothing to excuse him, and he can be strong without desire, which makes his temper come and go in a hurry.

It's easy to talk, and the third son of Yue is very particular. He gives advice, teaches this and that, and can get along with little kids.Although he didn't have any special spiritual endowment, but he came from a wealthy family, so he still had some background. After a few contacts, Cheng Chen also had a vague understanding of the sphere of influence of the hidden family in Huaguo.

For these aristocratic families, the secular industry and economic methods are just the branches exposed on the ground. It is good to have strong branches and many branches, but the most fundamental thing is the foundation - rooted in the " the foundation upon the spirit.No matter how lush the branches and leaves are, if the roots are not deep and the foundation is not firm, a small gust of wind and rain will blow away.

The reason why an aristocratic family can be called an aristocratic family is not only the long inheritance, but the "inheritance" itself is the key.The replacement of dynasties is just one cycle after another, but the inheritance of the family is secretly and tenaciously flowing down the long river of time. There may be prosperity and decline, but as long as it can be passed down to this day, there is no weak one.

For example, the inheritance of the Yue family's blood, such as the spiritual endowment of the Gao family's prestige, such as the strength of the women of the Qing family...

The roots are buried in the ground, and the roots must be deep if they want to be leafy. Resources are always limited. If you seize territory and intertwined roots, it is inevitable that you will find me in you, and you will find you in me.

"If you don't encounter intertwined roots, why don't you use a sharp weapon?" Yue San pulled out a sentence, showing a cruel smile, "Not sharp enough, not hard enough, you won't choose, naturally you will be discarded, just like your third uncle and me, oh ! There is also the 15-year-old you who failed to enlighten your spirit."

Cheng Chen's hand holding the chopsticks froze for a moment, and then he began to eat slowly.

Yue San likes to play and make trouble, and he doesn't have much in common with the former technical geek. If he didn't want to know more about Yue Xue and the Shannan Yue clan, and prepare for some kind of sacrificial ceremony, he would really be too lazy to talk to this Dealing with the dude.

The way of "eating" is what resonates most with them.

Yuesan loves to eat, knows how to eat, and the rare thing is that he doesn't pretend, and eats whatever he wants. He does such insane things as grilling Tomahawk steak while drinking baijiu in a western restaurant without any pressure.Cheng Chen had a great time eating with him, especially since both of them were carnivores, and Yue San could always find unusually delicious and out-of-the-way private dishes. In this regard, Cheng Chen was quite convinced of this cheap uncle.

For example, the Wangdutou private dish I found today, the ordinary pork and beef, made a very unusual taste, especially the shredded pork, which was so delicious that it almost melted down the throat when it was contained in the mouth.

A trace of icy coldness seemed to follow the little shreds of meat, turning into a line of ice, from the mouth to the heart, icy to the bone.

The familiar chill came slowly, not as intense as it was in the Yinling Cave of Chakan Village, but it was like strands of yarn made of ice, slowly entangled him from head to toe, forming a knot. Silk into a cocoon.

Boom!With a sound, Cheng Chen heard the sound of his head being hit on the plate, and a thought flashed through him in a blur: "What the hell, you've been tricked again. Ah Lang, Ah Lang isn't here..."

There seemed to be Yue San's furious shouts in his ears, and someone hugged him.

A darkness engulfed in.