Good luck in the city

Chapter 263 Invitation letter! (third change)
After the live broadcast, Yang Fei left the Venetian Hotel directly.

It was already ten o'clock in the evening, Yang Fei hailed a taxi by himself and went to Xiangjiang to have a private meeting with Zhao Yaxin.

Two hours later, Yang Fei came to the Banshan Villa in Kowloon District, Xiangjiang.

This villa is Yang Fei's private property, let's put it this way.

So far, he has purchased villas in more than ten cities including Pengcheng, Xingcheng, Yangcheng, Jingcheng, Modu, and Qiantang.

As for the villa in Xiangjiang, he bought it from a rich man in Australia and spent nearly 5 million Hong Kong dollars.

As soon as he entered the living room, Yang Fei heard footsteps coming from the second floor.

Then he saw Zhao Yaxin, and Yang Fei couldn't take his eyes off this adorable little baby in front of him!
There is no doubt about Zhao Yaxin's beauty, today she is as beautiful as a fairy.

The fresh and refined nightgown, the big watery eyes, the long hair in the shawl, and the white jade feet all made Yang Fei feel unbearable.

Yang Fei is very familiar with Zhao Yaxin and should have considerable immunity.

But every time they parted and reunited, they were still dazed.

Zhao Yaxin was very satisfied with Yang Fei's obsessed eyes, and said coquettishly, "Husband!"

This sound cost Yang Fei half his life.

In the morning, the sky is slightly bright.

Outside the window, you can occasionally hear the cheerful chirping of orioles.

Yang Fei woke up, holding Yaxin's beautiful body in his arms.

At this time, Zhao Yaxin turned over in the bed.

An arm like a jade lotus root wrapped around his neck, the baby exhaled like blue, and bursts of faint fragrance went straight into his nostrils.

Yang Fei sat up, turned on the light, and stopped Zhao Yaxin with both hands.

Suddenly she seemed to think of something, and exclaimed, "Oh, what time is it now, don't you want to broadcast live at ten o'clock?"

Her words reminded Yang Fei.

It was time to go back to Macau, so he got up.

Gathered for one night, and bid farewell.

In March, the climate in Macau is as warm as spring, and everything is recovering in the city that has been asleep for the whole winter.

On March 3st, the second day of the live broadcast of "The Life of the Local Tyrant".

"It's amazing!"

On the balcony of the Presidential Suite of the Venice Hotel, Hai Tao sighed while lying on the lever of the balcony overlooking the whole of Macau.

Behind him, Teacher He was lying on a chair, fanning gently with a folding fan in his hand, feeling very comfortable.

There are also two chairs, namely Liu Yan and Yang Fei.

"It's so comfortable!" Liu Yan stretched her waist, lying on her back, squinting comfortably, enjoying the fresh morning air.

As for Yang Fei, he is making tea.

I saw him lightly grabbing a handful of tea leaves and putting them evenly into four teacups. The technique was very skillful, and then he picked up the kettle and poured water into the teacups.

A camera gives him a close-up.

"Wow! From this angle, the eldest young master is so handsome~"

"You're so handsome, the obsessed girl is already addicted to the young master's beauty, and can't extricate herself!"

"It looks like a master of tea ceremony."

"Xiao Fei looks so handsome making tea..."

In the camera, the tea leaves are wrinkled into a ball, soaked in hot water and stretched out, and the boiled water in the cup gradually turns light green.

The aroma of tea seemed to float into the studio.

"smell good!"

Liu Yan smelled the fragrance and immediately opened her eyes.

"Liu Yan, Teacher He, Haitao, try the tea I made."

"Fantastic tea."

Teacher He took the tea from Yang Fei, put it on his nose and smelled it, and the fragrance was refreshing, "Good tea, good tea."

Teacher He then took a sip.

The tea flows through the throat, and the taste is exuded in the mouth. There is a delicate fragrance in the light, sweet in the bitter, and mellow in the astringent. It gives people a flat and peaceful feeling, which lasts for a long time. It is really a good tea!

"The tea is good, the kung fu of making tea is superb!" Mr. He gave a thumbs up.

Yang Fei chuckled and added it to Mr. He.

"What kind of tea is this? It smells so good?" Haitao asked.

"This is the best Maojian I brought from home." Yang Fei said.

"Drink well, I want more."

Seeing that the tea in Liu Yan's cup had run out, she shouted to drink more.

Yang Fei smiled slightly, and refilled another cup for her.

"Thank you, brother, the tea you make is really delicious." Liu Yan praised sincerely.

"Yes, young master, you and Mr. He both know how to make tea." Haitao echoed.

"Wow, it smells so good, why is it so fragrant!"

At this time, Nana, Wu Xin and Wei Jia came out.

"Nana, I'm waiting for your tea." Yang Fei called.

"Come and taste it, brother's tea is delicious."

"Hey, there is tea to drink, I said it is so fragrant."

While Nana was speaking, she quickened her pace and walked over.

And Chen Liu, this guy was the last one to come out, and he was still yawning.

When he arrived at the coffee table, he picked up a cup of tea without saying a word and took a sip. The top-quality Maojian worth tens of thousands of yuan a catty made him drink it as plain water.

Needless to say this guy must have been out fooling around last night.

"director."

Nana yelled at a man in a Chinese tunic suit, and the director Wang Qinan came.

"I'm not the director. I'm the housekeeper of the Yang family. You call me the housekeeper, the young master. Distinguished guests, this is your invitation letter." Wang Qinan said with a smile.

While speaking, he sent several bright red invitation letters to everyone.

"Charity Gambling King Competition?" Teacher He put down the teacup in his hand and looked at the invitation letter in his hand, and asked in surprise.

"What?" Haitao asked in confusion after receiving the invitation letter.

"No way, big brother, is this inviting us to gamble?" Liu Yan held the invitation card and looked at Yang Fei beside him suspiciously.

"probably."

Yang Fei's gaze was on the invitation card, which read:

"Dear Mr. Yang Fei:

We sincerely invite you to come and participate in the "No.20 Gambling King Contest", which will be held on the Royal Caribbean Cruise at 3 am on March 1st!

I earnestly hope that you can come to participate in the competition then, best regards!
——He Hongle, Chairman of Macau Gaming Association
—March 3”

Frankly speaking, Yang Fei has never heard of this charity gambling king contest.

He turned his gaze to Chen Liu, he thought Chen Liu should be clear, "Second brother, you should know, right?"

"I know this." Chen Liu said: "I have participated in a charity gambling king competition before. It is held every year. This year is the No. 20th. It was initiated by the Macau gambling king. Celebrities participate in a special "Gambling King" contest."

At this time, Butler Wang added: "All the funds from this competition will be used for charity activities such as education, medical care, and pensions. So far, the Gambling King Competition has raised more than 50 billion yuan."

It turned out to be the case.

Everyone understands.

"Master, do you want to go to this invitation?" Steward Wang asked.

"Go, it's so fun, and you can support good deeds, of course you will go."

After finishing speaking, Yang Fei asked Teacher He: "Mr. He, do you want to go together?"

"Yes." Teacher He nodded.

Since he nodded, it means that the Kaixin family will all go.

"Then hurry up, go back to your room and change your clothes, and leave later."

As soon as Yang Fei finished speaking, everyone went back to the house to change their clothes.

(End of this chapter)