The reborn I want to lay down a big country

Chapter 626 Liang Xin!

"Holy shit! Buffett???"

"Mr. Liang is awesome!"

"A legendary figure..."

The first thing Liang Xin did after returning to the hotel and settling down temporarily was to immediately post a photo of himself and Buffett having lunch on WeChat. It is 29 o'clock in the morning on New Year's Eve in China. People who are still surfing the Internet at this time are either Internet nerds who stay up all night, Internet worms who are addicted to the Internet and get up early to turn on their computers, and a very small number of guys with abnormal schedules.

But despite this, Liang Xin's tweet quickly aroused reactions on the Internet.

"Did you go to England to eat this meal? Buffett is in England?"

The boss of Chaoyang.com, who got up to work at 03:30 this morning, was finishing a cup of coffee at this time. He planned to get off work first, go back to bed and sleep for a few hours. Then he would get up at noon and go to the sea on a yacht with a group of girls. ——Coming to the island to spend the winter in the middle of winter, this is how you should live. But when he suddenly saw Liang Xin's movements, Mr. Yang suddenly felt no longer sleepy.

He typed on the keyboard and asked his own question, not forgetting to joke behind him, "You are getting more and more courageous. Why is An An the one who goes out with you instead of Lingling? Are you so upright?"

Less than half a minute later, because of his status as a big boss, I received a reply from Liang Xin: "I was invited by an old gentleman to go on a temporary business trip to England. I happened to meet Mr. Buffett there, so I had a casual meal." This guy pretended to be sleek, cool and invisible, so he was extremely lethal. As for why he was with An An, Liang Xin certainly didn't reply a word.

There are some things that can't be said but can be done.

What I said is to give people an excuse.

After finishing this reply, Liang Xin turned off the computer and asked Guo Qin to go have a meal. He called Roger and asked him to wait for a response from the Beithard Group at any time - Liang Xin's meal , although the meal was in a very harmonious atmosphere, in fact, the Bechard Group did not give any practical answers.

Hansenberger neither said that he would close down Langzhan, nor did he say that he would immediately cooperate with Liang Xin on the graphene project.

From the beginning to the end, he only superficially acknowledged his appreciation for Liang Xin and his intention to make Liang Xin the "coordinator" between Bechard Group and China.

But the problem is that intentions are just intentions, not real money, and cannot be used as food. Liang Xin has been under pressure in the past few months, and now he urgently needs a clear support attitude from the Bechard Group - either as a back-up or as compensation. All in all, even if this request is a bit wishful, Liang Xin still believes that Hansenberger will comply.

After all, behind him are Shen Ruilong, Guo Yaohui, the local interests of W City represented by Dongfeng Investment Group, and his public opinion strength that "can influence domestic justice" and even "influence decision-making."

Looking at the whole of China, Liang Xin is the only person who has such strength and is willing to proactively and comprehensively cooperate with Beichard. In addition, there may be a substitute, but Yang is already too old, and his routines are too dependent on the general environment. In terms of his ability to make money, he is obviously far less outstanding and evil than Liang Xin.

And Beichard Group's entry into the Chinese market is all about money, but in the final analysis, isn't it just for money? !

"You call Sir Berg again and tell him that our Chinese New Year is coming in 36 hours. My time in England is limited and I can't go home empty-handed." Liang Xin held the phone and said seriously. After ordering Roger, he suddenly let out another "hiss~~~". He lowered his head and glanced at An An, who raised her head and smiled charmingly at Liang Xin.

Liang Xin held her head down, opened her legs wider, and said quickly: "I'll take a nap first, I'm too sleepy... If Sir Berg has anything to say, I'll tell Mr. Guo right away." He hung up the phone. , pulled up An An, kicked his pants aside, and threw himself on the bed.

For the next day, Liang Xin and An An hardly went out.

The room is filled with the biochemical smell of love.

The dog man and woman tried all the possible positions, regardless of the palace lady who was far away in their hometown, and worked hard to take care of the two children alone, crying alone in the bed at night.

During this process, the news that Liang Xin and An An met Buffett privately spread increasingly hotly on the Internet.

Many financial bloggers wrote articles specifically analyzing the purpose of Liang Xin's trip to see Buffett.

The entertainment industry was also not quiet, and everyone wished Mr. Liang a happy wedding. Several of the brands An An endorsed did not want to accuse her of knowing the truth at all, but instead took the opportunity to launch a wave of advertisements.

In the past two years, the scandal between Liang Xin and An An has been spreading in the public opinion environment. Even ordinary netizens, no one thinks there is anything wrong with Liang Xin and An An being together. Many people even think that , they should have done it long ago.

"Finally, these two..."

A world in which only Jiang Lingling's family was injured appeared in such a deformed way.

On the morning of New Year's Eve, at around 7 a.m. BJ time, Jiang Lingling finally couldn't help herself and called Liang Xin.

Liang Xin was finishing his battle with An An and was lying on the bed smoking a cigarette.

Suddenly I heard the phone ringing, and I thought it was Hansenberg's response. But I picked it up excitedly and took a look, and the second brother suddenly shivered. He answered the phone guiltily, opened his mouth and said: "Lingling..."

On the other end of the phone, there was only the sound of Jiang Lingling sobbing.

Liang Xin listened to her crying quietly, without the shame to persuade her.

After a long time, when Jiang Lingling's crying stopped a little, he said, "I'll go back right away."

"Well..." Jiang Lingling choked, "My dad is here too."

"Well, I'll probably be there at about five o'clock in the afternoon." Liang Xin lifted the quilt and stood up.

An An hugged him from behind, her graceful body pressed against his back, silent.

Liang Xin turned around to look at such a beautiful woman, thought for a moment, and gritted his teeth: "Fuck!"

Turning over again, with An An's sweet laughter, she pressed her on the bed...

About two hours later, Liang Xin, who finally failed to receive a single word from Hansenberg, could only end this short journey that could not be called a failure but not a success and hurriedly returned to the country.

On the plane, Liang Xin turned off his mobile phone and took a long sleep.

After a long flight of just over ten hours, at 7 minutes to 2 o'clock BJ time, Liang Xin finally took Jiang Lingling, who had been waiting for him at the door of the CCTV building, and picked up the eldest and second child of the family, in time for the 7:15 requested by CCTV. Entered the Spring Festival Gala building before minutes.

On the road outside the building, An An was sitting in the car, looking at the back of Liang Xin running away with Jiang Lingling, pouting, filled with small grievances.

"Don't look at it, do you still want to come back?" Lan Qiuyan was extremely speechless, "We're all going to elope, right? Now the whole world knows about it, are you satisfied? The father of the first wife has even come over, I'll follow you Dad, I don’t know where to put my face now.”

"Oh, stop talking, he's already his..." An An fell into her mother's arms and whispered, "What if others find out? Sooner or later, others will know. My belly is so big..." "Tsk!" Lan Qiuyan said with itchy teeth, "Then you will be a mistress for the rest of your life?"

"Then what can I do? How about I change my name to Grandma Liang from now on..."

Lan Qiuyan was heartbroken and said: "No matter what else, it's okay to have a child first. If we find an opportunity in the future, let him divorce Lingling."

"Alas..." An An said quietly, "I don't think so, my brother always likes sister Lingling..."

"What about you and him? He doesn't like you?"

"I like it too, but it feels more like a wife is worse than a concubine, and a concubine is worse than a thief. Wow, it's so exciting..."

When Lan Qiuyan heard this, her eyes almost rolled to the sky.

On the other side, Liang Xin and Jiang Lingling each held Liang Guanjia and Liang Guanming in their arms, entered the studio under the meaningful looks of many guests, and sat down slightly in the back row. The two of them had a tacit understanding not to mention An'an's affairs. After sitting down, they acted like an ordinary young couple. They were not overly intimate in public places, but they were not alienated at all.

Jiang Lingling was close to Liang Xin. She had been put on by a professional stylist, and there was no trace of sadness or resentment on her face. Even under the CCTV face-off camera tonight, her appearance was still quite impressive.

For more than four hours, Jiang Lingling went out in the middle and asked the nanny who came along to help deal with Liang Laoer's urine problem. The two of them never separated at all, but they didn't say anything.

It wasn't until after twelve o'clock, when the new year arrived, and Teacher Gu Yi sang "Unforgettable Tonight" that Liang Xin and Jiang Lingling came out of the elevator with their children in their arms and walked outside the CCTV building. Liang Xin asked first: "Go back directly Rest, or go see your dad first?"

Jiang Lingling turned her head at this time and handed the child who was almost asleep in her arms to the nanny. Her eyes became sad. She stared at Liang Xin and asked in a low voice: "What do you want? Take her out. You didn’t even say a word to me.”

"I didn't know she would come there." Liang Xin said, "I didn't want to take her there at first."

"She has passed anyway."

"My fault."

"Did you...sleep together yesterday?"

Liang Xin was silent for a moment, nodded and admitted: "Well..."

Jiang Lingling's eyes turned slightly red and she asked for the first time: "Then what should we do?"

Liang Xin handed the eldest daughter over to the nanny and took her hand, "You are my wife. She has received the certificate and is being married by a matchmaker."

Jiang Lingling raised her fist and punched Liang Xin.

In the middle of winter, there is snow all over the sky.

The two nannies, a group of bodyguards, the secretary Guo Qin, and the passers-by watching the theater, watched these two people perform a late-night sad romance drama on the side of the road, "The Domineering President Finds His Mistress".

Unfortunately, after about ten minutes of acting, Liang Xin pulled Jiang Lingling into the car, and everyone could not see the follow-up. The follow-up was that when they returned to the hotel, the two of them turned the bitter drama into a [-]-ban drama...

That night, Jiang Lingling tortured Liang Xin repeatedly as if she was seeking revenge. Liang Xin was tired from traveling, stayed up late, and had been sucked dry by An An once the day before. When she got up the next morning, her legs were all soft.

But physical fatigue is secondary.

The key was that early the next morning, Jiang Qingquan had not yet tortured him mentally.

"Xiao Liang, you are also a father now. Imagine if you and Lingling have a girl again in the future. If you think about it from the perspective of a father, what if your daughter also marries someone? ...Your son-in-law is also unfaithful to marriage like you..."

"Dad, An An and I are innocent. We were just on a business trip together..."

"Xiao Liang, it's easy to lie to gods and ghosts, but it's difficult to lie to one's own conscience. Do you have a conscience? Tell me?"

"I..." Liang Xin looked at Jiang Qingquan and was speechless for a moment, speechless.

Weng and son-in-law were confronting each other. Suddenly, Guo Qin rushed in from outside with excitement on his face.

"Mr. Liang! You're on the cover! You're on the cover!!"

"What cover?" Liang Xin's face was confused.

I saw Guo Qin taking out a copy of Amrik's latest issue of Time magazine.

On the cover of the weekly magazine, Liang Xin's photo was printed.

Under the photo, there is a large line of English printed -

"China-Liang Xin!"

Translated, I don’t know whether it should be called “China Liang Xin” or “Chinese Conscience.”

Liang Xin took the weekly magazine from Guo Qin.

He looked at the cover and then at Jiang Qingquan.

The corners of his mouth turned up uncontrollably.

"Dad, look at this..."

Jiang Qingquan, who had always been gentle, suddenly lost control.

He grabbed the journal in Liang Xin's hand, slammed it on the table, and said angrily, "Bastard!"

(End of this chapter)