I listened to your advice and finally became a male god.

Chapter 141 Taking my little cousin to meet people

Leman's home.

Le Yue stared at the two people returning with her eyes widened.

"Sister, and brother Zhang Yang?"

"Le Yue, go and pour Zhang Yang a glass of water." Le Man's cheeks were slightly red and he asked his sister to pour the water, "Zhang Yang, you... sit down for a while."

Le Yue woke up from her dream and quickly went to pour water, then came over and pulled Zhang Yang to sit down.

"Brother Zhang Yang, sit down."

Zhang Yang sat for a while and clearly felt that the little girl Le Yue's eyes kept turning on the two of them.

It didn't matter to him, but Leman was the same age after all, and had been married, and she looked as shy as a little girl at the moment.

"Well, Le Yue, you stay with your sister. I have something else to do, so I'll leave first." Zhang Yang drank some water and stood up.

Le Yue woke up from a dream, her eyes flashed with exploration and curiosity, and she stood up, "Brother Zhang Yang, I'll see you off."

After a while, Zhang Yang was sent out, and Le Yue returned to Le Man.

A pair of eyes, constantly looking at her sister.

"Sister, tell me honestly, where did you and brother Zhang Yang go last night? It's impossible to watch the stars all night, tell me honestly...otherwise, I will tell my parents."

"Le Yue, you are so brave, you still dare to threaten me?" Le Man snorted, her pretty face immediately pretending to be serious. "Hel your sister up."

She stretched out her hand, her expression deliberately tense, but the blush on her cheeks betrayed her in the end.

When Le Yue witnessed this scene, an incredible idea suddenly came to her mind.

Are you handing your sister over now?

"Sister, you and Brother Zhang Yang... you just met for the first time." She stammered.

Her understanding was still in the process of meeting, acquaintance, and acquaintance between two people, and then becoming familiar with each other step by step, holding hands, kissing, and so on.

Is this... such a rush?
"We are all adults, why are we so particular?" Leman looked at his sister's stunned look and couldn't help but reach out and pinch her pink cheeks. "Isn't your brother Zhang Yang good?"

Finally getting a sideways recognition from her sister, Le Yue felt a little dizzy.

"Okay...of course." She replied subconsciously.

If such a handsome guy really became his brother-in-law, she would definitely laugh out loud in her dreams.

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If Zhang Yang becomes her brother-in-law, wouldn't Leman be Song Yumeng's sister-in-law? She and Song Yumeng are classmates, so what's the point?

For a moment, her thoughts were racing and she murmured something.

"Zhang Yang, my brother-in-law?"

"What nonsense." Le Man spat and gave Le Yue a slight push.

Le Yue came to her senses in a daze and saw her sister's unkind expression, and she was suddenly a little confused.

"What did I say wrong again?"

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Downstairs in the apartment, Zhang Yang didn't see Lin Zichuan, and he didn't know if he went back frustrated.

"It's okay to give up." He smiled and went straight to his Cullinan.

I don’t want any bloody plots like marriage first, love later, boss falling in love with me, etc. His appearance as Zhang Yang made this kind of bloody plots impossible to hide.

What boss?Pulling, pulling and grinding.

Wouldn't the consequence be that he steals your love with a sword?

He drove the car, intending to go back to COFCO Seaview No. [-] first to, um... do a little tidying up.

Because he cares so much about privacy and privacy, sometimes he would rather hire an hourly aunt to clean the house than have a live-in aunt at home, which is not comfortable at all.

On the way back, he suddenly felt keenly that there seemed to be the same car behind him.

Looking in the rearview mirror, I saw a dark Maybach following me from a distance, with a rather persistent attitude.

Zhang Yang took a look, shook his head and smiled.

"Follow if you want to."

He knew that some people were still a little reluctant to give up and wanted to see his roots.

Actually, what’s there to see?
If he can appear in front of him in a Cullinan, how much worse can his net worth be?He can make Le Man fall into his arms without hesitation. Apart from various objective factors, his financial resources are definitely a plus.

To get into trouble is to make things difficult for yourself.

Zhang Yang drove the car straight back to COFCO Seaview No. [-] and drove in slowly.

Outside the community, on the roadside:

The Maybach stopped slowly.

Lin Zichuan got out of the car, looked up at this prestigious river-view mansion on the Huangpu River, and his expression suddenly changed.

Finally, the clenched fists relaxed.

I can't hold the sand, and it seems that this is the only way to end.

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Back at his home in COFCO Seaview No. [-], Zhang Yang looked around.

Sheets, wool blankets, and wastebaskets...

Finally, Zhang Yang felt relaxed and stood on the balcony blowing the river breeze, smoking a cigarette and relaxing his mind.

In fact, his current wealth can be regarded as extensive.

With a daily income of 15 yuan, [-] million yuan in cash, and two industries that bring him tens of millions of income a year, including luxury houses and luxury cars, all of the above are enough to allow him to do whatever he wants, and live as coolly as a god. Day.

Let him go somewhere and answer some questions now, such as what the daily life of rich people is like.

He can also pull out thousands of words effortlessly, which is enough to make people mesmerized. After all, they are all his real experiences.

"Even if we stop here, it's enough." Zhang Yang leaned on the balcony and muttered to himself.

He also admitted that the reason why he thinks this way is because his mentality is that of ordinary people. From his perspective, what he has now is beyond the reach of ordinary people and can only look up to him.

The so-called contented person is always happy, but what about going further?Belong to the circle of rich people?In fact, he really didn't think much about it.

After all, there are three levels of rich people. If he really enters the circle of rich people, what he has now will actually be nothing.

Does he own a supercar?No.

He does have a mansion, but it can't be compared to others who have properties all over the country.

Luxury?Not to mention anything else, he actually doesn't have many sets of high-end suits, and his only watch is a 200 million Audemars Piguet, and above that, a tens of millions-level watch, does he have one?No.

Be more arrogant and think further. Does he have any private jets or yachts?

"Hey, I almost fell flat." Zhang Yang woke up.

If there is really no possibility of going further in this life, then it would be good to stop here and just make chicken heads.

But the key point is that he clearly has the possibility to go further, so why can't he just go up?Even if you can't make a phoenix head, it would be nice to make a phoenix body.

With this thought in his mind, Zhang Yang's feeling of swelling immediately disappeared.

In the afternoon, Zhang Yang took his little cousin out for a nice shopping trip alone. He walked around the city, and with a wave of his hand, he gave his little cousin the bag she had longed for.In Zhang Yang's eyes, it is naturally not an expensive bag.

For him, the Louis Vuitton Carryall, which costs just over [-] yuan, is not just a gift to him.

But it's different for my little cousin. As a student, she relies on her family's living expenses. How can she have money to buy luxury bags?I usually only watch it.

"Brother, I love you so much. I originally thought that I would have to get my first luxury bag after working. I never dreamed that... I can actually have it today." Song Yumeng hugged the bag. , extremely excited.

"As long as you like it, don't tell your parents that I gave it to you when you go back. As for where it came from, you can make it up yourself." Zhang Yang said with a smile.

"I understand, I won't tell my parents." Song Yumeng raised her fair chin and made a gesture.

The brother and sister were walking around, Song Yumeng was in a good mood, holding her brother's arm.

"Brother, to be honest, what do you think of Le Yue's sister?" Song Yumeng walked and looked at Zhang Yang and asked.

"You are really my good sister, introducing the divorced to your brother." Zhang Yang was half-joking, without any other meaning.

"Brother, do you know everything?" Song Yumeng was a little embarrassed, "But, I heard that Sister Leyue and her ex-husband were a couple under a contract. They were basically separated. And then, they divorced. What about tens of millions? Are you not tempted?"

"Well, it's not bad." Zhang Yang said casually and laughed.

To say this, he still doesn't know, that is, he is just pretending not to know in front of his little cousin.

"If you are tempted, just hold on tight. I think Sister Leyue is very fond of you." Song Yumeng said a little persistently.

"Don't worry so much." Zhang Yang smiled and picked up his phone from time to time to chat with Bei Wei.

"Brother, who are you chatting with?" Song Yumeng came up curiously.

"Hey..." Zhang Yang moved his phone away.

How can such private things as chat information be shown to others casually?Neither can my little cousin.

"Stingy guy." Song Yumeng wrinkled her nose.

"Where was the brother who was the best in the world just now? Now he's a stingy guy?" Zhang Yang rubbed his little cousin's hair in a funny way.

While the brother and sister were laughing and joking, Bei Wei's message came again.

Zhang Yang picked up his phone and looked at it.

"I'm at home today. It seems you haven't been here since I came to stay. Can I cook for you tonight?" Beiwei sent a series of expectant expressions.

Zhang Yang put down his cell phone and looked at his little cousin who kept looking secretly at him.

"Take you somewhere tonight."

"Ah?" Song Yumeng was stunned, with a curious look in her eyes, "Where?"

Zhang Yang smiled and said nothing, lowered his head and replied to Bei Wei.

"Okay, but I have to bring a little follower over."

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In the evening, inside the Cuihu world.

Song Yumeng was carrying a carefully prepared small gift with a slightly uneasy expression.

"I don't know if my sister-in-law likes the gift I prepared. By the way, my sister-in-law lives here? I checked and found that the house here is very expensive, costing tens of millions!"

"Right." Zhang Yang smiled.

He bought the house, how could he not know?But seeing his little cousin's startled look, he decided not to tell her the situation, lest he go back and tell her.

Of course, if you accidentally find out later.

Then we have to see how deep the brother-sister relationship between him and his little cousin is.

"What kind of person is my sister-in-law?" Song Yumeng couldn't restrain her curiosity and asked.

"Just call me Sister Beiwei. Sister-in-law... you called me a little early." Zhang Yang thought for a moment and said, "Or just call me Sister. It saves trouble."

"How can that be done?" Song Yumeng muttered.

A moment later, at the door of Beiwei's house.

Zhang Yang knocked on the door and looked at his little cousin beside him.

Song Yumeng carried the things and took a deep breath. I really don't know what she was nervous about.
"Relax, just treat it as your own home." Zhang Yang said with a smile.

"Think of it as your own home? Are you so secluded from outsiders?" The little cousin's eyes widened.

Just as he was talking, the door opened.

"Welcome." Beiwei was wearing an apron and her pretty face was full of smiles. "Please come in quickly."

Inside the house, the lights were brightly lit and the range hood in the kitchen was on.

Song Yumeng was dumbfounded as Beiwei enthusiastically pulled her in.

She stared blankly at the girl in front of her who had super white skin, was very sweet, and looked very small. She had been prepared to use the word sister-in-law, but she couldn't say it.

"Sister...Hello, sister."

"Hey, hello, sit down, sit down, by the way, why did you bring something here? It costs a lot of money." Beiwei smiled and pulled Song Yumeng to sit down, and then took fruits and snacks.

The enthusiasm was so hot that it was so hot.

Facing such enthusiastic Bei Wei, Song Yumeng felt a little embarrassed.

She sat upright, sipping tea and quietly looking around the room.

The house is large and well-decorated. There are various luxury brands piled on the sofa not far away. On the coffee table in front of you, a Porsche car key is quite conspicuous.

"Sister, you sit down first, I'll go to the kitchen." Beiwei enthusiastically pulled Song Yumeng to greet her and stood up first.

As soon as she walked on her front feet and her back feet, the little cousin couldn't help it anymore.

"Brother, the sister-in-law you found for me is really beautiful and youthful. She seems to be a few years older than me. By the way, she is so rich."

She was so excited that she took Zhang Yang's arm and shook it.

"You're doing this as if I'm taking advantage." Zhang Yang said amusedly.

It is true that Beiwei was very beautiful at first, but now Beiwei's temperament can reach a higher level only because he has raised her well.

Although it sounds a bit cheesy, it is true.

Time makes people grow old, only money is good.

Real beauties are either born or acquired.

Under the influence of money, you pay attention to everything about food and clothing, you don’t have to work, you don’t have to worry about anything, and you even have a lot of time to improve yourself and cultivate hobbies. Over time, your natural temperament will be calm, and the years will leave no trace.

On the other hand, if a beautiful woman cannot eat well and wear well, she has to run for a living, has no time to take care of her skin, and has no time to pay attention to her own image. She only has rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea every day. In a few years, the flowering period will be over.

There is no such thing as an immortal goddess, there is only the calmness of time under the freedom of money.

And now, he has almost arranged everything in and out of Beiwei's life. It is almost conceivable that, not to mention ten years later, even 20 or 30 years later, she will still be in her prime.

"Hey, how could I mean this? Brother, you are so handsome, and Sister Beiwei is just right for you." The little cousin came over with a smile, hugged Zhang Yang's arm and said.

(End of this chapter)