Doting Wife N+1: Husband, good night

Chapter 472
The whole hall fell silent when the sound fell, as if there was an echo after a long time, and it was so powerful that it hit the ground with a sound.

Hearing this voice, everyone present was undoubtedly shocked, including Rong Che naturally. He never expected Yan Xiang to appear at this time. Dozens of pairs of eyes looked towards the door at the same time, but saw a man in his fifties or sixties. The old man walked in.

His figure was very tall and tall, and he looked about the same height as Rong Che Yanqin. Most of his hair was white, but his face was smooth. He was dressed in a brown suit and a bright tie, and strode into the hall.

There is a kind of person who doesn't care about age or appearance, but has an innate aura, which probably refers to people like Yan Xiang, who may have accumulated over the years, but the powerful aura emanating from him is unspeakable surface.

"Master Xiang!" The men in black with guns standing in two rows saw him come in and shouted in a uniform salute, with a very loud voice.

"Master Xiang." Seeing Yan Xiang's arrival, Ah Jin felt trembling from the bottom of his heart, and hurriedly stepped forward and bowed down to shout.

"Father." Yan Qin still had the same expression, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and his tone was very respectful.

"En." Yan Xiang just responded lightly, and sat down on the sofa amidst everyone's respect, Ah Jin hurriedly handed him a cigar and lit it.

Yan Xiang first took a sip of the cigar, and then slowly spit it out. Soon, there was a faint smell of smoke in the hall. After taking a sip of the cigar, Yan Xiang looked at Rong Che and asked, "Master Rong thinks Yan Qin is okay?" qualified to talk to you, what about me?"

Asking this sentence is exactly the meaning of questioning. Although the tone is not so tough, it sounds imposing.

Rong Che smiled indifferently, and replied: "Mr. Yan is highly respected, so the younger generation naturally has nothing to say."

"That's good, then I'll have a good chat with Young Master Rong today." Yan Xiang gestured for Rong Che to sit opposite him, and Rong Che sat down opposite Yan Xiang calmly, with a coffee table between them.

"Yan Qin, serve tea to Young Master Rong." Yan Xiang ordered, in a very casual tone, just like the tone of a father instructing his son.

"Yes, Dad." Yan Qin said flatly.

"No, I can't enjoy the tea made by Young Master Yan." Rong Che refused with a smile on his face.

Hearing this, Yan Qin stopped and looked at Yan Xiang. Yan Xiang turned cold and looked at Rong Che: "You have a big appetite, but no one has ever dared to say no in front of me."

But Rong Che just smiled at this, and explained: "It's because I have no luck to accept it, not to refuse, and you must understand, old man, that there is always a first time in everything."

After hearing this sentence, Yan Xiang laughed heartily and said, "Okay, I like the way you talk to me, it's much better than those who deliberately flatter me, I've heard that you have already ruled the roost in the business world at a young age On the one hand, this statement is indeed true.”

"I don't dare to be a junior in front of Mr. Yan." Rong Che said modestly.

Yan Xiang smiled boldly again, and said forcefully: "Just say you are you, there are not many people who can make Yan Xiang praise me."

After finishing speaking, Yan Xiang put out the cigar in his hand, suppressed the smile on his face, and said sharply: "You should know why Yan Qin returned to China this time, and why he got close to Yan Yan. Ming people don't talk about dark flowers, What I'm talking to you about today is about Yan Yan, and we haven't talked about anything else."

(End of this chapter)