Rebirth of the Playboy I

Chapter 29

"...the flight is about to take off, please passengers..."

The boarding reminder came from the radio, Zhou Xingyun walked out of the VIP lounge with his mother, went through the dedicated VIP channel, and directly boarded the first-class cabin of the plane.

When he was on a business trip in his previous life, he had often flown by plane, but it was the first time for Zhou Xingyun to fly in the first class and use the dedicated passage.

Of course, except for that rebellious little 'Zhou Xingyun'.For this kind of thing, Gao Lengfan's rebellious teenager has never paid attention to it.

"Sister, bring me a cup of coffee."

Looking at the living room-like space, with only one seat within a five-meter radius, Zhou Xingyun's interest quickly fell on the flight attendant standing not far away.

Daming Airlines is awesome, the first-class cabin is so luxurious, and the most important thing is that the quality of the flight attendants is absolutely top-notch.

Looks, figure, are not bad.

Guangming took a glance at the little spring light revealed by leaning over, and Zhou Xingyun took a sip of coffee in satisfaction.

Subduing the temptation is the most loving.

If Senior Sister Ching Hua puts on this, huh, I can't take it anymore, let him be quiet first.

"Sister, bring me another glass of boiled water."

"Yun'er, are you okay?"

Watching his son drink two glasses of boiled water, Wang Jingyu asked worriedly.

"It's okay, Mom, maybe I didn't drink water when I got up in the morning, so I'm a little thirsty."

Naturally, he would not say that it was caused by his own wild thoughts, Zhou Xingyun looked at the figure of the beautiful flight attendant very calmly.

Well, it's a fight with mom's secretary.

The suits are different, but the overall feeling is still the same, but the temperament is not as good as that of the female secretary with a cool temperament.

The plane took off steadily, and Zhou Xingyun, who was sitting in the first-class cabin, fell asleep peacefully without hearing the slightest noise.

The beautiful fantasy before was a bit too tiring, and I needed to be calm and calm.

Zhou Xingyun was woken up by his mother's beautiful secretary. He opened his eyes and found that the plane had stopped.

Resisting the urge to ask the beautiful flight attendant's number, Zhou Xingyun got off the plane and saw a black Mercedes parked beside him.

A family car was parked in the tarmac openly and aboveboard, looking a bit out of the crowd.

This is arrogant, the privilege is really good.

Looking at the eyes of those beautiful flight attendants standing at the hatch of the plane, Zhou Xingyun sighed regretfully in his heart.

If you go to ask for the number now, you will have a chance to kiss Fangze tonight, what a waste of a great opportunity.

"Miss, the master asked me to pick you up and the young master."

A middle-aged man in a black suit walked forward quickly, said to Wang Jingyu respectfully, and took the luggage of several people.

"Ah."

After getting into the car with his son, Wang Jingyu casually asked about the situation at home.

Apart from being stuck on the road for about ten minutes, the Mercedes-Benz drove unimpeded all the way to a manor on the outskirts of the capital.

Dongshan, since the father of the country, Xu Zhongwen, died here a hundred years ago, has become a place for the senior officials of the Ming Dynasty to retire. Almost every big man who retired from the Daming Palace has a house here.

Over the years, the entire Dongshan Mountain has been occupied by classic and luxurious manors, and the surrounding security measures have been upgraded one after another. In the end, there was even a guard group stationed at the foot of the mountain, guarding the most powerful residence in the Ming Dynasty. Area.

After several guards, Zhou Xingyun finally saw the familiar house in his memory, small bridges and flowing water, pavilions and rockeries, and he felt like a Jiangnan water town.

The old man's ancestral home is in the south.

"Grandpa, hello grandma. Grandpa, why is your beard white again?"

In his memory, he was closest to his grandfather. When Zhou Xingyun saw the white-haired old man standing at the door, he felt a sense of admiration in his heart and said something naturally.

You must hold on to this thick thigh.

"Hahaha, grandpa is old, how can his beard not be white. Xiao Yun'er, you are tired, come and have some snacks with grandpa."

Lao Huai patted his good grandson's head in relief, Wang Mingyang's mood was instantly cleared, as if he had become younger, and he took his grandson's hand and walked towards the courtyard, ignoring his dusty daughter at all.

In the entire younger generation, this good grandson is the only one who can chat with him.If it wasn't for the fear that the old Zhou's family would not want to, Wang Mingyang would have wished to have his little grandson study in the capital, so that he would not have to look forward to his grandson's arrival every time.

"That's it for the old man, Yu'er, come in quickly."

Looking at the cheerful back of the old man and shaking his head, Wang Xiaoqin took his daughter's hand and walked in.

"Mom, I think Dad looks good."

Seeing the old father doting on his son, Wang Jingyu was naturally very happy.

"You don't know yet, every time the old man sees Xiao Yun'er, he even eats an extra bowl of rice."

For her little grandson, Wang Xiaoqin also loves her from the bottom of her heart.

Compared with those uneasy grandchildren of her old Wang's family, it is simply a few streets better.

"Grandpa, General."

"Haha, counter general."

"Wrong, wrong, grandpa, I'll take a step back."

"Little Yun'er, you are a real gentleman who doesn't regret raising your hand."

"Grandpa, I'm underage."

"Hey, what about my car?"

"Haha, Grandpa, you lost this time."

"Little Yun'er, you have to be honest when playing chess."

……

After playing chess with the old man for more than an hour, Zhou Xingyun managed to win the game by stealing a car and a horse, which caused the old man to teach him loudly.

Being with this old man like an old child, Zhou Xingyun seemed to have found his own childlike innocence, putting aside worldly fame and fortune, and enjoying pure family affection.

"Master Xiang, it's time to rest."

A young woman in a sky blue pleated skirt came over and reminded the old man to take a rest.

"Grandpa, I'm a little thirsty, let's have a cup of tea first."

Knowing that this is the old man's personal protection, Zhou Xingyun naturally wouldn't let the old man get tired.

"Okay, let's go drink tea. Just in time, the Daming Palace sent a few red robes a couple of days ago, and we, grandpa and grandson, brewed it and tasted it."

After hearing what the little grandson said, Wang Mingyang led him to the tea room without losing interest.

"Dong dong dong dong..."

Looking at the graceful movements of the young woman in a pleated skirt, smelling the faint fragrance of tea, a picture of an ancient lady comes to mind, Zhou Xingyun seems to have traveled through a thousand years.

The old man was born in a water town in the south of the Yangtze River. After retiring in previous years, he wanted to go back to his hometown to recuperate. Unfortunately, the current situation was turbulent at that time, and he was persuaded by the big bosses.

For this reason, the big brothers also specially built a yard in the Jiangnan water town, and the people who were sent to serve were all Jiangnan women who had undergone strict training, and they all wore traditional costumes of the Ming Dynasty.

As for why the young waiters are all wearing pleated skirts, it seems that Zhou Xingyun heard the old man mention it before, that was the old man and his original partner, that is, when his current grandmother first met, the grandmother was wearing a blue pleated skirt.

One glance, and a lifetime is fixed.

(End of this chapter)