Rebirth of the Playboy I

Chapter 98 New Year's Eve
As the eldest son, it is enough to toast the elders of the Three Tables family, and the rest of the time is toasted by others.Otherwise, Zhou Xingyun probably wouldn't need to eat after this round.

He kept accepting the toasts from the representatives of each table, even if he only drank a small sip each time, after two hundred toasts, he was about to faint.

Of course, what Zhou Xingyun drank was the 'white wine' specially prepared by the beautiful butler.

After going to the bathroom three times to solve the problem, Zhou Xingyun managed to survive, and was still awake when he returned to the room.

"You all go out."

While taking a bath, Zhou Xingyun sent out all the maids except the beautiful butler, and the following activities were not for outsiders.

As the master of the old Zhou's family, Zhou Xingyun didn't need to pay New Year's greetings at all, the only one who needed to go was his grandfather in the capital.

As for other people who come to pay New Year's greetings, they will not look for him, not to mention that the old Zhou family has always been very low-key.

This year, my mother and father went on a trip, and Zhou Xingyun had to go alone to celebrate the New Year with grandpa, but he was accompanied by a beautiful butler and school beauty bodyguards.

After being spotted by Zhou Xingyun, the school flower bodyguard was directly sent by the Shadow Guard to be his personal bodyguard.

Anyway, the shadow guard who is now in front of people has no value in hiding in the dark, so it's better to follow Shizi openly and aboveboard.

As for the beautiful housekeeper, he is a majestic prince traveling, of course he must have a personal maid who can arrange his life in an orderly manner, and it is necessary to warm the bed by the way.

He didn't have such equipment around him before, it was because of that otaku's attributes, and it didn't make any sense at all.

If it wasn't for Zhou Xingyun's insistence, the clan still wanted to put a bunch of young and beautiful maids around him, that kind of momentum, haha.

There is an airport in the suburbs of Qingping County, which is also the only airport in Qingping Mansion and outside the city.As the ancestral home of Liang Guogong, who is admired by the world, Qingping County has well-connected transportation and a superior geographical location. If the county did not insist on rejecting those environmental polluting enterprises, it would definitely become a famous industrial zone in Qingping Prefecture and even in the south of the Yangtze River.

Who made Qingping County nominally belong to Liang Guogong's private fief, what people like to do.

Zhou Xingyun, who was wearing flat silver spectacles, took the two beauties on the first-class cabin to the capital in a low-key manner without taking any special plane.

"I'll be fine."

Taking the food from the stewardess, Zhou Shuqing naturally blocked the other party's sight.

She is now the son's concubine, how can ordinary people covet the son.

Looking at the first-class cabin with no outsiders, and looking at the beautiful stewardess who was declined by the beautiful butler, Zhou Xingyun, who felt that he had lost several love affairs, shook his head and fell asleep on the soft bed.

As a human being, you really can't be too high-profile.

When he woke up, the plane was only ten minutes away from landing, and the beautiful butler brought refreshing warm wine at the right time.

As an old family that has been passed down for thousands of years, the old Zhou family has many secret recipes for strengthening the body and prolonging life.Patriarchs like Grandpa Zhou Xingyun who died of depression before he was seventy years old are rare in the old Zhou family.

"Son."

It was still the same black Mercedes parked next to the plane, and it was still the unsmiling middle-aged driver, Zhou Xingyun got into it without saying anything.

"Little Yun'er, grandpa is finally looking forward to you."

"Grandpa, happy new year."

As soon as he got off the car, Zhou Xingyun saw his grandfather walking out of the door, and he trotted to meet him.

Although he hadn't seen him for two or three months, Zhou Xingyun found that his grandfather was getting older, but luckily he still seemed in good spirits.

"Happy New Year, come, Xiao Yun'er, here is a red envelope for you."

"Thank you grandpa."

He took out the red envelope prepared last night from his pocket and handed it over. Wang Mingyang took his grandson's hand and entered the room. Zhou Shuqing and the school beauty bodyguard named Zhou Huiming by Zhou Xingyun walked to their respective rooms with salutes.

I don't know if it was arranged by grandpa, but Zhou Xingyun didn't see his uncle and aunt when he had lunch, only him and his grandpa and grandma.

Being dragged by his grandfather to play chess for half an afternoon, Zhou Xingyun saw some cousins ​​of the same generation when he had dinner, but his uncle and the others were still missing.

Those who want to come to celebrate the New Year, the uncles and aunts who are in the officialdom are all busy paying New Year's greetings.

Grandpa has retreated, and with his indifferent disposition, it is estimated that uncle and the others can only work hard on their own.

I don't know why his mother is so leisurely outside, alas, thinking of that unscrupulous father, Zhou Xingyun couldn't help sighing.

"cousin."

"Ah."

Seeing that cousin again, Zhou Xingyun had a natural smile on his face, without any trace of complaint.On the contrary, Wang Xingyu's eyes were a little dodgy when he greeted him, obviously his acting skills still need to be practiced.

But this time, Wang Xingyu didn't ask his cousin to go out. On the second day of the Lunar New Year, he reckoned that as a student, he would have to stay at home for two days.

"Little Yun'er, come and go for a walk with Grandpa."

After dinner, Wang Mingyang waved and took his little grandson to a friend's party.

The winter nights in the north are still very cold, but I don't know if there is a whole fire dragon buried under the Dongshan Mountain. Zhou Xingyun didn't feel much cold when he walked out with his grandfather.

I didn't pay attention when I came here in the morning. At this time, Zhou Xingyun, who had just left the house, felt the warm wind blowing on his face. Looking at the lush green outside without a trace of snow, he couldn't help but be shocked by the generosity.

When I visited my grandfather on the National Day, the weather was still not cold, and I didn't feel anything. This time, I was completely stunned.

This is like creating a spring paradise in the northern winter that you can't wait to chop off your feet.

Thinking about it, if the winter is really dozens of degrees below zero, how can the big shots from the south still live here? It is estimated that his grandfather has already gone back to the south.

Anyway, the Ming Dynasty is rich and powerful, and this kind of handwriting is completely pediatrics.

However, it's no wonder that Dongshan's status has been hyped into sky-high prices, and there is still no market for the price.

The country's investment here alone is worth the fare.

Sister, the otaku he used to never pay attention to these details.

"Old Zhu, let's take a walk together."

When passing a flower garden, Wang Mingyang shouted to Lao Zhu who was watering the flowers.

"Here we come, Xiao Yun'er, come and help your Grandpa Zhu."

Putting down the kettle, Lao Zhu wiped his hands, and walked towards Sun's house with Zhou Xingyun's support.

As for why I came to meet with Mr. Sun, firstly, Mr. Sun had something good to take advantage of, secondly, Mr. Sun was very qualified, and thirdly, why did he have a son who was one of the nine big men.

This time, Zhou Xingyun, who was familiar with many tricks, was much smarter, and took out a portion of special snacks made by the old Zhou family from the bag he had been carrying all the time, and distributed them to the old men.

Pure natural, pollution-free, never add any preservatives, and has the effect of lowering blood fat and blood sugar.

One gram is only five hundred yuan, and one gram is only five hundred yuan.

Well, this is just to illustrate how precious these snacks are.

When he learned that the son was going to give a gift, the chef of the clan cooked a batch of pastries overnight according to the secret recipe, and all of the ingredients he chose were expensive ingredients.

According to the market price outside, five hundred and one grams is still cheap.

(End of this chapter)