Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

　　 "Miss Yue! Hello! I am Yin Hongyu from Xianggang Fuxing. I am glad to meet you."

　　While Wanfeng and Yuehui were talking, a dude from Xianggang suddenly appeared and interrupted the conversation between Wanfeng and Yuehui.

　　 Wanfeng frowned slightly, and stood aside. This guy was directly inserted between him and Yuehui. Where did you learn the politeness?

　　 "Young Master Yin! Hello!"

　　 Xianggang is an open world, and Wanfeng sneered at these words.

　　 The name of the son, the name of the Gaff family before the name of the woman, and the feudal shackles of Xianggang have not been broken at all. It is not surprising that they have produced many moths after 20 years.

　　 "Miss Yue, can you enjoy dinner when you return to Xianggang?"

　　 "I'm sorry! Young Master Yin, I have been very busy lately and I really don't have time." Yuehui politely refused.

　　 The man named Yin Gongzi had an ugly face, but he turned his head and glanced at Wan Feng with an ugly expression.

　　 Wanfeng is tired, and people refuse your unkindly dinner. Look at Laozi’s **** fart, what does it have to do with me.

　　 Wanfeng simply turned his face to one side, and didn't bother to look at the connotative cheeks of the brothers in Xianggang.

　　Who knows that when he turned his head, he unexpectedly saw that the boyfriend who seemed to be Pan, whom Lin Lairong had brought before, was inking with Lin Lairong.

　　 Lin Lairong’s attitude is neither lukewarm nor lukewarm.

　　 When Wanfeng turned to see him, this young man also happened to see Wanfeng.

　　 "It's you again. Rong broke up with me after seeing you last time. I didn't expect to see you again today."

　　 Wanfeng didn't expect this thing to come up with such a sentence.

　　 But what people said was right. Wan Feng questioned his gender last time, and then Lin Lairong dumped him.

　　 I thought this guy could learn a lesson and change it, but I didn't expect that this guy was still greasy and he didn't feel a bit masculine.

　　 Wan Feng doesn't have a good impression of these Xianggang elder brothers. As soon as he arrives on the mainland, he has a high posture. Is it bullying Laozi without wearing a suit? Still no brand name?

　　The clothes Wanfeng wears are of course his own casual wear. Everyone in his circle knows that Wanfeng doesn't like to wear suits. He always wears sportswear and casual wear all year round.

　　 Today is Cheng Huimin’s factory opening and he is no exception.

　　 "What's the surname of this son? I remembered, the surname is Pan, Pan Jinlian's Pan, oh! The ancestor is so famous."

　　 Lin Lai Rong almost laughed out loud, this guy always speaks surprisingly.

　　 Pan Fengting's nose almost crooked.

　　 "Boy! My last name is Pan, but it has nothing to do with Pan Jinlian. We are Pan An’s Pan.

"Haha! Isn't it the same? Maybe Pan Jinlian is in the same family as Pan An. At least Pan Jinlian and Pan An are both good-looking, but your gene... Something must have happened during the continuation of the incense, otherwise Isn’t it that big gap?"

　　 Pan Fengting's face turned black: "Boy, don't let me see you in Xianggang."

　　 Wanfeng slanted his eyes and glanced at the other person: "By you?"

　　 said to Yuehui and Lin Lairong: "Let's go in too."

　　 He is not interested in inking with Pan Fengting.

　　 Yuehui and Lin Lairong followed Wanfeng towards the door of Chenhui Industrial, one left and one right.

　　 Although the beauties present are like clouds, Wan Feng and Yue Huilin Lai Rong are also glorious when they walk over.

　　Of course, Yuehui and Lin Lairong are shining, and they have nothing to do with Wanfeng.

　　 On the contrary, because of his appearance, the beauty of the two women is even more set off. After all, his appearance is ordinary like a passerby.

　　 "Who is this guy?" There were many young ladies present. Someone asked Wan Feng and two beautiful women walking towards the door of Chenhui Industrial.

　　 Most people shake their heads.

　　 "Pan Fengting, you seemed to be with them just now. Who is the man in the middle?"

　　Pan Fengting looked disdainful: "A mainland Chinese popping street seems to be doing business in partnership with Lin Lairong."

　　 "It turned out to be from the mainland, I said, why come here wearing a sports suit, real soil!"

　　 "This guy stands with Ms. Lin and Yuehui, it really looks like two flowers stuck on cow dung, do you think they look like? Hahahaha!"

　　 The sons and daughters of Xianggang burst into a roar of laughter.

　　 Lin Lai Rong didn't feel anything when he heard it, but being compared to cow dung made her feel relieved, this guy could choke someone to death.

　　 "Mr. Cow Dung..."

　　 Wanfeng turned white and Lin Lairong glanced at him: "Believe it or not, I kick you into the ocean?"

　　 Lin Lai Rong Hun didn't care but smiled triumphantly, anyway, Wan Feng couldn't really kick it.

　　 Cheng Huimin stood at the gate to greet the guests from all walks of life, shaking hands with this one and hugging that one.

　　 After welcoming one of the most famous big brother-level figures in the Xianggang entertainment circle, Cheng Huimin looked up and saw Wan Feng and Lin Lai Rong Yuehui approaching.

　　 Cheng Huimin, who stood at the gate and never moved before, walked up to Wanfeng and gave Wanfeng a big hug.

　　 Cheng Huimin's move caused the laughter of the young sons and princesses who were still laughing to choke in their throats.

　　 There are no nobles in Xianggang. On the contrary, it was still a gathering place for pirates.

　　 Now that there are rich men, they have only been up in the last thirty or twenty years. When their parents fought in the country, they had more or less unclear relations with the underworld in Xianggang.

　　Some families themselves are the big bosses in a certain underworld.

　　 So these second generations are very clear about Cheng Huimin's identity.

　　 Don’t think that Hui Min’s current identity has little to do with Fourteen Kai, but anyone who knows the details knows that he is now a hall master of Fourteen Kai.

　　 The hall master is second only to the gang master in a gang~www.ltnovel.com~ Cheng Huimin is even more effective than the boss in the fourteenth hour.

　　 Today, Cheng Huimin, the second generation of the four major families in Xianggang and Hong Kong, did not move, but he moved to this man who they had just been mocked as cow dung, and he also welcomed him with a hug.

　　 The hug ceremony is not something that you should have if you look twenty years younger than Cheng Huimin.

　　 At this time, these second-generation sons and princesses realized that this mainlander was a bit difficult.

　　 "Brother! You are here! You are great! Welcome, Miss Lin, Miss Yue."

　　 Cheng Huimin took Wan Feng's hand all the way to the door.

　　 "Brother! How about cutting the ribbon for Brother when you come?"

　　 Wanfeng smiled: "I am willing to help."

　　 People with an identity like Cheng Huimin cannot cut the ribbon in an industry.

　　Whether it is the underworld and the white, you have to be the top man.

　　 There are many people cutting the ribbon today, of course they are all from Hunan and Hong Kong.

　　 There was almost no one in the local area except Ye Qianwen.

　　You are only vocal in Xianggang, it does not mean that someone in Shenzhen will buy your account.

　　 So, except for Wan Feng, those who participated in the ribbon-cutting were all those in Xianggang who had a head and a face. Naturally, Wan Feng didn't know him either.

　　 It is the representative of the entertainment industry, Wan Feng, who knows the eldest brother with the surname.