Super Golden Eye

Seeing Chen Mo leave by himself, Chu Bingqing made a rounding round: "Momo is also a very ambitious person, so it might be safer to do it himself."

Fang Yang smiled: "Are you still afraid that I will be angry with her? Where's Lu Wei? Wouldn't she go?"

Chu Bingqing said: "Lu Wei is going to rush to the scene and do a budget evaluation. Now she is indeed mature a lot and can help me a lot."

As the two talked, they had already arrived outside the villa where the reception was held. Chu Bingqing whispered: "This is actually the property of the Song family. Tang Xiaoyu chose this place, obviously because of his relationship with the Song family."

Fang Yang drove the car slowly to the door, and immediately two security guards came over. The invitation letter in his hand was handed out. After the security had read it, it was released.

The parking lot of the villa is full of all kinds of famous cars, many of which are international limited edition classic cars. Fang Yang ignored these, found a parking space and parked the car.

The entire villa is surrounded by mountains and rivers and has excellent feng shui. The shape of the villa is also different from other European and American styles. It has the scale and momentum of a classical oriental palace, and it is vaguely like a small Forbidden City.

Fang Yang and Chu Bingqing walked from the parking lot to the main entrance. Two waiters in Tang costumes naturally pushed the two red sandalwood gates open and let them pass.

Behind the door is a huge hall with bright red carpets on the floor. It seems that today's scene is extremely grand. At least one hundred and ten people have already arrived, gathering in twos and threes to chat.

But when Fang Yang and Chu Bingqing came in, there was a brief silence in the hall. No way, although the imperial capital is big, it’s impossible to know about Yangming Group

It's just that Fang Yang, the owner of the Yangming Group, rarely shows up. He didn't expect to show up on such occasions!

"This is from Yangming Group, right?"

"Well, that woman's name is Chu Bingqing, and she is now the person in charge of the imperial capital. That man... wouldn't it be Fang Yang, the legendary chairman of the Yangming Group?"

"That's Fang Yang? He doesn't have three heads and six arms, he's not as handsome as me!"

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Everyone in the hall was whispering, but Fang Yang and Chu Bingqing didn't care at all. Chu Bingqing was fine, took a glass of juice and drank it slowly.

When Fang Yang saw all kinds of delicacies on the table in the middle of the banquet hall, what would he be polite? Don’t look at having just eaten breakfast, that’s not a problem!

"Wasting food is a shameful behavior." After speaking in a serious manner, Fang Yang puffed up his cheeks and began to eat special food.

Sure enough, don't look at so many delicious foods, no one can really open their mouths. In the whole hall, Fang Yang was alone, sitting there, eating happily.

Even Chu Bingqing, who was originally calm, couldn't hold it on her face, and subconsciously stepped aside, only feeling feverish on her face. There was a heart to remind, but so many people watched, and finally did not speak.

In a corner of the hall, Guo Shaohua, Ma Jiang, Fang Yihan, and Hu Liansheng sat together. Seeing Fang Yang and Chu Bingqing, Guo Shaohua's tone was a bit complicated:

"This Fang Yang is really invisible. He clearly knows that this is what we are going to give him a prestige, but he is so calm."

Hu Liansheng whispered: "I came back this time to participate in the birthday of the second grandfather, but I don't want to make any trouble again. The old man puts a lot of pressure on me."

Fang Yihan gritted his teeth secretly: "What are you afraid of! I have already designed it, and I must ruin him! Ma Jiang, how are you doing?"

Ma Jiang shuddered and murmured: "It's ready, the materials and everything have been handed over to the city bureau, and the evidence collection in Jiangbei has also been done. It is absolutely impossible to see."

Fang Yihan grinned and said, "Very good! This time, I still can't play with you!"

At eleven o'clock, surrounded by several bodyguards, an old man who appeared to be in his sixties walked out from the back of the hall slowly. It was Song Zude.

By his side, it was Tang Xiaoyu who hadn't seen him for many days. The two talked, laughed, talked happily, and walked to the middle of the hall together.

Although everyone wanted to get close to Song Zude, those bodyguards weren't the ones to eat. One block on both sides, surrounded in a circle, blocking everyone out.

Song Zude looked at the people around him, and finally his eyes fell on Fang Yang, who was so stubborn, with a slight smile: "Hehe, this young man is a bit interesting."

Tang Xiaoyu glanced, and said blankly: "This person is the true boss of the Yangming Group, Fang Yang. He is also our biggest enemy and opponent in the future."

Song Zude corrected: "Thank you for telling me his identity, but he is your enemy and opponent, but it does not mean that he is my enemy and opponent.

I am old, but not confused. I am afraid that you are willing to let so many Li sit down and talk to me. The ultimate goal is this young man, right? "

Tang Xiaoyu also knew that Song Zude was so sophisticated and it was not easy to lie to him. So he admitted frankly: "Yes, my business in the East China Sea was smashed into his hands. This time in the imperial capital, I must take back everything I lost!"

"Little girl, ambition is a good thing, but it also depends on whether you have that strength." Song Zude shook his head slightly:

"Originally I thought I took a big advantage, but now I know that you are dealing with the Yangming Group. I'm afraid this matter will have to be discussed again."

Hearing these words, Tang Xiaoyu finally changed his face: "Mr. Song, I was introduced by the head of the NY Song family. Wouldn't you fail to give this face?"

"Why? Want to use that side to press me down?" Song Zude raised his brows: "To tell you the truth, although we are only a branch, they are a direct line, but when they leave this land, the Song family is the only one of us!

I admit that they mix well in foreign countries and are very powerful. Our imperial capital, the Song family, can’t compare. But we have spine, dignity, and keep the roots of our ancestors!

Don't mention it again, you should host your opening reception! As for our signing, we will discuss it later when we have time. "

After that, Song Zude didn’t give Tang Xiaoyu a chance to speak, he walked directly to Fang Yang’s side and sat down, and said with a smile, “Is the food delicious? Eat slowly, don’t choke. You won’t come here to eat. Right?"

Hearing someone talking to himself, Fang Yang turned his head quickly, swallowed the lobster in his mouth, and drank a sip of red wine before turning his head to answer:

"Haha, made the old man laugh. But since it's a cocktail party, I have prepared so many good things. Isn't it a waste of not to eat?"

Perhaps all of you present here have countless net worth and don't care about this small amount of money. But whose money comes from the strong wind? With that money, building more Hope primary schools and more hospitals is better than anything else. "

"Good point!" Song Zude said admiringly: "I didn't expect you to be so young, you would have this kind of consciousness.

Many young people who are similar to you, as long as they have a little money, seem to feel like the goddess, he is the second child. Every day, there is a lot of drunkenness and drunkenness, and I don’t know the meaning of life at all. "

Fang Yang smiled: "When I was a child, I had a very hard life. Well, it was very hard. So now I have the ability, and I hope to help some people change their current lives."

If Song Zude looked at Fang Yang with deep meaning, "Then why are you here to attend this cocktail party? You can totally refuse."