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Chapter 112:Break a Big Stone on the Chest

“Malay shows big stones on the chest?”

Yan Qinghang could not imagine the picture, and did not know which one of the horses smoked.

Such a good opportunity, can he miss it?Moreover, he also wanted to see if the Malays practiced martial arts and practiced the internal forces of the legend.

On the phone, he hurried to the invitation of the eldest princess, and immediately drove to the manor where the banquet was located.

This manor, also located on the shores of the East Lake, is called "Smiling Ao Lake", owned by Malay.

In fact, it is not far from the bamboo garden, only ten minutes away.

Yan Qinghang parked his car in the vicinity, and immediately went to the "smiley river and lake", and in front of the garden gate, the eldest princess's assistant Xiaole, had already been waiting there.

“Hello, Mr. Yan.”Happy to go the first two tracks.

"Miss M., you've been waiting a long time."

Yan Qingkang nodded, walked into the garden under the guidance of Mille, and then crossed the pavilion, the corridor bridge, and came to the lawn on the lake.

The area of the lake is not smaller than the bamboo garden.

When Yan Qinghe went to the lawn, he immediately attracted the attention of others, and they all looked at them curiously and guessed the identity of the other party.

Because there are not many people on the lawn, only more than 20 people, and more than half of them are well-known and famous in the business world, and they are talking and laughing in groups of three or five.

Of course, the most obvious, of course, is the eldest princess.

She was surrounded by a group of business leaders, even the father of the Tang Dynasty Malay, can not steal her tuyere...

Because her identity is there.

Wherever and whenever she is, she is the most visible.

When the eldest princess saw Yan Qinghai, she looked at the people around her with a little apology and walked up to Yan Qinghai.

"Princess, here comes Mr. Yan."Millie came up softly.

At this time, almost everyone's eyes fell on Yan Qinghe, who was the eldest princess's friend.

It is no wonder that an unknown young man can attend such a high-level gathering.

On this lawn, which one is not a well-known existence?

Yan Qingyian is still a suit, with mud on the hair, three-dimensional five senses are very handsome, it seems very temperamental.

"Mr. Ma, this is Mr. Yan."

After the eldest princess and Yan Qingkong said two words, they introduced with the owner of the estate, Malay, and other big men in business.

"Hello, I've been famous for a long time, but I haven't had a chance to see you."

Yan Qingkang held out his hand with a smile, did not see a little restraint, it seemed very natural, "Now, finally get what you want."

"Haha, Mr. Yan is kind."

Malay smiled at Yan Qingkang, "Mr. Yan" this name, let him slightly doubt in his heart, but did not think much, he reached out and held a hand, smiled: "The eldest princess's friend, is my Malay friend, in the future need, although to come to me."

After that, he immediately pulled out a private card, which seemed very righteous.

Yan Qingyian took over his hands and apologized, "I'm sorry, Mr. Ma, I don't have a business card."

The Malays did not care, after all, in such a private occasion, the eldest princess brought the other side here, indicating that the position in the eldest princess's heart is not low.

Moreover, the eldest princess was directly introduced as "Mr. Yan", not the name.

This is worth having fun.

In the company of the eldest princess, Yan Qingkang and many business leaders shook hands and chatted a few words, and received a bunch of private business cards.

After all, there is a princess for him to stand, which business man does not give face?

When most of the circle came down, Yan Qingyong said that he would walk at will, without the eldest princess having been with her.And the eldest princess herself also has a business to talk about, said a sorry, and then once again surrounded by the business big man...

“Do you think stupidly?”

A moment later, Yan Qinghang took a glass of wine, shuttled and chatted on the lawn, and saw Bai read fools walking on the lawn.

When he saw the fool and the Malay, and talked a little with a group of big men, he walked around with a glass of wine.

This party, not many people, not only the average age of more than 40 years old, there is no beauty.If it is not to see the Malay chest broken stone, white fools are too lazy to participate, it is not very boring.

“Damn, are you also looking at the big stone in the chest of the horse?”The fool came up with a glass of wine and asked.

Because on this lawn, the young people are only one person.

Of course, the manor is not only this person on the lawn, but everyone else is outside the lawn, because they are also inferior...

The blue sky smiled and nodded.

“Man, what do you call?”

He touched the cup, took a small sip, and asked, "I, you should know."

“The famous white man, who in the world doesn’t know?”He also drank a small sip of wine, “Yan Qinghe.”

"You say, what kind of nerve does the horse always have, and how do you want to break a big stone in your chest?"When asked in doubt, he looked at the horses of the same stars holding the moon.

"It's not nerve-wrenzy, it should be trying to verify what's going on."Yan Qingyu thought for a moment.

“Verify what?”

The fool suddenly reacted and said, “Do you believe?”

“Believe.”The airway, “And you?”

“Me?”

When he hesitated, he said, “Believe.”

At this time, the white rain also came, first and white fools said hello, went to meet with the Malays and other big men to talk about a few words, rubbing also holding a glass of wine to come.

There are not many women on this lawn.

Also, they are no less than 30.

"I didn't know you were so fast, I thought it would be the same plane."The white rain came up, and the white-minded fool had already been acquainted, "White President, this is it?"

“A friend I just met.”White fools.

“Hello, Mr. Yan.”

When the rain said "Mr. Yan", he paused slightly.

And white fools heard, the same slightly froze, because the word "Mr. Yan" has already penetrated into their hearts.

The three words "Mr. Yan" have been given a special meaning.

At this time, the white rain and white thought fool looked at each other, but the heart immediately denied, it could not be the "Mr. Yan."

That is the existence of a fairy, how to come to these boring parties?

“Okay, man, what are you doing?”

He was not only the son of the richest man, but also a good businessman, and naturally wanted to have more friends in the mall.

“No work.”

The glare hesitated.

Originally, he wanted to say "a cook", but it was too obvious.

“Are you still reading?Where to read?”White thought fools and asked, after all, Yan Qingyan's age is not large, if it is normal to study.

He shook his head and said, “I’ve graduated.”

At this time, white fools and white rain are somewhat surprised, originally in their view, can participate in this level of gathering, at least the new star in the business community ...

Who knows, it’s really unemployed.

Is family not easy?

When the night was dark, the Malays arched at the crowd and said that they were ready to perform the big stone on the chest.And those business leaders, one by one stunned, can not think of the Malay really want to perform the chest gravel, they originally thought it was just a joke.

And, just one head of the party.

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