Six Hundred and Twenty-Four． Zhao Ying Returns

"Yes, that's what I should do!" Old Buffon said quickly.

At this time, Mr. Wan realized that Yang Ming was the savior of old Buffon, and Feng Wanjiang also understood why old Buffon respected Yang Ming so much!

But Feng Wanjiang was also a little puzzled, why did this Yang Ming look like the White-Eyebrowed Hero? How about saving people everywhere? First it was Hou Zhancheng's mother, and this time it was old Buffon... These are all big shots who were saved...

Yang Dahai had known this for a long time, but he didn't know much about the living habits of foreigners. Seeing old Buffon's enthusiasm, he thought that this was how they treated their savior.

In fact, everyone respects their savior, but Buffon went too far.

With old Buffon in the middle, there was no resistance at all to Songjiang Bus Factory's order. It was better than previously expected, which made Feng Wanjiang very happy. He was also full of confidence in the future of the factory. What made him happy the most was that Hou Zhenshao promised to let him stay in the factory. Although he worked for Yang Dahai, he didn't care about it.

In Feng Wanjiang's view, Lao Yang is a very nice person and very easy-going. When working under him, he cannot put his own shoes on the line. Moreover, with the strong connection between Yang Ming and the old Buffon, it would be difficult for the bus factory to develop!

As for the future matters, Feng Wanjiang went to discuss with Mr. Wan. This time Mr. Wan changed his previous attitude and was smiling all the time.

In the evening, Buffon insisted on sending Yang Ming home in person. Yang Ming had no choice but to agree to this request. He also understood what Old Buffon meant. Old Buffon was afraid that Yang Ming would disappear and never be found again.

But he didn't want to think about it. The factory was there, and it was cooperating with old Buffon's company. If Yang Ming ran away. Isn't it easy to find him? Just stop cooperating and Yang Ming will show up!

In fact, Yang Ming had really wronged old Buffon. Old Buffon really didn't mean this. He sent Yang Ming home entirely out of respect for his master.

After Yang Ming returned home, Yang Dahai called Yang Ming to his room very seriously.

"Da Ming, do you have a lot of things that you haven't told me and your mother yet?" Yang Dahai took out a pack of white grape cigarettes from his jacket pocket. Ready to take out one.

Yang Ming took out half a pack of Zhonghua from his pocket and handed it to Yang Dahai: "Dad, you can smoke this. Don't smoke those cheap cigarettes in the future."

Yang Dahai nodded, without saying anything else, took the cigarette in Yang Ming's hand and lit one. Yang Ming once degenerated for a while, smoking, drinking, and even gambling.

So Yang Dahai also knew it.

"It's nothing..." Yang Ming sighed, and then said: "Dad. What do you want to know?"

"That Hou Zhencheng, Director Feng told me, he is from Tao Shang?" Yang Dahai frowned and said, "Why are you so familiar with him? Don't you know what he does?"

"Dad, didn't I tell you that I once saved Dahou's mother." Yang Ming said with a smile: "Besides, people in mixed society are not as unbearable as you think, and I'm not afraid that you know now. Back then, , I also hung out for a while..."

"I just know, and I don't want you to have too much contact with these people!" Yang Dahai shook his head and said, "I'm afraid you will go astray again!"

"Going astray?" Yang Ming said helplessly: "Dad, this is how society is today. If you don't have any social connections, it will be difficult to do anything. Unless you have been working in factories all your life!

Do you know how many businessmen in Songjiang want to have a relationship with Dahou and others? Take the uncle as an example. Isn’t the uncle a loyal partner of Dahou and the others? Now the entertainment city he opened has half of the shares of Dahou and the others! "

"I know this too. But..." Although Yang Dahai is stubborn and old-fashioned. But I am not a person who cannot listen to other people's advice. Especially after what I have heard and witnessed in recent times, I also know that the way I used to be is no longer good. When I become the chairman of the board in the future, I must try to change myself and make myself a better person. Be diplomatic!

"Forget it!" Yang Dahai said: "I understand what you mean, and I will work hard to change something in the future. It seems that my original thoughts are no longer suitable for this society."

"Yes. Dad, you are too honest. You think of the relationship between people too simply." Yang Ming said, "But in fact, as long as you are happy, I will help you with your son here." With your support, you can do whatever you want. Apart from other places, your son is still very useful to me on this three-acre land in Songjiang..."

"Haha! Little bastard!" Yang Dahai laughed immediately after hearing this: "Now that you are capable, you can support me!"

Yang Ming was also very emotional. It has been one year since he obtained the superpower, and it feels like a lifetime ago. Wang Xifan, who was originally very impressive in his own eyes, with a strong foundation and wide social connections, became very worthless. If you say it collapsed, it will collapse.

"I don't know what happened to your boy, but suddenly his brain became enlightened and his luck got better..." Yang Dahai was also very surprised. His originally incompetent son had become so sensible without even realizing it.

"Haha, I don't know either." Yang Ming said with a smile: "This is also a blessing in disguise! Apart from Hou Zhancheng, the current boss on Songjiang Road is Bao Sanli. I also have a good relationship with him, so dad , just feel free to do it, now you have both black and white relationships!"

"How come I have a relationship with both the black and white Taoists?" Yang Dahai asked strangely: "Who do I know in the white Taoism?"

"Of course he is my father-in-law, your in-laws!" Yang Ming smiled.

"You kid! Don't cause trouble to Lao Chen!" Yang Dahai said quickly: "By the way, how do you know that person named Bao Sanli?"

"Back then, we were in the same room in the detention center." Yang Ming said: "That's how we got to know each other, and the relationship was still good... Dad, you also know that in a place like that, if you don't get along with other prisoners, you will be at a disadvantage! "

Yang Dahai nodded, he also understood this truth. If you have a tense relationship with someone from a certain position, you will be bullied all day long. Then he said: "You are really a blessing in disguise. But, that girl named Lin Zhiyun... oh... by the way, do you have any news about her?"

Yang Dahai's words immediately embarrassed Yang Ming. He hasn't decided yet whether to explain it to his father about Lin Zhiyun, because he just talked about Lan Ling before, and now he brings up Lin Zhiyun. Doesn't it seem that he is a little too that way? It seems that this matter can only be discussed slowly, so he said: "Not yet, but I will pay attention to it."

Father and son had a deep conversation for the first time. It was at this moment that Yang Dahai truly treated Yang Ming as an adult.

The two also discussed the development of the bus factory. Yang Ming advocated abandoning the current bus production project, eliminating the production line, and focusing on the parts processing market.

If this is done well, it will be more profitable than manufacturing buses. Yang Dahai also thought so, and Feng Wanjiang probably thought the same way. Moreover, the vacant car manufacturing license can also be sold separately for financing.

Yang Ming is not very interested in the vehicle manufacturing industry, and it is not the focus of his development. He is just looking for something for his father to do. Yang Ming was also very happy. For the first time in many years, his father was so relaxed. Even when he was admitted to college, his father was not as happy as he is now.

There was nothing to say all night. The next day, just after dawn, Yang Ming's cell phone rang. Yang Ming thought it was the kind of winning call that hangs up after one ring, so he ignored it.

Because of this kind of phone calls, many people choose to make them at four or five o'clock in the morning. When people wake up in the morning, they mistakenly think that a friend is calling them, but they are asleep and do not hear the ringing of their mobile phones.

However, the ringtone of the mobile phone did not hang up after one ring, but continued to ring.

"Who is it?" Yang Ming answered the phone in a daze.

"I'm Zhao Ying!" There was a crisp and sweet voice on the other side of the phone.

Yang Ming was stunned for a moment and became more awake: "Zhao Ying? Where are you? Why are you calling so early?"

"I'm at the airport! I can't get a taxi now. The airport bus won't be available until seven in the morning!" Zhao Ying said, "I'm not interested and it's a bit cold, so I gave you a call."

"Oh? Didn't you wear more clothes?" Yang Ming asked.

"It wasn't cold on the plane. Besides, it was still very warm when I got on the plane, almost like the autumn here." Zhao Ying said, "I didn't bring my coat. It's at home."

"Just wait for me, I'll pick you up." Yang Ming said without thinking.

"Oh...don't bother you...it's only after three o'clock..." Zhao Ying felt a little embarrassed.