Chapter 114 I Am Her Husband

Yang Huan walked out of Longhai Airport and breathed the authentic hometown air, and the whole person became energetic.

"Fifth, do you think that the moon in our house is rounder, the sun is bigger, and the stars are brighter?"

Lazily walking out of the waiting hall, Yang Huan raised his head. At dusk, the moon and the sun appeared in the sky at the same time.

Before waiting for Long Wu's reply, Yang Huan turned his head and found that the kid was playing with his mobile phone while walking.

It's funny to say, from London to Longhai, he has been playing all the time, day and night, how can he not get tired?

"Be careful of the telephone pole in front!" Yang Huan suddenly shouted.

Long Wu turned around in a hurry, and the whole person seemed to move a meter or two out of thin air. He raised his head and found some telephone poles in front of him.

"Master Huan, what's the matter?" Long Wu looked at Yang Huan, who was grinning in anger.

Yang Huan came over and patted him on the shoulder, "The fifth, you are not too young, don't be so decadent, think more about serious things, don't play games all day, and, most importantly, trouble you. Pay for playing games, don’t keep letting them give you free props, if everyone is like you, I’ll be at a loss!”

Long Wu also likes to use props when playing games, but unlike other players who use money to buy them, he directly finds Zhu Liangcheng and Wang Lin, or Lars Le Pinning and others, and asks them to add some props to his account. .

"Master Huan, aren't you the same?" Long Wu muttered very depressed.

How thick-skinned does this person have to be to ignore his own complicity, yet scold others?

"I'm different from you. The reason why I play a role against the sky in the game is mainly because of the plot!"

Yang Huan said it quite righteously, "Because every game needs a super awesome existence to stimulate the desperate competition and consumption of the local tyrants."

"I'm sacrificing my ego and fulfilling my larger self, you know?"

Long Wu secretly said, I really don't understand, otherwise, let me do such a great and meaningful thing?

"Forget it, I know you don't understand!" Yang Huan shook his head and walked forward.

As soon as the two walked to the parking lot, an Audi drove quickly from a distance and stopped firmly in front of them.

"Master Huan, you are finally back!" The driver and housekeeper, Uncle Ming, quickly got out of the car.

Although he was a housekeeper, he watched Yang Huan grow up since he was a child, and always regarded Yang Huan as his own son and nephew.

At home, both Yang Wenfeng and Yang Huan respect Uncle Ming very much.

Uncle Ming followed Yang Baoping all the way from Wei Mo.

"Uncle Ming, long time no see!" Yang Huan smiled and waved, but he opened the car door and sat in the back row.

Long Wu also sat in the front passenger seat.

Uncle Ming originally wanted to run down to help Yang Huan with his luggage, but who knew that Young Master Huan had no luggage at all, and sat back in the driver's seat.

"Master Huan, as soon as the master and his wife heard that you were coming back, they were all looking forward to it at home." Uncle Ming drove around a corner, drove out of Longhai Airport, and headed for the city.

"Oh, how are grandpa and grandma?"

"Okay, all good!" Uncle Ming replied with a smile.

From the rearview mirror, this young master Huan has been in the UK for a few months. He is a little darker than before, but he looks more energetic.

In the past, Yang Huan used to spend a lot of time, with a kind of morbid pallor, but now he appears to be very energetic.

Sure enough, this person will only be mature and stable after getting some outside experience.

"Uncle Ming, it's still early. Let's go to the WeChat company first. You can call home and talk about it."

Uncle Ming thought for a while, he understood the temper of this young master Huan, and nodded in agreement.

After calling, Yang Baoping and his wife were eager to see their grandson, but they also felt that serious matters were more important.

Soon, Audi came to the gate of the WeChat company's office building.

"Master Huan, I won't go. I'll park the car and wait for you in the lobby downstairs."

Yang Huan was also aware of Uncle Ming's temper, so he didn't force it, and nodded in agreement.

With Long Wu, I walked into the lobby, found the elevator, and went directly to the 18th floor where WeChat China headquarters is located.

As soon as the elevator door opened, Yang Huan and Long Wu came out and saw the WeChat China logo and company sign.

"Little Wang, who was that handsome guy in a famous brand just now?" a woman asked.

"The Crown Prince of Sovereign Group, Ma Jun." Xiao Wang replied.

"Oh, it turns out to be him, no wonder I feel familiar when I look at it." The woman suddenly realized, "Why did he come to find Miss Zhang?"

Xiao Wang shook an invitation card in his hand, "Ask Miss Zhang to go to the imperial court for dinner."

"Candlelight dinner!" the woman shouted enviously.

"I heard that he and Miss Zhang were college classmates and pursued them hard for four years, but Miss Zhang never agreed. Later, it seemed that they met again at some alumni meeting. Since then, he has been sending flowers to Miss Zhang."

"Oh, it turns out that he is the one who has been sending flowers to Miss Zhang for more than a month." The woman exclaimed again.

With this exclamation, several women around him immediately came over.

The most favorite topic in the office is undoubtedly the gossip news, especially the gossip of the beautiful boss.

"This Ma Jun is incredible. Sovereign Group's assets of over 10 billion will be owned by him in the future. As soon as he returned to China, he completed an acquisition of over 100 million assets, which is regarded as one of Longhai's business community. A rising star."

"I've heard of this, and it's been published in the newspapers. I heard that some people call him the head of the Four Young Masters of Longhai."

"Fourth Young Master Longhai?"

"Those who are good at it are the rich second generation of some big consortiums."

"Really? Is there our young master Huan?"

"No, it's been almost half a year since Master Huan went to the UK. Although there are constant news, everyone doesn't pay much attention to it. There was even a piece of news that said that Master Huan was able to do so many things because of Mr. Yang's ideas behind the scenes. Everyone doesn't know what Young Master Huan looks like."

"Yeah, I heard that the four young masters of Longhai must be super rich second-generation handsome and talented."

"If I can meet one, then I will be satisfied for the rest of my life."

"Hee hee, just go on with your nympho spring dreams!"

"That is, can the rich second generation like you? If you want to find it, you are also looking for a beautiful lady like our Miss Zhang."

As soon as Yang Huan entered the door, he saw a group of women in OL uniforms chatting and gossiping in the office.

This was the first time he had heard of the Fourth Young Master Longhai.

Could it be that they judged it after I went to the UK?

I had heard of the Fourth Young Master in the capital before, but I didn't expect Longhai to be outdone, and the Fourth Young Master of Longhai also appeared.

Yang Huan didn't have much interest in this kind of thing, but he didn't expect that this guy named Ma Jun had his mind on his woman. He wanted to see how bold this man was.

"Hey, who are you?"

A woman in the aisle saw Yang Huan and Long Wu walk in and asked immediately.

"I'm looking for Zhang Ning." Yang Huan said lightly.

"Miss Zhang is not here."

"Where are you going?" Yang Huan frowned.

"Going to the head office for a meeting." Seeing that Yang Huan's posture was not easy, the woman replied casually.

But after thinking about it, it's not right, "Excuse me, who are you?"

Yang Huan thought for a while, then smiled: "When she comes back, you can tell her that I will wait for her to eat in the imperial court."

The imperial court, the imperial court.

"Then, may I ask who you are..."

Yang Huan turned around with a smile and walked towards the elevator again, but dropped a sentence that stunned everyone present.

"I am her husband!"

husband? !

The office girls present were dumbfounded!

Miss Zhang has a husband?

My God, do you really have a husband?

When everyone saw Yang Huan and Long Wu disappear into the elevator door, they immediately turned to Zhang Ning's assistant, Xiao Wang.

The latter shook his head, "I don't know, I've never heard it from Miss Zhang."

"Yes, I've never heard Miss Zhang mention it.

"I have seen Miss Zhang's file, and she clearly states that she is unmarried."

"Yeah, could this guy be a liar?"

"It must be, it must be a liar."

"Maybe it's a fan of Miss Zhang who deliberately deceived people!"

For a while, chattering discussions broke out in the office again, and almost no one believed what Yang Huan said.

Ten minutes later, Zhang Ning walked out of the elevator door, and the discussion came to an abrupt end.

"Miss Zhang, Mr. Ma Junma came to you just now and asked you to come to the imperial court for dinner." Assistant Xiao Wang immediately greeted you, and handed over the invitation card that Ma Jun handed over to her.

Zhang Ning took it over to take a look, and then he remembered that tonight is Christmas Eve, and tomorrow is Christmas.

"I'm not free!" Zhang Ning shoved the invitation back into the assistant's hands.

"But Mr. Ma said he would always be there waiting."

Zhang Ning just took two steps and stopped again, "Then you can call him and tell me he won't go, he can just wait."

When everyone in the office heard it, they couldn't help but admire it.

Zhang Ning's title of Iceberg Beauty is not fake!

Even an invitation from a well-known rich second-generation like Ma Jun, if he doesn't want to go, what can he do?

"Oh, yes, Miss Zhang!"

When Zhang Ning just walked to the door of the office and reached out to open the door, the assistant Xiao Wang behind him suddenly remembered.

"A gentleman came to you just now, and he said...he is your husband!"

Everyone else in the office had a gloating attitude at this time, waiting for Zhang Ning to get angry.

But who knows, Zhang Ning was shocked when he heard it. Huo Di turned around and asked eagerly, "Is he around twenty years old? There is a servant who is younger than him?"

"Yes... yes!" Xiao Wang was frightened by Zhang Ning's gaffe.

Zhang Ning walked up quickly and grabbed Xiao Wang's shoulders with both hands, "Then what did he say?"

"He said he was waiting for you to eat in the imperial court."

"Royal Court?"

When Zhang Ning heard this, he quickly walked out of the office, ignoring the dumbfoundedness of his assistant and the group of people behind him.

He is back!

Why did he come back all of a sudden?

This bastard, he didn't make a phone call when he came back, was he trying to surprise me!

Seeing Zhang Ning leave in a hurry, everyone in the office was in a frenzy.

Could that person really be Miss Zhang's husband?

Looking at her nervous appearance, even if it is not her husband, she must be a lover!

It turns out that Miss Zhang has already owned a famous flower!

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While Zhang Ning was standing in the elevator, anxious like an ant on a hot pot, Yang Huan walked into the Imperial Court Restaurant.

This is the top restaurant in Longhai, and it is also a gathering place for countless political and business celebrities.

It is also Yang Huan's favorite place to go before.

Although he hadn't come for more than half a year, the manager of this restaurant still recognized Yang Huan, the big benefactor, at a glance.

Anyone who really knows Longhai knows that Yang Huan is a character who can walk sideways in Longhai.

"Master Huan, that's Mr. Ma Junma over there!"

Yang Huan smiled lightly, "Okay, you arrange it, I want the table next to him, don't disturb him, what should I do!"

After that, Yang Huan walked over with Long Wu without waiting for the restaurant manager to agree.

At this time, Ma Jun was whispering to his three best friends, as if he was studying how they would make some surprises for her when Zhang Ning appeared. ()