Xilong Mountain is located in the suburbs of Shangjing. It has beautiful scenery and green forests. It is said that the mountain is not very high. It is not as steep as Mount Hua and Mount Tai are tall, but it has three points of charm.

The air in such a place is as quiet as orchids, with flowers, plants and trees forming a landscape, away from the hustle and bustle, and not close to people. If you choose to live as a place of residence, it would be inconvenient to be too far from the city. Most urban people think so, but it is precisely because they are too few to hide. Most wealthy people like the Yao Group build their own manor courtyards here.

He has no intention of selling or as a place for business. Most of the time he only uses his own home. Just like some clubs cannot enter a certain circle, if Yao Yi is not familiar with each other or invited, most people have never been to him. In other words, those who can come are either rich or noble. In his memory, this place is indeed a place to enter the leaders.

Real estate is a power-intensive industry, and it is the most admirable thing to be produced without staining. However, this industry is approved after all, and in reality, it is necessary to have such a place that is safe and secret. On the surface, it can be used as a place for leisure, but in fact it can also be used as the most hidden place.

It's hidden enough to have no camera. Believe me, although it's the 21st century, there is really such a place - the common people are poor and the big guys are afraid of change.

Most people always think that those above may make their lives look like... In fact, that is really different...

Yao Yi was born into that different place, and he had no choice, after all.

He often thinks that what is good for the rich second generation and what he does. If he succeeds, he is said to be the bride of his ancestors. If he fails, then you are simply a waste among the waste. He is indeed not short of money, but he also lacks a lot of happiness.

Having said that, I have to go to my father’s birthday, but Yao Ling mentioned that he would wear his own clothes back... It’s very difficult to deal with.

There is a custom-made suit in Italy, but there are no suitable shoes. Just beg people when applying for the job. Maybe the people you see may think that your clothes are fake, but when you go home, they are all people who know the goods. Don’t make it tens of thousands of dollars on your body and hundreds on your feet. Only the rich second generation is disdainful of playing with the nouveau riche style, haha.

However, his style is not suitable for his recent wear... On that occasion, they are all entrepreneurial friends of the old man. Who can breathe is not the one who closes his eyes and opens them and enters and leaves tens of millions, and those second-generation friends are not simple people either.

He would be too simple, just like wearing big shorts to visit the Golden Palace. It would be too strange. At that time, he would create many gimmicks in vain, and it would be boring and boring. The most annoying thing is that everyone will ask you what you think.

He was tired of explaining these days.

It’s still about wearing it according to the purpose of returning to Young Master Yao, but the dressing is no different from before... It’s a very realistic difficulty - I can’t afford it!

Are the raw materials for those clothes fabrics? They are clearly RMB!

Staring at the street stalls in the rental house, Yao Yi really felt what it means to compromise with money...

"Forget it," he thought for a while, but still couldn't wear the customized suit and the pair of shoes at the subway entrance. He called the old sister, and after beating twice, someone answered it. He said, "Sister, I remember that I had clothes on your place before, right?"

"Do you want me to take it?"

"You brought it?!" He was slightly surprised to be happy.

"I don't." Yao Ling said it simply.

It was so crisp that Yao Yi almost choked herself with an old phlegm, "Then I really can't do it decent, I can only say sorry."

"I'm lying to you. I know you're really leaving the house with nothing. I'm afraid that something will happen to you, so I'll take it for you. But I might be late at five o'clock...thirty, almost forty."

"It's okay. If you have a short time, don't take a detour to pick me up. I'll take a taxi to the intersection on the mountain to wait for you."

After putting down the phone, Yao Yi felt that she could calm down, so she sorted out and then put in some time to go out.

Mi Meng asked him where he was going, and he said he would go home to celebrate his father's birthday. It was nothing wrong, but the little girl probably wouldn't think of him worrying about clothes. She said happy birthday and didn't think much about it.

After going downstairs, he took a taxi by himself, and the money was still affordable.

He stopped one casually, got in the car and said, "Master, go to Xilong Mountain."

The master looked up at him, looking and scrutinizing in his eyes.

Yao Yi looked at the six roads and observed them in detail, and naturally knew his thoughts - the destination belonged to a wealthy area in a sense, and the driver running on the road would definitely know it.

But he doesn't look very similar now.

I don't bother to say more, passers-by ignore it.

But while driving, the master started chatting with him, "I want to say that the scenery of Xilong Mountain is really good, but it's still late at night, so I'm still going up the mountain?"

He paused and explained, "I mean it is easy to go to this time and there, but it is difficult to take a taxi when you come back."

Yao Yi found it a bit fun and funny. She just said whatever she wanted, just say it directly, just like teasing the little girl. Her goal was to walk the waterway to explore the quietness, so she had to wipe it off and say that I love you forever.

All the fancy ones.

Seeing that he had no reaction, the driver said, "Brother, I won't lie to you, it's not to earn you this. It's really hard to take a taxi in that place."

Indeed, it is a fact.

So Yao Yi replied, "It's okay, master, don't worry, I won't come back tonight."

Not coming back?

The driver muttered in his heart, it didn't look like it...

Gradually, the city was left behind, the dim lights were replaced by green jungles, and the road leading to the mountain became increasingly deserted. There were only street lights on both sides to the distance, even if one of them occasionally passed by was still full of sound.

The driver praised it all the time, wishing that Fujiwara Takumi could possess it.

Yao Yi contacted his sister in the car, and the time was almost the same. Yao Ling's car was parked at the intersection of the Panshan Highway ramp on the mountain.

"Can't go up?" asked the master.

"Go." Yao Yi untied her seat belt and left the car money.

The master glanced at the front right and then explained the confusion - the license plate number told him that the young man might really live on it.

After getting into his sister's car, Yao Yi quickly changed his clothes. Seeing that he was busy with no need, Yao Ling said, "I think you might as well forget it. Look at the trouble, are you upset?"

Yao Yi is tall and it is really hard to move around in this small space.

But people, if they do what they like, they are so tired that they sweat a lot, and their kidneys are so weak that they cannot bear the branches. They are also enjoyable.

"There is no turning back when you open the bow. If you want to forget about it, can I survive?"

Yao Ling didn't have any expectations, just said that, thinking, let's make trouble, change the way he thought, with such conditions, such trouble would be better than the bad habit of acquiring female stars every day, right?

Thinking of this, I actually found it was quite good.

Yao Ling didn't mention this and turned around and asked, "So have you gained something recently?"

Yao Yi said while wearing it: "Of course there are, let's take today's events as an example. My growing environment tells me that you can't do anything if you have money, but now thinking about it, you still have to be better."

Yao Ling listened to it interestingly and laughed: "Is that true?"

"Yes, because bowing to the banknotes is not good."

I wondered when he had been worried about his clothes, it was really the first time to be.
Chapter completed!