Chapter six hundred and ninety-ninth, you have to pick it up
Six bodyguards, four men and two women, all foreigners in suits and ties. Such a group of people in business class is destined to attract attention.
Fang Zhe felt very tired, so he put on a blindfold and went to sleep on the plane. The bodyguard at his side did not wake him up when the plane meal came.
When he was about to land, Fang Zhe was woken up and went to the restroom to wash his face and wake up.
I returned to my seat and fastened my seat belt, and the plane started to land.
There is a dedicated shuttle bus for first class passengers, so there is no need to squeeze into the bus. Even so, Fang Zhe still misses the high-speed rail.
How can I put it, even if it is a private plane, the feeling in the sky is unreliable.
At the exit of the airport, Yun Jue was already waiting here. Yun Jue couldn't do that kind of thing like driving a car into the airport.
"Let's take a seven-seater business car, it's more comfortable." Yun Jue took Fang Zhe's hand and got into the car behind. An SUV in front led the way, and three bodyguards were in that car. There was another car behind, which was also a bodyguard.
's car.
Fang Zhe knew that she must have arranged everything clearly, so he didn't say anything and just did as she was told.
Probably seeing Fang Zhe's low energy, Yun Jue leaned against him and bumped his shoulder lightly: "Are you under a lot of pressure?"
"No, I have always been like this when flying. No matter how long it takes, I will definitely lose my energy when I get down."
Yun Jue tilted her head and thought about it, it seemed that this was really the problem.
"As for me, I should have gone to Hong Kong City long ago, but my mother held my hand and said, no matter what else, you have to pick me up."
Fang Zhe didn’t quite understand the meaning of these words, Yun Jue didn’t mean to explain further, and Fang Zhe didn’t ask. They just leaned together quietly, Fang Zhe closed his eyes to rest, and thought about the meaning of what he just said.
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Unknowingly, Fang Zhe fell asleep again. When he woke up, the cars in front and behind him were gone. The most amazing seven-seater business coaster stopped at the gate of a community.
Yun Jue wiped his face with a wet tissue in his hand, then leaned back and looked: "Very good, very energetic!"
Fang Zhe couldn't help but laugh. The timing of this line was really amazing!
This community looks to be quite a few years old. The courtyard is lined with green trees. The leaves on both sides of the road block the sunlight. The ground is mottled all the way. The road is also an old cement road. The edges have been repaired. This kind of community is imperial.
There are still some.
"Everyone from my grandparents' generation is gone, so don't worry too much. An aunt usually helps look after the house here. My parents live in the imperial capital when they return, and I rarely live here when I come back." Yun
Jue didn't know if he was explaining or comforting.
At the entrance of the small courtyard, Yunhao squatted on the roadside smoking. Was he kicked out to receive guests?
Seeing that the car was stable, Yun Hao had a cold expression on his face. Fang Zhe did not expect this expression on his face. The two looked at each other for a few seconds, but Yun Jue did not move in the car. Yun Hao sighed: "I'm sorry, brother.
!”
Before Fang Zhe could react, Yunhao took action and hit his stomach with a quick punch, which really hurt.
Fang Zhe's waist was bent like a cooked shrimp, and he squatted on the ground, holding on to the ground with one hand, breathing heavily.
This must have meant no fatal blow, otherwise with Fang Zhe's physique, Yunhao could make him vomit with one punch.
When Fang Zhe recovered, Yunhao reached out and pulled him up: "I'm sorry, buddy, I am your uncle, I have to express my gratitude."
This man is so pretentious, so pretentious. Fang Zhe probably understands what he means! This is an interview!
Yun Jue came up and raised his hand to knock off Yun Hao's hand, glaring at him fiercely: "There will be no next time!"
There were two women in the house, one was Meng Tingzhi, and the other was Yun Hao's wife. Yun Jue took the initiative to explain: "My mother lives in this house now, my father is busy at work, and my aunt has another place to live."
Okay, there are so many things going wrong in this kind of family. No, they call it rules.
Fang Zhe stepped forward to call for someone, and Meng Tingzhi looked at him with a smile: "Did you get beaten?"
Fang Zhe nodded with a wry smile: "That's right!"
"It's good if you can think of it this way. Come in." Meng Tingzhi turned around and went back.
Fang Zhe followed the door, and Meng Tingzhi smiled and said: "It's been a hard journey, sit down and rest, I'll go to the kitchen."
There was not much to say, and it was not cold, it was just a very natural way of reception. In conjunction with Yun Hao's previous punch, Fang Zhe figured out the taste. He subconsciously asked: "Where is the child?"
"He's sleeping upstairs. Auntie is watching." Yun Jue smiled and pushed him on the sofa.
Yunhao sat opposite and further explained: "If you can come, everything can be settled, that's all."
He just refused to say clearly that this child must have a father, and he must show it to the neighbors. What a roundabout way for these people to talk. No, just as I sat down, an aunt came in from outside, smiling like a Maitreya.
Seems like.
"Aunt Zhang." Yun Jue quickly stood up and greeted her. The aunt smiled and waved her hand: "Don't bother to greet me, I'll just take a look."
I really just took a look, then walked into the kitchen and said hello, turned around and left without looking back: "Don't give it away."
Meng Tingzhi in the kitchen really didn't mean to give it away, so she just said: "I'm busy, please go slowly."
Fang Zhe knew very well that there were indispensable gods in this courtyard, and the aunt just now was probably of a very high level.
This is the imperial capital. I saw a cyclist on the street, maybe he was the director of a certain department.
One after another, several more people came in. They all came in the same way, took a look, went to the kitchen with a smile, chatted for a few words, and left. Yun Jue gave an explanation: "They are all old neighbors in the yard. I want to express my gratitude."
Care. If you feel wronged, be patient."
To be honest, Fang Zhe is really not aggrieved at all, he just finds it interesting. Anyone who can come in and take a look must have a relationship with the Yun family. If the relationship is not good, he may say something unpleasant behind his back, but he can still come in and laugh.
Let’s take a look?
Yun Hao's wife followed him to help in the kitchen. When Fang Zhe could finally sit down, he remembered to ask him: "Is your home here too?" Yun Hao shook his head: "My dad moved out a long time ago, and then the house was changed.
, the old man paid for it, I won’t leave it to Yun Jue.”
Fang Zhe nodded: "It's safe to live in this house, but it's not valuable."
Yun Hao smiled and shook his head: "You can't buy this house even if you have money." Fang Zhe nodded in approval: "That's right."
"That's enough for you two. The one who is not short of money pretends to care about money, and the other who is short of money pretends not to love money." Yun Jue couldn't help but tease the two of them.
Yun Hao said: "Isn't this showing off your strengths? The more money you have, the more you love money. For someone like me who is short of money, even if I love money, I can't say it out loud because I don't want to lose face. But having said that, if the child really wants to live up to his reputation,
, what do I need so much money for?”
Fang Zhe now fully understands that in such a family, money may not really matter, but face cannot be compromised, so Fang Zhe has to come and pick up people, and this is for people to see.