After walking out of Yanyuan, Yan Qingcheng did not go home. She followed her back to Fang Ming's apartment, Dongshan Villa.
It is said to be a villa, but it is actually a foothold of the Fang family in the capital. The dozens of miles of mountains are all lands consorted by the Fang family. The fifty-year lease rights are enough to make this place an independent kingdom like a saber base. .
Fang Ming came to Dongshan Villa for the first time, and he was greeted by Fang Hua, the person in charge of the villa.
Fang Hua is about forty years old. He was originally an ordinary farmer's youth in the countryside of Nandu City. He was Fang Tianhao's playmate since childhood.
Fang Tianhao traveled around the capital and once caused the Ziguang Pavilion incident that shocked China. This Dongshan villa was created that year.
As someone trusted by Fang Tianhao, Fang Hua took care of Dongshan Villa without any leakage, making it an excellent contact location in the capital.
I heard that Fang Ming was coming, so Fang Hua cleaned the courtyard very clean early in the morning.
The bluestone slabs that were originally covered with fallen leaves were swept cleanly, with broom marks left on them. The sunlight shone down from the gaps between the towering locust trees, leaving a mottled ground.
Fang Hua lowered his hands and led a group of old servants of the Fang family to wait in front of the door.
"Young Master." Seeing Fang Ming, Fang Hua bowed slightly, his wrinkled face was full of obedience.
Next to Fang Hua was a young woman in a purple long dress, staring at Fang Ming curiously with big watery eyes. At Fang Ming's gaze above, the young woman couldn't help but blush her cheeks and lowered her head shyly.
Blush, girls nowadays rarely show this cute natural blush except when they are drunk.
"Xiaohong, I haven't come to join the young master yet." Fang Hua blamed his daughter.
Fang Xiaohong playfully stuck out her tongue and bowed to Fang Ming.
Fang Ming raised his hand and helped both the Fang family's father and daughter up. His tone was gentle and kind: "Uncle Hua, thank you for your hard work, I'll stay here for two days."
Fang Hua said excitedly: "Young Master rarely comes, so you must stay for two more days."
Fang Ming smiled faintly, he naturally held Yan Qingcheng's hand, and generously introduced to Fang Hua: "Yan Qingcheng, my fiancée."
"Ah! It's young grandma." Fang Hua still saluted respectfully.
Yan Qingcheng quickly returned the gift.
Fang Xiaohong's round big eyes rolled a few times, and she looked at Yan Qingcheng in surprise and said, "Grandma, you are so beautiful."
The little girl's heartfelt praise made Yan Qingcheng smile happily. She touched Fang Xiaohong's head, took off a jade bracelet and said, "Xiaohong, this is for you, just give it to you as a gift."
"Thank you, Young Grandma." Xiaohong took it obediently and smiled brightly.
Yan Qingcheng's jade bracelet is a Myanmar A-grade product, worth hundreds of thousands of yuan, but the little girl's voice "Young Grandma" made her feel comfortable to the core.
After sending the two to their residence, Fang Hua and others retreated.
Yan Qingcheng looked around. These were two separate bedrooms, with large floor-to-ceiling windows and bright viewing platform. The furnishings were elegantly decorated, especially the big rose-red bed, which was soft like clouds. Yan Qingcheng didn't want to get up when he lay down. .
After lunch, Yan Qingcheng took a nap for a while, pushed open the carved floor-to-ceiling window and walked to the observation deck.
The observation deck is large, with a total of hundreds of square meters, with white tables and chairs and a blue parasol.
Yan Qingcheng pulled over the chair and sat down, the glass door opposite opened, and Fang Ming walked out in a loose pajama.
Fang Ming smiled at Yan Qingcheng, revealing her white teeth. He held a stack of information in his left hand. Yan Qingcheng took it over and saw Xiumei couldn't help but frown: "Pan Tianhan, you are studying him."
"Yes!" Fang Ming sat down, rubbing Yin Tang's acupoints: "The meeting of the Ministry of National Defense has been settled, and I must think about our future path."
Fang Ming used "we" instead of "me", and Yan Qingcheng's heart was warm.
"You are familiar with Mr. Pan."
“Unfamiliar.”
"Then what are you going to do."
"Go to visit him and talk to him."
Yan Qingcheng turned his face and his eyes widened, thinking whether Fang Ming was crazy.
In China, Pan Tianhan is a recognized think tank.
It is said that when reform and opening up was underway, some veterans in the party were still struggling with the line dispute. Pan Tianhan spent several days and nights to deliver a perfect report to the chief designer.
After serving as the governor of the central bank for fifteen years, Pan Tianhan has been implementing an active and prudent monetary policy, and China's economy has successfully achieved a soft landing.
Although he has been resigning for several years, Pan Tianhan is still an important think tank for the top leaders. Even several members of the Standing Committee of the Unigroup Pavilion call him "Old Pan" when they meet him.
Yan Qingcheng didn't understand why Fang Ming visited such a person for no reason.
"Fang Ming, have you heard of Wanbaoer?"
Wan Baoer, a famous lady in the capital, and his grandfather is also a veteran of **.
Since graduating from Harvard University's Finance Department, Wan Baoer has been active in the senior economics of China since graduating from the Department of Finance at Harvard University. The ambitious Wan Baoer is unwilling to be the vice president of the Development Bank. She actively contacted the financial tycoon and prepared the famous ones. China Economic Federation.
In order to expand its influence, Wan Baoer once visited Pan Tianhan, but was rejected by Mr. Pan. The next day, Mr. Pan published a sharp comment on the Economic Daily, "Privacylation is not a universal elixir", which made Wan Baoer look disgraceful. Seeing Mr. Pan's attitude, the chaebol quietly threw the completed crystal membership card into the trash can.
It’s not impossible to meet Pan Tianhan, but is it just so rash?
"It depends on you, Qingcheng."
Fang Ming's slender fingers tapped the table, leaning forward, like an attacking eagle, giving people an invisible sense of oppression: "Qingcheng, I heard that your family has a cloud dragon pattern Go."
Good guy, he really put his idea on me.
Yan Qingcheng's ** raised her head, leaned back, and opened a distance invisibly. She smiled at the corner of her mouth, wrapped in white pajamas, like a swaying water lily: "Our Yan family is a businessman, what are you going to do exchange."
Fang Ming's face suddenly stretched out, and invisible murderous aura filled with him. He suddenly stood up suddenly and said loudly: "A top-notch handsome man, can you exchange it with this?"
As he said that, Fang Ming pulled Yan Qingcheng up without saying anything and hugged her tightly.
"You---" Yan Qingcheng exclaimed, his lips had been bitten tightly by Fang Ming. The other party's tongue unscrupulously knocked open his teeth, and the strong breath made Yan Qingcheng dizzy.
**After a kiss, Fang Ming gently relaxed the ape's arms and let Yan Qingcheng go.
"Hate." Yan Qingcheng looked shy, and she cursed again "bastard", then replied coquettishly: "Yunlong Go is my father's beloved thing. I told him that I am not sure."
"Qingcheng, as long as you take action, you are still easy to get it. I will wait for your good news for my husband."
Fang Ming smiled badly, got up and returned to his room.
This guy obviously took advantage of himself and gained benefits, but he left in a hurry as if he was afraid of losing money. It was so annoying.
"Grandma, your stuff is delivered."
A crisp sound rang out of the door. Fang Xiaohong held a small wrapped square box and knocked loudly on the door.
Yan Qingcheng hurriedly sorted out his clothes and hurriedly went downstairs to open the door.
"What's it?"
"I don't know, it was prepared by the young master. He said that the young grandma might be able to use it."
"Thank you!" Yan Qingcheng closed the door, thinking that something was so mysterious, but when she opened the box, she couldn't help but blushed: there was an undisassembled condom inside the box.
Is this guy hinting me?
No, I can't make this guy too proud. Yan Qingcheng didn't think about it: with a "pop", he threw the condom into the trash can.