Space-time plane crossing

Chapter 834 Rothschild

After the change of appearance, Yang Cong was renamed Yang Er, and Yuan Tiangang was called Yuan Tian.

"Master... Young Master, why do we have to go by car?" Yuan Tiangang asked Yang Cong in confusion.

"We are just people going to Zhongnan Mountain for tourism now." Yang Cong cast a glance at Yuan Tiangang, and said, "And I am a helpless dude, you know."

"Understood, young master." Yuan Tiangang replied.

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Zhongnan Mountain is in the northwest of S City. It takes four hours to get there by car.

During the time sitting in the car, Yang Cong had been meditating with his eyes closed.

Constantly calculating gossip at the dantian.

Sitting next to Yang Cong was a young girl about eighteen or nineteen years old, with a good skin and a very quiet look.

And this girl also looked at Yang Cong from time to time, because she was very puzzled, whether she was unattractive or not, Yang Cong had never looked at her directly since getting in the car.

Originally you said it was okay if people didn't look at you, but now you want people to look at you, so you said you don't understand what girls are thinking.

The girl's name is Zhou Shuihe. She is also a college student. She just entered the university this year. Now that she is on vacation, she is traveling.

Yang Cong, who was meditating with his eyes closed, also felt the gaze of the girl beside him.

But Yang Cong didn't care too much, after all. . .He's also pretty handsome.

But when Yang Cong was still meditating with his eyes closed, he patted with one hand.

"What's wrong?" Yang Cong turned his head to look at Zhou Shuihe with some doubts.

"Are you frigid?"

Zhou Shuihe said this directly, which made Yang Cong a little shocked.

"What did you say?" Yang Cong thought he had heard wrong.

"I said, are you frigid?" Zhou Shuihe repeated without blushing.

"Ahem...Girl, where did you come from when you said this about me?" Yang Cong was not angry because of Zhou Shuihe's words, but instead aroused a little interest.

"You said that a beautiful woman just sits next to you like this, and you just don't even look at it?" Zhou Shuihe felt angry when he saw Yang Cong's calm look.

"Big beauty?" Yang Cong smiled and looked at Zhou Shuihe: "Are you talking about yourself?"

"That's a bit discerning." Seeing Yang Cong like this, Zhou Shuihe couldn't help but feel better.

"Haha." Yang Cong was also amused by Zhou Shuihe.

"What are you laughing at?" Seeing Yang Cong smiling, Zhou Shuihe was unhappy.

"It's nothing, I just think you're very interesting." Yang Cong said with a smile.

"Of course, I'm the pistachio of our school." Zhou Shuihe raised his head proudly.

But seeing Zhou Shuihe like this, Yang Cong couldn't help but glance at Zhou Shuihe's chest.

And Yang Cong's glance was also discovered by Zhou Shuihe.

He quickly put his hands on his chest and looked at Yang Cong vigilantly: "Pervert."

"Me? It's the first time someone said that to me." Yang Cong said with a smile.

"Look at you, your family is quite rich." Zhou Shuihe said, casting a glance at Yang Cong.

"It's okay, so-so." In Yang Cong's eyes, it was indeed so-so, and no amount of money would be of any use to him.

So money is useless to him.

"Don't quibble, I think the clothes you are wearing are all handmade." Zhou Shuihe said with a look of seeing through Yang Cong.

"You discovered all of this." I forgot about this. Dongfang Bai and the others bought Yang Cong's clothes for him, so he didn't think much about it.

For the concept of clothes, he just thinks that he can wear them.

While Yang Cong and Zhou Shuihe were chatting, a young man appeared next to Yang Cong.

"Hey...brother, can you change your position?" The young man patted Yang Cong's shoulder and said.

"Oh? Change seats?" Yang Cong looked at the young man in surprise, so he couldn't help turning his head to look at Zhou Shuihe who was sitting beside him.

Zhou Shuihe shook his head slightly at Yang Cong, obviously not wanting Yang Cong to change places with that young man.

Yang Cong smiled at the young man, shook his head and said, "Sorry, I didn't think about changing positions."

"Brother, don't lose face, do you know who I am?" The young man obviously didn't expect Yang Cong to reject him, so he was a little angry.

"Do you think I should know who you are?" Yang Cong sat in his seat and looked at the young man as if nothing had happened.

"Brothers, someone is provoking us." The young man shouted, and saw several young people standing up in an instant.

"What, want to fight?" Yang Cong looked at the people in front of him with some amusement.

You said that if Xiao Yan knew that he was threatened by a group of brats, would he laugh at him?

"Forget it, you should trade with him." Zhou Shuihe also pulled Yang Cong's arm with some worry, and whispered.

And just when everyone's attention was focused on Yang Cong, a pair of strong hands instantly pushed the leading young man to the ground.

"You dare to despise my young master, too?" A deep voice came into the ears of those young people, and they couldn't help but shudder.

"A lesson is enough, don't hit too hard." Yang Cong said casually.

"Yes, sir."

Then, in just a few seconds, the young people who were arrogant at the beginning were all lying on the ground like dogs chewing mud.

"He... who is he?"

Zhou Shuihe also looked at Yang Cong in surprise when he saw that time was crushing against those young people.

"Tell him." Yang Cong replied casually, "My bodyguard."

"Wow, you are so awesome. You actually have bodyguards." Zhou Shuihe looked at Yang Cong, and then whispered in Yang Cong's ear: "My dad said that those who have bodyguards are either high-status people or someone. The young master of a consortium, who are you?"

"What do you think?" Yang Cong felt that Zhou Shuihe was more and more interesting. There was still some way to Zhongnan Mountain, and it was quite interesting to talk to Zhou Shuihe along the way.

"I think...you must be the young master of a consortium, right, because that person called you young master just now." Zhou Shuihe said.

"En." Yang Cong nodded slightly.

"Then tell me your name, and let me guess which consortium you belong to." Zhou Shuihe kept asking Yang Cong as if he had infinite curiosity.

"Before I tell your name, shouldn't you also tell me my name?" Yang Cong looked at Zhou Shuihe with a smile.

"Me, my name is Zhou Shuihe, the one of the week, the lotus of Shuihe lotus." Zhou Shuihe said: "What about you, is your surname Rothschild?"

(End of this chapter)