My ex-girlfriend thought I was poor, so I made 100 million by betting on stones.

"It's nothing. Go back and rest for a while. Your parents probably didn't go shopping again today, right?"

Yang Feng asked.

Zhao Zhuwei rolled her eyes and said, "You underestimated their interest. Just now you told me that you didn't have to wait for them for dinner."

"It's okay. As long as we can be back before tomorrow morning, when will we return home?"

"After attending the auction tomorrow morning, you can go to the airport in the afternoon."

Zhao Zhuwei said, somewhat strangely: "Hey, you want to return to China?"

"Well, I suddenly remembered that there are some very important things to do."

Yang Feng remembered that Qingtian had given him an address before.

He said that there was his inheritance there, and there were many precious spiritual objects.

However, Yang Feng did not go there for those things, but because he wanted to unlock some secrets related to Sima Mountain.

Yang Feng felt that there should be clues left there.

After all, he had never promised to help him deal with Sima Shan, and if he was really alive, he would be an old monster hundreds of years old.

How can my little arms twist those thick legs?

Yang Feng still knew how much he weighed.

Zhao Zhuwei thought Yang Feng was strange, but she didn't ask any more questions.

Get off at the gate of the manor.

Yang Feng wanted to take a walk, so he followed Zhao Zhuwei on the path in the manor.

It was already past four in the afternoon.

There is something special about the sunset today.

There was a burning cloud in the sky, turning the surrounding area into a hazy red.

Yang Feng walked a little slower until he found a smooth stone next to the pond to sit on.

This pond is not small, probably several hundred square meters.

Inside you can see some specially selected stones and some beautiful fish.

After Yang Feng watched this for a while, someone suddenly knocked on his back.

"What on earth are you looking at? Why do I feel like there are no loaches here after looking at it for a long time?"

Zhao Zhuwei's voice suddenly came from the side.

Yang Feng was stunned for a moment and said, "What loach?"

"Isn't it the only time you catch loaches that you remain motionless and then suddenly take action?"

Zhao Zhuwei asked curiously.

Yang Feng looked helpless and said, "I'm just thinking."

"Oh~ What are you thinking about?"

"If I told you, then why would I be brooding on it?"

"Bad guy, then you just don't tell me, you have to arouse my curiosity."

Zhao Zhuwei puffed out her cheeks in dissatisfaction.

Seeing her appearance, Yang Feng suddenly laughed and said, "By the way, I'm leaving soon. Is there anything you need to do?"

"This one……"

Zhao Zhuwei thought for a while and said, "How about we take a photo as a souvenir?"

"Okay, let the housekeeper find a camera and come over here..."

"I don't want to take pictures here. Let's go to the Iron Tower. It's a landmark building after all."

Zhao Zhuwei is a little serious.

In fact, neither of them liked the tower.

Although it is famous all over the world, they don't think it is fun there.

But when it comes to taking pictures, I still want to take a photo next to this kind of building.

After Yang Feng and Zhao Zhuwei went to the Iron Tower to take another photo, they took her around the night market in Bacheng.

The customs and customs here are completely different from those in China.

But the good thing is that Yang Feng deliberately learned French before coming.

Therefore, he basically has no pressure to communicate with these people.

As it got late, the two of them returned home.

After a few days of busy work in Bacheng, Yang Feng felt a rare sense of comfort.

After a good sleep, the next day finally arrived.

morning.

The auction is about to begin.

For most people, this auction is still very exciting, because the owner of the auction house has brought many excellent new products.

But for Yang Feng, this auction was already a bit boring.

And under the control of so many experts, Yang Feng did not find a chance to miss anything at this auction.

As for surprises, it was far from being a surprise. After all, he felt that what could surprise him were the antiques taken away by Seinfeld.

Yang Feng knew that those antiques must contain secrets, otherwise there wouldn't be so many people fighting for them.

It's just that Yang Feng didn't buy anything.

He actually helped Zhao Guofeng select some cost-effective auction items.

As the auction ends.

In the afternoon, several people arrived at the airport under Birrell's personal escort.

Airport gate.

Biler looked at Yang Feng's leaving figure, with a bit more gratitude and reluctance in his eyes, and said: "Mr. Yang, thank you for coming this time. I will go to China in two days, and I will definitely... "

"We don't need to say these kind words. Just remember what I told you before."

"Yes, I will definitely investigate."

Birrell answered firmly.

Compared with Yang Feng's relaxed farewell, Zhao Guofeng and his wife next to them were still a little nervous.

After exchanging pleasantries with Birrell, he walked into the airport.

In fact, after this trip to Bacheng, the two of them were still extremely surprised.

Even Yang Feng explained that he and Birrell were friends.

But Zhao Guofeng was not a fool. He could see that Birrell seemed more like trying to please Yang Feng.

But according to Biler's identity, he actually needs to please Yang Feng?

"Uncle, it's time to get on the plane."

Yang Feng reminded him, and then he walked forward first.

Zhao Guofeng shook his head and sighed: "You are really old."

"What, you suddenly feel like you can't do it anymore?"

"Alas, it's the age of young people."

Zhao Guofeng shook his head.

Qiu Yuexiang looked at Zhao Zhuwei's figure and said, "We have a daughter."

"Huh? What do you mean?"

Zhao Guofeng was surprised.

Qiu Yuexiang narrowed her eyes and smiled and said, "You will know when you return to China."

She didn't say much.

The plane took off soon.

This trip to Bacheng was also Yang Feng's first time going abroad, and he saw many things that he had never seen before.

Because of the time difference.

When Yang Feng got off the plane, it happened to be the morning of Jiangcheng time.

familiar scene.

Yang Feng felt that everything was so familiar.

Jiangcheng.

Airport gate.

"Uncle, I still have something to do, so I won't go back with you."

Yang Feng said goodbye to Zhao Guofeng and his wife.

He looked at Zhao Zhuwei, who wanted to play with Yang Feng, but was held back by Qiu Yuexiang, who seemed to have something to tell Zhao Zhuwei.

Yang Feng happened to leave the airport alone in a car.

He just saw the message from the person in charge of his investment company.

The contract to acquire the game company has been negotiated, but he needs to go over and take a look.

Yang Feng felt that he should also meet his former colleagues, so that he could know what the projects he once worked on have become like now.

As the black car stopped at the entrance of a software park.

Yang Feng walked to the steps in front of a building.

He stopped.

It was nine o'clock in the morning, the rush hour for work, and people were rushing to and from the door.

Yang Feng raised his head and looked at the door that he had entered and exited countless times in the past few years. Many memories came to his mind.

Only this time, his mentality was different when he came back here.

"I never thought that one day I would become the boss of a company here."

Yang Feng said to himself.

Coincidentally, Hao Yun, who came to work in the company, spotted him.

"Hey, Yang Feng, have you returned to China?!"

Hao Yun's voice of surprise came from behind.