Regarding the political and business entanglements in the United States, I won’t go into details for the time being. Compared with his previous life, Yang Cheng’s vision is now broader. He has received much more news and insider information. Most of them have never seen newspapers, and even no gossip has been reported. He knew that it was just a joke, but he didn't dare to say it. God knows what crazy things those guys who recognize money and don't recognize their lives can do to him.
Although the Yang family rarely participates in politics, it is impossible to be in this circle without political assistance. As mentioned earlier, the Yang family is trying its best to seek political protection. During this period, there are many collisions with people. As for the result is obvious, the Yang family still stands tall, of course, this kind of thing will not be less in the future, and this is for the time being.
looked back to the lotte hotel casino VIP room, everyone waited for Jin Jingdao's answer with bated breath.
"I choose the first one."
As soon as the answer came out, everyone in the room had different expressions, "surprised", "surprised", "still surprised".
A young and energetic guy, how could he take this breath and choose to be quiet?
Liu Jianjun was even more furious, ignoring Jin Jingdao's injuries, slapped him on his back, and yelled in his ear, "Xiao Jin, you've figured it out for me."
Yang Cheng's face did not change much, but she was disappointed in her heart. He thought that the casino experience could erase the edges and corners of his body and make things smoother. Unexpectedly, even the sharpness in his bones was lost, alas. . .
Ignoring Jin Jingdao, in the eyes of Yang Cheng, he was reduced to out-and-out waste. Some of the waste can be recycled and reused. Some of the waste can really only be thrown into the garbage dump, leaving him to fend for himself. Obviously Jin Respect Dao belongs to the second category. Yang Cheng doesn't have the patience to help him regain his confidence, so he has to walk down the road he chose.
Turned his head back, looked at Xin Zhengyi with a smile, as if he had never said that choice before, and said, "Manager Xin, we can talk about cooperation."
After finishing talking, he embraced Hannah and returned to the sofa. As for Jin Jingdao, Liu Jianjun dragged him down to deal with the injuries, like a dead dog.
Xin Zhengyi glanced at Yang Cheng deeply, waved his hand to let his subordinates go out, and sat opposite Yang Cheng, "Mr. Yang, how do you want to cooperate?"
"I have a piece of land in Seoul, and in Seoul Forest, the location is quite good. I use the land to buy shares. You lotte will provide the capital and the staff. How about our cooperation and development?" Yang Cheng stopped selling the gate and simply threw out the bait. Don't worry about the fish not getting the bait.
Sure enough, Xin Zhengyi smiled even more. This is to send money to the door, but he did not take it lightly. With the character that Yang Cheng just revealed that the fault will be reported, how can he give a big pie to Lotte for nothing.
"Dare to ask Mr. Yang, what is the basis of cooperation between you and me." Xin Zhengyi pushed his glasses, a typical example of a gentle scum.
"Haha, smart, cooperation is naturally conditional, but when it comes to other fields, you have to talk to a higher-level person, and I trouble you to help recommend it. You can rest assured, the conditions are not difficult, it is lotte beneficial to you." Yang Cheng applauded and laughed. Hannah was relieved at this moment, and the little hand held by Yang Cheng no longer trembled. Seeing Yang Cheng happy, she naughty scratched Yang Cheng's palm.
I didn’t blame her for being foolish, blinked at Hannah, gave her a look that was almost done, and heard Xin Zhengyi say, “Well, I can arrange for Mr. Yang to meet with a higher-level person in charge, but can you tell Mr. Yang? His true identity, so as not to neglect the distinguished guests."
This Xin Zhengyi is quite talkative. It seems that the Xin family has spared no effort in nurturing the younger generation, even if it is a side branch, Yang Cheng admired it in his heart.
"I'm Yang Cheng, from New York. If you are interested, you will know it."
Speaking of this, the first meeting with Lotte Xin’s family came to an end. After Xin Zhengyi’s enthusiasm stayed, Yang Cheng asked him, the local snake, to help book a luxury sea-view villa, as well as a 30-meter fly bridge yacht, of course. It is payable, and he does not need to take advantage of others.
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Because of the light meal at the golf club at noon, Yang Cheng and the others are not too hungry at the moment. In addition, the weather today is so good that there is not even a slight breeze. The sea is calm and the waves are not the usual magnificent waves. It is very suitable for going out to sea. , The people who contacted the yacht club, in addition to arranging chefs and waiters, the captain was Hansen. For the special forces who had piloted torpedo patrol boats, driving a small yacht is no better than playing a remote-controlled boat.
Not to mention Hansen, Yang Cheng himself also has a yacht driver's license, but he is too lazy to drive. He still wants to go on a cruise with Hannah.
After receiving the notice, the staff of the Yacht Club quickly prepared to go to sea. At the same time, according to the requirements of Yangcheng, they loaded a large amount of fresh water and barbecue ingredients. Of course, if you are lucky, you can also catch fresh seafood at sea. There are chefs who are not worried about delicious food.
The yacht chartered by Yang Cheng is the longest in the yacht club. The flybridge yacht from Ferretti is 26.79 meters long and belongs to the category of luxury yachts. Of course, it is definitely not comparable to the custom-built super yacht of more than 50 meters from the Yang family. Not to mention the "cruise ships" over 100 meters under the names of the top rich.
Leading Hanna to the main deck, on the yacht, Hannah was like a bird in the forest, jumping around on the blanket with bare feet. Gentleman Yang Orange carried Hannah’s black high heels. Behind, looking at Hannah, who had changed into a bohemian dress with a spring breeze, showed the girl's style to the fullest.
Hansen was busy with the staff to understand some of the functions of this yacht, sitting in the final inspection before going out to sea, but also to understand the sea area near Jeju Island, such as where the reefs are distributed, where are the fishes and so on.
The chef and the waiter were even more busy. Boxes of fresh ingredients and drinks were moved onto the yacht and placed in different categories.
The rental price of this yacht is US$7,000 a day, and of course it must have a worthy service.
After a busy period of about half an hour, Hansen came over to ask if he could set sail.
Yang Cheng nodded, of course. She was impatient to wait a long time ago. It was already more than 2 o'clock in the afternoon. It was when the sun was full, he thought of sunbathing at sea.
But before the yacht sails to the scheduled fishing area, there is still one important thing, what is it?
Look at Yang Cheng holding Hannah up and rushing to the lower master bedroom amidst a coquettish scream, you can guess it.
Xiuxiang lives on the Peach Blossom Trail. Counted as gods and talented.
Layers of waves are fine to brighten the eyes, and the neck is smooth and round. Love singing as a feast.
Contain the horizon, chaotic clouds and sorrow. The words are like Jiaoying, and every one is audible.
The curtains of the guest room are quiet. Hold incense quilt, praise. Golden furnace musk curls green smoke, phoenix tent candle shakes red shadow.
Infinite madness and pleasure in wine. This joyful entertaining gradually enters Jiajing. Still complaining about neighboring chickens, the autumn night will not last forever.
(Little Fatty can only say a cow fork to Liu Yong’s day and night music)
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An hour later, Yang Cheng returned to the main deck in swimming trunks and bathrobes. The waiter poured a cup of Red Bull to replenish his strength, and strolled into the cockpit. Hansen was manipulating the yacht in an orderly manner.
"Why autopilot is useless?" Yang Cheng walked in, looked at the chart, and asked casually.
Hansen first gave a thumbs-up, which is self-evident, and he just did a good job.
"I found a school of fish on the sonar. I thought it was the tuna and followed it, but they escaped through the reef. It seems that my judgment was wrong. The size of the tuna can't pass through the narrow gap." Hansen shrugged with a face. Unfortunately, he still wants to eat fresh sashimi, but he is not a professional fisherman after all. UU reading can't judge the fish species by sonar.
Yang Cheng didn't care, and joked, "When I have the opportunity to send you to the fishing ground to study and study, I will depend on you if I can eat fresh bluefin tuna in the future."
"That's the intention, and leave it to me." Hansen replied pretending to be serious.
"Haha, then you have to be careful, don't get fishy, your boss, I have a cleanliness addiction."
"ohmygod, boss, are you serious?"
"It depends on your performance. If your performance is not good, then you will deal with fish for the rest of your life."
"Damn it, boss, you know, I must be the most loyal."
The master and servant joked exaggeratedly and chatted for a while. When they learned that they would arrive at the destination immediately, Yang Cheng got out of the cockpit and asked the waiter to send Hansen a cold beer. He went back to the master bedroom to wake up. Hannah.
"Hannah, Hannah? I got up and got to the place. Would you like to go to the sea to play in the water?" Yang Cheng took off his bathrobe and got into the bed, and said softly with her arms around her tender body.
"Yeah..." Hannah was like a shameless little cat, crouching in Yang Cheng's arms. Yang Cheng, who had been holding back for several days, vented on Hannah, even if it was not Hannah in the first night, she had some tricks. Can't stand it, fortunately it's daytime, Yang Cheng didn't act too much in order to save her energy to play in the sea.
Motorboats, fishing, barbecues, all kinds of things that can be played, until dark, I reluctantly take the yacht to return to the sea, sleeping on the yacht at night is uncomfortable.
After a day of playing, Yang Cheng’s xingzhi was not exhausted. At night in the sea view villa, there were no outsiders on the second floor. Where did Hannah escape from Yang Cheng’s claws, it was another night of joy, and the joyous movement resounded through the sky until the early morning. , Fell asleep deeply with the sound of gurgling waves. . .