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The current Jia Xing was the most beautiful scenery in the entire year. Wattage Vessel s, the autumn rain kept falling and the beautiful peasant women in the bow of the ship kept chanting boat songs. They sat on the boat, savoring the Shaoxing Girl's Red Wine and ate the fish feast on the boat. An indescribable sense of freedom and freedom.

Right now was the opening moment of the Blue Lake Summit, so wealthy businessmen and huge families often appeared there and loudly sang their praises. It was also one of the great pleasures of their lives. However, on top of today's Blue Lake, besides the beautiful and mysterious zither music, there was an even more gigantic boatyard. The entire boat was made of pure red wood, and there were actually two lifelike stone carvings of qilins at the bow of the ship. With a single glance, one could tell that this wasn't a normal person's work.

To be able to use such a skill within the Jia Xing, the only thing that the common people of Jia Xing would think of was the Jia Xing, the first family of Jia Xing. In terms of Jia Xing, he was a resounding figure in the entire south of the river. Hundreds of years ago, it already existed, but now, the Zhou Family of the Orchid Garden was still an antique and could be said to be a model of the Jiangnan Garden. It was just that very few people were able to enter the Zhou Family, so the people of the Jia Xing did not know what secrets the garden held.

The contemporary family head Zhou Daoming, a lean middle-aged man, was currently sitting in the boat market's living room with an indifferent expression. In front of him, a dozen or so women dressed in simple palace attire were dancing. However, the boathouse was huge, and these women seemed unable to bear the noble aura of the boathouse.

On the walls of the shipyard, there were ancient pieces of pear wood. On them, there were countless engravings of beautiful scenery. The wooden wall on Zhou Daoming's back was hung with precious treasures. Among them, there was a long-lost true product of Wang Xizhi, Lan Ting Preface. Legend has it that the real work of the calligraphy has been buried with Tang Taizong. He didn't know if this was real or fake.

Inside the shipyard, other than Zhou Daoming, there was also a middle-aged man wearing a silver suit. One must know that this Hundred Flowers Boat Workshop was Zhou Daoming's beloved object, so it was very rare for anyone to receive guests here. In other words, the person who could board this ship was definitely not a small person.

The middle-aged man's silver suit and the classical atmosphere in the boathouse seemed out of place. However, it created a western view. The middle-aged man's face was rather thick, and a smile hung on his rosy face. It was very faint, almost impossible to see. Her somewhat plump body was stuck in a pure wood chair. A long Cuban cigar was clutched in her tender white hands, causing the entire dock to be smoky from the smoke.

However, looking at Zhou Daoming's expression, it did not seem to be abhorrent in the least, and it could even be said that he was somewhat accustomed to and happy about it.

The middle-aged man gently flicked away the ashes in his hand, and the snow-white foam accurately fell into the ashtray carved from the Ivory Stone's Brightmoon Heart. Coughing lightly twice, the middle-aged man asked in a deep and deep voice, "Brother Zhou, it's been a long time since we last met, I've missed you so much!"

Zhou Daoming immediately revealed a sincere smile and said: "Brother Dongfang, it's been three years since we last met, and it's become even more dazzling. I also often think of you, Brother Dongfang.

The middle-aged man proudly nodded, and laughed softly: "Of course! Dongfang Xi didn't dare to disobey Brother Zhou's invitation. Brother Zhou is probably the only person in this world who is so lucky to have no one to embrace the pleasure boat and live carefree in this world! I'm really envious of everyone, I'm really envious of everyone! " As Dongfang Xi spoke, his small, narrowed eyes continuously moved as he watched the beauty who was like a butterfly dancing in the middle of the pleasure boat.

Zhou Daoming immediately understood and laughed: "If Brother Dongfang likes it, I will give this pleasure boat to you." As he said that, Zhou Daoming added a sentence that had a deep meaning to it, "What do you think if we include the people on this pleasure boat?"

Dongfang Jun immediately shallowly waved his hand and refused, "A gentleman doesn't seize the beauty of others, how can this be? Besides, I'm not as adept as you are, so there's no use in coming. "Brother Zhou, I appreciate your kindness." Dongfang Jun changed the subject as he spoke. A ghost of a smile appeared on his face that was completely inconsistent with his own temperament. "However, I believe that Brother Zhou will not be stingy with this beautiful boat of his!"

Zhou Daoming was originally still thinking of how to win over this Dongfang Jun and see if he could take anything from him, when his heart was hesitating. These days, there were people who wanted money, but there were also people who were worried about how they would be able to give it away. As the saying goes, every family has their own problems, but Zhou Daoming never thought that Dongfang Jun would actually be so perverted, just like in the legends. It seemed that he had gained quite a bit from today's arrangement. Then, he smiled and said, "Of course. This was all prepared for Brother Dongfang in the first place."

As he spoke, Zhou Daoming whispered into Dongfang Jun's ear, "These are all young and tender things. Brother Dongfang, enjoy yourself slowly. With Brother Dongfang's status, we can't possibly lose Brother Dongfang's face along with those vulgar people! "

Dongfang Xi nodded and cupped his hands again, "Then I'll thank you for your good intentions, Brother Zhou!"

The two of them continued with their idle chatter. Zhou Daoming saw that it was about time, and lied that they had left early. Dongfang Jun was still nodding haughtily. From start to finish, his body hadn't moved half a step away from that chair. He seemed impolite, but he truly had a deep meaning to him.

Watching Zhou Daoming as he gradually walked further and further away, Dongfang Jun's thick smile suddenly disappeared without a trace. He spoke with some doubts in his heart: This person is truly a cunning old fox, a man with long sleeves and dancing skills, he is completely different from the rumors regarding him as a coward. Since he was giving away his ship today, it seemed that he would have many requests in the future.

With a cold snort, Dongfang Jun didn't even glance at the woman on the cruise liner before slowly standing up from his chair and disappearing from the dock.

On top of the Jia Xing Building, Zhou Daoming was sitting on the edge of the window, silently staring at the cruise liner. He did not know when the cup of tea had turned into water. Inadvertently tilting his head, Zhou Daoming suddenly asked: "You're back, how is that Little Girl?"

"Father, she is a difficult character to deal with!" A figure quietly appeared behind Zhou Daoming. That fair and handsome face, was not the young man that appeared in Zhou Qianyun's shipyard. However, at this moment, there was no respect on his face. There was only endless coldness. It was so cold that it could cause one to be afraid!

Old Mr. Jin had once said that in this world, there was no place as filthy as a brothel or a palace. However, in this era, there were no brothels nor was there a palace. However, the evil and filth that spawned did not diminish but instead increased. Just like the Zhou Family. Here, there was no such thing as being born from the same root. There was no such thing as too hurried pity. There was only power and desire.

Other than the people with the Zhou Family, no one else knew exactly when Jia Xing were passed down to them. Or perhaps, even the people with Zhou Family did not know about it themselves. Fifty years ago, an illegitimate child suddenly appeared out of nowhere within the Jia Xing. In those turbulent years, that young man travelled across the ocean, and after going through countless hardships, he finally established such a large foundation. Compared to his father, it was even more glorious.

Now, this illegitimate child from Zhou Family had descended once again onto the Jia Xing with heavenly might, staring at his homeland from afar. The oath he had made when he was young had already become a reality. He had finally returned to Hua Xia with a victorious attitude, returning to the place where he left with hatred in his heart.

In the prime of spring and autumn, the first European family faced the ant that was on the verge of death. Although they were of the same lineage, in the eyes of giants, ants were worthless. So in Zhou Cangfeng's heart, the hatred that had been hidden for countless years in his heart had already slowly disappeared. He was imprisoned in the deepest depths of his heart forever.

Frankfurt, a lonely manor far away from the city's hustle and bustle. A large white parasol covers a sleepy old man. The old man's gaunt face was full of wrinkles, as if they were dried up branches and tree trunks. He narrowed his eyes and wore a pair of large sunglasses, making him look as if he was fast asleep.

Behind the old man, two respectful young men stood there silently, not a single expression on their faces. They didn't even have a breath in them. Beside the old man, an even thinner and shriveled old man was busy with something. The golden light in his eyes constantly flickered.

He lazily stretched his body and looked at the setting sun. Then, he asked, "Ah Hu, what time is it?"

Although it was already the 21st century, the old man was still used to using such a deep tone to inquire about time. However, very few people could hear the traces of anticipation in the old man's words and the unspeakable dignity of a person in power. Old man was silent for a moment: "Master, it is four o'clock in the afternoon!"

The old man nodded and didn't say anything else. A pair of sharp eyes behind his sunglasses constantly flashed as he muttered to himself. Seemingly able to see through family head's worries, the old man couldn't help but laugh: "Master, don't worry, Miss has always been successful in her trip to Hua Xia. Furthermore, Hua Xia is that young man's land, I think he will not allow anything to happen to Miss on his territory!"

Looking at the setting sun, he felt the breeze of the evening, blowing his already pale hair. The wrinkles on the old man's withered face deepened as he stared at the setting sun. He seemed to be chasing something. It was as if he was searching for traces of his youth.

However, no matter what, the old man's gaze could not leave the setting sun.

In the end, the old man could only sigh helplessly and say, "Even if you have a wealthy family, it would still be difficult to buy a place where the sun doesn't set …"

Hearing the old man's sigh, the hunchbacked old man naturally understood the sadness in family head's heart. However, he forced a smile and comforted him, "Master, why are you so emotional? Master is currently in the prime of his life. In the future, my Zhou Family will need my lord's help, my lord will have more suns! "

Although he clearly knew that these were just words of flattery, the old man still felt some joy in his heart, as if he had erupted with passion. He stood up immediately and faced the sunset, and felt as if he was pointing at a great river: "Hmph, even though I, Zhou Cangfeng am already over the age of ten, I am still like the Zhou Family, a rising sun that rises from the east. Zhou Cangfeng, who is seventy years old, is still young! "

Seeing Master's heroic spirit, the hunchbacked old man could not help but feel a burst of joy rise in his heart. He echoed: "Ah Hu has already followed Master for fifty years and still has to serve Master for another fifty years!"

The old man looked at the old man who had been by his side since he lost everything to build such a huge business empire. His gaze gradually fell on the old man's stooped back. A trace of sadness flitted through his heart. He patted the old man on the shoulder and laughed, "My old friend, it has been fifty years. It has already been fifty years. I think the two of us will be spending time with each other on the road to the Yellow Springs. If I leave first, remember to come down early to accompany me. "