He Peiyuan was so funny and happy.

Boss Wang looked serious: "I'm serious..."

The wine party also kicked off, and even Yang Chengyi basically agreed that Yang Jingxing had worked hard in the past few years and achieved some results, so there was a deep affection between father and son.

Unable to hold back, Xiao Shuxia picked up the glass and started to trouble He Peiyuan: "Yuanyuan, auntie wishes you success in your work and wishes your parents good health."

He Peiyuan was so shocked that she dropped her chopsticks and picked up her wine glass: "Thank you, and I wish you good health and uncle good health."

Xiao Shuxia could have drank some, but she was still very upright today.

Seeing how sincere her elders were, He Peiyuan also tried her best. After all, she also had some basic knowledge.

Xiao Shuyun then picked up the cup: "I also want to ask for auspicious words."

He Peiyuan didn't dare to put down her cup: "I wish you good health..."

It seems that my uncle really has some beautiful fantasies about artists, and he wants Yang Jingxing to express his thoughts and feelings about his trip to the United States. Boss Wang has also read those exaggerated reports carefully, and Yang Jingxing should not act like a perfunctory person.

Yang Jingxing's feeling is: "Actually, it's the same as doing business. My uncle feels that it's a pity that foreigners have made money. I also feel that both money and honor have been made by others..."

Yang Chengyi slapped the table: "Then you have to work harder!"

Yang Jingxing wanted to win over his uncle: "It's easy for them to engage in real estate..."

Isn't it? Boss Wang wants to change his career. But after laughing, even grandma wanted to know more details: "Okay, there are many Chinese people in the photo, are there many foreigners?"

He Peiyuan stretched out her hand gently and without hope: "Let me take a look?"

While Yang Jingxing was briefly describing the concert to his relatives, He Peiyuan also looked through several photos that her boyfriend had saved on her phone these past few days, including one piece of evidence of the collection of the work by the Curtis Library, and three photos with

There were group photos of senior compatriots outside the concert hall, and a photo of having dinner with Curtis, a Chinese student. He Peiyuan couldn't hide her disappointment: "Where's Hillary?"

"I'm not star-struck."

He Peiyuan whispered in a low voice: "Didn't you say you wanted to compose a violin?"

Yang Jingxing heard it: "Let's talk about it later."

Compared to the two bosses who went to the airport to pick him up early, the women were obviously more aware of whether Yang Jingxing had confessed truthfully. Xiao Shuyun betrayed him and revealed: "Yuanyuan said it was because there was not enough time to prepare for the publicity, right?"

Yang Jingxing said in a pragmatic manner: "The time is relatively short, but there is not much space."

Grandma is looking forward to it: "What about next time? There will definitely be more people!"

Yang Jingxing couldn't guarantee it: "Not necessarily, it's something that can't be said for sure."

Xiao Shuyun was angry at her sister: "We'll go by ourselves!"

Wang Hui asked He Peiyuan: "Come here and play in Quhang when you have time..."

After the 68-degree session started, even though I was still very drunk, I no longer needed to be careful when talking while drinking. Especially Boss Wang, he lamented about his social status and said that if he could start his life over again, he would definitely study more.

, there is a saying that is so poor that only money is left: "... Qian Xuesen passed away last year, and the whole country mourned him. How much money did he earn in his life? But his contribution to the country was tens of billions and hundreds of thousands.

Nothing can compare to it!"

Xiao Shuxia thought about it: "I don't know if Mr. Ding is dead..."

Yang Chengyi looked reproachful and guessed: "The national leader's wreath must be delivered."

Boss Wang stared at the young people: "Guo Huaiyong, no, Guo Yonghuai, do you know?"

Yang Jingxing nodded: "I know a little bit."

Boss Wang nodded happily: "What an amazing man. How much money did he make in his life? He didn't even have enough to eat at that time! Does his wife know? She should be called Madam."

Yang Jingxing nodded: "I know a little bit."

Boss Wang simply admired and yearned for him: "That's called being respected and having status. For a woman to be called sir, sir, that's amazing. So Yang Jingxing, you must be a respected person. Look at your father these two days

, he is more enthusiastic than him after making 100 million, and he won’t be so enthusiastic if you make 100 million..."

Yang Chengyi laughed, but did not deny it.

The woman was too lazy to keep watching the man's nonsense, so Xiao Shuyun whispered: "Yuanyuan, Yuanyuan... give me a toast to grandma."
Chapter completed!