i can live forever

Although he felt a little embarrassed, Mi Yaohui was a person who had seen big storms after all, and his face quickly returned to calm, and then asked in a low voice: "Brother Lin, can you tell Mr. Yang what he wants?"

Lin Rui shook his head slightly when he heard the words, and said, "Brother, Engong will tell you in person later, why should you be in a hurry? But I can tell you, it's definitely not a bad thing."

Seeing this, Mi Yaohui also stopped thinking about learning Yang Jing's purpose from Lin Rui, nodded and said nothing.

"Brother, go ahead and have a cup of tea." Lin Rui greeted with a smile.

The three of them entered the main room, and tea was already brewed on the carved round table.

Mi Yuzhu also knew that it was better for him to talk less on this occasion, so he sat down obediently.

However, Mi Yaohui's eyes were attracted by the paintings hanging on the wall, and he couldn't help but take a few steps closer.After taking a closer look, there was a look of surprise on Ruya's face.

"This, this is Dong Qichang's authentic work." Mi Yaohui said in amazement.

He likes antiques very much, and has collected a lot of objects over the years, so he still has some experience in antique appraisal. This is the landscape painting hanging on the wall.Most of them are the authentic works of Dong Qichang.

"Oh? Since it's from the benefactor's house, it must be an authentic work." Lin Rui listened, turned around to look at it, and then said.

This point, Lin Rui is still very clear, all the antiques in the hands of benefactors.That can't be a fake.

When Mi Yaohui heard the words, he didn't speak, but his eyes were full of horror. He was quite knowledgeable about antiques, and he knew very well what Dong Qichang's authentic works represented. of.

He also spent a lot of effort to buy Dong Qichang's authentic works for collection, but unfortunately he found it, but no one was willing to sell it.

But in Yang Jing's place, he hangs such a precious painting on the wall so casually?This is beyond Mi Yaohui's imagination. No matter who gets Dong Qichang's original handwriting, it must be preserved with extreme care.

What does this mean?It shows that this precious Dong Qichang's authentic work may not be something that needs to be carefully preserved in Yang Jing's eyes.

This, however, shocked Mi Yaohui a bit. What kind of fairy character must be able to have such courage and arrogance?

At this time, Yang Jing came in with two dishes, and He Guang followed behind with the dishes.

Seeing this, Lin Rui hurried over to take the dishes, and said, "Grandfather, you just need to let me know about such trivial matters. How can I let you do it yourself."

Yang Jing's face was calm, and he said: "It's okay."

Seeing Yang Jing, Mi Yuzhu immediately stood up, her delicate and beautiful face was full of happiness, and her eyes were shining brightly.

Mi Yaohui also looked at Yang Jing at the same time, with surprise flashing in his eyes, because Yang Jing was much younger than he imagined, but the imposing aura emanating from his body made him feel startled.

He had seen many big men before, but he had never seen Yang Jing with such arrogance. The man in front of him even gave him an extraordinary feeling, unlike all living beings.

"Mr. Mi, please sit down." Yang Jing smiled slightly and raised his hand to signal.

Mi Yaohui nodded subconsciously and sat down, then he was horrified, he subconsciously followed Yang Jing's words, why?why!

After Lin Rui and He Guang put the dishes on the table, they pulled back the main seat and said, "Grandpa, sit down."

He Guang knew that he was not qualified to stay here on this occasion. Although he wanted to try the dishes made by Mr. Yang himself, he could only quietly retreat regretfully.Stand guard at the door.

"Use the chopsticks." Yang Jing obviously didn't have the intention to talk about business at this moment, picked up the chopsticks, and said softly.

The three of them heard that Lin Rui was the fastest mover, but he couldn't wait any longer.

There are not many dishes, but the portions are quite large.Three dishes and one soup, except for the fried tofu dish learned from Boss Wang, the rest are ordinary home-cooked dishes, with meat and vegetables, and the soup is simple boiled vegetables.

Yang Jing just got a little interested, which is Xiaolu's hand.

Lin Rui picked up a big chopsticks, not too hot, put them all into his mouth, and then admired while eating: "Grandpa, I'm not flattering you, your cooking skills, I'll eat your cooking once. Eating other things is really tasteless, and it will take a while to adjust."

Yang Jing looked leisurely, took a piece of fried tofu with his chopsticks, tasted it, and said to himself, "It's only about seven or eight minutes old, and it's almost meaningless."

Seeing Lin Rui boasting so much, Mi Yaohui and his daughter picked up the chopsticks and tasted them curiously, and then they couldn't stop at all.

For a moment, the meal became like a competition between Mi Yaohui, his daughter and Lin Rui, to see who could eat faster and eat more.

Yang Jing remained indifferent, eating slowly.His appetite has never been large, so he stopped chopsticks soon, poured a cup of tea and drank it.

After a short while, Lin Rui drank the last sip of the boiled vegetable soup, and the meal was officially over. As for the four dishes on the table, they were strictly executed by the three of them. action.

"Huh. Grace, if I can eat the meals you cook every day, then I will die without regret." Lin Rui let out a long breath, his face full of satisfaction.

Mi Yaohui also couldn't help but nodded in admiration: "Mr. Yang, your cooking skills are really, really..." He couldn't even think of an adjective.Because it seems that all the praises for cooking skills cannot be used to describe Yang Jing's cooking skills.

Mi Yuzhu didn't speak, but she looked at Yang Jing with admiration in her beautiful eyes. In this world, not only men's stomachs can be conquered, but women's stomachs can also be conquered.

With such a perfect man, Mi Yuzhu felt that he had really fallen into the trap.

"Let's get down to business." Yang Jing put down the teacup and said calmly.

Hearing this, Mi Yaohui immediately became serious, while Lin Rui called He Guang in and cleared the table.

"Mr. Yang, I want to know what conditions you have for making up the funding gap for us rice and food?" Mi Yaohui asked. He didn't believe that Yang Jing had no conditions.

In fact, of course it cannot be unconditional.

Yang Jing said directly and indifferently: "It's very simple, two conditions."

"First, give me the picture of "Jiangtianlou Pavilion", and second, help me investigate the three people."

Mi Yaohui was stunned, and then asked with disbelief: "Mr. Yang, is it that simple?"

Although Mi Yaohui likes the "Pavilion in the River and Sky" very much, if he can get an investment of [-] million yuan, he is naturally willing to give it. As for the second condition...

"Mr. Yang, if it's just a simple investigation, then there's no problem at all." Mi Yaohui's eyes flashed with thought, and then he said.

Yang Jing nodded slightly, and said, "Okay, Lin Rui will tell you the specific situation. The [-] million will be credited to your company's account within today." After that, he didn't seem to say anything else.

But Mi Yaohui still had doubts in his heart, hesitated for a while, and asked: "Mr. Yang, then, what about the investment income?"

"Lin Rui, you can deal with it." Yang Jing waved his hand and said.

For some reason, Yang Jing suddenly felt a little irritable at the moment, which made him very surprised. For many years, his mood has been calm and without fluctuations.

As for investment income, it is nothing in Yang Jing's eyes, or money is nothing in Yang Jing's eyes.

Lin Rui also knew this.So nodding should be.

"Let's go, Brother Mi, let's find a place to talk about specific things." Seeing Yang Jing, Lin Rui didn't seem to want to say much, so he took Mi Yaohui and Mi Yuzhu, who didn't want to leave, out of the main room tactfully. .

Yang Jing picked up the teacup and gently rubbed it in his hand.

Just like that, after an unknown amount of time, He Guanghu walked in with a strange expression, and said, "Mr. Yang, I, I received a call from Miss Wei, saying that her grandpa is leaving soon and wants to see you." ."

Hearing this, Yang Jing stopped moving her hands, closed her phoenix eyes lightly, and then said calmly, "Take me there."

And just a few minutes before He Guang received Wei Fangxi's call, Wei Fangxi kept pacing back and forth outside the emergency room of the First Affiliated Hospital, her pretty fair face was full of anxiety and panic.

Click, the door of the emergency room was opened, and the doctor came out.

"Doctor, how is my grandfather?" Wei Fang asked hurriedly.

The doctor took off his mask and sighed: "I'm sorry, we tried our best, but your grandpa can't hold it anymore, let's go in and see him for the last time."

When Wei Fangxi heard this, her whole body went limp, and tears fell crazily in an instant, and she almost collapsed to the ground.

"Girl, don't waste time, go in quickly." For the doctor, he was used to this kind of situation, so he kindly reminded him.

Wei Fang also reacted, and ran out of the emergency room in tears. Wei Lin was lying quietly on the operating room, his face pale.

"Grandpa..." Wei Fang cried and grabbed Wei Lin's hand.

Seeing this, several doctors and nurses also retreated silently, leaving the grandpa and grandson with the last time.

"En, benefactor..." Wei Lin was dying, his eyes were loose, and he seemed to hear Wei Fangxi's voice. He moved his mouth with great difficulty and spoke.

Wei Fang reacted quickly, quickly took out her mobile phone, and said, "Grandpa, I, I'll call Mr. Yang over right now, you, don't worry." She cried hoarsely.

Here, He Guang knew that the situation was urgent, so he drove very fast, and Lin Jianke was not far from the First Affiliated Hospital, so he arrived soon.

Not long after, Yang Jing and the two walked into the emergency room.

Seeing Yang Jing, Wei Fang burst into tears and said, "Mr. Yang, I, my grandfather..."

Yang Jing waved his hand to stop Wei Fangxi's words, and walked to the operating table, but Wei Lin, who could not open his eyes, seemed to feel something, and actually made a sound, opened his eyes suddenly, and looked at Yang Jing.

This is a flashback, and Wei Lin has really reached the last moment of his life.