"Excuse me, is this Miss Zhang?"

　　 Just as Zhang Ning walked out of the gate of Longhai Airport, he was stopped by a middle-aged man in his 50s.

　　 "You are..." Zhang Ning looked at the man in front of him a little wary, for fear of being fooled by accident.

　　 "Hello, Miss Zhang, I am the housekeeper of the Yang Mansion, and they all call me Yang Ming." The middle-aged man introduced himself with a smile.

　　 "It turned out to be Uncle Ming." Zhang Ning smiled gracefully and greeted the old butler.

Uncle Ming’s impression of Zhang Ning was very good. Before Yang Huan had gone abroad, he had met Zhang Ning once or twice. He only remembered that this woman was a beautiful woman, but she was not too impressed. I am very satisfied with Zhang Ning's cleverness.

　　 As long as this person is clever, he can easily win the favor of others.

　　 "The master and the young master were very anxious when they heard that you were coming back, and asked me to pick you up at the airport, saying that they wanted to know more about the young master, as well as the lady and the young lady."

　　Uncle Ming took the initiative to help Zhang Ning take the luggage in his hand, took her out of the waiting hall, and talked about her origin.

　　 The master is Yang Huan’s grandfather Yang Baoping. Even if he has retreated behind the scenes, everyone knows that he is still the head of the Yang family. As for the young master, it goes without saying that it is Yang Wenfeng.

　　 Zhang Ning followed the housekeeper Ming uncle a little nervously, came to the parking lot, got in an Audi, and drove out of the airport.

　　 She is a little worried, that is how Yang Huan's family will treat her?

　　 Before, she had no other thoughts about Yang Huan, or that there was only one transactional relationship between the two, so she didn't care much about how Yang Huan's family viewed her, but now it's different.

　　 Now, her heart is attached to Yang Huan, and she naturally hopes that she can win the favor of Yang Huan’s family.

　　 But the more this happened, the more disturbed she became, because she knew her origin and family background.

　　 She felt like she was the Cinderella waiting for the crystal shoes to appear.

　　The question is, it is a fairy tale, can it appear in reality?

　　 "Miss Zhang." Uncle Ming drove in front and saw Zhang Ning's face in the back seat through the rearview mirror, and he knew it.

　　 "The master and the wife of our family are very good people, and they all love the young master very much, so you don't have to worry too much. No matter what the master and the young master ask, you just need to answer them truthfully."

　　 "Thank you, Uncle Ming." Zhang Ning knew that the old housekeeper was waking himself up.

　　Actually, under the influence of the Yang family, Yang Huan must be well aware of what Yang Huan has done in the UK, and Yang Wenfeng has always supported his son's entrepreneurship behind the scenes, especially funds, and he is not stingy.

Zhang Ning has also heard of the Yang Group before, but only when he really comes into contact with Yang Huan can he understand the scale of the Yang Group. This company is not only engaged in real estate, automobile sales, retail, commercial banks, and airlines. Among them, there are five or six listed companies with a market capitalization of over RMB 100 billion.

　　Only by operating such a large consortium, the Yang family can make Yang Huan such a big show in the UK.

　　 It's just that it is difficult for ordinary people outside to understand this, because the Yang family is too low-key.

　　 The security guard of the villa community under the mountain saw Yang Ming’s Audi, and immediately greeted him, watched it back and forth, and let it go after passing the security check.

　　 Audi circled upward along the flat but rugged mountain road and soon reached the top of the mountain.

　　 There is a villa on the top of the mountain, and the others are slightly shorter than this one.

　　 Zhang Ning knew that this is where the richest group of people in Longhai City gather.

　　 "Uncle Ming, you're back, the master and the young master are waiting in the living room."

　　 After arriving at the door of the villa, the servant opened the electric gate to let Audi in, and there was a garden inside.

　　 Zhang Ning has been here several times before, but has never had the opportunity to take a good look at this house.

　　 Now I looked around curiously. Although I think it is very grand, but it is also clear that this is really not too prominent in the rich man's mansion. It is estimated that this is also related to the low-key of the Yang family.

　　 At least this family does not have hordes of servants.

　　 "Let's go." Yang Ming got out of the car and led Zhang Ning to the gate.

　　 Zhang Ning followed suit, and suddenly there was an ugly wife's determination to see his in-laws.

　　 As soon as you enter the door, you will see a spacious and bright hall with a set of mahogany furniture in the middle. The decoration of the whole hall also has traditional Chinese flavor. There are screens and tables, simple but elegant, which makes people feel very comfortable.

　　 "Master, Master, Miss Zhang is here!" Uncle Ming walked into the hall and walked over to report.

　　 "Come on!" Yang Baoping sat in the middle of the three-person mahogany furniture table and said with a smile.

Next to 　　 was a kind and kind old lady, who should be Yang Huan’s grandmother. As for the double seat, it was Yang Wenfeng and Yang Huan’s mother who Zhang Ning had met several times.

　　 "I have seen Mr. Yang..."

　　 "You are welcome, just sit down." Yang Wenfeng also interrupted her politeness with a smile, and pointed to the other side, "Our house doesn't have so many messy rules, so you don't need to be too formal."

　　 "Thank you Mr. Yang." Zhang Ning still felt very restrained.

　　 She knows that Yang Baoping was in a high position before retiring, and Yang Wenfeng is now the helm of the Yang Group. It is impossible for any ordinary person to see them and say they are not restrained.

　　 What's more, there are many things hidden in her heart.

　　 "How did A Huan live in the UK? Can you get used to it? Is he busy with work?"

　　 As soon as Zhang Ning sat down, Yang Huan's mother across from him asked nervously about his son.

Every time I called, I didn’t explain it in detail, and I played in a hurry. This baby boy went abroad, just like a flying bird. I can’t control it, so I can only find out about the situation from Zhang Ning. .

　　 Yang Huan's mother liked this stunning girl who was so beautiful as she watched it.

　　 "Madam, don't worry, Master Huan is fine in the UK, and work...not very busy." Zhang Ning answered with a smile.

　　 If Yang Huan’s work can be counted as busy, then other people, especially those office white-collar workers, can be regarded as inhumane, let alone those uncles of migrant workers under the scorching sun.

　　 "That's good." Yang Huan's mother was relieved after hearing this, "By the way, it should be very cold in the UK right now?"

　　 "It's okay, it's pretty cold during the day, but it's colder at night." Zhang Ning replied still smiling.

　　 "Oh, then I have to call to remind him to wear more clothes."

Yang Wenfeng on the side listened, and snorted a few times with dissatisfaction, "A Huan is already twenty years old, and you need to remind you to wear a dress? Do you really think he is a child who has not grown up and is ignorant? Not afraid of people making jokes."

"What's the joke? In the eyes of every mother, they will always be children who have not grown up." Yang Huan's mother also retorted confidently, "I also said that I don't know who it is, and I sigh there every night. If you don’t know how your son is in the UK, if you’re doing business outside, don’t be calculated, who said that?"

　　 "I..." Yang Wenfeng is not a slapstick.

　　 "Okay, okay!" Yang Baoping is used to the bickering between his son and daughter-in-law. They have been fighting for decades. The more they fight, the better the relationship.

　　 "The girl is not afraid of people making jokes for the first time."

　　 It was the first time he saw Zhang Ning in Yang's house, and he thought it was the first time she came.

　　 Hearing Yang Baoping's words, Yang Wenfeng and his wife did not dare to fight anymore.

　　 "Your name is Zhang Ning, right?" Yang Baoping smiled and looked at Zhang Ning.

　　 The more I look at it, the more I feel that this girl is so beautiful, I'm afraid it's on par with the dealer's girl.

　　 It was so bad that the old man was showing off his granddaughter all day long, saying that he was the most beautiful in China, so he looked for an opportunity to meet Zhang Ning.

　　 Even our grandson’s secretary is no worse than your precious granddaughter, so what's the point?

　　 "Yes, Mr. Yang." Zhang Ning replied politely.

　　 "Don't old Mr. Elder Mr. short, you just call me grandpa as A Huan."

　　 "I..." Zhang Ning originally wanted to say that I didn't dare, but seeing Yang Baoping's majesty, and with encouraging eyes, she retracted her words halfway through vomiting, "Okay, Grandpa Yang."

　　 Although there is an extra Yang, it is not bad, Yang Baoping accepted it.

"Tell me, what did A Huan do in the UK?" He just wanted to know more, and the next day he could brag and show off in front of a group of old friends, so that these guys would keep saying that Yang Huan was a prodigal. .

　　 "Young Master Huan bought a football club called Southampton as soon as he arrived in the UK, and invested more than 100 million pounds in the transfer operation. At present, this team ranks first in the league."

　　 Yang Baoping listened and said, "I heard that this team is still losing money up to now, isn't it?"

"Yes." Zhang Ning nodded and replied, "The main reason is that transfer investment and player salary pressure are too great, but the outside world's assessment of Southampton's market value has risen from 20 million pounds in the past to more than 150 million now. Ten thousand pounds, if this season can be promoted from the League to the British Championship, I believe the value will be further enhanced."

　　 Yang Baoping listened and smiled faintly, "Can it be upgraded?"

　　 "The team currently ranks first in the league and has always insisted on offensive football. The style of the game is very pleasing, the fans love it, and there is basically no problem in upgrading." Zhang Ning is confident about this.

　　 With a lineup of so many stars, if you can’t get promoted, who will believe it?

　　 "Go on." Yang Baoping nodded.

　　 "Young Master Huan also established an Internet company and launched WeChat. At present, nearly 30 million users around the world are using this application, and the number of users is increasing at a very fast rate."

　　 Yang Baoping smiled again, "I heard that I didn't make any money either, did I?"

　　 Zhang Ning couldn't figure out Yang Baoping's thoughts, and was a little flustered, but still nodded, "Yes, I haven't found a profit model yet."

　　 But soon, she argued again, "According to the current foreign Internet company's business methods, how to attract users is the most important thing. UU reading www.uukanshu.com has users, and then slowly find a profit model."

　　 "Hmm." Yang Baoping was also noncommittal. He didn't understand the Internet anyway.

　　 "I heard that you have made a game recently?"

　　 Mentioning this game, Yang Wenfeng chuckles and laughs, "Is it really a game that A Huan specifically asked someone to develop for Dragon Five?"

　　 Zhang Ning is a bit funny, I don't know whether to answer yes or no.

　　 It seems that Yang Huan did say that he wanted to develop a game for Dragon Five, but later it seemed not the same.

　　 "I am not very clear about the details. We don't know what Young Master Huan thinks."

　　 Yang Huan's mother looked at Zhang Ning at this time, and smiled ambiguously, "Even you don't know?"

　　 Zhang Ning heard the off-string sound, his pink face was flushed through his ears, he lowered his head and shook it left and right.

　　 Seeing her like this, the four elders in the hall suddenly laughed together.

“I’ve been reading the newspaper recently and have reported about your game. You young people’s entrepreneurial ideas, my old antique can’t keep up. You can simply tell me that this game is so popular now. In many countries, I have won first place on a ranking list. Can I make money?"

　　 As soon as this was mentioned, Zhang Ning, who had been somewhat demoralized, suddenly became emboldened.

　　 nodded heavily and said, "This game is profitable."

　　 This is the only project that Yang Huan has tossed in the UK for so long and can generate income.