Author: Guigu

"Godfather, I'm talking about us."

"What's wrong with us? Since socialites are neutral words, they are biased or negative, so individuals can control them. Building a ladder to make people socialites cannot be said to be despicable. Let's tell you a story. Zhang San works on a construction site in the city and his income is pretty good. When he went home for the Spring Festival during the Spring Festival, his brother-in-law Ding San and cousin Huang San heard the news and begged Zhang San to take them to the city to make a lot of money.

In the relationship between relatives, Zhang Sannian brought the two to the city together after the first month of the year, begging grandpa to sue her grandma, and finally sent Huang San to the restaurant as a waiter. Huang San is a very peaceful girl, obedient and willing to work hard. The restaurant owner likes her very much. After a long time, the two of them fell in love with each other, and Huang San became the restaurant owner's wife.

Ding San was brought by Zhang San and helped him to worship a mason on the construction site. Fortunately, Ding San was a man with a stunning and eye-catching person. The master liked him very much and gave him all his gifts.

But after a long time, Ding San merged into the city's flower world. He changed. He wanted to eat and drink well and pay several times a month. Others had hundreds or thousands of wages in their accounts, but his accounts were negative. As the more they paid, the contractor refused to pay him.

There was no money in his pocket, and the days were so boring. How could Ding San, who was used to spending, bear it? He changed his mind and turned his mind to the wrong path.

However, Ding San was a coward in his bones. He didn't dare to provoke others outside. He only dared to attack people around him. First, he borrowed money from a worker, but he only borrowed it but didn't repay it. Gradually, no one was willing to lend it to him. If he didn't lend it, he would steal it. After the stolen stolen, Zhang San came forward to beg others, so everyone was willing to settle the matter. However, there was a requirement that Ding San had to get out of the construction site."

Fan Hongdou laughed, "Godfather, according to your usual style, next, Ding San will put his ideas on Huang San, or kidnap her children, or be found out when stealing money. He made up his mind and killed Huang San's family of three."

Nan Yi squirted, "You, like Ruo Yi, the more you grow older, the less you are. You guessed it. This is the direction of the story. At first glance, the beginning of this tragedy was Zhang San taking Ding San and Huang San into the city, but what's the truth? Yao and Shun couldn't figure it out, Yu Tang figure it out, can you figure it out?"

Fan Hongdou smiled and said, "I can't figure it out."

"If you can't figure it out, just think hard." Nan Yi happily asked the waiter to send another glass of beer, poured half of the alcohol into his glass, and handed the remaining half to Fan Hongdou. "Girls should drink appropriately, and they will not be beautiful if they get fat."

"Godfather, I exercise every day, and the calories of beer are nothing."

Nan Yi stuttered his neck and glared at him, "The wings are hard, my godfather can't tell you?"

Fan Hongdou stuck out her tongue, "I won't talk back next time."

"snort."

"whee."

After drinking beer, the grandparents and daughters went to Fan Hongdou's house in New York. They had dinner with laughter and joy. After they parted, Nan Yi returned to Scarlett Manor early.

Scarlett was not there and flew to Las Vegas in the afternoon. Her mother Miranda gave her some shares in the hotel group to Nan Youqiong. Scarlett held it on behalf of the company and occasionally flew over to have a meeting.

It is said to be a hotel group, but its main project is a casino. Nan Yi really doesn't like that little share. If it weren't for the gift from his grandmother to his grandson, and the reason for the meeting between the mother and daughter Duoduo, he really wanted to represent Nan Youqiong without any good intentions.

Nan Youqian is here. After just a while back, the little guy is already a busy person. He wants to go to school. He needs to be familiar with Nan's industry and he has some small business outside.

Before the Nan Office, a small Nan Office split out, and then another Adler think tank group split out. The decision was followed by Scarlett and Nan Yixue. The specific affairs were taught step by step by step, and the small business could be used to practice what they learned.

From zero to one, from one to ninety-nine, from nothing to something, from something to many, there is no need to be too fast, take it slowly, leave enough time to play and move subtly, and wait until he is old enough to do his career, and what he should master will naturally be the same.

The father and son have not been reunited for a long time, so they put down their work, shooting, archery, riding horses, going out to sea, camping, etc., and lined up in a row. In the mountains of Lengquan Town, the two found a place and planned to spend two or three years to build a jungle cabin by themselves.

In mid-September, when the weather in the UK was obviously getting colder, Nanyi came to London.

In the early morning, mist fills the grass and woods, and the morning light pours down and mixes with the mist into a light golden glow.

The weekends and holidays are made up of such a fantastic scenery and soft-boiled fried eggs, fried bacon, fried sausage, fried champignon, and pig blood enema, which is full of burnt but lacks fireworks.

"What are your arrangements?" Catherine tore off a small piece of bread, and used a fork to pick up the scattered vegetable salad on the plate. The whole set of movement was smooth and elegant, elegant and natural.

Nan Yi controlled the knife in his hand and cut the sausages in a slightly awkward way to prevent the sound of slashing the plate. "Listen to Ruojin, my little princess, what are your arrangements?"

Nan Ruojin put down the knife, picked up the napkin and wiped his lips, and his waist was straight, "Your Excellency, I'm going to go to the farm in the morning. Yesterday, hens had 12 fewer eggs than the day before yesterday. The reasons behind it need to be investigated; in the afternoon, I will meet with my personal accountant to audit my pocket money in August."

"What's wrong with your pocket money?"

Nan Ruojin glanced at Catherine and continued to the aristocratic lady's tone, "The book record is different from the actual amount, and 15 pounds disappeared."

"Oh my God, such a serious corruption incident happened. Investigate it and you must investigate it thoroughly."

"Adam, don't be crazy with her." Catherine interrupted the father and daughter in a cold manner, "Kate, pay attention to your words."

Nan Yi and Nan Ruojin looked at each other, ignored Catherine, and continued to eat breakfast slowly.

Catherine has begun to teach Nan Ruojin the decadent aristocratic etiquette. Nan Yi scoffed at this. He said that the rules of British aristocratic etiquette can also improve the gentlemanly accent in men. Most of the women can only be said to be restrained. Just learn the dining etiquette that can improve the style. Others are just to save money.

After finally finishing breakfast, Nan Yi took Nan Ruojin, who was eager to try, walked out of the castle with a lady, got into the car, and left.

After the car walked out of the castle, Nan Ruojin rushed into Nan Yi's arms and said aggrievedly: "Dad, why didn't you come here to rescue me earlier?"

"Dad thought my brave little princess could save herself." Nan Yi stroked Nan Ruojin's hair.

"Mommy is a demon, I can't beat it."

"Hahaha, okay, let's accommodate your mother. She has carried too many responsibilities that she shouldn't bear. But her thoughts have entered a dead end. The British aristocrats have long been corrupt. Adhering to the old system can only make friends with parasites that rely on selling their property to maintain a decent state. Their strength is still strong and they have changed a long time ago."

Nan Ruojin poked his head out of Nan Yi's chest, "Dad, I don't understand."

"It's okay if you don't understand now. When the knowledge you master gradually increases, you will naturally understand. We won't discuss this now. You should think about what you want to play. Today, Dad will take you to play enough."

Nan Ruojin thought for a while and said, "Dad, I want to go on a horse and shoot."

"OK, Daddy, take you there."

Most of the land around Oxford and Downton Abbey was bought by Bolin Control in the past few years. After transformation, it became a comprehensive small farm farm. Most of the ingredients in Bolin Castle are supplied here, while the others are distributed by Shennong South Grain.

Downton Abbey, this is Nan Ruojin's small world. She took Nan Yi to proudly show her treasures here, various insects and plant specimens, as well as her foxes, chickens, ducks, geese, cows, horses and sheep, all of which are named. Unlike Nan Yi's celebrity abortion, the astronomical flows, constellations, and stars that Nan Ruojin named can all be found in animals.

Downton Abbey is also a paradise for red foxes. The Wu family had long been old, but their descendants lived here. From Nanyi to Xu Li to Catherine, and then to today's Nan Ruojin, they all treated the Red Fox family well. Fortunately, the reproduction of red foxes is not as easy as that of cats, and the clan has not spread.

After Nan Ruojin finished offering treasure, he pulled Nan Yi to the horse shed and rode on the two. Nan Yi carried the Wetherby Pioneer's hunting rifle and ran to chase the pheasant at a high speed of ten yards.

"Dad, ride faster, the pheasant is about to run away."

"It's okay, there are many pheasants here. If you can't catch up with this one, just change one."

"Dad, you ride so slowly, you can't catch up with one." Nan Ruojin said disgustedly.

"A horse runs too fast and sprains easily, so we should cherish it."

"Mom was riding much faster than daddy, and the horse didn't sprain her ankle."

Nan Yi's face drooped, "Okay, Dad, tell you the truth, Dad can only ride so fast, no matter how fast he is, he will easily fall."

"Dad, can you not be equestrian?"

"Won't."

"Dad, I always thought you were Superman." Nan Ruojin was a little depressed.

"Dad is not a superman, but Dad has a treasure pot. Whenever Ruojin needs pounds, he just needs to reach out and grab it from it."

"real?"

"Every parent's pocket is a treasure trove of their children, and of course the same is dad's pocket."

"Dad, can I catch it now?"

"certainly."

Nan Ruojin turned around and reached into Nan Yi's pocket in an awkward position. After stroking for a while, she pulled out a few dollars from it. She held her mouth in her mouth, "Dad, you are lying, there is no pound."

"Ha ha."

Nan Yi laughed loudly, loosened the reins with his right hand, pulled the bolt and held the rifle, feeling the ups and downs of the horse's back, and when he found the rhythm, he pulled the trigger with his index finger on his left hand, and a bullet flew out of the barrel of the gun, spinning into the chest of a pheasant.

Pull back the reins with your right hand and continue to face the next target.

Behind him, a horse rushed to the killing pheasant, and copied the net in his hand to the ground and swung it into the sky. The pheasant turned a few times and landed steadily in the basket hanging on the horse's back.

Nan Yi, who turned around and saw this scene, couldn't help but complain: "Show off, who's the face? I'll find a reason to deduct half of my salary this month."

The showman was called Brandon, Brandon Bolin, Nan Ruojin's equestrian coach. His grandfather worked for the Bolin family back then. After the Bolin family declined, he had previously served the Bolin family one by one. In the past two years, Catherine felt that the glory of the Bolin family had recovered and found several descendants of the elderly in the family to come back. Brandon was one of them.

Turning back, Nan Yi focused on accompanying his daughter and showed off his shooting skills.

One day, the father and daughter were both in Downton Abbey. When they returned to Bolin Castle at dinner time, Nan Ruojin changed her ladylike face. The father and daughter and Catherine had a slightly dull dinner together.

"Adam, I'll have a banquet at the castle next Tuesday. Are you going to attend?"

"What kind of banquet?"

"A party among the nobles."

"What kind of nobles? Do they still have influence in the Middle East, or have iron ore shares in Australia?"

"Not even, there is only the castle and the farms passed down from ancestors. Perhaps there is still a little investment outside, so there won't be too much."

Nan Yi picked up the red wine glass and took a sip, then said expressionlessly: "Sorry, I'm not interested in accompanying a group of poor people from the weather to the antiques, arguing that a bell was the Victorian or early George's era, and then miss the glory of the past, and look forward to how good it would be to go back to the past."

Katherine looked at Nan Yi in disbelief, "I didn't expect the word poor to be said from your mouth, Adam, it's not like your style."

Nan Yi wiped his lips with a napkin and said slowly: "I have no objection to making friends with other nobles, but you must have a choice. Those with strength can unite strongly, and those without strength and character can get closer.

The essence is missing. Please bring back a bunch of dregs that will beg for food at any time. See you, Katherine Bolin, performing the glory of the Bolin family like a proud hen, is this practical significance?

Oh, there are still some. I can treat you as a negative example and say to Ruo Jin, don’t imitate your mommy’s vanity, spend hundreds of thousands of pounds, just to hear a few compliments from the mouths of those who want to bite themselves to death.

Maybe it can also stimulate the young lady in a certain family to work hard to reverse the fate of the family, return to the high position, and take revenge on the Bolin family, which made him feel inferior back then, and let the proud hen kneel under my feet and giggle, stick out his butt and lick the soles of my shoes."

"Puchi!"

Nan Yi's words made Nan Ruojin laugh.

Swish!

Nan Yi's words made Catherine's face dark and her blood surged. When she could hardly hold back her curses, her words were blocked by Nan Yi's disgusting words.

"Please keep the noble demeanor and want a lady, Ruojin, say you, don't let the plate make a sound."
To be continued...