After leaving Lugongyou City, Nan Yi called Xian Weimin and took the initiative to care about Mensaner's recent situation. Xian Weimin rushed out, but did not say too much detail, but said that Mensaner had not had a good time recently.

In fact, there is no need to ask, the overall economic downturn in Japan will naturally have a small impact on the luxury food suppliers of Shanyu, such as Shanyu, and a short-term decline is inevitable.

Unfortunately, Nan Yi did not mention the matter of monkey tickets and antiques. He thought to himself, let it go, and then slowly, he couldn't take time to worry about these two objects now.

It was almost the meal time, and Nan Yi went to Ke Jianzhen's place.

Knocking on the door of the yard, it was Sun Muxi who opened the door, and Ke Jianzhen sat on a low bench to choose vegetables.

Sun Muxi pulled Nanyi into the yard and was close to the yard. She first kissed the fragrance. She hadn't seen him, the godson who recognized his grandson, for a long time. She missed him very much, and then scolded him. She knew she was running around outside and didn't know how to accompany her grandson.

It took Sun Muxi a few minutes to let Nan Yi go, and he had to come to Ke Jianzhen and see the other party's skillful vegetable selection skills.

It seems that Ke Jianzhen no longer has the status of opening up the mouth before.

"Carry a stool and sit down to help, Wuwei practices writing in the study." Ke Jianzhen lowered his head and looked at Nan Yi through the upper edge of his loose reading glasses.

"How long have you practiced?"

"More than two hours."

"It's summer vacation, don't arrange the schedule so tightly." Nan Yi stretched out his feet and hooked a stool from the edge to sit down, picked up a few green beans from the vegetable basket and put them in his hand, "Let the little guy go out for more fun."

"You don't need to teach the principle of combining work and rest. I played basketball for an hour in the morning and played croquet with Mu Xi for a long time."

Nan Yi very suspected that Sun Muxi took Nan Wuwei to play croquet purely to show off that he had a big grandson, and he could not even be called a croquet with any intensity to the old man and the old lady, and it was not suitable for Nan Wuwei to participate.

"Where are you old, haven't you gone out to move?"

"Play Tai Chi, dance with the old lady outside, and make friends with dances, and be happy." Sun Muxi next to him said with sourness.

"Don't talk nonsense, Xiao Zhao and I were just dancing together in the park and have never seen it anywhere else."

"Xiao Zhao, how intimate you call me."

"Confucius is right, only women and villains are hard to raise."

Listening to Ke Jianzhen and the other two quarrels while choosing vegetables, Nan Yi did not interrupt. He couldn't interfere. The most feared thing about quarrels and fights was that someone was involved. The more they got involved, the more they became, the more they became. No one appreciated them, so naturally they ended soon.

Choose vegetables, listen, look at the leaves, look at the sky.

The old couple's bickering lasted less than half a minute and it was not because they had fun, but because Nan Wuwei, wearing Inter Milan No. 10 jersey, walked through the gate to the yard.

"Oh, our Mattus is going to play football?" Nan Yi smiled when he saw Nan Wuwei.

Nan Wuwei walked behind Nan Yi and jumped on his back, "Yes, play Juventus at home and kill Roberto Baggio's curly hair."

"Haha, little brat, I want to fuck Baqiao, I'll deal with you first." Nan Yi stretched his hand back and pulled Nan Wuwei into his arms, scratching his armpits, "Say, Baqiao is a god of war, invincible."

"Gee, itch...I won't say it."

"If you don't say it, I'll continue to scratch." As he said that, Nan Yi scratched twice again.

"Nan Yi, let go of Wuwei."

Seeing Nan Yi's actions, Sun Muxi quit.

"Boy, I have a backer now." Nan Yi scratched Nan Wuwei's nose, helped him up, and pulled his clothes.

"Hehe." Nan Wuwei smiled sly, stood up on the ground, and ran out of Nan Yi's attack range, provoked Nan Yi again: "I'm going to fuck Ba Qiao."

"Just do it. Next time your mother hits you, I won't persuade you."

Nan Yi threatened, Nan Wuwei ate a lot, and the smile on his face collapsed. He walked back to Nan Yi and begged, "Dad, if you want to continue persuading, your mother will pinch her ears, it hurts."

"I deserve it."

Nan Yixing said gloatingly, put down the dishes in his hand, "Wait, I'll go wash my hands, let's go out for a walk."

"oh."

After washing his hands, Nan Yi followed Nan Wuwei to the road outside, strolled under the shade of the trees, listening to the other party telling the details of life over the past period, what to eat, what to play, what people he met, what he learned, what TV and movies he watched, and so on, he was tired of it.

On the other hand, Nan Yi would also tell the other party what he was doing recently. Of course, it must have been screened, including the customs, experiences, what business he did, and why he did that business at that point in time.

After taking a walk, Nan Wuwei invited popsicles, waited for Liu Zhen to come and have dinner together, and then went back to Fang Mansion. Washing white, lying on the bed, waiting for Liu Zhen to pat his butt, Nan Yi immediately got up and turned off the lights...

Nan Yi stayed in Shanghai for a week, and had a meal with Zhao Tianyang and Gu Dingsheng. The rest of the time was to wander around Nan Wuwei, playing basketball, playing football, and playing skateboarding together, and seize the time to be the responsibility of a father to accompany him.

A week passed, and Nan Yi walked around from Xiangwu, took the documents of the honorary consul, and took them with him to handle the matter. The school beauty and the fairy who had returned from Copenhagen arrived in the capital.

According to the conventional process, the first meal was either eaten by himself or asked Lai Biao and Chen Feng. Nan Yi didn't stay in Beijing for long this time, so he compressed his itinerary and called the two of them directly after getting off the plane.

Lai Biao said that his family wanted to entertain guests today, so he set the dinner at their house.

At half past six, I met Chen Feng at the door of Lai Biao's house, and the two walked towards the door together, "I said, "I'm crazy, you are not Europe, you have to take care of your business in Africa. Why do you always be there every time I come back?"

"I don't know I am the leader. If you have something to do, let the people below do it. When you go on a business trip in Europe, everyone is rushing to go. Africa is almost a big deal, but why are you going abroad? People who have never been there are still willing to go there." Chen Feng said disapprovingly.

"Yes, I forgot that you are the leader."

"Stop, no matter how powerful you are, I will tell you that you will never recognize Biaozi when you see you."

"Will you just go to Tubo? Can you still change your face...?"

Before Nan Yi could finish his speech, a middle-aged black man who was suspected of Lai Biao appeared in front of him. There is no need to be suspected. Lai Biao is in front of him, but Lai Biao, Hei, and Cangsun, who had been stolen for more than 20 years.

"I'm so angry, you're traveling to Tubo. I'm preparing millions of equipment for you, why are you still so cowardly?"

"Fresh, you didn't prepare sunscreen for me," Lai Biao spat and welcomed Nan Yi and the others into the house. "It's a pity that you two didn't go with me. I have gained a lot this time."

"Let the wine be filled later and then listen to you." Chen Feng interrupted Lai Biao's words and sat on the sofa.

Nan Yi followed and sat next to Chen Feng, "Where is the guest?"

"He helps Wenwan cook in the kitchen. Lao Nan, you came this time. If you don't come, I have to call you."

"Is there something wrong?"

"Single chat." Lai Biao pointed to the balcony.

"Fuck, I forgot my roots. What's wrong with me? I'll just chat with him."

As Chen Feng complained, Nan Yi and Lai Biao walked to the balcony. Lai Biao leaned into Nan Yi's ear and said, "The guest who came was Wen Wan's good sister. Her husband was doing real estate in Bincheng. The tertiary industry in the district was in the past two years. He made tens of millions in one go. So he started to renovate the property."

"Public change to private?"

"Yes, that's what it means. Now that the company has half of the project in its hands. If you want to reorganize it, you need to make a lot of money to continue this project."

"I understand." Nan Yi nodded, "Is it right? How much?"

"I don't ask you to borrow, but I borrow your name."

Nan Yi said, "One meaning, your money can't be moved now, tell me, how much."

“15 million.”

"Are you going to send a section of it across the bridge?"

"A year or two."

"Okay, no problem." Nan Yi responded and said, "I have something to ask, how do you know that you have the ability to take out the money?"

"I didn't come directly by borrowing money. I wanted to get a loan from me, which is not easy." Lai Biao said calmly.

It is difficult to handle a loan, and Wen Wan has to give her face. Although Lai Biao didn't say all of her words, Nan Yi still made up for it. Not to mention that this face is not ordinary.

"I understand, don't mention this later. I'll have someone send the money here in two days."

"Don't want to be favored?"

"Other people's favors are yours, I only keep your account. I tell you that there are more opportunities now, and the market is good. In two years, I can add a zero to 15 million and multiply two or three times. Your favor is huge."

"Stop coming, why don't you say you're adding two zeros?" Lai Biao pushed Nan Yi and said.

“It’s not impossible.”

"It's time to eat."

As the two were talking, Wenwan came over and asked them to have dinner.

"My brother and sister are virtuous, Lai Biao has accumulated great virtue when he meets you." As soon as he sees Wen Wan, Nan Yi said funny.

Nan Yi called Wen Wan's younger brother and sister-in-law, but Lai Biao stopped doing it. "You call your younger brother and sister-in-law, you have to call your sister-in-law."

"Brother Nan Yi, ignore him, it's good to call my brother and sister. Let's go over and have a meal." Wen Wan smiled generously at Nan Yi Luoluo.

"Okay, eat and eat."

Nan Yi followed Wen Wan to the dining room and saw a woman sitting at the table. She was thirty-five or six years old, with a good temperament. She had unusual confidence between her eyebrows and cheeks, which was very consistent with the law of group separation.

"Sining, I'll introduce you to you. This is Lai Biao's college classmate Nan Yi. They are very good brothers." Wen Wan walked to the dinner table and said to the woman: "Brother Nan Yi, this is Lin Sining, my good sister, a few years older than me."

"Hello, Ms. Lin."

"Brother Nanyi, just call it Sister Sining directly. What's the name?" Nanyi called Ms. Lin, and Wen Wan stopped and quickly interrupted.

"Haha, Sister Sining sounds too ambiguous, I still call me Sister Lin." Nan Yi smiled and said to Lin Sining: "Sister Lin, you just call me Nan Yi."

"Hello, Nanyi."

Lin Sining stretched out her hand to Nanyi gracefully and elegantly, thinking in her heart: "I haven't heard of a family with the surname Nan, I guess they have changed their surname."

Nan Yi reached out and shook Lin Sining, and murmured in his heart: "This name comes from Bincheng again. It is very likely that her husband is Wang Jiansen, the world is so small."

The richest man, Nanyi has seen many more. From the richest man in the village to the richest man in the city, and from the country to the world, all kinds of past, present and future styles have long been numb. When I see a very ordinary wife of the richest man, I can no longer make ripples.
To be continued...