The Richest Man's Mother Recognizes His Relatives: I Am The Second Generation Of Super Rich

Early the next morning, Su Yang woke up naturally after sleeping. Jiang Yao had already gone to work with her mother, leaving only the lingering fragrance in the bed.

He had already told them last night that he would go to drink morning tea with his aunt today, and his mother and aunt would not go if they didn't deal with each other, so Jiang Yao wanted to make room for their aunt and nephew to have a good chat.

After Su Yang washed and changed his clothes and went downstairs, he happened to see Bettyer tidying up the living room.

The babe butler also came back to work with him. The blond and blue-eyed hot babe is bending over to tidy up the sofa in a wrap-around skirt, with a curvaceous curve.

"Master, good morning." Betil greeted Su Yang with a charming smile when she saw Su Yang.

Su Yang walked over and hugged her slender waist unceremoniously, sat on the sofa hugging her, and said with a smile, "I haven't rewarded you well recently, do you miss me?"

"Of course I thought about it, but the young master is a very busy person, how dare people take the initiative to find the young master." Betty said affectionately, grabbed Su Yang's big hands, and placed them on her plump and slender black silk legs.

Su Yang squeezed her and smiled: "In the future, if my mother and sister Yaoyao go to work, and I'm alone, you can come up to me."

Betty looked at him with watery blue eyes, and said with a coquettish smile, "Master, do you mind if I wake you up?"

The corner of Su Yang's mouth curled up, and he patted the round and smooth thigh of the foreign girl housekeeper: "Come on, Betty, let me see how you can wake me up."

"Good master." Betty moved her body with a charming smile...

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An hour later, Su Yang drove out of the manor in a Bugatti to pick up his aunt.

Concubine Su Qing was already dressing up and waiting for him in the villa.

She was wearing a red flowery slim-fit slit skirt today, and her tall figure of 1.7 meters stepped on high-heeled shoes with a protruding front and back.

It took a long time to see him coming late, and taking the opportunity to retaliate, Xuebai's slender hands pinched Su Yang for a long time, and said angrily, "Didn't you promise to accompany me to drink morning tea today? It's almost noon now."

Su Yang rolled his eyes: "Don't you Yangcheng often settle morning tea and lunch together? My time should be just right?"

"You know all of this?" Concubine Su Qing giggled.

"Do you think I just treat you to morning tea and don't do any homework?" Su Yang pressed her aunt's head directly into the car.

"You're looking for death! Auntie, I did my haircut early in the morning." Concubine Su Qing stared at her beautiful eyes and sat in the co-pilot, brushing her long curly hair.

Su Yang didn't bother to talk to her, and after getting in the car, he drove to the teahouse that Jiang Yao recommended to him.

"Yangyang, have you talked to your mother about going to Lingnan?" Concubine Su Qing gracefully asked Su Yang, who was driving, with her knees intertwined and her big white legs tilted.

Su Yang hummed, holding her stomach on purpose.

"How did the talk go?" Concubine Su Qing put on a smiling face and hurriedly asked.

"That's it." Su Yang said casually.

"What's that like?" Su Qingfei rolled her eyes at him angrily.

Su Yang smiled and said nothing, Concubine Su Qing became even more angry, did this little guy treat me like an aunt?

This half-baby has not traveled as many bridges as I have, so why is he suppressed by him and unable to resist?

"Hey, if you keep doing this, don't you believe that I'll send your privately hidden things to your mother?" Concubine Su Qing continued to threaten.

Su Yang ignored her threats and said casually, "If you dare to post, I won't go to Lingnan with you. You can handle it yourself."

Concubine Su Qing quickly restrained her behavior, pouted her lips, and said bitterly: "You little enemy, it's okay for aunt to admit defeat."

Su Yang laughed with satisfaction, and said, "I'll tell you more about it when I get to the teahouse."

This aunt's nature is too aggressive, and she could fight with her mother on the spot. If she doesn't take the opportunity to train her, she will not be able to oppress him every day when she goes to Lingnan.

About 20 minutes later, Su Yang parked his car at a restaurant called Xinya.

This store is a time-honored brand in Shanghai, and it is the best choice for experiencing Cantonese morning tea in Shanghai.

It used to be called Xinya Tea House, which has witnessed the vicissitudes of Shanghai for nearly a hundred years. Many literati and scholars, such as Lu Xun and Ba Jin, were frequent visitors here.

Now, Xinya has long been part of Su Yang's mother's property.

As soon as Su Yang stopped the Bugatti, Xinya's female store manager greeted him with a smile on her face.

Jiang Yao already reserved a private room for Su Yang last night, and the female store manager probably has seen Su Yang's photo, so she waited here for Young Master Hou's house early in the morning.

"Your mother's closed-loop economy in Shanghai is indeed very strong. Even I have to bow down to this point. I haven't managed to make Lingnan a closed-loop economy." Su Yang's arm pointed at the female store manager respectfully leading the way, and said with a curled lip.

Su Yang said amusedly: "Magic City is a city, and Lingnan is a large area. The difficulty is incomparable, isn't it?"

Concubine Su Qing straightened her heart immediately, and said proudly: "Of course, Demon City is just a Shankara in my eyes."

Su Yang glared at her: "If you say something about you, you still put it on? You don't have two Shankara in Lingnan, can you compare to the magic capital?"

Concubine Su Qing couldn't help but chuckle: "Yangyang, your tone of talking about Shankara is very funny, I thought you only understand Shankara, not Shankara."

"Isn't that the same meaning? I really don't understand your Yangcheng Cantonese." Su Yang rolled his eyes, led Concubine Su Qing into a private room, and sat down.

"Master, what do you want to eat?" The female store manager handed over the menu in person.

Su Yang took it over and looked at it, and simply threw it to Concubine Su Qing who was beside her: "Your professional counterpart, you can order some."

Concubine Su Qing is also welcome, first ordered the morning tea four-piece set of shrimp dumplings, siu mai, rice rolls, barbecued pork buns, then glutinous rice cakes, taro cakes, chicken feet, steamed pork ribs, beef balls, and the signature crispy baked milk pigeon.

After the female store manager took the tablet and placed the order, she went out to prepare.

Su Yang drank the Pu'er tea made by Concubine Su Qing herself, and stared curiously at the pot of tea in front of her: "You still bring tea with you when you come to Shanghai?"

Concubine Su Qing held the cup and took a sip, then sighed: "There's no way, people from Yue province like to drink tea, it's best to bring your own tea when you go out."

It didn't take long for refreshments to be served one after another.

"Do you usually eat these for breakfast?" Su Yang gossiped to her aunt while eating.

Concubine Su Qing nodded with a shrimp dumpling in her mouth and said: "Well, people in Yue province are used to drinking morning tea no matter they are rich or poor. They drink tea, chat while eating, and don’t go back until after lunch.”

"I understand. Xiangjiang Films always talk about the world." Su Yang looked at his aunt's beautiful face and continued, "I have lived in Shanghai for five years since I was in college. People who come to have morning tea basically come and go in a hurry, in their eyes, morning tea is just a kind of breakfast, and it may also be related to the fast pace of life in Shanghai, but they don't have the time to relax and sit for a long time."

Concubine Su Qing smiled charmingly: "It is indeed a matter of the pace of life. The atmosphere of drinking morning tea in Yangcheng will be much better. In our place, we still keep the mode of using the paper menu to check, mainly for the convenience of those who do not know how to scan QR codes and Elderly people who order food with a tablet, some teahouses still use the small cart model, pushing the steaming cart full of various refreshments to shuttle between the diners, take whatever they want to eat, and then put it on the list To impress, this model is still used when I was drinking morning tea with your grandma when I was a child, and it has been for many years."

"Then what do you think of this teahouse?" Su Yang was a little curious about her evaluation.

"The environment is not bad, and the refreshments are all freshly made, which is a good point." Concubine Su Qing praised.

"How do you know it's freshly made?" Su Yang couldn't figure it out.

Concubine Su Qing heard this, and expressed her pride with a hehe: "Your aunt, I have had morning tea for so many years, and I can tell from the smell that those are freshly made and those are semi-finished."

"Isn't the semi-finished product made by yourself?" Su Yang kicked his aunt's calf.

"I seldom make them myself. Most of them are frozen products cooked and heated in the central kitchen, which is equivalent to reheating the quick-frozen dumplings bought in the supermarket." Concubine Su Qing fought back, raised her high heels and kicked them back.

"Then isn't this an obvious Dakeng shop? How can we judge which shop is good for those of us who seldom drink tea but occasionally want to join in the fun?" Su Yang took the opportunity to clamp her high heels and twisted her legs to lift her shoes Picked it off.

Concubine Su Qing rolled her eyes at him charmingly: "Isn't it simple? As long as you see a teahouse where all the elderly aunts and uncles are willing to wait in a long queue, that's absolutely fine, not those Internet celebrities. The restaurant is full of young people to join in the fun, and the other thing is that the chain stores are basically pre-made dishes, and the positioning is to attract tourists-type customers, anyway, they can’t eat them.”

Su Yang took a sip of tea from the cup, took a break in the middle, and said, "Auntie, let's get down to business now."

"Okay." Concubine Su Qing was overjoyed and put down her chopsticks: "What exactly does your mother want?"

"Request? You must have misunderstood it, right? This is a notice to you, and there is no room for negotiation." Su Yang smiled while sipping hot tea.

Concubine Su Qing was so angry that her bare snow foot trembled, she wanted to step on his face, she nuzzled and said: "Then you tell aunt, what is the notice?"

Seeing her aunt's face full of dissatisfaction, Su Yang seemed to be in need of training again, and she had to understand what a nephew is an aunt!

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