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

"Aunt Yang! I have some news to tell you."

At this moment, Jiang Yao pushed the door open and ran in with a smile on her face.

"What's the news? You're happy."

Yang Yingyu stretched lazily and looked at her curiously.

The female secretary had retreated sensibly and closed the office door.

Jiang Yao stepped on her high heels and rushed over: "Aunt Yang, just now Xiaoqi said that Ayang left the magic capital and went to Jiangnan."

She changed into a professional OL skirt today, wearing a peach blossom printed shirt with a black pleated skirt, two long, thin and white beautiful legs wrapped in ultra-thin translucent black silk, and black pearl inlaid earrings. Drill earrings.

Let her whole temperament become more capable, like a strong woman in the workplace.

"Oh? Could it be that Yang'er wants to go back to his hometown to have a look?" Yang Yingyu smiled lightly, but told the truth.

Xiao Qi is the female bodyguard she personally arranged to secretly protect Su Yang. She and Xiao Qing belonged to the same unit before.

After all, he is his precious son, so safety is naturally the most important thing.

Even though not many people know the identity of the son now, it is still necessary to prevent problems before they happen.

Sometimes, just because of a negligence, it will cause regrettable events for life.

So, for Yang Yingyu who felt the loss of her son 21 years ago.

Nothing in the world is more important than the safety of your own son.

"It should be. Xiaoqi said that Ayang's current route is bound for Mingzhou in the south of the Yangtze River." Jiang Yao said with a smile, her lips curled up slightly.

"Mingzhou..." Yang Yingyu murmured and stood up from the president's chair.

Da da da!

A pair of high-heeled shoes came to the floor-to-ceiling windows behind her with an elegant sound, looking in one direction.

"Aunt Yang, do you want to visit Mingzhou too?" Jiang Yao also walked over, her pleated skirt fluttering, making her beautiful black silk legs even more attractive.

Of course Yang Yingyu thought about it, after all, it was the place where her precious son lived.

However, it was also the place where the man she hated the most lived.

Although, that man is dead now, and he reunited her with Yang'er, mother and son a few days ago.

But back then he deliberately took Yang'er away in order to get revenge on her, made Yang'er suffer the grievance of a single-parent family, and made her suffer the pain and torture of missing her child every day and night, she could never forgive him in this life.

Just when Yang Yingyu was lost in thought, her mobile phone on the table sounded a special reminder from Weixin, which she specially set for Su Yang.

Yang Yingyu came back to her senses all of a sudden, ran over, and quickly grabbed her phone to check.

Yang'er: "Mom, I'm planning to go back to my hometown today. Now I'm going to Mingzhou. Maybe I'll stay there tonight and come back tomorrow. [Smiling face]"

Just as Yang Yingyu was about to type a reply, Su Yang sent another photo.

It was a selfie of the son leaning against the driver's seat, with one hand raised to reveal the Patek Philippe.

Yang'er: "Mom, I like this watch very much, thank you for the gift, mom, I love you [hug]."

Yang Yingyu smiled sweetly, and typed a reply: "Just like it, mom loves you too."

"Yaoyao, let's go to Mingzhou to have a look too." After Yang Yingyu finished sending the message, Youronghuagui stared at her son's photo with her phoenix eyes and said suddenly.

"Okay, then I'll go get the car ready." Jiang Yao responded with a smile, twisted her plump and mature leather drum, and ran outside with her high heels.

Yang Yingyu caressed the phone screen with her plain fingertips, feeling full of happiness in her heart.

"Son, you are mother's nemesis..."

"Mom can't live without you in this life..."

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Jiangnan Mingzhou is about 200 kilometers away from Shanghai.

Su Yang drove for more than two hours, and finally entered the boundary of Mingzhou at around two o'clock in the afternoon.

I bought two boxes of cigarettes and alcohol in the city, as well as things for worship, and stayed for a while.

He drove directly to a small town in Mingzhou.

The curvaceous Palamela has absorbed countless semen on Mingzhou Road.

After all, Mingzhou is only a prefecture-level city, not comparable to Shanghai, and luxury cars like this are very rare.

Therefore, the pedestrians who met along the way stared at this Panamera enviously.

No wonder those rich people are so keen on driving luxury cars. The smooth driving experience and the sense of vanity in the eyes of passers-by are really a great enjoyment.

Especially when Su Yang drove Paramela into Chenjia Town.

The brand-new Porsche with white exterior and red and blue headlights contrasts sharply with the surrounding green brick and green tile houses.

When some villagers saw this Panamera, they all looked over.

"Which kid is this coming back from working outside? And driving a new car?"

"Part-time job? How is it possible? Uncle, do you know what kind of car this is? I've seen it on Douyin. It seems to be called a Porsche. It's a few million cars."

"Hey! So valuable? Isn't that just a few houses running away on the road?"

"It's only those bosses who don't take money as money, so they spend millions of dollars to buy this tin box."

"That's right, we in Chenjia Town have never heard of any children who can get along so well. It must be the boss of Modu passing by. Just look at his license plate."

This Chen family town originally developed from a clan gathering place, and almost all of them were surnamed Chen.

Later, the foreign population came together with several nearby towns, and it became a town with multiple surnames, but the surname Chen was still the common surname in this town, with the largest number of people.

The size of the town is large, but it is not rich. It should be located on hills, backed by green hills, and most of the town is covered with continuous fields.

And because it is far from the city center, no one would choose to come here to develop.

The villagers in the town almost rely on farming and local specialties for a living.

In fact, poverty really has nothing to do with laziness.

Like these villagers, when the farming is busy, the sun rises and returns late, and they work with their faces facing the loess and their backs facing the sky. Can you say they are lazy?

So, since Su Yang was admitted to university, walked out of this town, and saw the outside world.

Only to find out that hard work can make you rich is the biggest joke.

The times have changed. In the past, the old people would still say that workers are superior to others. If you work hard, your life will become sweeter and sweeter.

Parents will also often instill in their children that only by suffering hardships can they get ahead. If the family is poor, they have to endure things outside, and how much wronged they suffer can only do great things.

But actually?

Work hard, the days are not getting sweeter, and the car loan and housing loan can crush a lifetime.

Enduring hardships does not really make you stand out, but there will be endless hardships.

Bearing up with things, enduring being wronged, didn't make a big deal happen, but it would make this person's character unknowingly cowardly and timid, and completely reduced to the lowest level of migrant workers.

Therefore, the famous saying has been summed up in history, it is difficult for a poor family to produce a noble son.

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