Rebirth of Hong Kong 1981

Lin Fengjiao, who was sitting with Yang Chen at the back, smiled and did not speak, because she knew that Lin Qingxia was just joking, and would not really complain.

This place is far away from the busy city, and it is quiet, but there are few people living here. If the security guards at the gate do not pay attention, who will be responsible if something happens?

Lin Qingxia drives in and out by herself on weekdays. Even if she brings friends occasionally, there are many celebrities and the like. Naturally, the security guard at the gate will not be bored and find those celebrities to register.

The reason why Lin Qingxia was stopped this time was that Junzi and the others in the car behind seemed not easy to mess with, so the security at the gate naturally became vigilant.

Originally thought that Lin Qingxia was being entangled by some big boss, but after seeing Yang Chen later, she understood what was going on.

Not only in Xiangjiang, but even in Wanwan, as long as there are people who have followed Yang Chen, they will more or less understand Yang Chen's habit of going out.

Everyone teased that talented man Yang is afraid of death, or he likes to pay attention to ostentation. Anyway, a bunch of bodyguards followed him when he went out, and he was more ostentatious than the big guys on the road. This is why everyone teased Yang Chen for nothing.

Soon, the car stopped at the gate of a villa.

"Here." Lin Qingxia did not turn off the car, but turned her head and said to Lin Fengjiao: "Fengjiao, you take Ah Chen in first, I will go to the supermarket to buy some things and come back."

"This is the door key." Lin Qingxia took out the key from her bag and handed it to Lin Fengjiao.

Lin Fengjiao nodded, and took the key from Lin Qingxia.

"Achen, what do you want to eat? Do you want to try the sweet and sour pork ribs again?"

"Whatever you want, I don't care." Hearing this, Yang Chen shrugged, opened the car door after speaking, and got out of the car with Lin Fengjiao.

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Watching Lin Qingxia drive away, Yang Chen couldn't help asking Lin Fengjiao: "Is the supermarket far from here?"

Lin Fengjiao opened the door and said, "It's not far away, it's just around the corner in front, Qingxia doesn't like to walk, and every time she goes shopping, she has to ride a bicycle."

Hearing this, Yang Chen raised his head and took a look.

Sure enough, Lin Qingxia's car didn't drive very far, and soon stopped at a corner, just in time to see the rear of the car.

"Okay, let's go in." Opening the door, Lin Fengjiao turned her head and saw that Yang Chen was still watching, she couldn't help but smile.

"Oh, okay." Yang Chen smiled awkwardly, without explaining.

Entering the room, Yang Chen looked around at Goddess Lin's residence curiously. Apart from being clean and tidy, the whole room can be summed up in the word 'comfortable'.

"You can sit anywhere, and I'll help Qingxia cook the rice." After speaking, Lin Fengjiao paused, and suddenly thought of something.

Turning to look at Yang Chen, he hesitated and said: "I remember Qingxia said that you seem to be very good at eating, is it true?"

"Cough cough..." Yang Chen couldn't help coughing when he heard the words.

In other words, it seems that the fact that he can eat is no longer a secret. Many people who have eaten with him, such as Deng Lijun, Lin Qingxia, Huang Xizhao, etc., have all seen Yang Chen's belly, and they use a bucket to describe it, Not at all.

When he thought of the image of himself as an idiot being widely circulated in the familiar circles around him, Yang Chen was a little embarrassed, but he didn't care too much, because he enjoyed the process of eating.

A person's life is nothing more than four words of eating, drinking and having fun, and "eating" is at the top. This shows how important "eating" is to people.

If he had to eat bran-swallowed vegetables every day, that kind of suffering, he would definitely not openly eat it. Now what he eats every day is either made by the chef or made by the two women in the family.

The taste of the food is excellent, and the appetite is satisfied, so Yang Chen naturally doesn't bother to pay attention to those envious and jealous people.

Being able to eat is a blessing, and some people want to eat it, but they still can't eat it.

However, it is really troublesome to go out.

'Why don't you find an opportunity for someone to collect some great medicinal herbs to make wine, so as to reduce your appetite? '

As far as ginseng and other great tonic medicinal materials are concerned, there are a lot of them in Xiangjiang, not to mention Changbai Mountain ginseng and the like in the inland area. If he wants it, as long as he has money, he can easily collect it. Come here in a bunch.

Seeing that Yang Chen didn't speak, Lin Fengjiao couldn't help being surprised.

When Lin Qingxia mentioned this matter at the beginning, she thought the other party was joking. After all, she also knew Lin Qingxia's character.

Now it seems that it should be real and true.

Reminiscent of the rice cooker at Lin Qingxia's home, which can only cook for a few people at most, Lin Fengjiao felt a little bit troubled.

According to what Lin Qingxia said, that pot of rice is probably only enough for Yang Chen to eat alone, and she and Lin Qingxia can only eat vegetables.

Yang Chen opened the refrigerator, took out a bottle of drink, and said, "Sister Fengjiao, please wait, I think Qingxia should go buy a pot."

There are a lot of vegetables in the refrigerator. According to Lin Qingxia's temperament, if she has these vegetables, she probably won't go shopping again.

Now that I think about it, the other party must have gone to buy a pot.

Lin Fengjiao's eyes couldn't help looking at Yang Chen again. Although Yang Chen had answered her question indirectly, she still couldn't believe it because she hadn't seen it with her own eyes.

One person eats the amount of food for several people. These people are not female stars like her and Lin Qingxia who need to maintain their figure. They need to control the amount of food for each meal and only eat a little.

According to what Lin Qingxia said, the other party's appetite is several times that of ordinary people, and the other party's stomach is not big, except that he is a little taller and handsome, his stomach is the same as that of ordinary people, there is nothing special about it.

I can't figure it out, I really can't figure it out. . .

Chapter 361 Rice cooker with three-year warranty

Being looked up and down by Lin Fengjiao, Yang Chen was a little dumbfounded.

Sure enough, no matter what kind of woman she is, there is always a gossip hidden in her heart.

Yang Chen sat down on the sofa helplessly, looked at the roof, and said, "Sister Fengjiao, if you continue to stare at me like this, it will make me think too much."

"What are you thinking about?" Lin Fengjiao asked subconsciously, and then reacted, her face turned reddish, a little embarrassed.

Without teasing the other party on this, Yang Chen couldn't help asking curiously: "Sister Fengjiao, I heard that you are dating Brother Long, is this true?"

"Where did you hear that?" Lin Fengjiao said flatly, neither admitting nor denying it.

Although the matter between her and Brother Long was not made public, almost everyone who should know knew about it. It was not a secret.

It's just that it made her a little strange, how could someone like Yang Chen care about these things.

For Yang Chen, people in the entertainment industry basically no one regards him as a similar person. The other party is worth over one billion and is a proper tycoon level. Who dares to say that he is in the same circle as Yang Chen?

At the beginning of the 80s, no star dared to say that he was a rich man.

Yang Chen didn't answer Lin Fengjiao. Seeing that she didn't deny it, he knew that Brother Long had succeeded. He shook his head, walked to the side of the TV series and turned on the TV.

Seeing that Yang Chen didn't answer her, Lin Fengjiao didn't continue to ask, she quietly walked to the refrigerator, opened the refrigerator, saw that there were a lot of dishes in it, and started to work.

On the sofa, Yang Chen held the remote control and kept changing channels, as if he was lying on the sofa watching TV just like his own home.

Every time he got off the plane, he felt very tired. He didn't know if it was because of the pressure in his heart or what, but it was just tired anyway.