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"What, introduce me to the partner?" Yin He noticed the strange expressions of Yuanfang and the others and hurriedly walked away a little.

"What kind of partner should I introduce to me? I am a freshman boss. I can get a partner myself!"

"Then you'll make one for me," said my mother Song Minghui, "No, your company is Yang Sheng and Yin Sheng. Apart from A Fu, there are not many women. You are buried in the company all day long. Where do you go to meet girls!"

Yin He really wants to say that the Internet has changed the world and changed the way of making friends. Let’s learn about it if you want to know about it.

My mother didn't give him a chance and continued, "It's better to ask me to return to China. I'm not satisfied with any of those foreign women except Afu, but you said you're too familiar with me and can't do it. So it's up to me!"

"Mom, I'm afraid that the ones you are looking for have no common topics with me." Yin He said helplessly. He thought about it and knew that my mother's interpersonal circle was incomparable to Nie Qian's.

Can Nie Qian introduce the beautiful host to herself, what about her mother, the professional chicken raising household in the village? The village flower with a junior high school diploma? Or the daughter of the director of which village?

"Oh, mom is a people's teacher. If you don't understand this principle, you must help you find a partner with high standards," Song Minghui smiled, "You remember Ge Jun, the village director of Gejiazhuang."

"Is it the one who was rescued by my dad in a car accident?"

"Yes, he has a daughter..."

It turns out that he is the daughter of the village director’s family!

My mother continued, "His daughter Ge Jiao and you are still an alumni. She just graduated from Beijing Normal University two years ago. Now she has obtained a household registration in Beijing and is staying in Beijing to teach high school!"

Just a collective household registration, Yin He clenched his fingers and didn't care.

"This is a person who has seen the world after studying. I have also seen the photos of the teacher. He is beautiful! People don't mind you being old, so they want you to be educated and have been studying. They originally planned to call you back to meet during the Chinese New Year. Since you have returned to China early, let's make an appointment soon."

"Mom," Yin He decided to tell the truth, "Actually, a friend of mine introduced me to one recently, and we are just starting to get in touch now."

"Ah, really, male and female..."

"Forehead?"

"Bao, bah, bah," Song Minghui changed his words, "What profession is he doing? How old is he? Who is he?"

"At the age of 26, the host of CCTV, is a local from the capital." Yin He said truthfully.

"Ah, host? Still from Beijing!" My mother felt a big head when she heard this. This profession was a bit erratic. "Is this all considered an entertainment industry?"

"Well, a marginal figure in the entertainment industry." Yin He said.

Song Minghui never thought that her family would be related to the entertainment industry, "It must be very beautiful, right?"

"That's it!" Yin He was very satisfied with this, especially when he saw her taking photos just now, he was even more satisfied.

Song Minghui knew that her appearance was not a match for the old Ge family, so she advised, "In this way, you might as well meet first. Haven't you just had a contact with that host? Then what happened to get in touch with Ge Jiao? Maybe you like her personality more."

My mother didn't give Yin He the chance to refuse and hurriedly said, "That's all, your dad wants to say a few words to you, and you can talk."

What's up!

"Dahe!" Dad Yin Cunwen was a little excited, "You can't continue to run a company in the United States?"

"It's not that I can't drive anymore, I just don't want to do it anymore."

"Is it bankrupt?"

"Sold it." Yin He said.

"How much did it cost?"

Yin He wanted to tease his father, so he told the truth, "It's more than one billion."

"Go to yours!" Dad replied directly, "I dare to blew up to ten million at most, you will have to pay you back one hundred billion!"

My dad is a good person, very kind and has a sense of justice, but he loves bragging.

Yin He was admitted to Beijing Normal University, so according to his father, Beijing Normal University became the top five prestigious schools in the country, second only to Tsinghua and Peking University, and BGI, which was difficult to open and hatch eggs.

Later, he was admitted to Stanford's graduate school, so Stanford became the world's number one school that my father said, far surpassing Harvard and Massachusetts, and crushing Oxford and Cambridge.

Three years ago, Yin He took his parents to San Francisco for a few days. At that time, Yin He had just started his second business. He lived in an average life and his working environment was average, and he looked like he had no potential.

But after my father returned to China, he immediately claimed that his son opened a large company in the United States, hiring foreigners, earning tens of millions of dollars a year!

Although it is actually higher than that, the stocks in Yin He's hands were worth over 100 million US dollars at that time, but they couldn't sell them, so they were tight.

But this year's earnings of tens of millions was indeed what my father used to imagine, and there was no market in the village. The villagers all felt that Yin Laoliu's words were at least 90% of the water.

It has to be said that poverty limits their imagination.

My dad was also restricted to death. He could never brag about such a great awesome as 10 billion.

However, he was very pleased that his son has been worthy of being a foreign ink, and he is better than his superiority!

As a senior in the blowing world, Yin Cunwen suggested, "Don't say this to outsiders in the future."

"I know, money is not leaking."

I'm afraid you will be exposed, my stupid son, "Just say you have 100 million yuan, and you deposit it regularly in the bank, have no cash, and you will be borrowed. If you have enough money when you come back, buy a good car, and the brand must be strong."

"I really bought you one."

"Ah, what car is it!" Yin Cunwen raised his voice excitedly, "I just got off!"

"I know, so I bought you a car, BMW, that's OK."

"Smart!" Yin Laoliu smiled, "I have to buy such a big brand. Anyway, others don't know how expensive it is."

My father was very happy, but he didn't ask about the price of the car. Only by browsing blindly can he reflect his ability.

After hanging up the phone, Yin Cunwen was already in a very high mood. He immediately ran to the small shop in the village in the cold wind, and now there is still a little popularity there.

The Yin family is an absolute big family in Yinzhuang. Yin Cunwen has a high seniority. Everyone is called by Liu Uncle and Liu Master.

The person who runs the convenience store is Xiaoyu, who is mentioned by Yin He, and is also the daughter of Yin Cunwen's cousin.

When Xiaoyu saw Uncle Six coming, she hurriedly greeted her with a smile, "Uncle, buy something."

"Well, I'll take a look." Yin Cunwen began to wander around the shelves, waiting for someone to chat with him.

But the first person to pay attention to him was his niece Xiaoyu, "Uncle, will Dahe come back this Spring Festival?"

Yin Laoliu hurriedly said, "Come back, I've returned to China now."

"Really!"

When he heard that the Yin family’s international student had returned to China, an old man with white hair immediately asked in a teasing tone, “Uncle Six, isn’t your Dahe running a large company abroad? Why did you return to China?”

Yin Cunwen pulled a stool and sat down, "Now who doesn't know that China is the fastest growing power in the world. All American Fusang have to stand aside. My son just took a fancy to the domestic market, so he turned to domestic development. What's this called, vision! Strategy!"

The white-haired old man curled his lips, thinking that he must be unable to make it outside, but he knew that he was no match for Yin Cunwen, not to mention that he was a generation older than him.

Xiaoyu smiled and said, "That's good. Dahe can go home often in the future."

"That's it," Yin Cunwen smiled, "This kid is filial. He said he made a lot of money abroad and insisted on buying me a car. I said no, it's good for me to ride an electric bike, but he has bought it for me. You can't stop this!"

At this time, the audience had increased to four, and a slightly younger one asked, "Sixth Master, what car did you buy?"

"BMW!" Just waiting for your words, Yin Cunwen said loudly.

"Oh, Uncle He is really rich!" Someone sighed.

"Uncle Six, did Dahe drive it himself or it was for you?" Someone questioned.

"Of course I drove it for me," Yin Cunwen began to play his freely. "It only costs about one million yuan for a car. He can't make a big business. His car is at least two million yuan!"

Even Xiaoyu was a little embarrassed when she heard it. She returned to the counter account and turned a blind eye.

At this time, a chubby middle-aged man with sparse hair walked in, "Uncle Six, they don't believe you, I believe it, but when will I see the car? I'm a little jealous."

The one who came in was the village director Yin Qiang, and Yin Cunwen's cousin. He owned the only second-hand Audi in the village.

He does not allow cars in the village that are more awesome than Audi!

"Da Qiangzi, don't believe it either. You will know when the Chinese New Year is over. Your brother is doing well." Yin Cunwen smiled.

Yin Qiang also laughed: "My brother is definitely not bad. My second uncle often says that in our Yin family, Dahe and his brothers will learn the best, and they will definitely have a future in the future. But if you study hard, you won't be able to exchange for Mercedes-Benz and Audi. Oh, BMW is possible, haha."

There were cheerful laughter from the audience, and only Xiaoyu was a little worried about Uncle Six.

~

When he returned home, Yin Laoliu was full of anger. This Daqiangzi relied on being the village director and even his uncle dared not take it seriously.

But you must have never imagined that what I said this time is true!

"Minghui, when will Xiaolu finish the exam?"

Song Minghui: "It's almost a month left."

It took a month for my son to drive back, which made Yin Laoliu a little difficult. "Can't let him come back soon? I want to drive soon. I haven't touched the car after I got out of my driver's license."

"Then let Xiaolu go home by herself?"

Yin Laoliu stood up, "Forget it, I'll drive it back by myself!"

"What?"

...

After talking to his parents, Yin He could think that his father would definitely start blowing on the BMW next time.
To be continued...