Chapter 77 [Yang Family Boss] (Part 1)

I carefully looked at the man in front of me, Yang Wei's uncle, the head of the Yang family, and the parents of the "Three Leaf Crocodile" family.

I remember checking the information between me. He should be forty-six years old, but he looks much younger than his actual age. His skin is very fair, even a little pretty, his voice is very calm, and he looks tepid. His appearance should be considered handsome, and there can be vaguely seen a little bit of Yang Wei's outline. After all, he and Yang Wei are close relatives. But it is obvious that his appearance is not very outstanding, and he can only be considered medium.

But what is strange is that he just sat on the sofa, his body was even a little lazy, but he had an indescribable, calm and gentle momentum all over his body! Moreover, this momentum was so calm and natural, but it was not at all aggressive.

Well...by the way, the sea!

He seemed to be gentle and calm when the sea was calm, because his momentum was as broad as the sea, and it was bottomless!

He was smiling at me. When he smiled, people would feel like spring breeze, without the majestic temperament of the helmsman of a big family, or even felt very close. But if you look at it yourself, you will find that his eyes are very special! Because although his face was smiling, there was no smile in his eyes.

No, it is not just when he smiles, just now, at a banquet outside, when he delivered a speech, when he spoke on the stage, I have to admit that he is indeed very graceful, but whether it is when he smiles, sighs, or when he uses those energetic words to inspire people's confidence... When he makes all these emotions, I always feel a strange smell...

Well, now when I approached him close, I realized what I felt was the problem.

His eyes!

No matter whether he laughed, sighed, or was excited just now... his eyes and the eyes in it were always calm and without any emotional fluctuations!

I have seen many powerful and powerful figures. When I was with Brother Huan... Ye Huan, the impression he gave me was like a kind elder, a father and brother who appreciated you and was kind to you. Ye Huan's eyes were so peaceful, but they would occasionally show a few sharpness. And the Eighth Master and Eighth Master's eyes were like ancient wells, very deep. It was so deep that it was difficult for you to guess his thoughts. Many times, you had tried your best to figure it out, but in the end you would find that Eighth Master's intention was far deeper than you thought.

As for Solin, he is a standard Western leader, energetic, majestic, but cunning, worldly, with a bit of hypocrisy and a bit of rigidity like a Western gentleman.

And Mr. Yang, his eyes... I can only describe it as "the sea".

It’s not that you can’t guess him. But... you don’t even have to guess. Because he will show you his emotions... But only he knows what is hidden under the superficial emotions.

Facing such a person, facing such a helmsman who controls a well-known family in the United States, facing such a person who controls billions of assets and countless invisible and intangible power... Frankly speaking, I suddenly felt strange for the first time since my debut!

In front of such a person, I actually feel... very small!

This feeling undoubtedly made me very depressed. At the same time, I couldn't help but feel a little annoyed.

"Sit. Young man." He looked at me, looking very easy-going. He raised his hand and pointed to the sofa in front of him.

I took a deep breath, walked over, nodded to him before sitting down.

"Do you like this place?" He didn't seem to be in a hurry to talk to me, but instead spoke in a casual, chatting tone... This kind of conversation skills are actually not very clever, but in the past, when I met people I talked to me in this way, they always felt that the other person was pretending. I felt that the other person was actually going around with me, and I would sneer in my heart, because I knew that the other person would definitely not be able to resist getting to the point sooner or later.

But when faced with this Mr. Yang, he gave me an illusion... It seems that we are just smoking cigars and chatting in such a small lounge.

"Well... this place is good." I answered cautiously.

"Relax, young man." Uncle Yang Weidi casually shot the cigar and smoke on the floor: "This is my private lounge. Every furniture in this room is chosen by myself... Well, I have this habit. I will leave a private lounge that belongs to me in every hotel. I have to choose everything in it without passing through other people's hands. This feeling is actually very beneficial, do you understand?"

"I understand." I turned my head and thought for a while and replied.

"Really understand?" He smiled, but still, there was no smile in his eyes, even though he smiled so easy-going and so natural.

"I really understand." I nodded and added: "There are no items here that you have chosen and arranged by yourself. Then you know every detail in this room, as if you are completely in a territory and field of your own. In such a place where you are familiar with the most, when you invite guests in to negotiate, you will naturally relax in a place that you are completely familiar with and completely occupy the "local advantage". You will be more and more free to play... Although this advantage is not obvious, in some important negotiations, even if it is just a slight or invisible advantage, it can play an unexpected role."

I finished speaking in one breath, and at the same time I carefully observed his eyes, trying to see his emotional fluctuations in his eyes. Because I was very confident, I guessed it should be very correct!

However, I was disappointed, and there was no slight fluctuation in his eyes. At the same time, he smiled: "Well, you are right. You are very smart." But then, he shook his head: "Although he was right, he didn't say anything about me."

Not right?

I was stunned. I was very confident that I should be right!
Chapter completed!