Chapter 7: Mansion

Emily held the bag and turned to Yang Cheng to make it easy for him to see clearly. She said with a wink, "This is our newly launched color matching bag, which is very suitable for young women. The price is 10,000 yuan. Three thousand dollars, only this one is left in the store."
　　 Yang Cheng blinked at Emily, saying that he had received her prompt, and said in his heart, "This girl is quite interesting. Are you afraid of spending too much?"
　　 After thinking about it, my mother and the others will come down, not hypocritical, even though he hasn't picked this English rose in a real sense, he should pay off the debt for his predecessor, "OK, wrap it up."
　　 In Megan’s expectant gaze, he swiped his card to check out, and the bag was re-sealed in an exquisite box.
　　 "Megan, I'll have something to do in a while, so I won't see you off, just take a taxi and go." Yang Cheng stopped Megan's swaying waist and said with his head down.
　　 Megan was immersed in the joy of receiving the fruit, and did not hear Yang Cheng's words clearly, "What? Sorry my dear, I didn't hear clearly."
　　 Yang Cheng laughed and shook his head, repeating without care, "I said that there will be things in a while, so you can go first."
Hearing this, Megan's face turned from sunny to cloudy in an instant, but her mouth gently asked, "What's the matter? Honey, what's the matter? Can I follow along? Don't worry, I can stay quietly. , Will not disturb you."
　　 "I want to eat with my family, do you want to be together?" Yang Cheng raised her eyebrows and said impatiently.
　　 Megan also realized that he was a little impatient, and he hurriedly held Yang Cheng’s arm in favor, rubbing the flesh tenderly, "Oh oh, then I'll go first, can I keep your phone number?"
　　 The two exchanged contact information, took Megan into the taxi, and Yang Cheng returned to his sports car.
　　 didn't know that Megan's gaze looking at his back was full of resentment, and heavily tossed the box to the side. Obviously, a bag couldn't satisfy her appetite.
　　 Yang Cheng was naturally unaware of all this. He closed the door, took out his cell phone, and called Alan again to ask how his analysis was going.
　　 The plan to short crude oil this time is an opportunity he values ​​very much, but he has no bottom in his heart, and he seems to be a little worried about gains and losses.
Putting half of his body on the frame of the car, putting his chin on his arm, his eyes were hollow, watching the cars coming and going, the gentle spring breeze brushed over the hair with a warm breath, and the afternoon sun was a bit dazzling, Yang Cheng couldn't help but narrow his eyes. .
On the opposite side of the street, a couple led a doll-like daughter on the street. A clown actor greeted him with funny steps. From time to time, he made small toys and sent them in front of the children, making the little girl giggling and sunny. Shooting obliquely, the colorful halo enveloped the family of three, as warm as a movie screen.
　　 "Hey, man, don't worry, I'm... in the process of analyzing and computing..." Allen's voice came from the receiver, destroying Yang Cheng's mood.
　　'S voice is a bit vague, you can guess what the other person is doing with your toes, "Damn it, Allen, were you a burger in your life?"
　　 "Wow, it's not impossible that this is possible, it's okay, don't disturb me, I will call you when I'm done..." I just hung up the phone after finishing.
　　 Yang Cheng chuckled silently, threw the phone to the co-pilot, and then turned around. The family of three had already left. The dedicated clown aimed at the next goal and promoted the goods in his hand.
　　 After a while, Yang Sen and Liu Yun walked out arm in arm, sat on Yang Sen’s Bentley Mulsanne, and gestured to Yang Cheng to follow.
　　 Two cars drove one after the other along Fifth Avenue towards the apartment on the west side of Central Park.
　　 once described New York in a TV series, "If you hate someone, send him to New York; if you love someone, send her to New York."
Is 　　 very contradictory? But New York is the meeting point of heaven and hell; it is a gold mine where opportunities and risks coexist; it is a prosperous and ugly bazaar; it is a stage where fashion and tradition collide.
It's been half a day since I was born again. Yang Cheng slowly gained a subjective familiarity with the city, familiar with how to live as a rich person, familiar with the unique rhythm of life in Manhattan, and the daydreams he once had. Now it is realized one by one, but why is there an inexplicable emptiness in my heart?
　　
The Yang’s apartment is located on the top floor of a 48-story building on the west side of Central Park. It occupies two floors of 47 and 48, with an area of ​​1700 square meters. This property once belonged to the owner of a New York real estate agent. The crisis went bankrupt, and in order to repay the debt, he sold it to Yang Sen at a low price.
After that, Yang Sen invited LV's design director at that time through Liu Yun to personally design it. After 4 and a half years, the super modern mansion was renovated and built with an 8-meter water wall, reflective pool, spa, game hall, and audio-visual. Functional facilities such as room and wine cellar.
　　 Yang Cheng walked on the ground made of a large number of black and white marbles, the sound of gurgling water came into his ears, and he was stunned in secret, "Too proud, too luxurious."
　　 "Jason, you haven't been back in a long time?" Yang Cheng just sent his parents upstairs to change clothes, preparing to visit this mansion like a crystal palace on his own. The old housekeeper John walked over with surprise.
　　 Yang Cheng touched her nose and made sure that she hadn’t made any embarrassment just now, and she returned to her indifferent appearance,
Yeah, old John, haven’t seen you for a long time, how are you?

　　Old John is also from the UK, and he is much older than White. This year he is more than 60 years old. He has served the Yang family for more than 10 years and has worked hard and has never made any mistakes.
　　 Hug with Yang Cheng affectionately. After all, Yang Cheng grew up like a grandson, hey. . . How could this be a curse.
　　 tapped on his shoulder, and said loudly, "Very good, looking at my body, it won't be a problem for another 20 years."
　　 "That's great, you know, we wouldn't be willing to let you retire." Yang Cheng said emotionally.
　　 "No problem, I hope you will open my next 10-year contract."
Old John’s words made Yang Cheng hesitate for a few seconds, and then he understood the deep meaning of the words. He hoped that he could cheer up again, inherit the family business, become the next generation of the Yang family, and provide him with the next generation as the boss. Contracts.
　　 With a slight movement in his heart, he took the old John's hand and shook it hard, with a promise, "Deal!"
　　 chatted with old John for a while, then let him go busy, managing such a big house, the workload is not small at all, and from time to time to share the tasks arranged by Yang Sen, it is not easy to get tens of millions of dollars in annual salary.
　　 Yang Cheng also lost the mood to visit the mansion. Anyway, he will live here in the future, and if there is time, he swayed towards the living room with his back hand and the Lion King patrolling his territory.
There are huge oil paintings on the promenade leading to the living room, which are very valuable at first glance. However, neither the original Yang Cheng nor the current Yang Cheng has any artistic talents, so I really can’t appreciate it. Compared to oil paintings, Yang Cheng prefers Z Chinese landscape paintings are full of artistic conception of birds and flowers.
The sound of "tap tap" sounded, my mother changed her clothes at home and went downstairs first, tied the ponytail to meet Yang Cheng down the stairs, "Quickly go upstairs to change clothes, your dad is waiting for you in the study, I will cook ."
　　 Yang Cheng nodded again and again, Yang Sen did not look for him, he had to take the initiative to talk to his father, his next plan would not work without his father's help.
　　 "Okay, mom, do it slowly. I have dinner at noon and I am not too hungry."
　　 Liu Yun didn't know if he heard it, and waved, "I know."
The entire second floor is a private space exclusively owned by the three members of the Yang family. With the study as the center, the bedrooms of Yang Cheng and his parents are separated. They are both east-west, and the area and facilities are exactly the same, except that Yang Cheng’s room faces north. Facing south.
　　 glanced at the study and did not go in, but went back to his room and changed clothes before returning to the study.
　　 knocked on the door, heard Yang Sen's thick voice like an announcer, and pushed in.
　　 "Dad, are you looking for me?"
　　 After going in, I looked around and found that the decoration of the study is more cultural, not like the luxurious atmosphere outside, more bookish.
　　 The bookshelves on both sides leading to the ceiling are slowly crammed by various collections of books. It is not difficult to find traces of flipping through them. It seems that Yang Sen often spends time here.
Yang Sen was standing at the desk with her back to Yang Cheng looking at something. He heard Yang Cheng’s voice, but did not reply, "Oh, here? You sit down, wait for me for a while, there is Louis XIII on the table. , I asked John to just take it back."
There is a thick white wool blanket on one side in front of the French windows in the study room. Two black Eames lounge chairs are placed on the blanket. Don’t underestimate this chair. As a classic masterpiece of the Swiss furniture brand VITRA, it is rated as a home BMW, Porsche, Steve Jobs and Bill Gates in the world are all its loyal fans.
　　 The two chairs in the Janssen study are specially customized, worth nearly 10,000 US dollars, even if they are ordinary mass-produced models, they cost about 1,000 US dollars.
　　 Yang Cheng came to the window, UU reading www.uukānshu.com, the sunset of the Hudson River in the distance has a panoramic view, standing here overlooking the sentient beings will really make people's mood sublime.
"Compared to Hennessy xo, I prefer the rich and long aftertaste of Louis XIII." Yang Sen walked over and poured a glass of Yang Orange with the crystal wine bottle, carefully stoppered the cork, and set it aside. The crystal glass bottle hand-made by Kara () Glass Factory is a rare art work.
Yang Cheng shrugged, although he wanted to ask at this moment, you have a wife who is an executive of the lvmh group. Most of the wine in the cellar is Hennessy XO, but what it feels like to drink Louis XIII secretly .
　　Louis XIII, to put it bluntly, is a Remy Martin with an aging period of more than 50 years. In addition to as many as 250 flavors, it only has a fragrance of 15-20 minutes compared to ordinary brandy, and the aftertaste of Louis XIII lingers for up to an hour.
　　Louis XIII represents the incomparable luxury, because it represents the accumulation of essence, the accumulation of time, and the infinite pursuit of quality.
　　 As a result, Louis XIII not only has delicate and elegant performance, but also is full of domineering and king-like attraction, which has become the pursuit of countless successful people.
Although Yang Cheng didn’t know wine, her predecessor had been fascinated since she was a child, and she drank a lot. She shook the tulip cup, let the amber liquid rippling in the cup, took a sip, and subconsciously narrowed her eyes. There was a burst in the mouth, and he couldn't help but gave a thumbs to his father, feeling the aftertaste in the mouth, and then comparing the taste in the memory, and wondering, "This wine is a little different..."
　　 Yang Sen laughed and sat down, resting his legs on the pedals, and said proudly, "This is an old wine. The money for these two bottles of wine is enough for me to buy a 90-year-old Romane Conti."