I listened to your advice and finally became a male god.

Chapter 348 A Year of Harvest

After I sent the photo, it seemed like a stone fell into the sea and there was no response for a long time.

I don’t know how long it took.

A voice message lasting several dozen seconds came from the other side.

Zhang Yang transferred the text.

[No, big brother...are you serious...you took down Teacher Xiao Meng...you bastard...]

It was a long paragraph, the emotions contained in it were like a roller coaster, with ups and downs, twists and turns, and mixed with all kinds of obscene words to express his shock that he had nowhere to put it.

Of course Zhang Yang could understand Chen Zhuo's complicated emotions and shock.

After all, Chen Zhuo was once a member of the class and they had experienced student days together. It was possible that he was also one of Meng Baihan's admirers.

Messages kept coming in, but Zhang Yang no longer had the desire to read any more.

I vaguely remember that the last sentence Chen Zhuo sent seemed to be an unwilling question.

[After dinner, you guys probably just plan to take a walk, right? ]

Zhang Yang shook his head and laughed, put his phone down, and started to enjoy his dinner with Teacher Xiao Meng.

Both of them drank some wine in the evening.

Teacher Meng's cheeks turned red from drinking. She held her chin and stared at Zhang Yang intently.

"Zhang Yang, where are we going tonight?"

"Let's go home after dinner. Where else can we go?" Zhang Yang said with a smile and blinked.

"No..." Teacher Xiao Meng said lightly. "Your hotel is so big, but there is no place for me?"

She said a few words and gently held Zhang Yang's hand.

"Is it okay not to go back..."

The white moonlight of the past, today’s Teacher Meng.

Holding his hand, I begged...

Zhang Yang had never imagined such a scene many years ago. Not to mention that he had never thought about it, he had never even dreamed of it.

Zhang Yang raised his head and placed his hand on Teacher Xiao Meng's.

"Okay."

Suddenly, Teacher Xiao Meng smiled and her face became beautiful.

·
At nightfall, in the presidential suite of the Four Seasons Hotel.

The water in the bathroom was splashing.

Zhang Yang rested his arm on the pillow and looked at his phone. The messages from Chen Zhuo were still coming in.

Look how anxious he is.

"Zhang Yang..." In the distance, Teacher Meng poked her head out of the bathroom, still a little shy and bashful, "I'm coming out..."

“Come out if you want…” Zhang Yang smiled, but paused slightly.

"Not...you..."

Meng Baihan walked out shyly but boldly.

The night view of the city outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, under the lights of the suite.

The figure in front of him had black hair that had not yet dried, and a perfect and flawless body. She was so brave and bold that she showed herself in front of Zhang Yang.

"Does it look good?" Meng Baihan bit his lip, took a step forward, and asked softly.

"Put it on quickly." Zhang Yang said.

"Why bother?" Meng Baihan came up gently and got into Zhang Yang's arms, with a look of triumph in his eyes, "Do you feel anything...special... Hey? Where are my glasses?"

She doesn't usually wear glasses, but sometimes she does.

"Hiss...you." Zhang Yang stared at Meng Baihan who was wearing glasses in amazement.

"I know you have a lot of girls around you, a lot of beauties, and there are probably a lot prettier than me." Teacher Meng, who was wearing glasses, propped up Zhang Yang's chest and smiled at him, "But my type... there shouldn't be a substitute, right? Mr. Zhang Yang?"

"Indeed not." Zhang Yang admitted.

After all, Meng Baihan, with his multiple identity BUFFs, did arouse his long-lost sense of freshness and desire to conquer.

"Then what are you waiting for?" Meng Baihan leaned in and kissed Zhang Yang, "My big baby?"

The night was dark.

Zhang Yang took a deep breath and got out of bed. Teacher Xiao Meng behind him was already exhausted and fell into a deep sleep with a trace of pain between his brows.

Thinking back on the entire night he had just experienced, he was amazed by Teacher Xiao Meng's performance.

Her initiative, her bravery, and her various tricks seemed to be all she could do to leave him the most unforgettable impression.

The final result, of course, was success.

Zhang Yang would never forget how she endured the pain, until tears welled up in her eyes, yet she kept hugging herself and calling his name softly over and over again.

Bending down and kissing Teacher Meng on the forehead, Zhang Yang covered her with the corner of the quilt.

Then, I walked into the living room far away from the bedroom, pushed open the door leading to the independent garden terrace, and smoked a cigarette under the night sky, which was full of aftertaste and deep meaning.

This is what qualifies as an afterthought, right?

Under the night sky, the entire Yinghai Sea is in sight.

Standing in his own business and having just received a special gift, Zhang Yang is in a better mood than ever before.

"The New Year is almost here!" he muttered to himself, gazing up at the night sky.

Under the same night sky.

Yinghai...The Yinghai landmark at your feet, the Four Seasons Hotel, and the Xingcheng Tiandi Commercial Street within your sight.

Magic City...The Vantone Bank Building stands by the Huangpu River, shining brightly under the night sky. The Yunheng Building is brightly lit, and perhaps there are still office workers who have not yet left work.

Located on the bank of Qiantang River in Hangzhou, InterContinental Garden Hotel enjoys the sound of the Qiantang River surging day and night.

Beijing··Huaying Film and Television Base, a large construction site that never stops day and night, the future Oriental Hollywood.

There is also Tangwang Hotpot, which has more than a hundred stores across the country.

Not to mention Yunhai Capital, which has already invested in many future unicorns with unlimited potential.

This year is truly a grand harvest!
Is there anything missing? Nothing?

Do you want to do something big? I don’t think I have that idea for now.

There are so many people doing great things in this world, and there are also many people who have dreams and abilities to change the world. It seems that I am no longer a lackee.

Zhang Yang slowly puffed out the smoke, his brows and eyes showing a calm and relaxed expression.

At least at this moment, he just wants to enjoy life.

We’ll talk about the future in the future.

After a moment, he tiptoed back to the suite bedroom.

He lay down on the bed, and held Teacher Meng, whose black hair was scattered on the pillow, in his arms. Listening to her whispering breathing, he relaxed completely and fell into a deep sleep.

·
Early the next morning.

Zhang Yang opened his eyes and looked at Meng Baihan's smooth back and her limping appearance with interest.

"You're still laughing..." Teacher Meng turned around and said softly, her delicate body half-covered, blocking the loneliness.

"Let's do morning exercises together?" Zhang Yang asked with a smile.

"Ah?" Teacher Meng was terrified and started begging, "I was wrong, Master. Please let me go back and recuperate. You are really...really like a lion. Not just a little lion, but a lion king. I am just a little sheep that you eat."

"It's just morning exercise, what do you think it is?" Zhang Yang smiled, got out of bed, and casually went to the terrace with his upper body naked to do a set of boxing.

In the morning light, his perfect body was shrouded in golden sunlight. Every move he made seemed to have infinite charm and beauty.

Teacher Xiao Meng stared at the scene in the room blankly, as if he was in a trance.

By the time Zhang Yang finished his set of punches, Teacher Meng could no longer suppress the waves of his heart and rushed directly into his arms, his heart and eyes filled with infinite tenderness.

"Let's do morning exercises together," she said.

"You..." Zhang Yang picked up Teacher Meng by the waist and walked towards the bathroom with a smile.

At around eight or nine in the morning, Zhang Yang and Teacher Xiao Meng walked out of the suite side by side.

On the way, Teacher Xiao Meng muttered something like he still had to teach.

"Ouch." She held onto the wall lightly.

Seeing that Teacher Meng was limping and looked quite pitiful, Zhang Yang called the principal of Yinghai Middle School and asked for leave for her.

It's rare to speak up, there's no need to do it for just one or two days.

So I gave her a week off.

Fortunately, her music class, well... isn't actually that important. Many teachers covet her class and are eager to take it.

"That's great, I love you." Teacher Xiao Meng hugged him happily.

In the corridor, several hotel managers passed by inadvertently and lowered their heads, pretending not to see it.

There was shock in the lowered eyes.

It was the first time they saw the boss bring a girl back, and the two of them were so intimate, could it be...
Everyone began to imagine.

Later that night, Zhang Yang drove Meng Baihan all the way back to their villa.

"Can we still go?" he asked before getting off the bus.

"Okay, you can go back early, I'm fine." Teacher Xiao Meng came over and asked for a farewell kiss, then said with a smile.

Zhang Yang nodded and watched Teacher Xiao Meng take a few steps and walk into the house before driving away.

·
In the days leading up to the Spring Festival, Zhang Yang lived a very enjoyable and unusually regular life.

Every now and then, his mother would ask him to go back to the villa for dinner. She would cook for her son in different ways, with all kinds of home-cooked dishes, never repeating themselves.

I even rarely go to the restaurant because the manager is watching me.

Zhang Yang naturally enjoyed it and enjoyed the days with his parents.

In addition to going home, he often goes to the Four Seasons Hotel, Star City Commercial Street, and even visits his own ecological park on the outskirts of the city from time to time.

He likes this ecological park far away from the city more and more.

In this ecological park, you can have a wonderful feeling of being outside the city, away from the hustle and bustle, and in close contact with the countryside and nature.

Things like picking fruits, collecting eggs, fishing, and having an outdoor BBQ from time to time.

It's just a pleasure.

And every time I go back, the trunk will never be empty. There will be chicken, duck, fish and meat. Not only will I bring them to my mother to make soup and cook, but I will also bring these to Teacher Xiao Meng's house occasionally so that I don't go empty-handed.

To be honest, these things are not rare.

But when you say that these are good things that are native to the industrial ecological park under your name, the meaning is different.

How could Teacher Meng's mother not treasure these things? They are so rare.

Teacher Xiao Meng was also very curious about Zhang Yang's ecological park. Unable to resist her repeated requests, Zhang Yang took the time to take her there for a visit. Unexpectedly, it became uncontrollable and Teacher Xiao Meng pestered Zhang Yang to go there every other day.

On such a day, their housewarming party was finally going to be held.

For other families, moving to a new home would be considered a major event and a big deal, but for Zhang Zhaohai and his wife, it was just a trivial matter.

Even so, call and notify them.

All relatives and friends responded and congratulated him.

Not to mention the relatives, there are also Zhang Zhaohai and his wife’s former friends, colleagues, even former classmates, and all kinds of partners and friends they met when they opened the restaurant.

There's no way around it. People know you've moved into a new house and have come to congratulate you. How can you not invite them to your wedding banquet?

So, come, come, everyone.

Only Zhang Yang himself kept his mouth shut and told no one about the matter, so no one knew about it.

If he told others, what would happen? Friends thousands of miles away would try to send their blessings. It was just such a small matter, he felt there was really no need to tell anyone.

Ziyuan No. 1 Villa.

Zhang Yang's single-family villa was unusually lively inside and outside the yard today.

Friends and relatives gathered together and came to the house to congratulate in advance.

In the garage, Maybach, Bentley, and Cullinan are lined up in a row. Inside the house, the luxurious decoration is magnificent. There are various decoration brands, and a simple search will yield an astonishing number.

"This giant screen TV is so good, how much does it cost?"

The aunts gathered around curiously, searched by model number, and looked at the price.

More than one million!
Oh my god.

I looked at the kitchen cabinets and saw that the quality was simply extraordinary, so I checked the price again.

Hundreds of thousands here, hundreds of thousands there, add up to millions.

Not to mention the tables, chairs and benches that can be found everywhere, the bedding in the room, and even the jewelry cabinet that you glance at briefly, all of which cost hundreds of thousands of yuan.

The entire villa, decoration, soft furnishings and hard furnishings.

This has cost tens of millions?

Many relatives and friends were shocked, their mouths were open and the emotions in their eyes were mixed.

What a difference!
They finally realized that the Zhang family today had really become another class that they could not reach.

In the living room, Zhang Yang picked up his two elders who lived in the countryside early in the morning.

At this moment, the two old people were sitting upright on the sofa, surrounded by a group of relatives, who kept saying flattering words to them, all kinds of nice things, making them smile with joy and unable to close their mouths.

"Ah, you two old people can enjoy your life in the future. Your son and daughter-in-law are running such a great restaurant business, and your grandson is building a great business!"

"Yes, you should enjoy yourself!"

"Just come up and live here!"

Song Wenqin brought a fruit plate and said with a smile, "Mom and Dad, why don't you just come up and stay here? There are plenty of rooms, and it will be convenient for us to take care of you."

"I'm not used to it." The two old men waved their hands, "It's more comfortable at home."

Although they are old, their brains are not confused. Instead, they are very smart. I listened to everything they discussed just now.

In this family, there are hundreds of thousands here and hundreds of thousands there.

How can we live here?

No, no, it will definitely not be comfortable.

Therefore, they firmly rejected their daughter-in-law's kindness.

"We are in good health now. When we are too old to move, it won't be too late for you to bring us up," said the old couple.

What his grandparents said reminded Zhang Yang.

correct.

I only gave this Peiyuan Pill to my parents, and didn't have time to give it to the two elderly people.

Well, find an opportunity to use it for them.

As for the dosage, it was naturally greatly reduced again. Even if the final effect could not make them many years younger, it was at least better than any health care products, making the two elderly people healthier.

(End of this chapter)