Feng Jianxiong returned to Jinling in a dusty manner.

When the plane was about to land, Ma Hesha was still sleeping heavily. The flight attendant came over to remind her to put the back of the chair back and prepare to land before she woke up.

Feng Jianxiong saw this girl so honest. When she got on the plane, the flight attendant asked her phone to turn off, and she turned off her phone, so the alarm clock was not legal.

Feng Jianxiong, an old man who is used to international flights, always turns on the "flight mode" and turns off the RF when it comes to the nonsensical counterfeiter clauses unique to domestic aviation.

Although the Apple phone has not entered the mainland (it is about to enter), and the Android phone has not been developed. The non-smart phones that people use nowadays have nothing to play in flight mode, but this is a habit that Feng Jianxiong has formed over the years in later generations.

As soon as she left the terminal, Ma Hesha was embarrassed to ask Feng Jianxiong whether he would go back to school or not. She subconsciously felt that Feng Jianxiong's business is so big and so awesome and busy person must never go back to school to attend classes.

So, she said goodbye to Feng Jianxiong directly at the entrance of the terminal: "Brother Xiong... Thank you for sending me back, then you can do it yourself. I'll take the subway into the city. Oh no, I'll take a taxi back to school by myself, you can do it yourself."

She could hear the wording of her speech. She usually called Feng Jianxiong "Senior Feng" very politely or just called "Senior Senior". Now she accidentally called "Brother Xiong". You are not distinguished in terms of title, and her thinking is very chaotic.

It seems that after those long talks all night, Ma Hesha was shocked by Feng Jianxiong's eloquence and ability, it became even more difficult for Ma Hesha to calm down.

Feng Jianxiong was also a little laughed at the girl's helpless look: "What's the hurry? I'm going to go back to school. I have to queue up to take a taxi at the airport, take the subway. I'll take a car to take you with me when I take a ride at Mochou Lake."

Of course, Ma Hesha didn't care about taking the subway, but in her impression, she always felt that successful people like Feng Jianxiong would not take the subway.

Now it seems that Brother Xiong is also a real person with flesh and blood.

Ma Hesha had a lot of luggage, and Feng Jianxiong only had a backpack, so he gentlemanly helped Ma Hesha to drag a large trolley case with a bulging travel bag on it.

In January, Jinling was just below zero. Feng Jianxiong went to LZ for only one day, and he was in a heated place, so he didn't have to bring anything at all.

However, Ma Hesha filmed a drama for two weeks in the cold winter in the northwest. Those places were much colder than Jinling in the south of the Yangtze River, and there were minus 20 degrees outdoors, so Ma Hesha brought a lot of down furs.

Seeing Feng Jianxiong wearing Versace’s custom-made windbreaker but pulling a rustic trolley case, Ma Hesha felt the same human touch.

I squeezed onto the subway, because it was the starting point station, and there was a single seat empty near the side door of the car. Feng Jianxiong asked the girl to sit.

"I didn't expect you to take the subway like us." Ma Hesha couldn't help but complain, as if there was something new to discover.

Feng Jianxiong was a little confused about the other party's brain circuit: "What's so strange about taking the subway? Quick, there will be no traffic jams. If it weren't for the fact that there was no subway in Xianlin University Town, it would be convenient for me to take it back to school."

"But you should be... a person worth over 100 million yuan. Are you not afraid of being kidnapped by taking the subway? I haven't seen you take a bodyguard."

When Ma Hesha said this, she couldn't help but pull Feng Jianxiong's arm, trying to make Feng Jianxiong lean down, and she also leaned forward slightly and squatted, as if she wanted to put her mouth to Feng Jianxiong's ear and whisper.

When she talked about the word "value exceeds 100 million", she deliberately lowered her voice, just as if the subway was full of bad people. If it sounded, several criminals would immediately appear to hijack Feng Jianxiong.

Feng Jianxiong's real money is definitely less than 50 million. However, if he counts the value-added investments - for example, the house he bought two years ago, has doubled. If the valuation of the Niconico Video Network he invested in, if it is really exposed to show his real strength, it will be fine to double it several times.

Therefore, if you calculate the implicit valuation and say that Feng Jianxiong has a nine-digit net worth, that is no problem.

Ma Hesha's guess was a coincidence.

Looking at the girl's serious nonsense, Feng Jianxiong almost couldn't help laughing out loud.

How did such a person who is so novice that he has reached the opportunity today?

Maybe it’s really Yan Hao, and others can’t bear to frame her.

Feng Jianxiong complained lightly: "Please have some common sense, okay? There are more people who have just over 100 million yuan in value these days. If someone is kidnapped here, how bad is the public security? At least billions of people will consider taking bodyguards and not taking the subway."

Ma Hesha blushed and defended himself: "Is that...is it like this? Maybe we have seen the public security from a young age, so I have this illusion."

Feng Jianxiong put himself in his shoes and thought about it. Ma Hesha’s hometown was indeed more restrictive, so he felt relieved of his ignorance towards the girl:

"I sometimes keep thinking, why are you so simple and so many opportunities now, and so many people are kind to you. Now I have figured it out a little - you remind me of a character in Jin Yong's novel, and her good looks, so others can't bear to harm her."

"Is that so? Tell me who it is." Ma Hesha had never seen Feng Jianxiong's joke and lifelike side. Every time he appeared in front of her, Feng Jianxiong would talk seriously about high-level words. So this rare side made her very curious.

"It should be Kasli. There is no plot in "The Book of Swords and Revenge". As soon as Kasli appeared, the originally tense Jurchen army could not bear to fight." Feng Jianxiong said naturally.

Ma Hesha had obviously read these novels, and knew that Princess Xiangxiang was very beautiful. She couldn't help but blush when she heard this, and she was so panicked that she was distorted:

"How can I compare like this? I'm not very beautiful... But Kasli is also in bad luck. She met a coward like Chen Jialuo who gave up a girl. Otherwise, even if she was serving a husband with her sister Huo Qingtong, it would be much better than the miserable ending later. Alas, every time she saw that coward is angry, you show that it is the feudal era background in ancient costumes. The real hero has three wives and four concubines who are completely 'dead'. She insists on being mentally clean and obsessed with it and even killed it..."

When Ma Hesha talked about this, she realized that there was something wrong. She quickly stopped the topic, her heart pounding, and she didn't know how to continue the conversation.

She was just embarrassed to be praised, so she just talked nonsense, just to be wrong, and didn't care where she was wrong. Who knew that when she talked about novels, she became more and more embarrassing when she became more and more distorted.

If Feng Jianxiong had tea in his mouth at this moment, he would definitely spit out "puff-" in one mouthful.

Fortunately, he had nothing in his mouth, so he was choked.

"Send... to give away the female coward? Damn, what kind of hot chicken-lose online novels do schoolgirls read nowadays? Where do you follow this? The terms are all in one set.

This brain circuit is not right! Don’t the Danmei corrupt guy who reads female writing should not be opposed to sending girls? Are you still excited to see her? Could it be that she was poisoned by the 'big heroes can marry four' since she was a child? It doesn’t look like she looks very much, and she is very envious of Chineseization."

...

The scene was once awkward, and Feng Jianxiong had to pretend to listen to music and no longer chat with Ma Hesha.

The subway flew to Mochou Lake, and Feng Jianxiong led Ma Hesha to the downstairs of the apartment where he lived. He went upstairs to put down his luggage and then picked up the car.

Out of politeness, he still wanted to ask: "I'll go up and put something, do you want to go up? It won't be cold to wait downstairs, right?"

"It's neither cold nor cold. I'm used to staying in the Northwest. I feel very warm when I return to Jinling." Ma Hesha quickly modestly and signaled Feng Jianxiong to let himself go.

However, she could not say anything, but she couldn't help but praise: "I didn't expect you to live in such a luxury house."

This makes me feel a little straight.

"You haven't been here? Oh yes, you haven't been here. Nicole Mikoto Momo and the others have been here, and even Jingjing has been here. I'm a little confused." Feng Jianxiong was slightly stunned when he heard this, and looked at the girl behind him with his eyes on his face, and whispered to himself without hesitation.

After taking stock of the inventory, he did not stop at his feet, and he swiped the card and got on the elevator.

However, Feng Jianxiong's unintentional verbal attacks on Ma and Sha:

"There are so many seniors who have been to Senior Feng's house! It seems... nothing. It's not ambiguous to sit upstairs, you won't misunderstand it, right? Surely not. Senior Yu from the Law School and the "Jingjing" who doesn't know who it is, they are definitely not Senior Feng's lover or girlfriend.

It seems that ordinary friends can go up even if they are familiar with each other... But today I have said that I can't go, so don't change my words, otherwise it would be too embarrassing. If he gives me another chance to invite me next time, I will go up and sit and open my eyes. Well, I'm just for curiosity~"

Ma Hesha was thinking about it all, and Feng saw that Xiong had already put down his luggage and drove out the car.

Ma Hesha had seen Feng Jianxiong's turbo-s and had also sat there, but Feng Jianxiong had not sent her alone. She got into the car openly and sat in the passenger seat.

Feng Jianxiong got out of the car and helped her stuff her luggage.

After stuffing his luggage, Feng Jianxiong realized a bigger problem.

Supercars are not as big as ordinary family cars.

Ma Hesha's two big trolley cases were not stuffed into the car at all.

There is no way. When designing a supercar, it was determined that the owner didn’t have so many miscellaneous luggage to take.

Feng Jianxiong suddenly felt very embarrassed.

But he couldn't let Ma Hesha go to fight at this time. He could only quickly organize the wording, knock on the window of the passenger seat, and said in a negotiated tone: "Are you in a hurry to wear these thick clothes? If you don't have to hurry, why don't you keep them here for two days? Nicole often comes to me, and her car has a big trunk, so I'll take you to school at that time."

Ma Hesha obviously realized that if he didn't accept this setting, it would definitely embarrass Feng Jianxiong, so he agreed without thinking: "It's okay, Jinling is so hot, I don't know that those fur clothes will be worn in the Year of the Monkey and Horses in the Year of the Monkey. My parents were afraid that I would be cold when filming, so I forced me to bring them. Let's put them here, just bring them to me when it's convenient~"

"As long, I'll help you get your luggage." Feng Jianxiong said, dragging his two big suitcases back to his body.
Chapter completed!