Hua Qing took the morning flight back to the imperial capital the next day. Although he was jealous of that route, he couldn't get away more than Xiang Dongxi.
Anyway, Xiang Dong already has a business that is independent of the Xiang family, and most of the financial resources of the Xiang family are in his hands. He is the boss now, so it will be easier to do what he wants to do.
But the flower family...
So this matter can only be done in a low-key manner. Perhaps, he can use his own or Hua Dong's name instead of the Hua family's name.
In any case, there is something in front of it.
Ling's mother didn't know what Ling Qingyu was doing at all. After breakfast, she waited for the opening time to continue shopping.
Ling Qingyu and Hua Dong went to the investment agency in Central.
This investment intermediary company is not big. It was recommended by a friend of Huadong after the successful business here. There are not many people, but the service attitude is very good and the business is very familiar.
After learning about the situation of Ling Qingyu and the others, the intermediary put forward some suggestions and plans, such as how to prove the source of funds and so on.
There is no opportunism, but it is indeed stuck in a blind spot in the policy.
In this case, Yang Zhao and the others only need to spend three months and no more than half a year of preparation, and all the materials can be submitted.
"By the way, is Ms. Ling Qingyu married? If you are married, you can bring your husband and children with you." The intermediary asked casually while looking at Ling Qingyu's information.
marry! Ling Qingyu turned her head and whispered in Huadong's ear: "Didn't you want Huahua to make a wedding introduction? Why hasn't it arrived yet?"
Originally, she wanted to argue with Yan San about her marriage certificate in Ningcheng, but the Civil Affairs Bureau had to ask for Yan San's household registration and the unmarried certificate from the local police station, including a letter of introduction.
"I'm going to remind you." Huadong also replied in a low voice: "Isn't it Chinese New Year? I always have to wait for someone to go to work." After thinking about it, he whispered: "What kind of marriage do you want?" Monogamy (of course, most of the world is), or the whole country is connected to the Internet. After you get married once, there is no way not to get divorced for the second time.
"I've made up my mind. I will go to different places to get married separately. They can choose any place. Bali and Maldives are good, right? Church weddings are also good. By the way, remember to come at that time." Ling Qingyu whispered.
The intermediary's ears twitched, and he got up to copy the materials, pretending not to hear.
"You want to be there?" He Li asked Yang Zhaodao in a low voice.
"Ling Family Village." Yang Zhao said with a light smile.
In Lingjia Village, I heard that the wedding between Yan San and her was so happy that it made people cry.
But his wedding made her cry.
"Then I'll choose Bali." He Li said with a smile.
"Hey, what do you mean?" Zhao Yinfeng, who had just delivered the materials with Meng Su, approached and asked.
"nothing."
In the afternoon, the two women went to the spa above the hotel for beauty treatment. Ye Shiyi accompanied Yan San and acted as a doorpost in the lounge again, while the others continued to go shopping.
This world is indeed much more advanced than the other side. Every terrain has different equipment, which makes the men dazzled.
When they crossed the desert, snow, swamp and grassland, they were nothing more than a horse, a gun, a suit of armor and a jug of wine!
Roughly speaking, except for those advanced instruments, most of the men's equipment that makes them dizzy just look at it has been compressed, and it is only equipped for Ling Qingyu and Huadong.
Clothes and shoes were brought according to the needs of different terrains and climates. Sum was familiar with the size of Ling Qingyu's feet, and Ying Shisan was responsible for picking Ling Qingyu's shoes and clothes. The rest of the men's equipment was much more casual.
It doesn't matter if you suffer a little bit, anyway, they can bear it physically, but the sweetheart can't suffer a little bit!
Near dusk, the lanterns hanging on the street lit up, and along the bay, the lanterns on the entire street became streamers of light, reflecting the gradually lit lights, brilliant and gorgeous.
On the Lantern Festival, during the Lantern Festival, beauties are waiting for each other, and the two love each other.
The annual Lantern Festival concert is considered a grand event in Hong Kong. The scale is not large, but it is a gathering of celebrities, and it can be regarded as a social place for the upper class.
Liang Jiarong arrived earlier, seeing that Wu Kun didn't have a female companion, the two simply went together.
The incident in Macau has already been reported. For such a big event, the Hong Kong and Macau newspapers have made headlines in the past two days, and there have been many reports in China. The two families even called to inquire immediately.
At that time, the two of them and other people present remembered that it was so exciting that they forgot to report their safety to their families.
"My dad said, no matter what, I must thank him for saving my life." Liang Jiarong said in a low voice.
"My dad also said the same thing. He said that favors should not be owed. If you can't pay them back, you will be in trouble." Wu Kun said with a low laugh.
However, only Dong Ershao had the phone numbers of those people, but he refused to give them to them.
"Hi! How are you, brothers and sisters!" As soon as he thought of Dong Ershao, Dong Ershao's flattering voice sounded.
Walking to the door, seeing the familiar people inside, Ling Qingyu rolled his eyes, and said to Hua Dong: "Let's keep a low profile, is there a place where we can go in low-key?"
Seeing that there are still many people from the imperial capital inside, Huadong turned around decisively, and said to things: "Look for a place, let's go in directly."
We're here for the show, not for people to see.
She doesn't want her to show things to others...
Ling Qingyu was dressed so old-fashioned, wearing a long-sleeved trouser suit with a pair of full green bracelets, she looked like a woman in her fifties or sixties, but Huadong wore a bright red tight-fitting long skirt, and the front was very normal. , but there is a provocative big V-shaped opening on the back, the long skirt wraps her body exquisitely and sexyly, the ruby necklace reflects the delicate skin on the chest, the white and tender skin coming out of the back and the alluring Skeleton Curve…
Xiang Dongsi put on her jacket decisively, and called for them to take them directly to the seats in the venue.
Then he greeted him in.
On such occasions, people like Ling Qingyu and Huadong, who are not famous and not noticed, can leave, but he can't.
Moreover, he also wanted to meet Liang Jiarong, whose drilling equipment was world-class.
The tickets purchased from Xiangxi are located at the back of the VIP seats, which is a position where you can see the performance on the stage clearly and will not be noticed by the celebrities under the lights in front.
The venue was very large, and after thousands of spectators sat down, they were completely submerged in the crowd.
When the lights dim, no one notices.
Not to mention meeting Dong Ershao and the others who were chatting lively in advance.
In the two rows where the tickets were divided, Huadong thoughtfully did not sit with Ling Qingyu, but sat with Ling's mother, Jiang Xin.
After Ling's mother's explanation at the Spring Festival Gala, the men also roughly knew these new performance modes here, but they were still shocked when the drums in the speaker sounded sharply.
This is louder than the battle drums during the battle, and the rhythm is so fast that it seems that people's hearts are jumping out.
They were dazzled and their hearts were beating wildly.
The astigmatism of the lights made the people performing on the stage look dazzling and in high spirits.
Fortunately, every time Huadong Jiang Xin followed the audience and shouted the name of the man on the stage loudly, and when she excitedly shouted and raised her hands, Ling Qingyu just calmly explained to them who it was, without showing Any look of interest.
"Master likes to listen to this kind of song. Sum will learn to sing it when she goes back." Su Mu leaned over and whispered from behind.
Ling Qingyu turned her head and kissed him lightly on the lips, and said with a smile, "My Sum's singing is better than this."
Sum smiled and sat back contentedly.