"Slave?"
Upon hearing this, Yang Qian couldn’t help but look at Jiang Ning.
He was dressed in a black coat, exuding a rather elegant presence. At this mont, he had put down the teacup, resting his chin in one hand and holding a whip in the other, with his right foot on the carriage’s front and his left foot dangling freely, swaying slightly with the carriage’s movent.
’Driving a carriage and still looking so cool...’
Even though Yang Qian thought Jiang Ning’s family wasn’t particularly wealthy, the amazent at this mont was hard to conceal.
’If only he were a bit richer...’ Yang Qian didn’t dare to think further.
The uniquely styled carriage, the mont it appeared on the Huishui River, attracted countless citizens to stop and watch. Even the team having an ice tug-of-war stopped their activities. In an instant, they beca the center of attention.
Bai Yuxia looked calm, being long accustod to this.
The unique twins had been enjoying this peacefully since childhood.
At first, Xue Yuantong felt slightly uncomfortable, but seeing her companions so composed, she quickly told herself in her heart: ’You are an emperor! Fear nothing!’
Jiang Ning flicked the whip again, a sharp crack exploded, and under the shock, the speed of the five young n pulling the carriage increased slightly.
Passing by Lin Zida’s tent, Jiang Ning nodded to him.
Lin Zida looked at the ’trendy’ wooden carriage with a complex gaze, admitting he felt a bit envious.
Seeing the young n with different colored hair - Little Yellow, Little Green, Little Red, Pot Lid Head, and Skinny - he felt even more envious at that mont.
After Jiang Ning’s special ride went far, Yang Qian curiously asked: "Where did he find people to pull the carriage?"
There was sothing she didn’t say; those youths with various hair colors were definitely not good people. Yang Qian always kept her distance from such people.
Lin Zida speculated: "Probably caught specifically by him."
Zhuang Jianhui’s lips twitched; why did Xiao Pang’s tone sound a bit like the 15th-century European colonizers capturing people in Africa?
Yang Qian was even more puzzled: "If he wanted to kidnap people, wouldn’t they resist?"
At this point, Lin Zida and Zhuang Jianhui recalled the miserable night they were attacked. Zhuang Jianhui said with difficulty: "Probably couldn’t resist."
Jiang Ning, who could defeat desperados, handling a few Ghost Fire youths was definitely a dinsional descent.
As they discussed Jiang Ning, Lin Zida’s phone rang suddenly. Pulling out his phone, Wang Yong’s voice ca through: "Brother Lin, I’m here, where are you guys?"
Lin Zida looked up, gazing toward the southern river dam, seeing a black Audi driving slowly on the dam. Lin Zida raised the electric drill in his hand as a sign: "I see you."
He said: "Jianhui, Wang Yong is here, and he brought two girls."
The mont he finished speaking, Yang Qian’s expression changed drastically; she thought she was the only girl here, and yet Wang Yong brought more people, what’s wrong with him?
Yang Qian forced a smile: "Why did you invite him over?"
Zhuang Jianhui glanced at her indifferently and said: "If we didn’t call soone over, who would grill the fish I catch? Can you?"
Yang Qian fell silent.
...
’Brother, it’s embarrassing!’ Little Yellow communicated with a glance while pulling the carriage.
Little Green, pulling hard, responded with his eyes: ’What else can I do?’
They were exhausted now; the ice was hard and slippery, making it easy to fall. They had to exert extra effort to keep their balance while pulling the carriage.
Fortunately, Little Fatty had tied them together with a rope, adding to their stability.
Because of this, Chen Siyu praised: "In ancient tis, there was the Cao Jun naval fleet with its linked chains; today, we have our own five-horse link!"
In his heart, Little Yellow roared: ’I’ll tear you limb from limb!’
Unfortunately, he didn’t dare; Little Fatty’s hits were too painful!
Dongdong shouted: "What are you daydreaming about, run faster!"
He was the kind of person who, having been drenched himself, wanted to spoil soone else’s umbrella. Dongdong implented the miserable treatnt he received onto the Ghost Fires without missing a beat.
The carriage dashed across the ice, causing a sensational wave wherever it went, an unbelievable scene.
At a gathering place on the ice, people surrounded an old man ice fishing. The old man was wearing a black Ancestor Bird down jacket, wide and corpulent, with an imposing appearance, and a woolen hat on his head.
As a fish bit the hook, Tang Yaohan raised the pole, pulling up a palm-sized crucian carp.
Complints imdiately rang out nearby: "Mr. Tang’s skills are exceptional; you’ve just started, and you’ve already caught one!"
The product departnt manager said: "This fish is indeed beautiful, truly like ’White egrets fly by the White Water Pond, under Longjiao Mountain the crucian carp are plump!’"
Tang Yaohan was the father-in-law of Yang Fei of the rural tourism business, a local private enterprise boss in Yuzhou. In small places, private enterprises often can’t escape the clutches of family control, where kinship is more important than ability.
High-level leaders from a few companies on the side showered Tang Yaohan with lavish praise.
It’s not that they have no dignity; life is such that if saying a good word can benefit them, most people are willing to do so.
Tang Fu, dressed in an orange cold-weather suit, rolled her eyes at the crucian carp. Unlike the fish she usually caught, this one was completely still.
She couldn’t help but ask: "Grandpa, are you sure you didn’t catch a dead fish!"
Faced with his granddaughter’s skepticism, Tang Yaohan scolded: "Nonsense, this is what ice fishing is like. The water is freezing cold, so the fish are sluggish!"
Tang Fu: "Oh, oh."
Tang Yaohan lectured: "You exercise all day; your brain’s gone soft!"
He couldn’t be bothered with his granddaughter, focusing instead on the caught crucian carp with so regret: "It’s a nice fish, a wild crucian carp, but too many bones!"
The sales departnt manager reacted quickly, imdiately saying: "Fish at, though delicious, has many bones. While work is good, it has many obstacles. However, under Mr. Tang’s leadership, tasks will be like tasting the fish’s flavor, with not a single bone!"
The other departnt leaders exchanged glances secretly: ’Damn old Wang, no wonder he’s so good at sales!’
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