A yacht was definitely a symbol of status for the rich. You could buy a few luxury cars and a few big villas. Then you would be a rich person at most. Only the real rich would buy things like yachts and private jets.
"I got it!"
After Ying Cheng told her the knowledge, Xin Rong nodded and looked at Ying Wang. "So Brother Wang is the nouveau riche they say on the Internet!"
"Wrong! He is the overbearing CEO. "Ying Cheng corrected her, but Ying Wang gave him a light look." Stop the car. "
"Stop the car?" Ying Cheng stared. "This is the yacht club. You have to let us eat something before going out to sea!"
Ying Wang: "Let's eat on the boat."
Xin Rong and Ying Cheng got off the car in a daze. Along the way, Ying Cheng said that Ying Wang was not a good friend and didn't tell him what he had arranged on the boat.
As soon as they entered, they saw three people standing there. The one in the front was wearing a suit and greeted them warmly.
"President Ying! You are here. Everything is arranged. " When he said this, his eyes paused on Xin Rong's face. Xin Rong clearly felt that he was smiling at her very eagerly.
They walked along the wooden corridor all the way to the seaside. Rows of big and small yachts were parked at the dock. Although it was night, the lights were very beautiful.
"This one is brother's. So is that one!" Ying Cheng pointed to a yacht and told Xin Rong. Then he suddenly shouted, "Brother, we haven't arrived yet? Did you buy a new one? "
The manager in the suit quickly turned around and said, "Yes, we just came back yesterday. This is the one!"
"Damn!" Ying Cheng stared at the yacht in front of him, stunned. "What... what is this?"
Xin Rong suddenly screamed, "Jasmine flowers! They are Jasmine flowers! "
It was a yacht with Jasmine flowers on the hull. Green branches and white flowers intertwined. There were two words written in traditional Chinese at the end of the boat.
"Gui Rong." Xin Rong murmured, "This is... this is..."
"This is your Christmas gift. Do you like it?" Ying Wang was standing on the boat and reached out to her. "Come and have a look."
The manager had already retreated. At the same time, he was calculating how much money this yacht could save for them...
"Let's take a look!" Ying Cheng jumped onto the yacht and said to Xin Rong sourly, "Rongrong, you're rich. I don't even have a yacht."
The yacht was huge and had three floors. The interior was decorated in the style of Jasmine flowers. Even the lights were Jasmine flowers of different shapes.
"So beautiful..." Xin Rong was pulled by Ying Wang and looked all the way down. "Brother Wangwang, you're so nice. You're even better than my father and mother!" After saying that, she threw herself into the man's arms.
"Sob sob sob, I like it very much, very much!"
Ying Wang held her shoulder. Seeing that the little girl's eyes were red from crying, he couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth: "Silly girl, you like it, but you still cry."
Xin Rong's hometown was Yangzhou, the place where Jasmine flowers bloomed. Therefore, when Ying Wang ordered the yacht, he used the concept of Jasmine flowers.
He had never thought about women's thoughts. Xin Qing and Asha both had domineering husbands who would never allow them to bring gifts from others.
Therefore, this was the first time Ying Wang tried to make a woman happy. Obviously, he succeeded!
"I'm too embarrassed to take it out." Xin Rong wiped her eyes and was a little overwhelmed.
Ying Cheng ran down from the upper floor: "Alas, I'm too embarrassed to take it out." Then he blinked and said, "Rongrong, did you prepare a gift for us?"
"Yes." Xin Rong took out two boxes from her bag embarrassedly.
The boxes were delicate and wrapped in beautiful brocade.
"I'm so excited!" Ying Cheng hugged the boxes in his arms: "I finally received a gift from my sister, I finally received a gift from my sister!"
Xin Rong felt that the gift she prepared was not good. She rubbed her fingers and whispered: "If you don't like it, I can prepare a new one."
"I like it very much." Ying Wang's voice came.
In his hand was a piece of dark purple gauze. To be exact, it was a handkerchief with the word "Wang" embroidered on the corner.
"Look at the embroidery!" Ying Cheng also took a piece, but it was light red.
Xin Rong blushed: "This is the silkworm I raised last time..."
"Then you decided to make it into a handkerchief?" Ying Cheng smelled it: "Did you use incense?"
"No, it's a natural dye. I used that strange fruit." Xin Rong gestured.
Ying Cheng's expression showed that he understood: "I know! Dragon fruit. "Then he leaned in front of Ying Wang:" Hehe, brother, let me smell yours! "
"Go away." Ying Wang pushed him away: "You got snot on it."
"I don't have snot!" Ying Cheng was angry: "Rongrong, why does brother's handkerchief smell different from mine?"
Xin Rong blinked her big eyes: "Wangwang, brother's handkerchief was dyed with wisteria."
The two big men carefully folded the handkerchief and put it in their pockets.
"Do you... like it?" Xin Rong raised her small face, and her nervous expression was cute to Ying Cheng. He reached out and pinched her face: "Of course I like it. It's a gift from my sister!"
Ying Wang kicked him: "Don't pinch her."
"Tsk!" Ying Cheng took back his hand indifferently. He was now a man who had a gift from his sister, so he didn't want to argue with the overbearing president.
Xin Rong smiled: "Hehe, that's great. Then I'll make two more pajamas for you later!"
"No," Ying Wang said immediately.
Seeing the smile on the little girl's face disappear, he hurriedly said: "I'm afraid you'll be tired."
"I won't!" Xin Rong said with a smile: "At home, I have to embroider and do needlework with my sister every day. I'll make some for you later."
Ying Wang's eyes were obscure. He glanced at his younger brother, feeling that he was particularly troublesome.
"Go sail the boat."
Ying Cheng pointed to the tip of his nose: "I go?"
"Or you don't have to eat." Ying Wang said lightly.
"... Right away!"
Ying Wang saw him running to the cockpit, and added: "Sail according to the position on the map."
Soon, Xin Rong heard the beeping sound, and then the boat slowly moved.
"Don't be afraid." Ying Wang saw that Xin Rong was a little nervous, and reached out to pull her: "Let's go to the deck."
Xin Rong stayed close to Ying Wang. On the deck, she saw the endless sea, and the yacht was moving forward on the sea.
"It's amazing!" She slowly let go of Ying Wang's hand and walked to the side of the boat. The sea breeze blew her long hair, and the long dress drew a beautiful arc in the air.
She opened her arms and turned around a few times. Then she turned to Ying Wang and shouted: "I'm flying on the water! I'm actually flying on the water! " The night light made the girl's smile a little charming, like a night elf stretching her wings.
"Slow down..." Ying Wang wanted to call her back, because his heart suddenly tightened, as if the person in front of him was going to fly away with the wind.
Xin Rong jumped and ran back with a smile, holding his arm: "Brother Wangwang, I'm so happy, so happy!"
"It's good that you're happy." Ying Wang touched her face, and his heart slowly calmed down, but something bloomed inside, like a flower engraved in his heart.
The unlucky younger brother's voice came: "Brother, are we going to get close to that boat?"
Xin Rong just found that there was another boat not far away on the sea, which was bigger than her yacht.
"We're here."
The two boats soon docked. The big boat was decorated with flashing lights, and there was also a very big Christmas tree.
"Which chef did you invite?" Ying Cheng asked as soon as he got on the boat. "I'm afraid there's more than one restaurant on such a big boat, right?"
Ying Wang pushed Xin Rong: "Go, let's go see."
"I don't dare..." Xin Rong stuck out her tongue and leaned against him like a coward. She felt very insecure in a strange place. How could she run out on her own?
Ying Cheng pushed Ying Wang: "Let's go!"
In Class A, which was as big as a basketball court, dozens of food stalls were neatly arranged there, and there were three people busy in each stall.
"Tanzi noodles, steamed meat buns, fried pancakes, osmanthus fish..." Ying Cheng called out one by one. "There's also hot and spicy soup and bamboo chicken!" He laughed. "Brother, you brought all the snacks in the country!"
Ying Wang knocked on the wheelchair: "Not all, Rongrong won't eat some of them."
"Amazing!" Xin Rong's mouth had already turned into an O shape.
"Come on, let's go eat!" Ying Cheng pulled her. "Damn, what's that? Roasted whole lamb! "
Ying Wang watched the two rushing over while chattering. He suddenly felt that his legs were lame at the wrong time, so he had to slowly turn the wheelchair and follow behind them.
"Brother Wangwang, eat this!" Every time Xin Rong ate something, she would run to him and feed him a bite. She would also discuss the taste with him, and if he liked it, he would go and get more.
Looking at his brother who had already jumped far away, Ying Wang silently put him on the list of people who must not be taken to the next activity. The unlucky Ying Cheng didn't know that he ate so much that his mouth was full of oil the whole night, and he also tried to go to the bathroom several times and eat more snacks.
It wasn't until Xin Rong went to the toilet once that Ying Wang finally stopped the two of them from eating to death without any regard for their lives.
"Let's go back."
Because of eating too much that night, Xin Rong and Ying Cheng didn't sleep well. At noon, Ying Wang had already had two meetings, and found that the two guys still didn't get up, so he asked the auntie to wake them up.
"Ah!" Ying Cheng stretched. "I don't want to eat. I haven't digested what I had last night."
Xin Rong held a bottle of milk: "I don't want to eat either."
Ying Wang frowned and asked the auntie to make digestive tea.
"Don't eat so much in the future." He reached out his hand, and Xin Rong leaned into his arms.
Seeing Ying Wang rubbing Xin Rong's stomach, Ying Cheng also rubbed himself. "Ah, it's all your fault!"
The snacks Ying Wang found were all made by the local time-honored brands, and there were no other branches. Normally, they couldn't eat without going to the local. It was really not easy to eat so many at the same time.
"If they like it, let them come back." Ying Wang looked at Xin Rong. "It will be troublesome if their stomachs are hurt."
Xin Rong nodded. "Not in the future, and it won't be so troublesome. If I can always eat it, it won't be called a special snack!"
The corner of Ying Wang's mouth raised a few degrees. Xin Rong was not greedy and had a sense of propriety. She was growing up according to his expectations. Looking at the little girl's smiling face, he suddenly felt that time was too slow.
"Zuo Shu is back." Ying Cheng's voice interrupted his meditation.
Outside the door, Zuo Shu came in in a wheelchair. Seeing them, she smiled happily and said, "Merry Christmas!"
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