Love is indeed what Duanmu Jun said, it is one thing that brings another. Looking at the tangled scene in the racecourse, Duanmu Jun kept turning the silver spoon in his hand, with a slight smile on his lips. Duanmu Jun did not

He was not angry because of Chen Yuyang's arrogance, nor was he frustrated because of his sister's humiliation. Instead, he was in the mood of watching a good show and wanted to see how the next story would develop. Duanmu Jun thought to himself: This

The relationship between Chen Yuyang and his sister can be regarded as a talented man and a good-looking woman. If things can work out, it will be a good story.

"You seem quite happy!" Li Yingwei suddenly laughed.

Duanmu Jun placed the white porcelain coffee cup on the crystal glass table, still smiling slightly, and said: "I finally found someone who can subdue my unruly princess. Do you think I can be in a bad mood?"

Li Yingwei burst into laughter, stared at Duan Mujun, moved his fingers lightly, and said, "That's all you have to offer." After saying this, Li Yingwei changed the subject and sighed: "Unfortunately, the one from the Song family is too soft and waxy.

It seems that I can’t support the mud wall, otherwise I would have had a good life.”

"I don't think so." Duanmu Jun said with a smile: "Song Yuanshan is a simple and honest person, but he is a straight-forward person. If he doesn't mention principles, he is willing to be a good old man. Once the issue of principles comes up,

, then he will never back down. It can be said that he is also an alternative existence among the princelings in Kyoto!"

"You rarely praise others~" Li Yingwei said a little surprised.

"But I'm not stingy about praising others." Duanmu Jun said with a smile.

The two looked at each other and smiled, like cunning foxes. These two people can be said to be the best among the third generation of princelings, and they are also the oldest third generation of princelings. Since the founding of the People's Republic of China, the red second generation has formed the princelings

The party circle, with Chen Zhenqian, Chen Zhenkun, the second generation of the Ye family and the young generation of the Mao family with great military exploits as the core, formed a super strong era of the Kyoto princeling circle.

Nowadays, some of these red second generations have died, and some have already stood on the pyramid of Chinese power, just like the two old men of the Chen family. As they recede, the second generation of princelings gradually appear on the scene.

The second generation of princelings is also called the most powerful princeling, because there are two most powerful men in it, Bai Jingqi who almost unified the princelings, and the Chen family who used force to suppress all parties.

The third generation, Chen Luohe.

Twenty years ago, the shocking battle between Bai Jingqi and Chen Luohe shattered the entire princeling party into pieces. Since then, both Zhang Hanhai, Bai Jingqi, and Chen Luohe have begun to fade away from the stage of the princeling party.

Twenty years later, the third generation of princelings has grown up, but in terms of quality, the third generation of princelings is far from being able to compare with the second generation of princelings in their heyday. Li Yingwei and Duanmu Jun became the most advanced princelings.

Leaders of three generations. Because they have experienced the changes of two generations of princelings. They are caught between the end of the second generation of princelings and the rise of the third generation of princelings. Although he was only more than ten years old at the time, Duanmu Jun remembered clearly

, that earth-shattering battle at the Purple Gold Summit.

It can be said that among the third-generation princelings, Duanmu Jun is the only one who has personally witnessed the silence of the second-generation princelings, so he has become the largest party leader among the third-generation princelings in Kyoto.

"What are you thinking about?" Li Yingwei asked coldly.

Gently pinching his eye sockets, Duanmu Jun seemed troubled and said: "It's hard to look back on the past. Think about those figures who were at the top of the second generation of princelings back then. Their sharpness overshadowed the entire Kyoto. But today's princelings are simply...

We have become the second generation of ancestors who enjoy eating, drinking and having fun. Each generation is not as good as the last. Is this the legendary saying that one cannot be rich for more than three generations?"

"Bai Jingqi, Chen Luohe, Zhang Hanhai, Ye Tingjun, Chen Luoshu, Huang Baiwei, Ji Haitao. That generation is indeed a generation of talented people! Now, now..." Li Yingwei tasted the coffee in his hand, with a slightly bitter taste in the corners of his mouth.

Said: "A snake can't do without a head. Neither you nor I have the energy to be this leader. And Bai Jingqi, the prince of that era has gone into seclusion, and Zhang Hanhai has also become the biggest spy chief in China, and it is impossible to appear again.

.As for Chen Luohe, I’m afraid it’s impossible for my uncle to come forward.”

"How is Chen Yuyang?" Duanmujun suddenly asked.

"Him?" Li Yingwei shook his head and said, "He is still too young. In terms of strategy, he is still far behind~~"

"It seems that the only option is to invite the prince to come out. If the prince raises his arms and calls out, everyone in Kyoto will respond!" Duanmu Jun said with a smile.

"Don't overestimate Bai Jingqi's appeal. Perhaps for our generation, Bai Jingqi's name is a myth, but for the real third-generation prince, Bai Jingqi and the others have never heard of him. You go

Let’s see if your little princess cares about who Bai Jingqi is?” Li Yingwei sneered.

"Hey~~~~" Duanmu Jun sighed silently, shook his head with a wry smile, and thought to himself: There is a long way to go to rectify the princelings~

On the club's racecourse, Chen Yuyang was walking in front, and Duanmu Qingyi was chasing after him. He was panting, with an anxious look on his face. As he chased, he said: "Yuyang, Yuyang, wait for me, wait for me."

.I was wrong, I was wrong, shouldn’t I be willful? "

Suddenly, Chen Yuyang's footsteps stopped, and his eyes were fixed, looking at his seat. At this moment, an old man was already sitting in his original seat. The old man looked very prosperous and always had a cheerful smile.

. And behind the old man stood a thin bodyguard in black.

Chen Yuyang didn't want to argue with the old man. He just took a look and prepared to leave and find another seat. After all, there were many empty seats on the racecourse.

Seeing Chen Yuyang turn around and leave, the old man suddenly smiled and said, "Young man, it's not the way of a gentleman to let a girl chase you."

Chen Yuyang turned back indifferently and said with a smile: "Thank you for your advice, old man!"

"Young man, don't be too busy walking. Sit for a while. This is your seat!" The old man suddenly invited.

Chen Yuyang was not polite, and sat down with a golden sword. At this moment, Duanmu Qingyi had also caught up with him, panting constantly, his face flushed, he pulled Chen Yuyang and said: "Yuyang, I promise, I promise, in the future

Definitely not. Just forgive me!"

The old man chuckled and said, "Young man, your equestrian skills are pretty good!"

"Thank you for the compliment, old man. My equestrian skills are just mediocre." Chen Yuyang smiled slightly and habitually began to turn the blood jade ring in his hand.
Chapter completed!