Chapter 378 Breast Enlargement Secret

"Whew, it's so enjoyable"

When Yang Huan walked out of the Beijing Grand Theater, he felt so happy.

From past life to this life, he has always loved watching movies, but he is very disappointed with the domestic movies.

The reason is nothing else, it's too disappointing

As for many famous domestic directors, he also can't stand that kind of behavior.

Can you please stop treating us ordinary moviegoers as if we are stupid and have a lot of money?

When will we finally see domestic films as our national football team and vote with our feet? Let's see what you do.

Not to mention, Yang Huan had quite a few old friends in his previous life who never watched domestic films and only watched Hollywood blockbusters.

It can be seen that there are many such people.

Can the audience be blamed for this?

Zhang Ning stood beside Yang Huan with a wry smile on his face.

"Master, you are enjoying yourself, but I am afraid that you may offend many people."

Some people like to hear what Yang Huan said, but some people certainly don't like to hear it. Some people even think that Yang Huan is bombarding them, and these people will definitely transfer this resentment to Miracle Entertainment.

"So what? If I've offended you, I've offended you. Who's afraid of who?"

Yang Huan is quite open-minded. As for what he says and does, of course he just follows his heart.

I can’t say this, I can’t do that, what’s the point?

"Ms. Zhang, I actually think that Master Huan's words may offend a lot of people, but they will also make more people who have opinions and ideas about the current film market but dare not express them admire him from the bottom of their hearts."

Chen Kexin has been in this industry for a long time and has quite a few sad feelings about it.

Yang Huan shook his head. He was not that great. He just wanted to express his own opinions and make his own voice heard.

"Let's go celebrate."

At this moment, Long Wu walked over quickly and whispered something into Yang Huan's ear.

"Mr. Zhuang called and said he saw you on TV."

"No way?" Yang Huan was a little surprised.

It turns out that the old man also likes watching movies.

"He said he wanted to see the vase from the Qianlong era that the Queen of England collected."

This was taken by Yang Huan when he attended an aristocratic gathering in the UK. The price was not expensive, after all, it was a niche auction.

The Duke of Westminster said it was from the royal collection.

It seems that the old man who likes antiques is impatient.

"Okay, you drive, and we'll go to Yuquan Mountain."

Long Wu immediately agreed to go.

Only after Long Wu left did Yang Huan move closer to Zhang Ning.

"Take them to our seven-star hotel later and have a grand celebration banquet."

Zhang Ning nodded, "You're not going?"

Yang Huan sighed, "Mr. Zhuang missed me."

Zhang Ning chuckled and said, "You are neither a beauty nor a child, why does the old man miss you?"

But she didn't want to say or ask too much about this matter, so she just nodded and agreed.

Before leaving, Yang Huan reminded him, "Remember the punishment tonight."

Zhang Ning naturally knew it, and she glanced at him charmingly, eyes full of love.

Yang Huan apologized to the people present before leaving.

When Yang Huan arrived at Yuquan Mountain, the guards at the foot of the mountain had already received the news and immediately let him pass.

He arrived at the Zhuang family mansion and rang the doorbell, but it was his future father-in-law who opened the door.

"Uncle Zhuang"

"Come on, come in quickly, the old man is waiting anxiously"

Yang Huan held the vase in both hands and walked in quickly.

Old Master Zhuang sat upright on the mahogany chair in the living room, smiling at Yang Huan who came in.

"Grandpa Zhuang"

As soon as Mr. Zhuang saw Yang Huan, the smile on his face became even brighter.

"You just stole the spotlight, aren't you afraid of showing off too much?"

Yang Huan gently placed the vase in his hand on the coffee table. He was not shy at all. He went to the chair next to him and sat down, responding to the old man's words.

"What are you afraid of? They won't really eat me. Besides, what I said doesn't make sense?"

Zhuang Mingyang just smiled slightly.

Obviously, to them, it was just a child's prank.

"You didn't come back this time just to give me a vase, did you?"

As the old man spoke, he put his cane aside, put on his reading glasses, reached out for the vase, and began to look at it with relish.

Yang Huan noticed that he was wearing the warm jade that he had given him before.

No wonder Zhuang Ziqing said that the old man liked it very much.

"If I say yes, you won't believe it."

The old man deliberately put on a serious face and said, "Nonsense!"

After a pause, he added, "Eight out of ten of your sentences are unbelievable."

After saying this, Mr. Zhuang and Zhuang Mingyang and his son all burst out laughing.

"Grandpa Zhuang, people always say that if you receive favors from others, you will be grateful. You, old man..."

"Hey, I took your vase, but I didn't hit you, so I'm sorry, but I didn't eat your food, why should I be so soft-hearted?" Mr. Zhuang was obviously trying to quibble.

Yang Huan was helpless now, he was suppressed and couldn't say a word.

Seeing that aggrieved look, Zhuang Mingyang felt so happy.

You, kid, are also oppressed sometimes.

I really should let my brother come and see it.

Mr. Zhuang obviously likes Yang Huan very much, otherwise, given his status and personality, how could he make such a casual joke?

There were so many people who wished the old man would make fun of him, but he would just ignore them.

"Okay, I'll give you some good news."

"What good news?" Yang Huan was surprised.

Zhuang Mingyang nodded and smiled: "Didn't you say before that you wanted to recruit a few more retired Dragon and Phoenix special forces soldiers?"

"Ah, is there any clue?" Yang Huan became excited when he heard it.

He currently has only seven or eight people, which is too few. If he could go out with forty bodyguards like Abramovich, he would be so impressive.

"I found six for you. I'll ask Long Wu to contact them later."

"Only six?" Yang Huan was disappointed.

Isn’t this too little?

"No, do you really think that the special forces of the Dragon Group and the Phoenix Group are all mass-produced?"

Zhuang Mingyang got angry and said, "It would be good if we can find six."

Yang Huan heard this and had no choice but to give up. Six is ​​enough.

"Also, the military has agreed to strongly support your research and development of driverless cars in Longhai. In addition, I believe your cooperation with Longhai Automobile will not be a big problem. This matter is handled by my big brother."

After Aston Martin's three new cars were opened for pre-order, the results were very encouraging.

In just less than three months, reservations worldwide reached 10,000 vehicles, with more than 7,000 in China.

Although Aston Martin currently has car manufacturing plants in the UK and Longhai, it is still not enough.

Therefore, Yang Huan decided to learn from Apple's approach, outsourcing production and assembly, and focusing on R&D and design.

After much consideration and selection, we finally chose Longhai Automobile.

This group's car manufacturing technology is second to none in the country. If they are responsible for the OEM production, there won't be too many problems with quality control.

"Thank you, Uncle Zhuang"

Yang Huan felt better when he heard that the matter had been settled.

"I heard that you refused the honor from the Queen of England?" Mr. Zhuang asked with concern.

"Well, I don't think it would do any good. It's just an honor, but it could easily lead to misunderstandings, so..."

Mr. Zhuang nodded his head, "Okay, it's rare that you can think of this."

Yang Huan handled this matter through the Duke of Westminster, and the royal family did not announce it to the public, so there were no problems between the two parties. Yang Huan continued to attend those aristocratic gatherings and even took pictures of a lot of things.

Either donate it to the country, or just give it away.

Anyway, Yang Huan himself has no interest in these things.

"By the way, Grandpa Zhuang, have you heard of Huang's Massage Clinic?" Yang Huan asked cautiously.

This concerns the team and the injured players, so we must be careful.

He also plans to find more people to learn more about this massage parlor.

Mr. Zhuang and Zhuang Mingyang looked at each other and laughed, "Are you talking about Master Huang Wenying?"

"Yeah, you know each other?"

Old Master Zhuang nodded with a smile, "He is well-known in the capital and the country, but he has grown old in recent years, and most of the time it is his son and apprentice who run the clinic."

“How’s the technology?”

Mr. Zhuang smiled but said nothing.

Zhuang Mingyang smiled and said, "The old man often invites him to his home. What do you think?"

Now Yang Huan felt that there was no problem.

I didn't expect that the capital city is really full of hidden talents.

"Why are you asking about this person?" Mr. Zhuang asked curiously.

Yang Huan immediately explained the team's situation and his own thoughts.

When the old man heard this, he slapped his thigh and said, "This is a good thing!"

Zhuang Mingyang also thinks it is good. "Over the years, the domestic doubts about traditional Chinese medicine have become louder and louder."

"It is undeniable that Chinese medicine does have shortcomings and needs to be improved, but it is not objective to completely deny Chinese medicine and advocate Western medicine. If massage and acupuncture can really be used in the field of European professional football, it will bring huge benefits to Chinese medicine."

Mr. Zhuang also thinks so.

"Well, it's too late today. I'll call Lao Huang tomorrow and ask him to come over and talk to him about this matter. Even if I can't convince him to go in person, I'll have him arrange for his most proud disciple to go with you."

Football is the most influential sport in the world.

If traditional Chinese medicine can be recognized and promoted in football, it is conceivable that it will soon enter other sports.

This will have a huge promoting effect on the development of traditional Chinese medicine.

"Thank you, Grandpa Zhuang."

"Thank me for what?" Mr. Zhuang smiled and shook his head. "You did a great job on this matter. Very good."

Yang Huan smiled faintly and said nothing more.

Coming out of the Zhuang family's mansion and sitting in the car on the way home, Yang Huan was a little caught off guard.

I didn't expect things to go so smoothly.

With Mr. Zhuang stepping forward, I believe Huang Wenying shouldn't have any major problems.

We must hurry back to England and heal Toni Kroos' injury first.

After letting go of this worry, Yang Huan felt relaxed and couldn't help but think of home.

The celebration party should be over, right?

At this time, Zhang Ning and Lin Yuna should have gone home.

When he thought of this, his whole heart burned with joy, and he wished he could grow wings and fly back directly.

But when he returned home, he found that the person who opened the door was Horikita Maki.

"Why are you here?" Yang Huan was full of surprise.

They chatted frequently on WeChat and looked at each other's photos, but they hadn't seen each other for a while.

Horikita Maki was also filled with surprise when she saw Yang Huan.

But when I heard him ask this, I felt a little aggrieved.

"I'm here for the awards ceremony."

"Really? Then why didn't I see you?"

Horikita Maki curled her lips and thought to herself, your heart is completely devoted to Sister Zhang Ning and Yoona, how could you pay attention to me?

Don't mention me, you didn't even see Psy

After Yang Huan entered the room, he saw that the Japanese otaku girl seemed a little depressed, and he knew what was going on.

"Hey, little sister," Yang Huan put his arm around Horikita Maki's shoulders affectionately, "I'll tell you something."

"What's the matter?" Horikita Maki blushed, gasped, and her heart beat faster when he hugged her like this.

"Didn't I promise you before?"

"Huh?" She didn't remember anything.

"It's breast augmentation, remember?"

Yang Huan pointed his right hand at her chest out of thin air and slashed at it, his eyes glaring at that place cunningly.

I don’t know if it’s because of the clothes he was wearing or because we haven’t seen each other for a long time.

Yang Huan discovered that her private parts seemed to have grown a lot bigger recently.

Horikita Maki was so amused by his action and words that she felt shy all over.

"I found a massage master with superb skills. He promised to teach me a set of massage secrets that can achieve the effect of breast enhancement. When I learn it, I will come to help you."

Her breasts are too small, this has always been a concern for Maki Horikita.

When she heard that it could enlarge her breasts, she was immediately interested and nodded quickly.

But think about it, massage?

That doesn't mean he wants his hand to be there...

How can that be?

But Yang Huan had already achieved his goal, and he went up the stairs step by step with a smile on his face.

It seemed like he was still humming a song.

"You are my little apple..."