After making it at the dining table, Sang Bai was eating while looking at the newspaper. Now the title of the newspaper is: The mysterious boss quickly took down the mansion on the top of the mountain, focusing on the true face of the mansion with a 600-ping square footage!

"How many square meters is one square meter?" Sang Bai turned around and asked the person next to him.

Xia Yanqiu asked, "Don't you know?"

"I'm not used to calculating this way. I know square meters. Only by changing to square meters can I feel how big it is," said Sangbai.

"You don't ask when you buy it, but you have got it. You don't know how big the house is. Your heart is really big," said Xia Yanqiu.

"It's about 3.3" said a servant next to him.

"Thank you!" Sang Bai turned around and thanked others.

"It's less than two thousand square meters," Sang Bai murmured after closing the newspaper.

If you hear someone say this outside, the servant must think that it is a cashier. If you have the ability, you should buy one. But now this servant knows that there are not many people in this local wealthy mansion, because she also understands that the person in front of her is the new owner of the mansion on the top of the mountain, and it takes out hundreds of millions of dollars and looks like playing.

"Dad, can we not go to my uncle's house?" Sang Xiaosi'er said as she fiddled with the rice in the bowl.

Sang Bai turned his head and asked, "Why? Are there so many children in my uncle's family not fun?"

Sang Xiaosi quickly shook his head: "It's not fun at all. Dad, I miss home. Can we go home?"

After hearing what his daughter said, Sang Bo turned his head to look at his eldest son, and his eyes were asking, because the little girl always loved to be lively, Sang Bo thought that she was really affected by Ma Xiaoyan.

Sang Xu said: "My uncle's relative has a child that is so annoying. Every time he stole my sister's things, he stole whatever her sister played. We stopped her many times, and the adults in his family didn't care."

Sang Xu's eldest son, whom the eldest son of Meng Qian's family, was not nice to say. If it was a sense of extreme inflation brought by long-term wealth, no one would think that he was not as rich as their family. He liked to bully other children and became addicted to bullying others in the village. If it weren't for his uncle's house, Sang Xu and his children would have beaten him down.

"Dad, can I suck him?" Sang Jia asked, looking at his father.

Xia Yanqiu said: "No!"

"Then we won't go, it's annoying," Sang Yu also said.

After hearing this, Sang Bai glanced at Xia Yanqiu, meaning you should make your decision.

Xia Yanqiu said, "Then don't go, play here, or go and have fun with your dad."

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The four children immediately cheered.

Sang Bai looked at the happy look of the four children and smiled casually: "Is your uncle's house a hell?"

"It used to be fun, but now it's really unsatisfactory," Sang Yu said: "It's too noisy, there are too many children, and there are no rules."

"..." Sangbai said: "You are still a child yourself, and you still talk to others. OK, since your mother said that, let's go out to play?"

At this time, there was no Disney in Hong Kong. The thing Sangbait opened, but it didn't exist now, and there was no movement at all. There was no news in the newspaper. It probably took several years to go shopping.

Sang Bo doesn’t care about jewelry or something. Now he wants to take his children out to play. He says he is shopping, but in fact, Sang Bo doesn’t know where to go for a while.

Sang Bai is a person who can never integrate himself into the metropolis. The richer he is, the more he likes Liushuzhuang. Only when he stays in Liushuzhuang, he feels free.

It is true that the same is true. When he gets outside, almost twenty-four young people are surrounded by bodyguards.

Unexpectedly, Sang Bai stopped thinking about it. After dinner, he asked Bi Kaicheng to serve as a guide for himself and a few children.

After playing for about an hour, the children were not happy. The men and women who were walking around the street were not happy, so the family came back. In the end, there was no way. Sangbai thought, then he went to the new house to take a look. The children might be more free in their own house.

As soon as Bi Kaicheng talked, everyone went to the direction of the house on the top of the mountain. After arriving at the place, Sangbai felt that the place had been emptied. Sangbai didn't like the furniture style. The complex Western palace style seemed very stylish to people at this moment, but in Sangbai's eyes, two words were revealed: shabby.

"Is this a place where people live?" Sangbai muttered.

Bi Kaicheng next to him was immersed in the luxury of the house design. Suddenly, he heard Sang Bai say this and asked, "Isn't this luxurious enough?"

To be honest, Bi Kaicheng's eyes are blinded by such a house. The one who has such a style in his heart is the Louvre Museum he has been to.

Judging from Bi Kaicheng's aesthetic ability, this house is first-class.

"Why don't you do it again?" Bi Kaicheng didn't say much. The boss said that if he wasn't beautiful, then he wouldn't be beautiful. Anyway, he wasn't Bi Kaicheng.

Sang Bai thought for a while and said, "Forget it. I don't know how many times I have come to live in the future. Both houses are cheap and servants live in. Alas!"

Bi Kaicheng thought about it and it was true that his boss didn't seem to like big cities. When he arrived in these places, he felt like a needle on his butt, and he didn't look like a normal person at all. At this time, if someone said he would send you to Hong Kong City to live, at least 70% of people in the country were happy, but his boss was not interested at all.

The big house is not very attractive to Sangbai anymore, and it is not as happy as he built a new house in Liushu Village at that time.

Sang Bai felt that sometimes money can not only bring happiness, but also bring disappointment. It is estimated that 99% of Hong Kong people can enter such a large house. However, when they were placed in front of Sang Bai, they were not happy, but were worried that the house would be cheaper and cleaned servants in the future.

Just like the courtyard he bought in the imperial capital, he only lives once a year now, and the cleaning guards there live there all year round.

"Dad? This is our new home. Will we move here to live in the future?"

"Is it because my uncle's family wants to move here to live?"

After a while, several children gathered around again. They still couldn't figure out what investment meant. They thought this was a new home, so they might have to move in.

When the children thought of moving here, they could hear some "bird songs" that they couldn't understand, and all the children felt desperate.

However, there is no Sang Xiaosi'er among them. She doesn't have this concept yet, or she is used to playing with Qiu Sheng, Tiedan and others, and she doesn't have much expectations for playing with other children.

So her question is: "Dad, can autumn harvest and iron eggs come here?"

"If you don't come here to live, you just buy a house. You may be sold in a while," Sangbai and the children explained.

"Why sell it?"

The children are now confused again.

Sanba had to pull the children and sit on the floor and start telling them why they should sell them.

Bi Kaicheng and a few bodyguards also listened with their ears, but after listening for a while, they were no longer interested because it was useless for them to listen.

After spending a whole day in the new house, waiting to return to the temporary residence, Sang Bai suddenly realized that his body was as if he could not open it, not only his body, but also his heart was tired.

I haven't been in Hong Kong for a long time before, and I have something to do every time I come. Now I have nothing to do, which makes Sang Bo a little lose his goal in life and feels like he is biting a thousand lice all over his body.

I was not at ease when I went to bed at night. The next morning, I sat at the dining table and Sang Bai said to Xia Yanqiu: "Or, you stay here and wait for Meng Qian to have a baby. I will go home. If I stay here, I may be crazy."

"Then you go back and take the children back together. I will wait for Meng Qian alone for the rest of my life, and there will be three or two days left at most."

The original due date was yesterday, but Meng Qian had no movement yet. She could eat and sleep but didn't look like she was going to have a baby.

Xia Yanqiu already felt the discomfort of her lover. She didn't want her lover to feel uncomfortable because of her own affairs. She wouldn't say whether you are like this or not. If Xia Yanqiu was such a woman, they wouldn't have been together. Even if they were together, they wouldn't have lived for so many years.

"Okay, I'll keep Xiaoyan and the others here."

Xiaoyan is a female bodyguard, and she doesn’t know who she is protecting. Anyway, she will protect whoever she catches. Now that Xia Yanqiu is staying here, Sang Bai naturally wants to keep the bodyguard. In addition to Xiaoyan, two others are male bodyguards. One inside and two outside, the safety of his wife is guaranteed.

Summer geese and autumn are unanimous.

She is not used to coming to Hong Kong. Her habits are different from Sang Bo. She really doesn't like the weather in Hong Kong. She has been here for two or three days before and hasn't felt anything, but this time she has been staying for almost a week, and she feels a little uncomfortable and always feels that the sweat on her body is so dry.

When I heard that I could go back, several children became happy.

The flight that was agreed to be kept for Xia Yanqiu, and Sang Bai and a few children passed by Guo Changyou's car. The first stop was to Chen City.

Although it is only a distance away, when I return to Chen City, Sangbai feels a sense of comfort without any reason.

When you arrive in Chen City, Sangbai naturally doesn’t have to borrow Guo Changyou’s houses. Sangbai not only has industries but also land here, but also has real estate. Although this property is not big, it is much more comfortable to live under someone else’s house.

It is just a hundred bungalows with a standard four-bedroom and two-living room layout, and the furniture inside is also average.

The style here is not about materials. It is scary when it comes to materials, but who gives the cypress space? Any precious wood can be played like floor leather in his hands.

No one lives in the house here, and they will be cleaned twice a week. Once I got here, Sang Bai rolled up his sleeves and set up his rack to start cooking.

A few days later, I ate my father's skills again, and I felt a little overwhelmed by the food of several children. They were all very satisfied with patting their belly.
Chapter completed!