May The Peace Be With You In The Golden Age

"What's wrong with you?"

"You got fooled." Xu Xianxiong was annoyed, "I don't know a few big characters, and Lanzhi won't give me the right to name it." After all, this name right will definitely be snatched by my wife.

Sheng Laosan looked at him sympathetically, thinking that you only know now! It's really stupid.

On the way back, the smile on Su Huaian's face never disappeared. Every time he saw Sheng Ning's tangled expression, he smiled more happily.

Sheng Ning cried secretly in his heart, fortunately Su Huaian came back with him. He has a good personality and a good temper. If I change to another one, I will pass out with a smile.

In just three days, she couldn't count how many jokes the four old people made.

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Meng Ping's business is now growing bigger and bigger. Not only in a city, but also in the south is his business. There are also those jade gemstone ore mines obtained in southern Xinjiang, which is definitely more than amazing wealth. Now jewelers all over the world are negotiating with him, and even the Feng family has extended an olive branch to him.

Of course, in order to defend the original mine in southern Xinjiang, he paid a great price.

The first batch of villa districts have been built in the city now, it was in the hands of Meng Ping, and those who can afford it are all decent people. Feng Zhenzhen set his sights on the villa area when all the relationships were established.

She bought ten townhouses in a row, and two small parks nearby, and the area nearly 50 meters away was allocated to her private area by herself.

The place where Meng Ping lives now is also in the villa area. It is not the best location, but it is the most convenient place to get in and out. Early this morning, the little fat man hurried over and pulled Meng Ping, who had not yet woken up, from the bed.

"Boss, you went to be a thief last night?" The little fat man screamed, "It's noon, why can't you get up?"

Meng Ping drank too much last night and had a headache. After getting up, he got out of bed with his upper body naked and went to pour himself some water.

The little fat man's eyes straightened, and he said, "Boss, your skin is better than a woman."

Meng Ping hadn't woken up yet, and when he heard this, he kicked up and became angry. "Are you looking for death?"

"I was wrong, I was wrong..." The little fat man didn't look at his fatness, but he was flexible. In addition, Meng Ping hadn't woke up yet, so he didn't kick his kick.

He knows that the boss hates what others say about his looks, so he quickly apologized, and he didn't forget to look at him when he apologized.

"Look again, believe it or not, I dug your eyes?" Meng Ping gave him a blank look. He was in a bad mood. When he walked there, he avoided the pain, and only the little fat man approached him.

"Don't look at it, what's so beautiful." The little fat man whispered: "Not half as good as your brother." Back then, the young commander looked like a male and female. He glanced at it, and he has a deep memory even now.

Meng Ping, who had already had a cup of cold water, could hear clearly, and a trace of blood poured on his pale face. He squinted his eyes slightly, and his eyes were so deep that it was impossible to see what he was thinking.

"Boss, I said the wrong thing again."

This time Meng Ping did not get angry, but calmly said: "You didn't say anything wrong!"

"..." The little fat man felt that the boss was abnormal.

Meng Ping put the cup on the table, turned around to choose clothes in front of the closet, and changed clothes calmly in front of the little fat man after the selection. There is heating in the room, and he doesn't feel cold either.