Tang Xiaobao cares a lot about this manor. He personally checked the design drawings, and the designer also listened to a lot of his opinions.

The land is more than 20,000 square meters, which is wide enough.

The main villa is in the middle, with a golf course behind it and gardens and green spaces beside it. The main villa is divided into three parts. There is an artificial swimming pool on the top floor, and there are internal cinemas, gyms, entertainment rooms, KTV practice rooms, etc.

Outside the construction site, Tang Xiaobao actually met Ma Ming.

Tang Xiaobao was not too surprised. In fact, the two of them had often met here recently.

Ma Ming is also very concerned about the progress of the project.

This is Tang Xiaobao's villa, he can't help but pay attention to it.

"Uncle Ma." Tang Xiaobao greeted him.

Ma Ming came over and said with a smile, "How's it going? How's the progress? Are you satisfied?"

Tang Xiaobao smiled and said, "I trust Uncle Ma the most when he does things."

"Are you relieved to come and see me every day?" Ma Ming joked.

Tang Xiaobao smiled awkwardly and said, "I'm really excited. You know, I come from the countryside. Even though I have some money now, I still have the mentality of a nouveau riche."

Ma Ming was stunned, laughed, pointed at Tang Xiaobao, and was speechless.

The two entered the construction site. The supervisors were all Ma Ming's confidants, who quickly came over to show them around and give them an introduction.

In fact, he didn't need to introduce them. Tang Xiaobao and Ma Ming came every now and then, sometimes even for several days in a row. They knew the progress best.

They know everything, including some construction details.

After a walk, the two went out.

Before they parted, Ma Ming said to Tang Xiaobao, "Cao Pingzhi ran into a snag with me. You won't blame me, will you?"

"Why should I blame you?"

"I'm well aware of your personal relationship with Cao Ying." Ma Ming sighed.

Tang Xiaobao laughed and said, "Uncle Ma, you're overthinking it. Personal relationships are personal relationships, but this is business. Although I'm new to the business world, I still understand the rules. Public and private matters can't be mixed. Besides, let me ask you, does it feel good to let the Cao family run into obstacles?"

"Awesome, so fucking awesome." Ma Ming regained his gangster-like demeanor and said proudly, "You didn't see how cowardly he looked. I should have prepared a camera in advance to record the scene."

The two looked at each other and laughed.

After a while, Ma Ming suddenly said seriously, "Xiaobao, I don't care and won't ask why you and the Cao family are in such a mess, but you still have to worry about it. Cao Jianguo and his son have always been very cunning. Many people have been deceived by them. Don't be fooled by your own personal feelings."

Tang Xiaobao looked at Ma Ming and didn't speak for a long time.

Ma Ming blushed and said, "Okay, just pretend I didn't say anything."

He sighed in his heart. He knew that Tang Xiaobao could see through his little thoughts.

But at this moment, Tang Xiaobao suddenly said: "Uncle Ma, we are a family, and what I said always counts."

"I'm so ashamed, so ashamed. Okay, I'm leaving. You don't have to worry about the project here. I will supervise it at any time." Ma Ming got into the car.

Tang Xiaobao said, "You still have to take care of the highway project. You don't need to come here every day. I will feel at ease only if you can start the project as soon as possible."

"Okay, I understand." Ma Ming drove away.

When Tang Xiaobao returned home, dinner seemed to be already prepared.

Just as she was holding the bowl, Shen Mengyao asked, “How is it?”

Tang Xiaobao was stunned: "What's going on?"

"Golden House."

"What golden house?"

"A beautiful woman hidden in a golden house."

Tang Xiaobao was ashamed.

Not daring to continue the topic, he could only pretend to be dead.

He decided to remain silent no matter what Shen Mengyao said.

It's normal for people to speak sourly when they are jealous.

But Chen Mengyao didn't say anything else.

The meal was extremely peaceful, which was beyond Tang Xiaobao's expectation.

After dinner, Tang Xiaobao watched TV.

The doorbell rang.

Just like that, he opened the door, looked at the bald middle-aged man in front of him, frowned and asked, "Who are you looking for?"

The visitor asked politely, "Excuse me, does Mr. Tang live here?"

"Who are you?"

Like a face full of vigilance.

Ever since becoming Tang Xiaobao's bodyguard, Wanru has always been very dedicated and is always on guard against others at all times.

"Hello, I'm Fang Cheng, the chief director of the China Voice program. I'm looking for Mr. Tang."

"Who? Fang Cheng?"

Chen Mengyao came over upon hearing the voice, and immediately shook Fang Cheng's hand. She asked enthusiastically, "So it's Director Fang. I've heard a lot about you. I'm a huge fan of yours."

"Are you Mr. Shen?" Fang Cheng was also surprised and asked, "I don't think I've ever acted in a movie. Did you recognize the wrong person?"

"So Director Fang knows me too, that's great." Chen Mengyao said excitedly, "You've made several youth art films before, and I've seen them all many times. I really like them. I didn't expect to see you today. Please come in."

Fang Cheng was a little surprised, but happy.

It is definitely a good thing to be able to meet Shen Mengyao, not to mention that Shen Mengyao is also his fan.

Before his debut, he had indeed made a few movies, but they all received mediocre responses. He eventually joined China Central Television and became a director. He also hosted several variety shows, all of which were extremely popular. The Voice of China can be said to be his masterpiece. He did not expect that Chen Mengyao would actually appreciate the movies he made.

As if making way.

Director Fang was led into the door.

Tang Xiaobao sat on the sofa and turned around to pretend to be confused: "What's going on?"

Fang Cheng didn't know how to answer.

"It's okay, just watch your TV." Chen Mengyao said bluntly.

Forget it. Tang Xiaobao was too lazy to ask and was just thinking of staying out of it. He just nodded to Fang Cheng as a greeting and continued watching TV.

Over there, Chen Mengyao had already poured tea for Fang Cheng and was happily discussing film art with him.

"Director Fang, I really like your movies, but I don't watch TV much. I didn't expect that you would join China Central Television and that The Voice of China was created by you. It seems that you are not only good at making movies, but also good at directing variety shows. It's a pity that if you make movies again, you will definitely be able to produce more excellent works." Chen Mengyao sighed.

Fang Cheng also sighed: "Boss Shen, it is fate that I can meet you here. You may not know this, but in fact, I am still your fan."

Chen Mengyao was shocked: "Do you know that I sang before?"

"Of course I know." Fang Cheng smiled and said, "Although your records are all English versions, they are not sold in China and are very niche, but I happen to have a friend abroad who sent me one of your records. I still have it to this day. I should have brought it here for you to sign."

Chen Mengyao was overjoyed.

Being appreciated by others is certainly something to be happy about.

What's more, he is someone she particularly admires.

What is this called?

Let’s appreciate each other!

Suddenly, the two of them became more interested in chatting.