Song Yi sat still, probably because Fang Zongtang had stared at him for too long, and he felt the stool under his butt was a little prickly.

He stood up and picked up the big bowl: "Eat less, or you won't be able to eat dinner."

Fang Zongtang continued to glare at her, and then the chopsticks and plate in her hands were taken away.

If this person doesn't find something to do, will he die if he is idle?

"I want to ask you something." She chased Song Yi to the kitchen.

"What's the matter?" Song Yi ate the remaining food in the bowl in an unsteady manner and gave his own explanation.

"It would be bad if we put these things in the refrigerator for Grandpa to eat after we've eaten them."

Fang Zongtang got a headache when he saw the shabby look on his face as he held the big bowl and ate rice.

Where is the richest man? Even beggars can't eat as fast as he does.

She stopped looking at it. If she continued to look at it, she would start to suspect that the large South Sea pearls and sapphires were actually glass balls and plastic shells.

"Do you know where Zhang Xingzu is?"

Song Yi ate all the food in the bowl in a few bites, and then said while washing the dishes: "I heard that he went to the mainland to do business recently."

When Fang Zongtang heard the word "inland", his eyes froze immediately, and he asked in a tone of disbelief: "Can he go to the mainland?"

Song Yi explained: "The mainland has now opened up a lot, and many foreign businessmen have gone there to invest and do business. The labor force there is cheap, and foreign businessmen are treated as honored guests and receive preferential treatment for investment."

Fang Zongtang had several thoughts in his mind, but he immediately suppressed them and asked the main point: "When will he come back?"

Song Yi put the washed dishes aside to dry: "I will try to contact him after I finish my work tomorrow. Communication in the mainland is a bit inconvenient, so I may have to wait a few more days."

She told herself that there was no rush about this matter: "Okay, just take it to heart. After you get in touch, ask him to come see me as soon as possible. I have something to talk to him about."

Song Yi hummed, and just as he was about to bend down to get something, there was a knock on the door.

"Sir, the delivery man is here."

It must be a safe.

Fang Zongtang hurried out, and Song Yi followed closely behind.

The safe is really as big as a wardrobe. Her eyes were wide open.

Is this the happiness of the richest man?

I could hardly suppress the smile on my face. I couldn't let anyone see me in such an embarrassing state.

Song Yi: "Your room is too full, and there may not be enough space in the cabinet. There are several rooms downstairs. Where can you put the safe?"

Fang Zongtao didn't hesitate for a moment, nor did he look at the people waiting there. He turned around and looked for a room.

Song Yi followed behind him and explained: "Many wealthy people from the mainland do not trust foreign banks. They keep their valuables at home and hire many bodyguards to watch over them. Therefore, larger safes are very popular."

She would refute this: "Don't talk about whether it's in the mainland or not. If it were me, I would buy it too."

After she made her choice, she picked the room next to hers.

"This is the one I want. Clear out everything in it."

Song Yi immediately went to call the servants.

Fang Jizong, who was standing at the door like a pitiful little thing, looked at the person coming out timidly and called out softly.

"Father."

Song Yi glanced at him and did not stop to give a few instructions to the servants. After turning back, he spoke to his son.

"You've upset your mother."

Fang Jizong was not stupid. He had already asked the bodyguards and the servants at home. His father had asked the servants to call her Madam.

Is she really his mother?

If she was really his mother, why would she beat him after not seeing her for ten years and finally meeting her?

"Father, if you showed me a picture of my mother, I would definitely recognize her!"

Song Yi glanced at his son expressionlessly, without saying a word, and went back into the house.