Chu Yifeng brushed off his trousers and said nothing more. He picked up the teacup and drank some water.
Liang Yinqiu didn't take it seriously. She turned back to Aunt Liu in the kitchen and said, "Let's make some cabbage buns. I'll knead the dough."
In the small study upstairs, the two businessmen were very decisive.
Liu Dapeng got straight to the point: "Do you know where it is on the northern section of Central Axis Road?"
"College Bridge?"
"Yes, it's under construction. I got a letter saying there are some scattered plots of land over there. Do you think it would be profitable to develop them?"
Bi Yue's eyes flashed. It was being renovated for the Asian Games. Liu Dapeng was quite skilled. That side was so hot it had long been off the market.
In the 1990s, there was a saying: "Drive a car and live in the Asian Games Village." Many early big stars lived there.
"What are the remaining pieces? Tell me about it. If you can't finish it, I'll leave some for you."
Liu Dapeng's eyes lit up immediately. He'd heard so many legendary stories about Boss Bi since returning to China. Combined with his previous understanding of Bi Yue, this woman was truly extraordinary. And judging by her tone, it suggested she was going to make a killing, or else she'd be thinking of getting involved.
"There's a piece of land left in the west, and there's another piece left in the northwest."
Bi Yue quickly took out the map and said, "Show me." The gesture immediately made it clear. Money was literally being thrown at her head, and she couldn't dodge it. "You, you can build a villa area in the northwest. If you find it troublesome, just keep it. Or sell the real estate company. Can I have the west part?"
"What do you use it for?"
"I'll leave some for Chu Yifeng to build a golf course." Bi Yue scratched out the map of the golf course and said, "Give me some of this too. Build a fruit garden for my father. And maybe a vineyard or something in the future. He'll be anxious if he doesn't farm, so prepare it first."
"Eh? Hey, sister, what do you think of me building a villa by myself..."
Bi Yue's whole body suddenly stiffened. She listened carefully and heard the little dragon's cry, which was different from his usual playful cry. As a mother, she was so scared that she ran downstairs quickly.
What happened just now?
The children were having a good nap, but just when Chu Yifeng opened the bag, took out two mobile phones and fiddled with them while daydreaming, the little dragon man suddenly woke up and got out of bed without making any sound.
He didn't even make a sound. His little hands were quite strong.
The fat boy didn't know what he liked in the wine cabinet, but he had been trying to open it persistently for the past two days.
His father was feeling lost and disappointed, and didn't notice that the fat boy quietly opened the door, squatted down, and then stood up, banging his little head against the cabinet door.
The little fat kid was hit and his body swayed back and forth. He was stunned by the collision. Slowly, he began to feel it. Five seconds later, the little fat kid covered his forehead with his hands and said, "Wow! Wow!"
Chu Yifeng's face turned pale.
He took two steps forward, picked up his son, opened his hands and saw a bump on his forehead as big as a glass ball.
"Wow!"
The screaming and crying made everyone in the room panic. Xiaoxi in the bedroom was also awakened by her brother's crying and started crying before she even opened her eyes.
Bi Yue snatched the child away, and the little dragon immediately hugged his mother's neck with his two chubby hands, buried his head in his mother's shoulder, and cried sadly.
Perhaps the child was also afraid that he had almost been hit silly. The fat baby who had never spoken to him often, tears as big as beans kept falling down. In Bi Yue's arms, he said very aggrievedly: "Mom."
Bi Yue's heart was instantly twisted into a knot of pain. She touched her son's forehead and raised her eyes to question Chu Yifeng: "How are you taking care of the child? You don't even know where he went when he woke up? What are you doing?!"
Inadvertently, he glanced at the two phones on the coffee table and blurted out:
"There's no point fiddling with these two broken things..."
"You're rich, so that's a big deal, right? You're rich enough!"
The man could no longer endure it and exploded. His extremely angry scolding scared the children so much that they stopped crying.
Chu Yifeng didn't even wear his own coat. There was his father's cotton-padded jacket hanging on the hanger at the door. He picked it up and turned to leave.
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