"It's really good!"

Guo Changyou looked inside and out and expressed that he was quite satisfied with the house.

Sangbai also looked at it, but he thought it was average, especially furniture. Sangbai admitted that it was really expensive, all imported furniture, and the authentic Italian brand was not the kind of thing that was produced in China and sold to domestic stupid and rich people.

Of course, there has not been exports to domestic sales at this time. Some people may have thought of it but they are not able to operate like this.

Sangbai has never heard of any furniture brands like Guo Changyou bought, but they are so expensive. A black walnut table costs more than 5,000 yuan and is a very beautiful knife. Where can you go to make a decision?

No matter how you look at Sang Bai, how can you not be as elegant as the carved dragon cabinet in your house? It is not as good as all-round, from materials to craftsmanship, it is more than three streets.

But then again.

The old saying goes that Wu Dalang plays with night owls - each playing with his own bird.

You can't stop Guo Changyou from liking it, and it's in someone else's house, so Sang Bai has no face to point at the host.

"very good!"

Sang Bai replied and sat down on the sofa. When he sat on it, he felt that he was still playing, so he kept stuttering twice.

"Go to your house tonight and make a fish. It would be even better if there was that squid... I also slaughter one chicken. The chicken there tasted no smell, but the local chicken tasted better." Guo Changyou was not polite and took the initiative to make a request.

The friendship between Guo Changyou and Sang Bai is much more stable than that of ordinary people, because they have deep interests. For example, Guo Changyou's main companies have 10 to 15% of Sang Bai's.

Although Guo Changyou does not have shares in DreamWorks and Blizzard, once something goes wrong with the company under Guo Changyou’s name, can Sang Bo stand by and watch? That is obviously impossible.

"You're thinking too much. Now who has nothing to do to get you a fish? It's all about luck if you can't catch that thing," said Sang Bai.

Guo Changyou said: "I don't believe it anymore. I'll pay for one, 10,000 yuan per person!"

Seeing Sang Bai glance at him, Guo Changyou said, "You can't show off even if you show off!"

Sang Bo smiled and said, "You are not showing off enough. Last week, I heard that you were headlined by the Hong Kong newspaper entertainment edition. I heard that the Copper Bay car was shocked with the Miss Beauty Pageant champion. Who can show off you? Rolls-Royce is the bed."

Guo Changyou sighed: "Don't mention it, I get angry when I mention it. Damn I'm obsessed with human words, don't underestimate these women's scheming."

Seeing Sang Bai looking at him, Guo Changyou was about to say it, but when he glanced at his two children, he stopped talking.

"Go and take a shower and go back to the room to sleep for a while. Go to Uncle Sang's house for dinner in the evening, and then meet a few younger brothers. You will often study together in the future..." Guo Changyou talked for a while.

The two children said oh, then turned around and went back to the second floor bedroom.

"You take care of these two children here in the future. I have one explanation. You can beat me when it's time to hit me. I have never been able to free up my hands. If I had to free up my hands, I would have beaten them up my butts long ago."

Sang Bai can just listen to this. If he really gets beaten up, his own father can't bear to let him go. Why should he do this evil thing, a guy who is not even a godfather?

After chatting for a while, Guo Changyou went upstairs and saw that his two boys were asleep, so he went downstairs to catch fish with Sang Bai.

It's actually just chatting if you're catching fish.

What can the two of them talk about? They must have gone to business in a few words.

But just a few words made Sang Bai stunned. Why? Because the car was shaken by the woman on purpose, what was the purpose of the mistress? The woman went to the position, and the woman even went to negotiate with Guo Changyou's wife.

Finally, he slapped Guo Changyou.

"I'll go, your life is much better than mine! You're just living in a TV series, you're still the kind of protagonist," said Sang Bai.

In the past, I was in chaos in the entertainment industry, but I didn’t expect it to be so chaotic that it was so shameless.

The mistress negotiates with her wife?

This section should be in the eight o'clock stage.

After talking about Guo Changyou's little trouble, the topic soon became business.

Now Guo Changyou admires Sang Bai very much. There is nothing he refers to as a project that doesn’t make money, but makes a lot of money.

Now if Sang Bai told him where to sell shit, he would believe it.

While chatting, the two walked to the river and took the net to catch fish.

After catching the fish, I took it to Sang Bo's pot house and temporarily kept it in a wooden basin.

Then the two of them got into Sang Bai's study and started to mutter.

When Xia Yanqiu came back, the two of them came out of the study room, one of them started preparing to cook and the other went back to call their son.

"You have a lot of topics," Xia Yanqiu joked.

Sang Bo said: "This person is now on the market with all his heart."

"Aren't you optimistic?" Xia Yanqiu said.

Sang Bai said: "I don't have enough money to go to the market. He just can't figure it out. Otherwise, there is no need to release any news. It's so troublesome to go to the market. It's always financial reports, and it's a shareholders' meeting. If you don't go to the market, you'll be a local emperor, and you'll do whatever you want."

"It's so great to expand after getting the money," said Xia Yanqiu.

"expansion?"

Sang Bai was so happy that he really hoped to use the money from the stock market to expand. When it was listed, he still talked about expansion, just to cut leeks.

If you don’t cut the leeks well after they are on the market, are you still waiting for others to cut them?

Not to mention whether the Hong Kong market is strict or not, Wall Street can use power outages to cut leeks, let alone the Hong Kong market.

As a veteran, you expect that Sang Boxin’s stock market will be fine, and that the pigs he raises can laugh out loud.

While waiting for Guo Changyou to bring his two children over, Sang Xu and his three children were also finished rehearsing.

"Is there still learning music now, how much does it cost?"

Guo Changyou understood the mistake.

Xia Yanqiu explained a little, and Guo Changyou said: "These two of us are good, the eldest brother's guitar and cloth drum are all good, and the second brother's piano and accordion are also used..."

"Then I'll talk to Ma Boqian tomorrow and let him see it," said Sang Bo.

Guo Changyou nodded and said to his two sons: "Don't think I can't control you here anymore. The schools here have always been very strict... Do you know?"

The two children nodded expressionlessly at the same time, looking very serious.

In fact, my heart was already full of laughter and left my parents. The two felt that they were fish entering the sea and tiger returning to Cangshan. My father left the journey and was about to turn the world upside down.

The two children think that those famous Hong Kong schools have no good idea of ​​themselves. What can a rural primary school do?

At this moment, the mistress of the Sangbai family also looked like a good baby. She was very gentle in front of Uncle Guo, but the three brothers looked at the Guo brothers opposite and were then goued by the second brother.

Sang Jia did not glar back, but smiled slightly at the Guo family's dick.

The third son of the Sang family looks very much like his mother, but his temperament is very similar to his traitor. He is angry and cold-eyed and grim. But Sang Jia looks calmer when he gets angry, and the more sinister she becomes when he gets angry, the more she becomes.

The second child of the Guo family was stunned by Sang Jia's smile.

The adults of the two families did not expect that several children were in a secret battle. They didn’t know that the children were not as harmonious as they thought. In addition, everyone was getting less and less able to play together in the New Year.

The reason is very simple. When children play together, they must have a master and a secondary one, so that they can play smoothly. If everyone wants to be the one who makes the decision, it is like a snake with two heads and can't go anywhere.

At first, the Guo family had two children, and the Sang family had three children, but when the Sang family became the king of children in the village, how could it be that the two brothers of the Guo family were the bosses for a few days before leaving during the Chinese New Year?

So the bigger the contradiction, the more obvious it is.

"The academic style is relatively rigorous, and the two children may not be able to adapt at once. The schools here will not focus on this and that as you said in Hong Kong. This is a bit semi-military management. There are many things we have to do every day, especially those in your grade..." Sang Bai said.

Guo Xiaowei and Guo Xiaobin are the best, but in fact they don’t take it seriously at all.

They think that the eldest and second masters of the Guo family are still afraid of militarized management? Who dares to put management on the head of his master? Are you not afraid of his fists?

Seeing that, Sang Bai kindly said that there were so many children. The two boys from the Guo family were flooding the donkey's ears with spring breeze, and they didn't listen at all.

Guo Changyou said: "I just want someone to be slandered. If I don't care about this, I can't help it. The teachers there are very good-looking. I remember when I was in school, three people were slapped by the teacher in a week. I didn't dare to tell my parents when I was slapped by the teacher. Now these children will complain to their mothers when they are glaring at me. It's not like what a man should do? That's not to raise his son into a mother."

As he said that when he thought that Xia Yanqiu was still here, Guo Changyou said, "I'm not talking about you, you are a lady hero."

"I don't care who you are talking about, but I think the school in Hong Kong is too strong to mourn the so-called individual, and there is no collective concept at all. Everyone expresses their opinions and sticks to their own opinions. That's not a mess, and I'm not saying that you can't stick to your own opinions. But if you have people, you have to have a concentration after cooking. Everyone has people and have opinions. What should I do? If you do something, there will always be people dragging you down and stumbling, and then there will be some fun." Xia Yanqiu said with a smile.

She has also seen some schools in Hong Kong. Anyway, she feels that the school has too much protection for children. Whoever is not injured and grows up all the way. After being stabbed by a flower, you will know not to touch it. Even if you want to touch it, you have to thorn it. If you are hurt by the fire, you will know that your hands will not be placed on the fire in the future. As long as you are within a reasonable range, you will be fine.

You can throw your child into the greenhouse forever if you can't move.

What made her even more unbearable was that the school was too laissez-faire. She felt that in the words of her husband, many of her brains were in the water.

Bang!

Guo Changyou patted his thighs: "You said so well. Now I see that these two children in our family are too casual and have no manly responsibility at all."

Xia Yanqiu thought to himself: These two of you are not responsible yet? After a month in school, he beat up half of the children in the class. What else should I do to take responsibility?
Chapter completed!