In Silicon Valley, the sun is warm, and in the backyard, Feng Yiping was wearing a round neck shirt and shorts at home, lying on a cushion by the pool, facing a bunch of strange-shaped things and fun with Amanda wearing a floral round hat.

Feng Yiping originally planned to restore the appearance design of the two Tesla cars, and a large part of it turned into the pile of things in front of him. There are various animals with extremely irregular proportions, as well as various daily necessities with very abstract images.

Feng Yiping picked up a thing that was nearly square with four small dots underneath, and went to chase the little head and tail of his daughter holding in her hand, which looked more like a squirrel than a dog. "Run quickly, dad is going to catch up,"

Amanda looked puzzled, "The table, can't run,"

"Oh," Feng Yiping looked at it, indeed, it looked quite like a table, "Where is Dad's car?"

"This," Amanda took out a flat one from the pile next to it, with a large chunk in the middle, and a few small dots below, which looked more like a model of a roller skate with a dissatisfactory proportions, "Dad's car,"

Well, Feng Yiping is very sure that Yajun's chief designer cannot associate this thing with the car he designed.

But how to say it, at least Amanda observed the difference between convertibles and ordinary cars.

"Buzz," Feng Yiping imitated the sound of the engine, "Run quickly, dad will catch up with you."

"Hehehe," Amanda smiled and put the puppy in his hand on a tilted irregular polyhedron. "The roof of the building cannot come from the car,"

Feng Yiping was very sure that these little guys' imagination was definitely three points better than Musk.

"Stop," Huang Jingping brought two glasses of water and a plate of apples cut into regular pieces. "Amanda, is it better for dad to play with you or should I play with you?"

"dad,"

"Is it better for my mother to play with you or I will play with you," Feng Yiping asked.

"Mom," she immediately shouted.

Well, she is still very scheming. Is the person who wants to play with her more attentively?

But at this time, neither father nor mother was as good as apples. She put up a piece, ate a few bites like a little field mouse, and then fed the small animals that only she knew best, "eat,"

Huang Jingping sat down with Feng Yiping, "Doesn't she feel very accomplished?"

"Of course," Feng Yiping hugged her, wandering around her with great familiarity. "All achievements are attributed to her mother,"

"Hard hands and feet, smooth and smooth," Huang Jingping knocked off the hand.

"I'm not blamed me. I've been such a problem since I was a child. It seems that when I was arresting Zhou, I also touched here and there," Feng Yiping smiled.

"It's broad daylight," said Huang Jingping.

"So what about it in broad daylight? This is on our own territory," Feng Yiping smiled and kissed her on the face.

The sound was very loud. Amanda, who saw this scene, refused to do it. "Well," she pointed at her face and blinked at her parents. This little guy!

After being kissed by her parents, she was immersed in her own small world again, as if she was still very busy, feeding this and that with an apple on her fork.

"I really want you to go back with me,"

"The house is still too hot now. I'm afraid that Amanda will not get used to it after going back. She will definitely get prickly heat. Wait until later. If you go back this time, you have so many things to be busy with and don't have time to be with us. In addition, I've just had a few classes now, so it's not easy to ask for leave like this."

The opening of a restaurant has been officially decided, and Huang Jingping has also found a related major in a community university and is ready to lay the foundation first.

"Why would it be better to be near the bay," said Feng Yiping. "It's a little bit off, but the environment is better and there is a small river next to it, which is easier to play,"

There are finally a few choices for opening a restaurant plot. Anyway, as long as you are willing to spend money, this is not a matter. There are two places next to the road with convenient transportation. There are also one place. Although the area is the smallest, it is located in the urban area and the best location. The land mentioned by Feng Yiping is slightly off, but the environment and scenery are also the best.

"We open such a restaurant and take the high-end route. Moreover, the ancient buildings in our country pay attention to the harmony of the surrounding environment, so that place is more suitable."

"A restaurant like this can't be expected to turn over several times a day. Besides, we open a restaurant, in addition to other purposes, to think that you have a promising career, but I don't want you to work too hard,"

Feng Yiping's hands were still not idle, stroking Huang Jingping's long hair.

"I don't plan to listen to you this," said Huang Jingping. "It's best to listen to the opinions of professionals. I want to invite those ancient architecture designers to take a look at it on the spot."

"Bang," Feng Yiping slapped her on the butt, "I am Feng Yiping's woman, and I have made progress,"

Chaplin's kick on someone else's ass can make the person lose face, but a man slaps a woman's ass usually the result is a coquettish voice, "Ah, what are you doing?"

"I will make arrangements in person after I go back," Feng Yiping plunged on Huang Jingping's thigh and looked at the Youyou Lantian. "The parents on both sides must all miss Amanda very much,"

"Or why do you come here again, bring them here," Huang Jingping took a strand of hair and swept gently on Feng Yiping's face, "Just let them come on vacation,"

After setting a schedule for going back, Feng Yiping kept asking her to go back with her daughter, but she just disagreed. Only she knew the real reason.

…………

The little guy likes to eat shrimp, so Feng Yiping also likes to peel shrimp, but Huang Jingping's words made his hands pause, "I have contacted Zhang Yan several times,"

"Yeah?"

"She was very polite and replied to me a few text messages. Do you know where she is now?"

Feng Yiping naturally knew that there were four people following him, but of course he had to say, "I don't know, where?"

"She looked at the sea, the mountains, the grasslands, and now she was looking at the desert,"

"Oh, that's pretty good," Feng Yiping, who was also photographed by Zhang Yan under the sunset in the desert in the email, pretending to be indifferent.

"I mean, when you go back this time, you can handle this matter well. I'm not going to say anything to her now,"

Even Feng Yiping claimed to be wise and incompetent, he was speechless at this time, and he didn't know what to say.

Huang Jingping knew it naturally, so she picked up a shrimp and stuffed it into his mouth, "Don't say it, just do as you want,"

"I'm already very lucky that the child has taken the lead. I should give it to her other things. No, it's hers,"

Feng Yiping, who originally thought he was a bastard, now thinks he is even a bastard.

"Don't think too much, I'm very happy and satisfied," Huang Jingping touched Feng Yiping's head again, as if he was a child.

The key is that when she touched her head, Feng Yiping really closed his eyes.

…………

"Today, I seem to be in a very good condition?" Huang Jingping leaned on the bed with a flushed face, without any inches of strands on her body, and her black hair was even more tempting on her fair skin. However, Feng Yiping was really powerless.

He is an action-oriented person, and he doesn't say anything polite, but only uses actions to prove that he is really working very hard tonight, and of course, she enjoys it very much.

He put a quilt on Huang Jingping, took her hand and placed it on his chest, "I want you to know that my life is very perfect if you can favor you in this life."

A gentle kiss on his hand, "I am very content and grateful to be with you,"

Some words are better in bed and it is more appropriate to say them at such times.

"metoo," Huang Jingping also held his hand and placed it on her chest, and suddenly opened her eyes, "Why do you listen to what you mean? What life do I don't like you?"

Yes, I didn’t know if you liked me in my previous life, but you were my first love and the first person I had a crush on. But after junior high school, our lives have no intersection anymore.

"Haha, no, go and take a shower,"

Huang Jingping let him pick him up, "I promise to take a shower first, just take a shower,"

Is she not having any silver here? Is she provoking or both?

…………

At around 6 o'clock in the morning, Feng Yiping was still brushing his teeth in the bathroom. Huang Jingping, who was still sleeping soundly, shouted in the bedroom, "Tel,"

"Wenhua," Feng Yiping greeted, and his face darkened, "It's fine if you're okay, don't worry about him, don't worry, I'll have it all,"

"What's wrong?"

"Sister Jin was in a car accident,"

"ah?"

"Don't worry, she has nothing to do. You sleep for a while," Feng Yiping hurriedly kissed her in the face, "I'll make a few calls,"

Although it is already past 9 o'clock in the evening in China, Feng Yiping can no longer care about so much. Moreover, now he is already qualified to call some people in the middle of the night.

Although Feng Yiping is sure that this matter will be resolved successfully according to his own wishes, he cannot guarantee that there will be no episodes that will cause him to subvert his views. Some domestic powerful people's practices are to often subvert your views.

Therefore, in the morning, Feng Yiping, who was sitting in Google's office, was a little restless and absent-minded for the first time, looking at his phone from time to time.

Wearing a pink sweater, a houndstooth skirt and long boots, Marissa Mayer, who was clean, simple and unique, wandered around in front of Feng Yiping's office four times, but did not hear a word of praise he wanted to hear. It was really a bit hot. When he passed by the last time, he snorted heavily.

But from the corner of her eyes, she only saw Feng Yiping turn his gaze from the computer to the phone, and she didn't even notice that she was so angry!

I remember you Feng Yiping!

At 8:13, the phone call that had been waiting for finally came. Jin Ling's voice was tired and excited. "Who did you find?" she asked, "You don't know that just now a large group of middle-aged and elderly gay men were gathering around me to ask about my well-being and caring. In addition to the relevant local leaders, there was also a mayor from other places who happened to be on a business trip in Shanghai. I was really flattered. I suddenly felt a little sorry for them if I was not injured."

"What did you say, why can't I understand?" Feng Yipeng pretended to be stupid.

"Okay, thank you for calling those people in the middle of the night."

"It really doesn't matter to me. Whether it is the relevant local leader or the mayor he happened to meet, it is not for other reasons, because you are their God of Wealth, and you can invest in them and invest a lot,"

"Do you know what is the most cola?" Jin Ling's tone now didn't sound like she had just suffered a car accident. "The moment before, Ma Wenqian was still talking serious, and the next second, he personally admitted that he was fully responsible."

“That’s even more exciting than the sketch,”

"Also, his father's secretary said that there is a special fund specifically to support high-tech research and development, so we can apply. I think as long as we submit an application, we will definitely be able to approve it. What do you think?"

"Not really," Feng Yiping doesn't want to do anything about such a possibility of taking advantage of the country. "How can we cooperate with the money of the country to be generous?"

"Besides, there is no such cheap thing. Although you are not injured, you are frightened. Humph, I hope I can let him go so gently. What kind of dream is it possible?"

"I have said long ago that those who cause trouble must understand one thing. How things start is up to them, but how things end is up to us."

"Don't worry, I don't know what grievances you have suffered before. In short, I have to settle the old and new accounts with them this time."

"Dare to bully you? Is it okay to not let them have a long memory?"

Fang Yingzhi saw Jin Ling in a daze. After a while, she could hear Feng Yiping's loud "Hey, hey" sound on the phone, "Mr. Jin," she touched Jin Ling.

Jin Ling really wanted to say "thank you" to Feng Yiping, but he felt that "thank you" was too thin at this time, so he pretended not to care. "I think it's better to just do it. They have already bowed their heads anyway. This is a center of the group's business. It's not good to have a broken relationship with his father."

"Do I still care so much about that now? There are business everywhere and can be done everywhere. At worst, it's okay to change the place," Feng Yiping said domineeringly, "And I believe that he can't cover the sky with just one hand in a place like Shanghai."

"Don't worry, I'm there!"

"Well," Jin Ling replied in a low voice, rare gentleness. (To be continued.)

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