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Chapter 110: New Home in Silicon Valley

"Do you feel like traveling through time?" Feng Yiping asked Huang Jingping, who was holding his arm firmly.

On the afternoon of July 20, I set off from Capital Airport and flew for more than ten hours. When I arrived at San Francisco Airport, I returned to the morning of the 20th.

Huang Jingping did not answer his question. She was really nervous when she set foot on a foreign land for the first time.

Just like a child who went to kindergarten on the first day, holding his parents' hands, he hugged Feng Yiping's arm tightly.

Her eyes are really not enough now. She used to understand the United States indirectly through networks, movies and TV series. Now she has finally stepped into the United States. She urgently hopes to experience and feel it personally.

However, this legendary American airport doesn't seem to be very good.

Then, she sniffed, "This smell," the smell was not bad.

Now that she is in the foreign country, she is surrounded by foreigners who have a lot of odor. She uses perfume. In this hot summer, the afterglow still makes her feel a little uncomfortable.

"Stay for a while and keep eating here, I guess you're the same," Feng Yiping scared her.

"Ah, I don't want it," she seemed to believe this statement.

This kid is so simple.

"Hello Feng, hello Miss Huang," Comrade Mike waved happily, "Welcome to the United States,"

He was not here alone this time, and he also brought his family. He was a well-dressed blonde woman, "This is my wife, Lisa,"

"Hello, welcome you,"

Huang Jingping was a little restrained and greeted them in fluent English, but at least she let go of Feng Yiping's arm.

"Feng. Your girlfriend is so beautiful," Mrs. Mike praised.

"Thank you, Lisa, you have such a good figure," Huang Jingping said this from the bottom of her heart.

From our oriental aesthetic point of view, Lisa is at most awesome, but her figure has a good foundation and is well maintained.

What is particularly prominent is that his children are big and the granary is good.

At first glance, the clothes were high-end products, such as necklaces, earrings, brooches, and rings. However, overall, she was still eroded by the years, and she was really incomparable to Huang Jingping, who only wore a necklace and a floral skirt with a very Chinese style.

Mike and his wife were so arrogant as landlords and were receiving their boss and girlfriend, so they catered to each other. Huang Jingping became enthusiastic as she chatted with them. Her English became more and more fluent.

In fact, after studying for several years, her level is actually quite good. Although she will be confused in grammar, what's the point?

This time, Mike learned from the last lesson. He didn't rent a car, drove a big cut, and there were child safety seats on the back seat, which Lisa thought was driven by often.

"Would you stay in a hotel or at home tonight?" Mike asked.

"Didn't you say that your family is in place? What hotel is there?" Feng Yiping asked. They were looking forward to staying in their first nest in the United States.

"Although we have prepared a lot, there are definitely many things that need to be purchased. I don't know if you like them. So Mike and I think you are still in the hotel today and you will have a good time in the hotel. Go and buy some more tomorrow and move in," Lisa said.

This seems to be a bit of a show of merit, "It doesn't matter, I'm just sleeping anyway, and I'm still at home."

"Feng, you've caught up with a good time," Mike said. "It's a rare buyer's market, and you can buy such a suitable house at such a good price."

"I have always been lucky," Feng Yiping said, holding Huang Jingping's hand.

Before March last year, due to the popularity of the Internet industry, houses around Silicon Valley were also popular by the upstarts. Then, the bubble burst and a large number of people were worried about too much money to spend. A month later, they were completely bankrupt.

The house that Feng Yiping bought is, to be precise, an unfinished house.

A buddy who was 10 or 25 years old and just graduated from university, founded a company that was valued at more than 300 million before it was listed during that craze. Investors from all walks of life lined up to deliver money.

Just like the domestic approach, money comes too quickly and easily, so of course I don’t want to rent a house with a bitter taste.

So, he bought a piece of land on the top of a hill with a beautiful scenery and planned to build a mansion by himself. However, before the house was built, the market changed suddenly. His company, like other companies, went bankrupt and liquidated after two months without waiting for investors to withdraw funds. How could he have money to continue to invest in the house?

What's even more tragic is that most Silicon Valley upstarts, like him, lost so much that they had no pants to wear and no one was willing to be a buyer. It was Comrade Feng Yiping, who came from the other side of the ocean, who took advantage of helping others.

Anyway, the design plan and the construction team are ready-made, just keep investing money in the interior.

This house is located on the top of a hill between the Redwood City, San Mateo County and the Pala Artou where Stanford is located. It is said that the view is wide and the scenery is excellent. To the west, you can see most of the Silicon Valley, and to the east, the San Francisco Bay Area, which is very in line with Feng Yiping's requirements for mountain-faced sea.

It’s not that this house is really suitable and it’s really cost-effective. He has to rectify a situation in Atherton, where elites gather in Silicon Valley, and hear the big guys from all walks of life. He looks up and sees him without looking down and is happy to be a neighbor in order to cooperate in the future.

The trees on the edge of the mountain road are very tall, and the mountains are extremely cool. They wind up along the wide driveway in the mountains. Huang Jingping looked at the big houses hidden under the trees on both sides. Although she didn't say a word, she grabbed Feng Yiping's hand tighter and tighter. Isn't Feng Yiping the same? She is looking forward to it very much? How could she feel the same when looking at the pictures and the real thing?

"Here," Mike said to the top of the mountain in front. As the big cut climbed the last section of the mountain road, a large house with a fashionable and avant-garde shape, with a blue-gray overall appearance, and a lot of glass on the exterior wall, presented it to everyone.

"It's not bad," Mike said with a smile.

"Very good," Feng Yiping nodded with satisfaction. This can be said to be his dream home. Of course, it would be great if he moved to Feng Jiachong as a whole.

There is a large lawn in front of the house. On the left side of the house, there is a tennis court. There is a large swimming pool in the backyard, with a total area of ​​13,000 square feet and a building area of ​​7,120 square feet. There are 6 bedrooms, 6 bathrooms, and a gym and sauna. If you are in China, this should be a manor.

Don't be fooled by such a large number. Its unit is square feet, 10 square feet, which is only close to one square meter, which means it covers an area of ​​nearly two acres. There are still such houses in China.

But there is one thing that can’t be bought even if you spend money in China, that is privacy.

Just Feng Yiping was in the villa in the capital, he was doing something in the yard or on the balcony on the second floor. The neighbors could see clearly that even if they were "fighting" on the lawn in front of the house, no one could see it. It was so cool!

According to Feng Yiping's meaning, interior decoration is mainly beige and white, which is simple, atmospheric and warm. The furniture is also mainly composed of these two colors, simple and avant-garde.

Sitting in the first-floor lobby that looks like an open floor, Feng Yiping felt really relaxed and happy.

Mike pointed to a huge painting on the wall - Feng Yiping couldn't understand what he wanted to express. From his perspective, it was a piece of white paper with two large balls connected together and the color was constantly changing. "This is a gift we give you,"

“Thank you very much, I like it very much.”

"Forgot one thing, let's go and take you to see the car you booked,"

Yes, why did you forget this? (To be continued.)

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