"Oh." The woman nodded and agreed.

Soon, the elevator arrived at the 18th floor, and the woman walked out first, and Zhou Ruoyun and I also walked out of the elevator.

Song Baoping’s family is 1801. Since this is coming, Zhou Ruoyun and I have brought a box of better West Lake Longjing.

But we saw that the door of 1801 was open. When we walked into the door, we saw Song Baoping and the woman just now.

"Oh, Xiao Chen, is this your wife?" Song Baoping said hurriedly.

"Yes, this is my wife Zhou Ruoyun, wife, this is Boss Song. He and Sister Jiang are also friends. They met them when they were doing business before." I nodded and smiled.

"Hello, Boss Song." Zhou Ruoyun said.

"Sit inside, sit inside, don't change your shoes, come in just now." Song Baoping smiled, and at this moment, the young woman looked at us in surprise.

"Dad, who are they? Do you ask me to come here and have dinner with them?" the woman said.

"Oh, I forgot to introduce it, Xiao Chen, this is my daughter Song Huishan." Song Baoping introduced it and then said: "Baby, this Xiao Chen is the chairman of the Magic Town Project in the Magic City, the senior executive of Chuangyao Group. Do you know Chuangyao Group? It is a large company with a market value of 100 billion yuan, and their projects are all worth tens of billions."

"Ah? So powerful?" said the young woman named Song Hye-san in surprise.

"Of course it's amazing. Xiao Chen and Miss Zhou can't be how old you are. That day, my dad said he wanted Xiao Chen to introduce you to a partner!" Song Baoping continued.

"Are you introducing me to a partner? What's your name? Big brother." Song Hye-san grinned.

"My name is Chen Nan." I said.

"Hello, Mr. Chen." Song Huishan took the initiative to extend her hand.

"Hello." I smiled.

After shaking hands here, Zhou Ruoyun and I walked into the living room and looked around.

"Boss Song, how much is your house?" I asked.

"Two hundred and eighty square meters, six bedrooms, three living rooms and four bathrooms, is this house still okay to be decorated?" Song Baoping smiled.

"It's not bad, how much did you get it?" Zhou Ruoyun and I said while visiting.

"I won it three years ago. At that time, the average price of a new house was 70,000 yuan, but now it should be 90,000 yuan." Song Baoping thought for a while and continued.

"At that time, 70,000 yuan per square meter would have to be nearly 20 million yuan. With this decoration, it would have to be around 2 million yuan. This house is really good." I nodded.

To be honest, although this house is not the city center of the Magic City, it is also a prosperous area. It can be considered a city center. How many people can own such a house in the Magic City? Now this house can be bought for about 26 million yuan. Compared with the housing prices in Yiwu in Song Baoping, it has been a few more. In Yiwu, you can probably get a luxury villa.

Song Baoping has been in business for so many years and is still not short of money to buy a house in the Magic City. The Porsche 911 she drove costs two or three million. The family conditions are already very good. Song Huishan is still a rich second generation no matter what.

"Brother Chen, Sister Ruoyun, can you call me that? Do you really want to introduce a partner to me? You won't want to introduce a man from the Demon City to me, right? I heard that a man from the Demon City is very stingy and very careful in his calculations. Is that true?" Song Huishan said.

When Song Huishan said this, I smiled: "I said Huishan, your father was just talking that day. Of course, your sister-in-law and I are not from the Demon City. We can't even speak in the Demon City. I am from Xuancheng, Hui Province, and your sister-in-law is from Binjiang, Fu Province."

"Ah, you are also from other places. I thought you were from the Demon City. Are people from the Demon City particularly xenophobic in addition to being stingy and careful in calculating?" Song Huishan continued.

Regional labels, basically every place has regional labels. In fact, I have been accustomed to it. Men in the Magic City are stingy, it depends on who they are, such as Qu Jie, Bai Bing, or Zhou Xiang. I don’t think they are stingy. Stingy should vary from person to person. As for being careful, they should be said to be able to live. Of course, xenophobia also varies from person to person. Perhaps the older generation will have some thoughts, but young people and college classmates are from all over the country, so there is really no such thing.

"Huishan, the demons are all places where the sea of ​​demons are all rivers. It is said that the people in the Demon City are xenophobic, stingy, or calculating carefully. This is more one-sided and is a regional label. Of course, I have also heard that men in the Demon City are afraid of their wives, and they have to pay their wage cards, and they also take care of housework. So all this varies from person to person. For example, in Zhejiang Province, you are all business owners, and Yiwu is all made fortunes by small commodities, but in reality, a single blow is definitely not to be beaten, and everyone has their own different things." I smiled.

"Oh, okay." Song Hye-san nodded slightly.

"Oh, there's no tea left. You sit for a while and I'll make tea for you. Mr. Jiang said she'll come later. At the restaurant, I said that the meal started at 7:30, no hurry, no hurry." Song Baoping hurriedly picked up the tea I gave him and boiled water for us to make tea.

"Boss Song, do you and Huishan usually live here in a few places?" I sat down on the sofa in the living room and continued.

"I don't live many people. Basically, there are many customers in the Magic City. If I come, I don't stay in a hotel, so I just stay here. As for my daughter, he doesn't usually film, so she will live here." Song Baoping said.

"It's so comfortable to live in such a big house," I smiled.

"Brother Chen, where are you and your sister-in-law's houses? How big is it?" Song Huishan looked at Zhou Ruoyun and me.

"Haijing No. 1, less than 400 square meters." I smiled faintly.

"I'll go, it's more than 200,000 yuan per square meter. This house costs 80 to 90 million yuan. Your family is really rich." Song Hye-san spoke in surprise, and then continued: "I said Brother Chen, you're still low-key. The Mercedes-Benz sports car you just now is only more than 2 million yuan. I think it's not a big problem to get into the Porsche 918 at this price."

"A sports car worth more than 10 million is too luxurious. Besides, this car seems to be mass-produced, and there are not many in China." I smiled.

"That's right, but anyway, you have money. When you go out to play, I will hold your thighs. My dad hasn't given me much pocket money in a month." Song Hye-san pouted at the end of her speech.

"Huishan, aren't you filming? You should have income, right?" Zhou Ruoyun said.

"She is so angry, sister, don't praise me. I'm just an extra. I want to be famous for a hit, so I can get a box lunch." Song Hye-san said.

To be honest, Song Hye-san is pretty good-looking, 1.65 meters tall, fair-skinned, and although she has put on makeup, she looks pretty good, but after she has no makeup, I think she has a medium-to-high level. As for filming, it is just a hobby of this little girl.

"By the way, I heard from your dad that you are still doing live broadcasts. Do you have many fans?" I asked.

As I said this, Song Hye-san slapped her forehead: "I'm going, I almost forgot, I'm going to shoot a fighting sound today." Song Hye-san said, and she walked into a bedroom.

I saw that the bedroom door was closed, and Song Hye-san was obviously going to prepare.
Chapter completed!