Inside the lobby of the mansion---

"Wow, wow, wow!" the little sister Song Yuqing kept exclaiming.

With her, Du Chunmei, who acted as a sister, also widened her eyes and looked at this mansion like a palace.

Such a high floor, such a big living room, such a beautiful chandelier, resplendent and magnificent.

Seeing that their daughter looked like a thief, Song Haiming and Wang Jinfeng, as parents, wanted to remind the two girls to pay attention to their image, and outsiders were present.

But the scene in front of them also made them stunned--- their son actually lived in such a place.

At this moment, Song Haiming understood why his son was reluctant to stay at home and wanted to go back to Hong Kong--- compared to here, the home was simply a kennel.

Well, of course, even the kennel is its own home.

Fortunately, at this time, Song Zhichao had already sent Liu Dehua and Zhou Xingchi away, otherwise Song Haiming and Wang Jinfeng would not know what kind of outrageous move they would make.

Song Zhichao instructed Jin Jiu to lead his little sister Song Yuqing and Du Chunmei upstairs to have a look, and by the way, he instructed the maid Aunt Lan to clean up the upstairs guest room.

The bald guy Jin Jiu instantly turned into a guide and took the two little girls to visit the guest room.

Here, Song Zhichao beckoned Song Haiming and his mother Wang Jinfeng to sit down, and personally served them tea.

Song Haiming took off his eiderdown jacket, and Wang Jinfeng also took off his woolen coat, and they felt that no matter what they were wearing, they were incompatible with the surrounding environment.

Song Zhichao saw that his parents were silent and looked very reserved, so he smiled and said: "This is where I live, that is, your home, you can feel free to go back to your own home." ”

"Ahem, can you let me put my shoes on?" Mr. Song said.

It turned out that when she entered the house just now, Sister Lan didn't know their identities and reminded them to take off their shoes and enter the house. Song Haiming took off his shoes, but the socks he was wearing inside had a big hole in them, and he was showing his thumb, which made him feel very awkward at the moment.

"Hehe, you can do whatever you want. Song Zhichao personally walked over and took the shoes and handed them to his father Song Haiming.

Song Haiming put on his shoes quickly, and the torn socks were finally covered, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Mother Wang Jinfeng said on the side: "Son, those two people just now are really Hong Kong stars?"

She is still suspicious of Lau Dehua and Chow Xingchi--- for her mother, there is only one Hong Kong star in her mind, and that is Chow Yun-fat.

Song Zhichao touched his nose and smiled: "What celebrities are not celebrities, they are my friends." Besides, many actors in Hong Kong don't regard themselves as stars, and acting is just a profession for them. ”

Indeed, in a small place in Hong Kong, there are too many stars, and it is not uncommon to have too many, and the fundamental reason why many Hong Kong artists can become famous and famous for a long time is that they have never regarded themselves as stars, but as a practitioner, and acting is a profession for them to make a living.

Song Haiming and Wang Jinfeng don't seem to understand their son's words, but now they know that their son is not an ordinary person in Hong Kong, and he can be friends with big stars, and he doesn't know the blessings he has cultivated in several lifetimes.

How did they know that stars like Xing Ye and Andy could be friends with Song Zhichao, which was the blessing they cultivated.

Immediately afterwards, Song Zhichao asked why the two of them suddenly came to Hong Kong and did not say hello.

Song Haiming explained that he couldn't live in his hometown, and there were media reporters and distant relatives who came over in three days, either asking for an interview or asking for help. made Song Haiming and Wang Jinfeng anxious.

According to Song Haiming's words: "You really heard a knock on the door as soon as you opened your eyes, and at one or two o'clock in the middle of the night, there were still a lot of people in our house." ”

Song Zhichao: "......"

You can imagine what your hometown is like.

After a long time, Song Haiming and Wang Jinfeng were a little unbearable, and they were worried that it would affect their daughter's study. Besides, now people say that Hong Kong is good, and they haven't been to see it at such an age, thinking of what Song Zhichao said, they are half-convinced, and they don't know what their son is doing here, what if he is doing something illegal?

So Song Haiming and Wang Jinfeng planned to raid Hong Kong and give Song Zhichao a "surprise", no--- they were really surprised, to be precise, they were shocked.

figured out the truth of the matter, Song Zhichao couldn't cry or laugh,

I will no longer be verbose, I am ready to settle my parents and them to live first, and then take them to visit Hong Kong, and then it depends on their meaning, if they want to stay in Hong Kong, they will stay here to live, and if they want to go back, they will talk about it when they want to go back.

As for his younger sister Song Yuqing and the little sister next door, Du Chunmei, Song Zhichao planned to leave the two of them behind, after all, the quality of teaching in Hong Kong in this era is still first-class, and there are only advantages and no disadvantages for them to go to school here.

……

Just when Song Zhichao got up and wanted to settle his father and mother first and let them go upstairs to rest, a silver-like voice said: "Song Zhichao, I came back from Japan, and you didn't even go to see me!"

Song Zhichao: "......"

Then I saw Miss Fu coming in from outside, wearing a fire jacket, and as soon as she entered the living room, she threw the Chanel Kun bag worth forty or fifty thousand yuan in her hand onto the sofa, and then began to unbutton and take off her coat, and threw it directly to Song Zhichao: "Help me hang up!"

Song Zhichao: "......"

Song Haiming and his wife Wang Jinfeng, who were sitting on the sofa next to him: "......"

The old couple saw a woman in red come in, and then they saw a handbag flying over, almost hitting Song Haiming's head, and then looking at the woman, she began to undress, and after taking off her clothes, she threw it to her son Song Zhichao--- what is she going to do?

"Ahem!" Song Haiming hurriedly pulled his wife Wang Jinfeng, got up from the sofa, and announced that there were still outsiders here.

Fu Qingqing: "......"

Only then did I realize that there was someone on the couch.

Pointing at Song Haiming and Wang Jinfeng, Fu Qingqing stared at Song Zhichao with wide eyes: "Your new ...... Servant?"

Song Haiming: "......"

Look at yourself, embarrassed.

He looked at Fu Qingqing again, and was immediately amazed by Fu Qingqing's beauty---Why is this Hong Kong woman so beautiful?

When my mother Wang Jinfeng saw her husband looking at the beautiful woman in a daze, she twisted his arm fiercely, then straightened her chest, raised her chin, and said to Fu Qingqing with a straight face: "What is a maid---?

Fu Qingqing opened his mouth wide, covered his mouth with his hand, looked at Song Zhichao with beautiful eyes, and then looked at the old couple, and finally said: "Oh--- buy Ka!"

For Fu Qingqing, a super "excellent" man like Song Zhichao must have his genes, after all, his son can dominate in Hong Kong, and his estimate as a father is almost the same.

But---

Fu Qingqing looked at Song Haiming, who was dressed very dirty, and Song Haiming's "rustic" atmosphere overflowing all over his body, Fu Qingqing couldn't help but shake his head, realizing for the first time how wrong his guessed point was.