Feng Jiachong Food Factory, Feng Zhenchang was a little clumsy with a finger, tapping on the keyboard, the truck driver knocked on the door of his office, "Mr. Feng, there is your package,"

"It's here so soon, thank you!" he used his utility knife to slice open the cardboard box, which contained some American ginseng and deep-sea fish oil, and a small box in the middle, which he opened to see that it was the disc he was looking for.

I took out one and put it in the CD-ROM drive, clicked on the super solution on the desktop, and saw that under the blue sky, with the gentle sound of the wind, my son stood in front of a chic house, and said with a smile, "Dad, Mom, this is my new home in Silicon Valley,"

He lowered his voice and called Jin Ling, "Little Jin girl, the package just arrived, thank you!"

Jin Ling waved at the people in the conference room, took her mobile phone, walked to the corridor, and said with a smile, "You're welcome, uncle,"

Feng Zhenchang sat down, thought about it, or withdrew the disc, took the small box, and drove to the house, he knew that Mei Qiuping had been waiting for this.

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