"Is there a feeling of crossing over?" Feng Yiping asked Huang Jingping, who was holding his arm firmly.

On the afternoon of July 20, it departed from the Capital Airport, flew for more than ten hours, and when I arrived at the San Francisco Airport, it was back on the morning of the 20th.

Huang Jingping didn't answer his question, she was really nervous when she set foot on a foreign land for the first time.

It's like a child who arrives in kindergarten on the first day holding his parents' hands, holding Feng Yiping's arm tightly.

Her eyes are really not enough to see now, she used to only know about the United States indirectly through books, newspapers, magazines, the Internet, movies and TV series, and now she has finally set foot in the United States, and she desperately wants to experience and feel it for herself.

However, this legendary airport in the United States does not seem to be bad.

Then, she sniffed, "This smell," it doesn't smell bad.

Now that she has arrived in the country of foreigners, she is surrounded by foreigners who have a bad body odor, and she is still a little unaccustomed to the aftertaste in this hot summer.

"Stay for a while, eat this side all the time, I guess you will be the same," Feng Yiping scared her.

"Ah, I don't," she seemed to believe.

This kid is so simple.

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

He didn't come alone this time, he also brought his family, it was a blonde woman dressed in a grand manner, "This is my wife, Lisa,"

"Hello and welcome,"

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

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

"Thank you, Lisa, you're in such a good shape," Huang Jingping said sincerely.

From our Oriental point of view. Lisa is at most in the posture of a person, but that figure, the foundation is very good, and the maintenance is really good.

Especially outstanding, is his family's children, the granary is very good.

The clothes look high-end, necklaces, earrings, brooches, rings, and everything is worn. However, on the whole, she has never been able to withstand the erosion of time, and Huang Jingping, who only wears a necklace and wears a very Chinese-style floral skirt, there is really no way to compare.

Mike and his wife are landlords, and they are also receiving their boss and girlfriend, so they are very catered to. Huang Jingping chatted with them and became warm. English is also becoming more fluent.

In fact, after studying for several years, her level is actually quite good, although in grammar, she will be a little confused, but what does it matter?

This time, Mike learned the lessons of the last time. I didn't rent a car, I drove a big cut, and there was a child safety seat in the back seat, which I think Lisa often drives.

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

"Didn't you say that everything was in place at home, and what hotel did you stay in?" Feng Yiping asked. They are looking forward to moving into their first nest in the United States.

"Although we have prepared a lot, there must still be a lot of things to purchase, and I don't know if you like the bedding decorations you buy, so Mike and I, I think you should take advantage of the jet lag at the hotel today, and go buy and replenish it tomorrow, and then move in," Lisa said.

This seems to mean some expression, "It's okay, it's all about sleeping anyway, or at home,"

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

"I've always been lucky," Feng Yiping said, holding Ms. Huang's hand.

Before March last year, because of the popularity of the Internet industry, the houses around Silicon Valley were also hyped up by those upstarts, and then, the bubble burst, and a lot of people, a month ago, were so worried that they didn't know how to spend it, and a month later, they completely declared bankruptcy.

The house that Feng Yiping bought, to be precise, can be regarded as an unfinished house.

A twenty-five-year-old buddy who had just graduated from college founded a company, which was valued at more than 300 million yuan before it was listed in that round of craze, and investors from all walks of life lined up to send money.

As in China, money comes too quickly and easily, and of course I don't want to rent a house anymore.

So, he bought a piece of land on the top of a hill with a good scenery, and prepared to build a mansion by himself, but before the house was built, the market changed abruptly, and his company, like other .com companies, was simply bankrupt and liquidated after two months of investors withdrawing their capital, and how could there be money to continue to smash into the house?

What's even more tragic is that most of the upstarts in Silicon Valley, like him at this time, lost so much that they didn't have to wear their pants, and no one wanted to be a pick-up man, so it was the turn of Comrade Feng Yiping from across the ocean, in the name of helping others, to pick up a bargain.

Anyway, the design plan and the construction team are ready-made, as long as you continue to invest money in the city.

This house, located on the top of a hill between Redwood City, the county seat of San Mateo County, and Para Alto, where Stanford is located, is said to have a wide view and excellent scenery, to the west, you can see most of Silicon Valley, and to the east, is the San Francisco Bay Area, which is very suitable for Feng Yiping's requirements of facing the sea on the mountain.

It's not that this house is really suitable, it's really cost-effective, why does he have to renovate a set in Etherton, where the elites of Silicon Valley gather, and hear the voices of chickens and dogs from all walks of life, look up and don't look down, and happily be neighbors, in order to cooperate in the future.

The trees on the side of the mountain road are very tall, the mountains are very cool, winding up along the wide lanes in the mountains, Huang Jingping looked at the big houses on both sides under the shade of the land trees, although he didn't say a word, but Feng Yiping's hands were grasped more and more tightly, Feng Yiping was not the same, very much looking forward to it? Looking at the pictures, and looking at the real thing, how can the feeling be the same?

"It's here," Mike said to the top of the hill in front of him, and as Da Che climbed the last section of the mountain road, a large house with a fashionable and avant-garde shape, the overall blue-gray color, and a lot of glass on the exterior wall was presented in front of everyone.

"Not bad," Mike said with a laugh.

"Very good," Feng Yiping nodded with satisfaction, this can be said to be his dream home, of course, if he moves to Feng Jiachong as a whole, it will be better.

In front of the house is a large lawn, on the left hand 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, a construction area of 7,120 square feet, 6 bedrooms, 6 bathrooms, and a gym and sauna.

Don't be bluffed by such a large number, its unit is square feet, 10 square feet, only close to one square meter, that is, it covers an area of nearly two acres, such a house still exists in China.

But there is one thing that cannot be bought with money in China, and that is privacy.

As for Feng Yiping's villa in the capital, he was doing something in the yard or on the balcony on the second floor, and the neighbors could see it clearly, here, even the two of them were "fighting" on the lawn in front of the house, and no one could see it, cool!

According to Feng Yiping's meaning, the interior decoration is based on beige and white, which is simple and warm, and the furniture is also based on these two colors, simple and avant-garde.

Sitting in the hall on the first floor of his new home, which looked like an open one, Feng Yiping felt really relaxed.

Mike pointed to a huge painting on the wall - Feng Yiping couldn't understand what it was trying to express, in his opinion, it was a white piece of paper, two large groups of black ink connected together, and the color was constantly changing, "This is our gift to you,"

"Thank you very much, I love it,"

"Forget one thing, go, take you to see the car you booked,"

yes, how did you forget about this stubble? (To be continued.) )