The area is not large, more than 400 square meters, the garden and swimming pool are available, and the most beautiful thing is that Qinguan is his neighbor. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

For Cong Nianwei, who needed an independent design office, such a residence was what their residence in the United States had.

The previous apartment, too cramped.

And the two decisive people, who were not hypocritical, immediately decided to move their home after seeing the condition of this new house.

Everything is developing for the better, but there is only one thing that makes Qin Guan fall into distress.

Because of the shift of focus to China, as the two killer features of his other work, he can't give up his work as a model and an actor.

Especially in China, where people still pay great attention to qualifications and qualifications in the circle, these awards that Qin Guan has won abroad have naturally become the first important luggage for him to pack back.

The rest is easy to say, what about the three windsurfers!

Drop them in as large luggage, and you're going to be so desperate at the airport stevedores that you can't even find an insurance policy for them.

This is no longer something that can be solved with money, Qin Guan now has only one solution, find a charter plane to fly to China within a similar period of time, or find one of the largest international logistics companies to consign.

In fact, according to Qin Guan's idea, find UPS, and it will be over.

However, every manager and assistant around him seriously criticized him for taking the trophy inappropriately.

And in the end, He Ming, who was really asked by Sister Xue, found a private jet to Asia.

And the owner of this plane, who is also a tycoon who can check in Qin Guan's luggage for free, even claims to know Qin Guan.

After hearing He Ming's request, they agreed to it, which was nothing more than a plane that was supposed to fly directly to the United Arab Emirates and make a short stop at China's capital airport.

They also said that they would solve the diversion of flights and the arrangement of time, and this local tyrant from the United Arab Emirates had a request to meet Qin Guan and talk to him about work in detail.

Qin Guan, who heard the response, was confused, and Qu Xuemei, who was afraid that her own artists would suffer, called the Han Cooking Wine of the Black Star Security Company over when it came to the agreed time.

On the one hand, to save face in front of the real local tyrants, on the other hand, when the situation is not good, you can still throw the Korean boiled wine back, and it is not easy to say on the side, it is no problem to delay for ten minutes.

So, the group was confused and met in the local tyrant's mansion in New York.

Coincidentally, the Arab sheikh's home is also on Long Island, but the family's mansion is a separate private territory surrounded by mountains and rivers, and the area is not much, only 3.2 hectares.

Well, 32,000 square meters, less than the size of 100 Qinguan villas, hehe, not big.

When Qin Guan and his entourage began to abandon the car from the gate, and were put on the gardener's sightseeing car and walked along the park-sized road paved with marble, Qin Guan in the car felt that the 'mansion' he had spent hundreds of thousands of dollars to buy was nothing like a broken shack on the side of the road.

The small white caravan, which seemed to smell of sunshine, only after going around for more than ten minutes did they see the gate of this villa.

The pure European-style castle, with a bit of West Asian-style dome design and towering minarets, makes this homely villa a little more majestic.

The white stone statue of a beautiful girl holding a water bottle on the left and right in front of the door is quite a bit of the feeling of an ancient Chinese stone lion town.

This makes this pure gilded, golden gate a little less nouveau riche feeling for no reason, and it is also brought a little more elegant.

The housekeeper who pushed open the door was kind and professional, and Qu Xuemei, who was sharp-eyed, immediately found out that this was a licensed employee who graduated from a professional housekeeping college in the United Kingdom.

And the group of people who just walked into the hall of this mansion found that the interior of this mansion was different.

The Chinese embroidery pattern is the central motif of the entire white floor, and is carved in the center of the main hall.

And the more they walked in, the more they found that there was a shadow of Chinese art everywhere here.

What's more, the sharp-eyed Qin Guan also found a lot of ornaments that belong to the beauty of the world on the side of the corridor, and it seems that this mysterious Arab tyrant is still a collector of Chinese art.

When Qin Guan was brought into the final room, Qu Xuemei and Han Zhujiu were kindly stopped outside the living room by two bodyguards wearing plaid headscarves, and Qin Guan, who was standing alone in this large and somewhat exaggerated room, finally saw the true face of this local tyrant.

The white turban was topped with two black rings, and the young children had to give themselves a beard.

If it weren't for the fact that he was wearing white, he would be as clean as a member of the Chinese family, but if it was dirty, it would be a bit of a wretch.

His old god was there, and he lifted the white turban on his arm behind him handsomely, and stretched out his hand towards the boss chair in front of Qin Guan.

"Mr. Qin, I've heard of the name for a long time, please take a seat!"

It's obviously a baby sound, but I said it in the most serious tone in the world, and I want to laugh so much no matter how I listen to it.

The effect is as ridiculous as reading revolutionary poetry.

In the end, Qin Guan controlled his facial muscles, making the brain reflex nerve suppress the smile, which merged with his calm expression.

The mysterious person in the UAE on the opposite side, after seeing Qin Guan's elegant posture on the leather chair, couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

It can be seen that he is very happy about Qin Guan's arrival.

So, this unfathomable buddy turned on his self-boasting, ah no, self-introduction words.

"Maybe Mr. Qin is very strange, you don't know me, but I'm willing to help you, who is not an uncle."

"That's because we had a great encounter in Las Vegas, of course, I was backstage at the casino, and you were a guest in my casino."

As soon as he was reminded by this Arab tyrant, Qin Guan remembered the interesting story of that time.

Isn't it, but it's just that I won you a little money, so why don't you just find a chance to pursue it? What about the local tyrants in the United Arab Emirates, isn't it tens of thousands of yuan? Here you go, right for you?

Picks more than me.

Qin Guan's eyes seemed to be able to speak, and the little tyrant on the other side immediately understood what the other party meant. (To be continued.) )