Chapter 357 I Think She Can Dance for a Few More Days

"Ye Qiao, you have to explore Minglu by yourself! Come on! It will be fine!" Lu Xiaogun said in the tone of an elder encouraging a younger generation.

"You little brat! Who is the mother?!" Ye Qiao smiled and wiped the moisture from the corners of her eyes. She left the telephone pole, clenched her fist, and raised it high, "Ye Qiao! Come on! Gogogo!"

"This Ye Qiao is really crazy! Talking to himself! That Mr. Wang is really useless, even a woman can't do it!" In the car, Gu Xueyan watched this scene and said to Li Yun.

"Don't underestimate her, she is ruthless!" Li Yun said, "Shen Xichuan, right?!"

It was Shen Xichuan sitting in the driver's seat!

"I think she can still dance for a few days!" Gu Xueyan said proudly.

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Qingcheng.

It was a beautiful seaside city, surrounded by the sea on three sides, and she had never been there in her previous life.

It is also the hometown of Qiao Yi, the biological mother.

She was alone, carrying a backpack and wearing a peaked cap, walking by the beach, looking at the blue sea, shouting loudly, releasing the pressure of the past few days.

Turning around, not far from the coast is the foothills of Taiping Mountain, and villas with red roofs and white walls can be seen faintly in the green forest on the mountain.

Red tiles, green trees, blue sea and blue sky.

No wonder it became a scenic spot in the future.

And those villas hidden in the woods are all buildings from the 1930s and 1940s, and the people who lived there before liberation were bureaucrat capitalists. These are all written in Qiao Yi's diary. Because, the Qiao family is one of them.

"Lu Xiaogun! Come on, guide Mom! Take Mom to find the person in charge of Huayuan!" Ye Qiao said seriously.

She checked the information on the Internet, but very little, only know that the boss of this venture capital company is called George (George).

Lu Xiaogun really became a navigator.

"At the intersection ahead, turn right and reach your destination!" Lu Xiaogun's navigation prompt.

"Ah? Right here? You're bluffing me, kid! How can there be a company here? A nursing home is not bad!" Ye Qiao said angrily.

Because it is at the foot of the mountain, the roads here are all sloped. After climbing a distance of 100 meters, turn right and arrive at the destination Lu Xiaogun said.

Obviously it is a villa!

"Lu Xiaogun! Tell me the truth, don't play tricks on me! Mom is in a hurry, okay? Your grandma has already been invited by the bank twice! You can't delay any longer!" Ye Qiao said angrily.

"It's here!" Lu Xiaogun said angrily.

Fool!

Ye Qiao had no choice but to ring the doorbell.

Perhaps, this is the boss's home. Low-key local tyrants generally like to live in seclusion. Most of these old antique villas here are estimated to be impossible to buy with money, and most of them have become cultural relics.

She rang the doorbell three times, but no one came to open the door for her.

Across the hollow black iron gate, there is a sign on the iron gate, which reads "Private mansion, do not enter!".

Looking in, there was no one in the beautiful courtyard.

"Keep pressing!"

Lu Xiaogun commanded.

She had to keep pressing.

The tenth time, perhaps her sincerity moved the master, and finally someone came out of the villa.

Wearing iron gray suit pants, a white shirt, and an iron gray belly button suit vest, a handsome young man walked towards this side.

He combed his hair back, that is, all the hair on the forehead was combed back.

With the villa in the 1930s and 1940s behind him, at first glance, Ye Qiao thought he was looking at a person from the period of the Republic of China, walking towards him.

"Miss, this is a private house, not a tourist attraction." The man said in a deep voice, his handsome face brightened his eyes.

"Sir, may I ask the boss of Huayuan Fund, does Mr. George live here?" Ye Qiao asked politely.

The man raised his eyebrows, "I'm sorry, this is a private residence, so we don't talk about business!"