At around 4 o'clock in the afternoon, there was a knock on the door of the villa, and Xu Xin, who was busy in the study, heard his wife's voice outside:

"Brother, the love king is here!"

"coming."

Xu Xin responded and walked out of the house.

Then I saw Wang Sicong at the water bar, holding up a glass of sour plum soup and pouring it into his stomach.

After seeing Xu Xin, he raised his hand as a greeting.

Then, after drinking up a large cup of sour plum soup in one breath, he held the cup and made a "burp~~~~~" sound while holding the cup.

Yang Mi, who was standing next to him, looked disgusted:

"Hey~~"

I immediately retreated to my husband's side, held my hands and started fanning.

The eldest young master was instantly happy:

"Hey, what are you doing? I didn't eat garlic. The caviar veal steak I had for lunch with my stinky baby was authentic sturgeon caviar. One spoonful was worth several hundred. You have to pay at least two or three to smell it.

Ten. Still disgusted?"

"Here, give, I'll give you... fifty-seven dollars, you should quickly collect your magical powers."

She took out a fifty, a twenty, a fiver and two steel coins from her pocket. Yang Mi handed it over in disgust, so that he would stop disgusting her.

"Hey, thank you."

Wang Sicong took it, put it in his pocket, and happily poured himself another glass:

"I just say that your sour plum soup is delicious. When I drink it outside, I always feel that it is made from water... Lao Xu, why are your eyes so strange? What are you looking at?"

As he spoke, he looked down at his pants.

There's nothing unclean about it either.

Why are you staring at my crotch?

Good guy, Miao Renfeng!?

"Well……"

Hearing this, Xu Xin came back to his senses and asked subconsciously:

"You...what did you ask Brother Seven to shout?"

"Smelly baby, what's wrong?"

The eldest young master looked confused.

Then I heard my friend ask in confusion:

"You don't call me Seventh Brother?"

"...?"

Wang Sicong was stunned:

"Shout. Why don't you still call me Sister Da Mi...sometimes I'm sister, and sometimes I'm daughter-in-law, so I can't call my seventh brother Stinky Baby?"

"Well……"

Xu Xin was shocked as a lot of unsightly scenes flashed through his mind.

Forget it.

Just shout whatever you want.

Maybe my heart is a little dirty.

When Lao Wang calls Seventh Brother, he always feels that Lao Wang is very "suffering"...

I feel very awkward.

But now Lao Wang started calling Seventh Brother "Stinky Baby". When he thought of Seventh Brother's little birdy look in Lao Wang's arms...

Thinking of the contrast between the seventh brother in front of others and the smelly treasure in the back...

Even more uncomfortable.

These two are also absolutely brilliant.

"Where's Seventh Brother? Didn't you come with us this time?"

"No, her contract with the music company has expired and she has to sign with a new company. Adu, Lin Junjie's Haidie Music, you know? She wants to sign with that company, and fans have been urging her to release a new album. She will be here on the 10th

, I won’t be able to come these days.”

While Wang Sicong was talking, he shouted to Guo Ping who was sitting on the sofa:

"Apple, give him the file."

"OK."

Guo Ping responded and took out a stack of documents from his briefcase:

"Brother Xu, here it is."

Xu Xin took it in confusion and saw the first line:

[About the Capital Increase Agreement of MiHoYo Technology Co., Ltd.]

"MiHoYo...oh~"

Xu Xin nodded as he remembered the name of the company and glanced down.

"One million, 20 percent?"

This number ratio is quite normal.

Generally, angel round investment should not exceed 25% at most, which is generally accepted in the industry.

It has nothing to do with risk, but rather the optimal ratio when both parties share the risk.

One million is just drizzle to him and Lao Wang.

So he didn't even look at the specific details. He threw it on the table and nodded:

"What's for dinner?"

Hearing this, Wang Sicong turned to look at Yang Mi:

"Is it too late to make noodles now? I want to eat them at home."

Yang Mi, who was peeling the peach, said without raising her head:

"Want to eat Hanamaki?"

"Um."

"Is it a meat dragon or a Hanamaki?"

"this……"

As if this question was a difficult decision, Wang Sicong thought for a while and asked:

"When will the old wolf come back?"

"We got off the plane around 7 o'clock, and it's probably 8 o'clock when we get here."

"What about the meat dragon? He likes to eat that too."

"good."

Yang Mi nodded, took a bite of the half-peeled peach, and then handed the remaining half to Xu Xin.

He stood up and said:

"Then I go to the supermarket to buy minced meat, pork or beef?"

"Beef, by the way, buy more green onions and leave some chopped green onions for me to steam two rolls with more chopped green onions separately."

"I know. Millet porridge?"

“Hot polenta!”

"good."

By the time Yang Mi responded, she had already walked into the kitchen.

Neither she nor Xu Xin thought there was anything wrong with Wang Sicong's request.

When friends come to your home for dinner, it is appropriate to entertain them.

What's more, if people like your cooking skills, this is also a compliment and compliment to the chef himself.

Hair your face first. The weather is hot and your face will hair quickly.

After making the noodles, cook the corn ball porridge. When the time comes, go buy meat fillings, some soy sauce and the like. In the evening, stir-fry some home-cooked dishes and add a cold cucumber, and you have a complete meal.

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To be continued...