Tang Xiaobao cared very much about this manor, and he personally checked the design drawings. In the end, the designer also listened to many of his opinions.
The land of more than 20,000 square meters is wide enough.
In the middle is the main villa, with a golf course at the back, and gardens and green spaces next to it. The main villa is divided into three parts. There will be an artificial swimming pool on the top floor, an internal cinema, a gym, an entertainment room, a KTV karaoke room, etc.
Outside the construction site, Tang Xiaobao unexpectedly met Ma Ming.
Tang Xiaobao was not too surprised. In fact, the two of them kept running into each other here recently.
Ma Ming is also very concerned about the progress of the project.
This is Tang Xiaobao's villa, he can't help but be interested in it.
"Uncle Ma." Tang Xiaobao greeted.
Ma Ming came over and said with a smile: "How is it? How is the progress? Are you satisfied?"
Tang Xiaobao smiled and said, "I feel most at ease when Uncle Ma is doing things."
"Don't worry, why don't you come here every day to see me?" Ma Ming joked.
Tang Xiaobao said with a smile: "I'm not very excited. You know, I was born in a rural area. Although I have some money now, I still have the mentality of a nouveau riche."
Ma Ming was stunned, laughed, pointed at Tang Xiaobao, and was speechless.
The two of them entered the construction site. The supervisors were all Ma Ming's cronies, and they quickly came over to give them a tour and introduction.
In fact, there is no need for him to introduce it. Tang Xiaobao and Ma Ming come every now and then, sometimes even for several days in a row. They know the progress best.
Including some construction details, they know them all very well.
After walking around for a while, the two of them went out.
Before parting, Ma Ming said to Tang Xiaobao: "Cao Pingzhi hit a snag with me, you won't blame me, right?"
"Why should I blame you?"
"I know your personal relationship with Cao Ying very well." Ma Ming sighed.
Tang Xiaobao laughed and said: "Uncle Ma, you think too much. Personal friends are personal friends. This is business. Although I am new to the business world, I still understand the rules. Public and private cannot be confused. Besides, I will ask you, let Cao
Do you feel good when your family hits a wall?"
"It's so cool, it's so cool." Ma Ming returned to his true self as a gangster, and said boldly: "If you didn't see his cowardice, I should have prepared a camera in advance to record the scene.
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The two looked at each other and laughed.
After a while, Ma Ming suddenly said seriously: "Xiaobao, why are you and the Cao family in such trouble? I don't care and I won't ask, but you still have to worry a lot. Cao Jianguo and his son have always been in trouble.
, many people have been plotted by them, please don’t be fooled because of your children’s affair.”
Tang Xiaobao looked at Ma Ming and said nothing for a long time.
Ma Ming's face turned red and he said, "Okay, pretend I didn't say anything."
He sighed in his heart, knowing that Tang Xiaobao could see his little thoughts.
But at this moment, Tang Xiaobao suddenly said: "Uncle Ma, we are a family, and what I have said always stands true."
"I'm ashamed, I'm ashamed. Okay, I'm leaving. You don't have to think about the project here. I will supervise it at any time." Ma Ming got in the car.
Tang Xiaobao said: "You still have to be busy with the high-speed project. You don't have to come here every day. I can rest assured if you start the project as soon as possible."
"Okay, I understand." Ma Ming drove away.
When Tang Xiaobao came home, it was as if dinner had been prepared.
Just as she was holding the bowl, Shen Mengyao said, "How is it?"
Tang Xiaobao was stunned: "What is it like?"
"The golden house."
"What golden house?"
"The beauty is hidden in the golden house."
Tang Xiaobao was ashamed.
Not daring to continue this topic, he could only pretend to be dead.
He decided to remain silent no matter what Shen Mengyao said.
When someone is jealous, it's normal to speak sourly.
But Shen Mengyao didn't speak any more.
The meal was extremely peaceful, which was beyond Tang Xiaobao's expectation.
After dinner, Tang Xiaobao watched TV.
The doorbell rang.
Just like opening the door, looking at the bald middle-aged man in front of you, frowning and asking: "Who are you looking for?"
The visitor asked politely: "Does Mr. Tang live here?"
"Who are you?"
It's like a look of caution.
Ever since he became Tang Xiaobao's bodyguard, Wan Rong has always been very dedicated and guarded against others anytime and anywhere.
"Hello, I am Fang Cheng, the general director of China's Good Voice program. I would like to find Mr. Tang."
"Who? Fang Cheng?"
Shen Mengyao heard the sound and came over, immediately held Fang Cheng's hand, and asked enthusiastically: "So it's Director Fang. I've admired you for a long time. I'm your fan."
"Are you Mr. Shen?" Fang Cheng was also surprised and asked, "I don't think I have ever acted in a movie. Have you mistakenly recognized the person?"
"It turns out that Director Fang also knows me, that's great." Shen Mengyao said excitedly: "You have made several youth art movies before. I have watched them many times. I like them very much. I didn't expect to see them today. It's your turn, please come in quickly."
Fang Cheng was a little surprised, but he was happy.
It is definitely a good thing to meet Shen Mengyao, not to mention that Shen Mengyao is still a fan of his.
Before his debut, he had indeed made several movies, but they all received mediocre responses. He finally joined China Central Television as a director and did several variety shows, all of which were extremely popular. The Voice of China can Said to be his famous film, he did not expect that Shen Mengyao would actually appreciate his film.
It's like giving way.
Director Fang was led through the door.
Tang Xiaobao sat on the sofa and turned around to pretend to be confused: "What's going on?"
Fang Cheng didn't know how to answer.
"It's okay, just watch your TV." Shen Mengyao said unceremoniously.
Come on, Tang Xiaobao was too lazy to ask. He was just thinking that the matter had nothing to do with him. He just nodded to Fang Cheng as a greeting and continued to watch TV programs.
Over there, Shen Mengyao had already poured tea for Fang Cheng and was happily discussing film art with him.
"Director Fang, I really like those movies of yours. I just don't watch TV very much. I didn't expect you to be in China Central Television. You are the one who created the good voice. It seems that you are not only good at making movies, but also as a director. Variety shows are also great, but it's a pity. If you make movies again, you will definitely be able to make more excellent works." Shen Mengyao said with emotion.
Fang Cheng also sighed: "Mr. Shen, it's fate that I met you here. You may not know it, but in fact, I am still your fan."
Shen Mengyao was shocked: "You know I sang before?"
"Of course I know." Fang Cheng said with a smile: "Although your records are all in English and are not sold in China and are very niche, I happened to have a friend abroad who sent me one of your records. I still have it in my collection. If I had known earlier, I would have brought it over for you to sign."
Shen Mengyao was overjoyed.
It is certainly a joyful thing to be appreciated by others.
What's more, he is someone she particularly admires.
What is this called?
Cherish each other!
Suddenly, the two of them became more interested in chatting. (To be continued)