In the lobby of the mansion—

"Wow!" The little sister Song Yuqing kept screaming.

Du Chunmei, who was with her and acting as a sister, also widened her eyes and looked at the mansion that looked like an imperial palace.

What a high floor, what a large living room, what a beautiful chandelier, it is magnificent and magnificent.

Looking at her daughter's look surprised, Song Haiming and Wang Jinfeng, as parents, wanted to remind the two girls to pay attention to their image, and outsiders were present.

But the scene in front of them also surprised them from ear to ear - their son actually lived in such a place.

At this moment, Song Haiming understood why his son was unwilling to stay at home and wanted to return to Hong Kong - compared with this place, the family was simply a doghouse.

Well, of course, even the kennel is my own home.

Fortunately, Song Zhichao had sent Liu Dehua and Zhou Xingchi away at this time, otherwise Song Haiming and Wang Jinfeng would not know what extraordinary actions would be made.

Song Zhichao ordered Jin Jiu to lead his younger sisters Song Yuqing and Du Chunmei to go upstairs to take a look, and then instructed his servant Aunt Lan to clean up the guest room upstairs.

The bald man Jin Jiu instantly became a guide and took two little girls to the guest room.

Here, Song Zhichao asked Song Haiming and his mother Wang Jinfeng to sit down and personally serve tea to them.

Song Haiming took off his duck down jacket and Wang Jinfeng also took off his wool coat. They felt that no matter what they wore, they were out of place with the surrounding environment.

Seeing that his parents didn't say anything and looked very reserved, Song Zhichao smiled and said, "This is where I live, that is, your home. You can go back to your own home as you like."

"Ahem, can I put my shoes on?" Song Haiming said.

It turned out that when he entered the house just now, Sister Lan didn't know their identities and reminded them to take off their shoes and go into the house. Song Haiming took off his shoes, but the socks he wore had a big hole in it, and his thumb was exposed. It felt very awkward at this moment.

"Haha, just do whatever you want." Song Zhichao walked over and took the shoes over and handed them to his father Song Haiming.

Song Haiming quickly put on his shoes, and his torn socks were finally blocked, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

My mother Wang Jinfeng said on the side: "Son, those two people were really Hong Kong stars just now?"

She is still suspicious of Andy Lau and Zhou Xingchi. For her mother, there is only one Hong Kong star in her mind, that is, Chow Yun-fat.

Song Zhichao touched his nose and smiled: "What are the stars but not stars? They are my friends. Besides, many actors in Hong Kong do not regard themselves as stars. Acting is just a profession for them."

Indeed, in this small place in Hong Kong, there are too many celebrities, and it seems not unusual to have more. The fundamental reason why many Hong Kong artists can become famous and have a long-lasting reputation is that they never regard themselves as stars, but as practitioners. Acting is a career for them to make a living.

Song Haiming and Wang Jinfeng seem to understand their son's words, but now they know that their son is not an ordinary person in Hong Kong. He can be friends with big stars, and he doesn't know how many lifetimes he will have to cultivate.

How could they know that celebrities like Stephen Chow and Andy Lau can be friends with Song Zhichao, which is the blessing they have cultivated.

Immediately afterwards, Song Zhichao asked the couple why they suddenly came to Hong Kong and did not say hello.

Song Haiming explained that he couldn't live in his hometown anymore. There were media reporters and distant relatives coming here every few days, either asking for interviews or asking for help. Song Haiming and Wang Jinfeng were in a panic.

According to Song Haiming's words, "You really heard knocking on the door as soon as you opened your eyes. At one or two o'clock in the middle of the night, there were still a lot of people in our house."

Song Zhichao: “…”

You can imagine what my hometown looks like.

After a long time, Song Haiming and Wang Jinfeng were a little unbearable and worried about affecting their daughter's study. Besides, people now say that Hong Kong is good, and they have never seen it even though they are so old. When they think of what Song Zhichao said, they are half-believing and half-doubted, not knowing what their son is doing here, what if they are doing something illegal?

So Song Haiming and Wang Jinfeng planned to raid Hong Kong and give Song Zhichao a "surprise" - this is really a surprise, to be precise, they were shocked.

After understanding the truth, Song Zhichao was amused and crying.

I didn't talk anymore, so I prepared to settle my parents and stay in first, and then take the time to take them to Hong Kong. It depends on their meaning. If I want to stay in Hong Kong, I will stay here to live, and I will talk about it when I want to go back.

As for her younger sister Song Yuqing and her younger sister next door Du Chunmei, Song Zhichao planned to keep them. After all, the teaching quality in Hong Kong in this era is still top-notch, so it only benefits but no harm to let them go to school here.

...

Just as Song Zhichao got up and wanted to settle his father and mother first and let them go upstairs to rest, a silver-ling voice said, "Song Zhichao, I'm back from Japan, you won't go to see me!"

Song Zhichao: “…”

Then I saw Miss Fu, Fu Qingying and Fengfeng coming in from outside, wearing a red coat. As soon as I entered the living room, I threw the Chanel Kun bag worth 40,000 to 50,000 yuan onto the sofa, and then began to unbutton it and take off the coat, and threw it directly to Song Zhichao: "Hook it up for me!"

Song Zhichao: “…”

Song Haiming and his wife Wang Jinfeng, who were sitting next to him, said: “…”

The old couple saw a woman in red coming in, and then a clutch flew over and almost hit Song Haiming's forehead. When they saw the woman, they started to take off her clothes, and even threw them to her son Song Zhichao after taking off her clothes - what was she going to do?

"Ahem!" Song Haiming hurriedly pulled his wife Wang Jinfeng, stood up from the sofa, and announced that there were outsiders here.

Fu Qingying: "..."

Then I found someone on the sofa.

Pointing to Song Haiming and Wang Jinfeng, Fu Qingying widened her beautiful eyes and asked Song Zhichao: "You have invited... servant?"

Song Haiming: “…”

Look at yourself, embarrassing.

He looked at Fu Qingying again and was immediately amazed by Fu Qingying's beauty - why is this Hong Kong woman so beautiful? She is even more beautiful than Liu Xiaoqing.

When his mother Wang Jinfeng saw her husband staring at the beauty in a daze, she twisted her arms hard, then raised her chest, raised her chin, and said to Fu Qingying with a stern face: "What is a servant? I am his mother! This is his father - our place is also called dad!"

Fu Qingying opened her mouth wide, covered her mouth with her hands, and looked at Song Zhichao with beautiful eyes, then looked at the old couple, and finally spoke: "Oh--Mai Ka!"

For Fu Qingying, a man like Song Zhichao has a great genes. After all, his son can dominate Hong Kong, and his father is probably not much different.

But--
Chapter completed!