Lingering: Genius Baby Sweetheart Mom

Chapter 627: Yun Hanxiao, are you pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger? 【1】

Yun Hanxiao, are you pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger? 【1】

Ever since Yun Hanxiao moved here,

Everyone's living habits are becoming more and more normal.

People who live a normal life don't think so.

But for this group of men who have never had a concept of home, [

How sweet it is to have someone ask to sit and eat together at the same time every day.

Yun Hanxiao has never shown that he is a strong person.

Even everywhere is willing to keep a low profile, admitting that he is no one smart and capable.

But she just can do things that a lot of women who try so hard to be smart and capable will never be able to.

No matter what day it is, at this time, in Di Shajie's restaurant, there is always a table of hot dishes waiting for everyone to start.

The room was tidied up by someone very popular,

Just looking at it makes me want to be intoxicated, soften up, melt down, and never want to come out again.

That's why Fengtian recently agreed with Di Chajie's desire to stop dealing in real estate.

It's only been a few months since I transferred the investment. Once I calculate the profit,

A group of people's eyes widened in fright.

Just bought a house and land, and produced nothing,

It is actually higher than the profit produced by so many factories in the past.

In particular, the reduction of management personnel greatly reduces production costs.

To put it plainly, everyone can be lazy recently and earn more money.

China's economy is a policy economy,

The country says to let a small number of people get rich first,

You have to work hard to be obedient and get rich first.ha!

Two ghostly children came.

Naturally, Yun Hanxiao was busy. [

Knowing that he ate a lot of ice, he naturally didn't dare to give Bao'er something to eat.

Shaoze wanted to write, but Bao'er kept pestering her and refused to leave.

Yun Hanxiao took a small notebook and asked her to sit aside and write one, two, three, four, five.

Bao'er, four or five years old, held his breath, frowned and said to Shaoze:

"May I not write it?"

Shaoze shook his head, so cool as hell.

Bao'er blinked her big eyes and thought for a moment:

"Then how much I write, my brother will play with me."

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