Domineering cute baby: president daddy, you devil!

"Daddy, I hear you have an invitation."

Xiao Bao blinked a pair of big bright eyes and said.

He and qian'er had little expressions of expectation on their faces, which made song Qinbei a little confused.

When did these two kids get interested in the auction?

Xiao Bao is OK. He likes to be lively, but qian'er doesn't like this kind of crowded occasion all the time?

"Yes."

"Wow Xiaobao clapped his hands, and his big eyes flashed with a twinkling light, like stars all over the sky. "Dad, how about you give me a picture with qian'er?"

"When did you start to be interested in auctions?"

Song Qinbei accidentally raises eyebrows.

Xiaobao and qian'er looked at each other and said, "hee hee, we just want to palm our hands... After all, my brother and I haven't been there yet."

As he said this, Xiao Bao was afraid that song Qinbei would not give him an invitation. He hugged song Qinbei's arm and shook her, "Daddy, just give it to us

We really want to see... "

"Yes, father, two invitations are nothing to you."

Qian'er was more calm than Xiao Bao, but it was obvious that he was eager and hopeful.

"Yes." Song Qinbei was silent for a moment, and he got up——

The two steamed buns were very excited and followed him.

Not much. Song Qinbei took out the invitation from the shelf.

This is the invitation sent to his home by the old man in advance. It happens to be two, one for him and one for Qin Shuang.

Song Qinbei handed the invitation letter, which was as exquisite as a perfect handicraft, to two small steamed buns, one for each, "take it."

"Thank you, Daddy!

Daddy, you're great! Long live Daddy! Long live Daddy

Xiaobao was so excited that he jumped directly on Song Qinbei, put his arms around Song Qinbei's neck and gave song Qinbei a big kiss.

Song Qinbei

It's an invitation, isn't it?

These two worthless boys.

Although he thought so, the restlessness in Song Qinbei's heart dissipated, and the corners of his lips raised a little unconsciously.

"I'll let the driver drive you."

"Thank you, Daddy!"

"Thank you, father."

Two small steamed stuffed buns, holding the invitation letter like something, walked out briskly.

Song Qinbei took the two steamed buns to the bus and told them where they were going. The driver took the two steamed buns and set out.

Looking at the shadow of the car, song Qinbei seemed to think of something——

There was a dark glow at the bottom of his deep eyes

Is

Is it

Is it really what he thought

The more he thought about it, the more frightened he was.

The more I think about it, the more excited I am

He made a quick call to ANZO.

"Boss, what can I do for you?"

ANZO's respectful voice came from the receiver.

"Catch up with the Butler's car."

Song Qinbei explained in a cold voice. If you listen carefully, you can see that his tone is a little urgent.

"OK, boss, wait for me."

"As soon as possible!"

……

Oho charity auction.

It is located in the ohao Hotel, with a long high-grade red carpet on the outside, which is no less than Cannes.

The guests who came and went all gathered the top people.

All kinds of celebrities gathered.

There are even some popular top stars. This is the place for everyone to show their status.

It's also the place where every inch of land and every inch of gold is thrown.