Don't mess with the rich girl

The new house of moxiaohe is a little remote. It is located in the middle of a group of small hills. The style is Mediterranean. From a distance, you can vaguely see the outline of a blue and white castle.

"It should be there." Mu Anren said to Mu Qingqing with his hands holding the steering wheel.

Muqingqing looks around. It's a moat.

The single family she imagined was probably as big as the current house of the Mu family. After all, moxiaohe was only 16 years old. Even if Uncle Mo dotes on his son and buys a house, he will live in personal affairs.

Unexpectedly, the single family in Mu Anren's mouth is a castle like house. It's really surprising.

"It's strange that the manor of the Mohist family is so big. Why should we prepare a single family villa for the child of Xiaohe in this place?" Mu Anren muttered to himself.

"Dad, haven't you been here before?"

"No. I don't have this time." Mu Anren smiled helplessly and said, "there are a lot of things in the company. It's not easy to free up today's time."

A white castle, a blue roof, and a big windmill on the roof. Mu Qingqing smiled softly. How can he feel that people like moxiaohe don't like people who like this romantic style of architecture. When he was serious, he should like European style or modern style. No matter how bad, he should also like romantic French style. How could it be Mediterranean style?

"By the way, Dad, the gift we brought is an American style sofa combination. His house is Mediterranean style. Will it not be built?" Mu Qingqing suddenly thought of this serious problem and looked a little nervous. She doesn't want Mu Anren to make a fool of herself in front of the Mohists, especially not to be looked down upon by moxiaohe.

"It's OK. Even if it doesn't take place, your uncle Mo won't mind. It doesn't take place. I'll send a set of Mediterranean next time." Mu Anren firmly believes. No matter how time goes by, Mo Liming's temperament is dead. There will be no big change in his life.

"Also, uncle Mo should be a very reasonable person?" Mu Qingqing asked tentatively, but he unconsciously showed the picture of Mo Xiaohe standing in front of the SUV and choking with Su Cuiyun that day. Although his mouth was poisonous, it did not hinder the fact that he was a kind person in her heart.

"Your uncle Mo is a wonderful person. Speaking of it, it's all the credit of the Mohist tutor. There are many things in it. You'll know when you eat later." Mu Anren parked his car a little far from the gate, and the car at the gate was already waiting in line. A whole row of bodyguards stood at the gate.

There are two roads at the door of this place. The car on one side is registering, and the car on the other side has to stop and wait first.

A man in a black suit reached out to stop their car and put a lot of cars on the other side. Most of the people who came to the banquet drove luxury cars and cars. Mu Anren's blue truck really caught their eyes.

Mu Qingqing saw Mu Anren's helpless wry smile. When she saw the luxury cars filled in the parking lot in the gate, she immediately understood the reason for mu Anren's wry smile.

It turned out that they were too poor today.

"Dad, are you okay..." Mu Qingqing asked in a low voice.

"You girl, when did you learn to observe words and colors?" Mu an knew the truth. Mu Qingqing saw through his mind and couldn't help feeling a little depressed. "Nothing. This blow is nothing. I believe dad can bring you a happy life in the future."

"Well, I believe it." Mu Qingqing smiled brightly and his eyes were clear. When I said this, I was full of confidence.

Mu Anren was just to let his daughter not worry, but mu Qingqing gave him confidence.

It has to be said that the recent situation of mu'an furniture company is not optimistic, and the sales volume is somewhat bleak. Mu'an Ren once had the idea of selling the company, and recently even is looking for a home to make a last living.

"Dad, if you encounter a low point in your career, please don't give up." Mu Qingqing took the initiative to reach out and hold Mu Anren's generous palm. His eyes were fixed on him.

[yes, I can't give up, but I really can't hold on...]

The picture Mu Qingqing read was a gray office. Mu Anren thought about the frustrated employees in the office and the arrears notices.

Mu Anren looked at her smile and didn't answer for a moment.

"Dad, believe me, as long as you stick to it for a period of time, it will get better. The old saying is that persistence is victory. You used to be a soldier. You are a person with faith and can't give up easily." Mu Qingqing talks a lot today, but she doesn't care much. At present, giving her father some encouragement is also what she should do as a daughter. "When you feel discouraged, think more about the first, think about your first dream, your first idea. Huh?"

Mu Anren's eyes were congested. The night battle in recent days almost destroyed his will. Hearing that muqingqing mentioned his original dream, his thoughts couldn't help floating to the winter when muqingqing was one year old——

Among the three brothers of the Mu family, Mu Anren ranks the first, Mu Ankang ranks the second, and Mu Antai is the smallest.

At that time, he was the first of the three brothers to get married. He had married his wife and gave birth to his daughter Mu Qingqing, but the family was extremely dissatisfied with his marriage. Because his wife's background was extremely poor, which formed a sharp contrast with the wooden family, the family was very dissatisfied with the daughter-in-law who had no interest contribution, so there was embarrassment and quarrel.

That winter, the mountain was closed by heavy snow. Under the advice of the old man, he had a big quarrel with the old man. Later, when he was young, he resolutely ran away with his wife and daughter. Carrying Mu Ankang's money quietly stuffed into his pocket, he took his wife and daughter out of the door of Mu's house all night.

That night, holding his beautiful wife and young children in the desolate snow, he swore to God that he would break his own sky and make better furniture than the wooden family!

"Mu Anren! Ha ha! It's really you!" suddenly said hello, interrupting the picture of Mu Anren's memory.

However, Mu Qingqing saw the woman's face in Mu Anren's memory. It was su Cuiyun.

This discovery suddenly made her feel less beautiful.

"Cook! Is it you?" Mu Anren asked with some uncertainty.

"Salute!" the man known as the cook, wearing a polite pink shirt, stood straight outside the door and respectfully saluted Mu Anren.

After Mu Anren turned off the car, he opened the door and went down.

"Salute!" is another standard military salute back to the past.

"Well, well, it's a thing of the past. Now it's inappropriate to salute." Mu Anren joked with his old comrades in arms.

"Ah, I think your car has been stopped here for a long time. What's the matter?" even if you put it one by one, it should be put on this side.

"Nothing, wait in line. There are many cars over there." Mu Anren smiled and shook his head. Mu Anren was even more puzzled that what Mo Liming said yesterday was that only a few people would come to get together. However, looking at the posture of so many cars outside the door, it was not like a sign of a few people getting together.

"The old devil (Mo Liming) said that only a few old comrades in arms would come to get together today. Who knows, the Xiaohe boy was tracked by the reporter, the address of his new house was leaked, and the reports spread all over Zhaoxi city. People kept calling him and asking him how long he would fire (cooking at home for the first time after the completion of his new house is called firing) , that's not true, but those who have something to do with Mohism will come in a hurry. "The cook patiently explained to Mu Anren.

"So it is." Mu Anren couldn't help taking a more look at the long dragon on the other side, thinking that he'd better leave after delivering the furniture.

Not far away, a man with black sunglasses, a plain white shirt and a slim dark blue trousers walked out of the door, surrounded by bodyguards.

Mu Qingqing's eyes were stabbed by a reflection, raised his hand and blocked his backhand in front of him.

Through the gap between her fingertips, she vaguely saw the man who took off his sunglasses and was looking at her - moxiao river.

I also saw the childish behavior of deliberately shaking her eyes with luminous objects like children.

"It's naive. The castle master of the Grand Castle used such low means to attract my attention." Mu Qingqing's dissatisfied mouth shriveled. What she didn't know was that moxiaohe could read lips!

"Naive? Low? Oh!" moxiaohe smiled low, and then strode towards the blue truck.

"Uncle mu, Uncle Chen." moxiaohe politely said hello to Mu Anren and Chen qiaobin, but Yu Guang glanced at Mu Qingqing sitting on the truck.

"Xiaohe, congratulations on the completion of your new house." Mu Anren said.

"Thanks for uncle Mu's congratulations. Uncles, it's hot outside. You can sit in first. My father has been waiting for you for a long time." moxiaohe politely asked Mu Anren and Chen qiaobin to go inside. "Just give the car key to the bodyguard. I'll let them drive in and park the car."

"OK, there is a gift for you in the cargo compartment. Xiaohe remembers to let people move it." Mu Anren stopped procrastinating, handed the car key to the bodyguard on the side of moxiaohe, and then turned back to Mu Qingqing and said, "Qingqing, come down?"

"Uncle mu, don't worry, you are all old comrades in arms for more than ten years. It's not convenient to take her in. I'll take her to the house to visit it." moxiaohe hooked his lips and said very sensible.

"Then Qingqing, remember to go to lunch and come to me after the visit." Mu Anren wanted to say something, but Chen qiaobin beside him took him inside.

"Uncle mu, don't worry. I'll take her to lunch later." moxiaohe replied with a smile.

Mu Qingqing looks at Mu Anren, who is forcibly pulled away by Chen qiaobin, and suddenly feels nervous.