Chapter 121

Name:Rebirth of Rich Man Author:chun ge
For a long time, the bathroom finally calmed down, leaving only the sound of running water from the nozzle.

The next morning, when Zhao fan got up, Yu Xiaoai had gone to work. There was warm preserved preserved egg lean meat porridge on the table.

After breakfast, Zhao fan drove to the provincial capital. Many people said that whether a city is prosperous depends on the building. Take Xiushui County for example, the highest building is only seven or eight floors, and the highest building in Xihua city is only more than twenty floors.

The provincial capital, Yunzhou, is the pinnacle of the provincial authority. There are countless high-rise buildings. Seventy or eighty storey high-rise buildings can be seen everywhere. This is the difference.

As soon as the car arrived at the gate of Luocheng's garden villa community, Luo Xiaobei was already standing and waving. The reason why he knew Zhao fan's car was because Zhao fan took photos and sent them to Luo Xiaobei when he bought the car.

Today Sunday, the girl just had a holiday. She was wearing jeans, white T-shirt, slightly yellowish hair, and her figure had already taken shape. She looked like a little beauty.

"Brother Xiao Fan, you've driven for three or four hours. Are you tired?" After the car stopped for a while, Luo Xiaobei opened the door and sat in the co driver's seat. With a concerned look on his face, he said, "my father knows you're coming, and has asked aunt Wenjing to make her best stewed pig feet to ensure that you are greedy. In addition, my father asked me to tell you that you are not allowed to buy gifts."

Zhao fan nodded, smiled while driving and said, "your father thought too much. I didn't want to buy a gift at all."

In fact, if Luo Xiaobei doesn't say anything, Zhao fan really wants to bring some gifts at the door of the community. After all, Luo Cheng has given him too much help all the time. It's a little intention to bring gifts.

In addition, Zhao fan was excited when he thought of the little teacher like an angel. Although Zhao fan knew Wang Wenjing's experience and respected her very much, one person's beauty and temperament would attract another person, which is completely different from respect.

Walking into the luxurious European villa, although it is not the first time, Zhao fan still sincerely feels that in this world, poor people, you never know how fucking rich the rich are.

Conversely, the rich never know how poor the poor are.

In a popular sentence on the Internet, it is people from two worlds at all.

"Xiao Fan is here. Please sit with your teacher for a while. It'll be fine soon." Entering the villa, Wang Wenjing heard Luo Xiaobei's chirping voice and leaned out her head.

The angel like face and smiling expression brushed over like the spring breeze. Zhao fan quickly dispelled his thoughts and nodded with a smile.

In the living room, Luo Cheng leaned on the sofa and turned over his mobile phone. When he saw Luo Xiaobei and Zhao fan coming in, he put down his mobile phone and said with a smile: "Xiaofan, how about Xiushui county?"

Zhao fan touched his nose and sat opposite Luo Cheng. "It's OK. It's much more interesting than the municipal Party committee."

He was thinking about how to talk to Luo Cheng.