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Chapter 103 Playing
"What, you asked me to visit your new home?"

Deng Xiaoqi, who was lying at home, received a call and immediately sat up.

"Okay! Okay! I got it!"

Deng Xiaoqi agreed repeatedly, but she didn't seem very interested.

"Xiaoqi, who asked you to go out and play? Was it a boy?"

Deng Xinhua, who had been paying attention to her daughter's movements, quickly asked.

"No more! Mom! What are you thinking about!"

"Xiaoqi, let me tell you, girls must protect themselves. There are so many boys around you, and your mother is worried about you, especially that Jiang Tianhao. You must not be deceived by him!"

Deng Xinhua quickly gave earnest advice.

"You told me last year to maintain a good relationship with Jiang Tianhao!"

When Deng Xiaoqi heard what Deng Xinhua said, she immediately became dissatisfied and refuted.

"Didn't Jiang Tianhao's family survive bankruptcy last year? Now all their houses and restaurants have been confiscated, and Jiang Tianhao's father has gone to the vegetable market to sell braised food. Remember to keep your distance from him in the future!"

Deng Xinhua said that he didn't expect the Jiang family to be destroyed so soon!
When the school just started, Jiang Tianhao's father went on stage to give a speech. At that time, the Jiang family was still prosperous. The big boss with a net worth of hundreds of millions might be just a small Karami to those at the top, but for most people, it was already a ceiling that would be difficult to reach in their lifetime.

So when Deng Xinhua learned that Jiang Tianhao had taken a liking to her daughter at first sight and wanted to pursue her, she was full of praise and even began to look at Jiang Tianhao as a mother-in-law looks at her son-in-law.

After all, it is better to marry well than to study well. Even if the elite high school is the best private school, what does it matter? Even if he graduates from a key university and works for a lifetime, can he earn 50 million, let alone 1 billion?
"Money, money, money! All you know how to talk about is money!"

Deng Xiaoqi instantly felt that her mother was hateful. For her, who had not yet encountered the pressure of life, wasn't it enough to have enough money to spend?

"I'm doing this for your own good!"

Deng Xinhua wanted to continue, but Deng Xiaoqi was afraid that she would nag and quickly spoke:
"She's the transfer student in our class. She moved to a new place and invited me and a few other female classmates to go hang out with her!"

"Transfer student? The girl who came back from America and drove a Porsche?"

Million-level luxury cars are not considered cars in the eyes of netizens, but in fact, those who are qualified to drive such cars are basically wealthy people with a net worth of nearly 100 million yuan.

Not to mention that Peng Jiahe is only in the second year of high school. What kind of family would dare to equip their child with such a car!
"Yes, now you understand, right? I'm going back to my room and sleep!"

"Why don't you go?"

"Why should I go? I don't have a very good relationship with her!"

Deng Xiaoqi said that she finally had a holiday and she didn't want to go out and play with the other person.

"How can you be so selfish, kid? We are all classmates. Go change your clothes quickly. I'll take you there!"

Deng Xinhua didn't care what his daughter thought and urged her directly.

According to the family background and conditions of classmate Peng Jiahe, his family assets start at billions. Making friends with such a classmate will only benefit my daughter in the future.

That is to say, the other party is a girl, otherwise Deng Xinhua would probably pass on the so-called experience to her daughter. So, Deng Xinhua drove her BMW and brought her daughter to the gate of the community!
"Are you sure! The location your classmate sent you is here?"

Looking at the park-like community, Deng Xinhua felt his whole body trembling.

This is Tan Palace, the most mysterious and luxurious residential area in Shanghai. It is said that there are only a dozen manor houses in it, and each of them is occupied by a big shot who can shake the entire economic circle of Shanghai with just a stomp of his feet.

For example, Jiang Zhihua, chairman of the Jiang Group, Tan Zongming, chairman of the Shengxuan Group, and real estate tycoon Ye Jinyan, all seem to live here.

Although Deng Xinhua is known as Deng Half City, in fact, most of the bosses he accompanied before were only worth 100 or 200 million. It can be said that it is impossible to meet a president worth hundreds of billions even if you want to.

With people of this wealth, even if they go out to hunt for food, they have a special place to go. As someone who sleeps with a thousand people and plays with tens of thousands of people, she naturally has no right to get close.

“It’s right here!”

Deng Xiaoqi didn't feel anything in her heart, after all, she didn't understand!

Although the community where Peng Jiahe lives may be a little bigger, a little more luxurious, and have better greenery, what does it matter?
If you want to show off your wealth, you must find the right target. Otherwise, if you wear a famous watch worth tens of millions, but I only think that it is a watch sold by Pinduoduo for 9.9 yuan with free shipping, that would be embarrassing!
Deng Xinhua drove the car into the community tremblingly. At this moment, she felt the suffocating breath coming towards her.

There was no way. The housing prices here were so high that it was unimaginable. The big bosses she had served before probably couldn't afford even the smallest house here with all their fortune.

"Xiao Qi! Why are you here just now? Come on, Jiahe's house actually has a movie theater and a badminton hall, that's great, I'll take you there to play!"

As soon as Deng Xiaoqi got out of the car, Lin Miaomiao, who had been waiting for a long time, grabbed her and ran away.

I have to say, when it comes to being outgoing and having a big heart, Lin Miaomiao is definitely a leader!

You know, even Deng Xiaoqi, who always thought that money was of little use, was stunned for a long time after seeing the manor that looked like a dream castle.

The little girls immediately went wild together. Although they were a little restrained at first facing such a luxurious castle, with the presence of Peng Jiahe and Lin Miaomiao livening up the atmosphere, after a while everyone let go of the constraints in their hearts and let go of themselves.

Deng Xinhua walked around the maze-like yard before he saw someone standing on the balcony on the second floor of a villa.

She quickly nodded to him, but she didn't expect that he actually waved at her.

This made Deng Xinhua feel flattered. After all, judging from the other party's attire, he should be the owner of the place, that is, the brother of Miss Peng Jiahe!

By the way, on the way here, Deng Xinhua had already gotten some details about Peng Jiahe from her daughter. For example, she knew that she only had one brother, but she had no idea what he did.

She originally just wanted to try her luck and see if she could get in touch with this wealthy young man with a fortune of hundreds of billions.

Of course, it's not that she has any special ideas. After all, Deng Xinhua also knows her resume and age. Even though there are still a bunch of men following her around and willing to be her lickers, those dogs are worthless. And for a billionaire who lives in such a luxurious manor, even if she was young, she was not qualified to have an in-depth understanding with him.

She was just thinking if she could get acquainted with the other party because her daughter and the other party's sister were classmates, so that she could use the other party's identity as a banner in the future, right?

After all, for a top tycoon of this level, if he had just a little bit of money between his fingers, it would be enough for him to live on for the rest of his life.

If I could really get to know the other person, would I be able to transcend circles and become a true upper-class person?

Thinking of this, Deng Xinhua immediately quickened his pace.

(End of this chapter)