Lin Zhiming just wanted to take his adopted daughter for a run quietly, but now there were ten or twenty people around him, which really made him a little annoyed.

These people said they were neighbors, but in fact some of them lived half a block away from him.

Lin Zhiming knew what these people meant. He was rich now and was the richest man in Strait City. Many people wanted to be friends with him.

As the saying goes, poor people are unknown in the downtown area, while rich people have distant relatives in the mountains. Lin Zhiming understands the mood of these people who want to be friends with him, but the behavior of these people has affected him, and most importantly, Lin Waner.

Therefore, after returning home from running, Lin Zhiming called Wang Hai as soon as possible.

"I want to buy a villa, the best villa in Strait City, the best community." Lin Zhiming said.

"Okay, I'll help you find it right away." Wang Hai said.

After hanging up the phone, Lin Zhiming looked at Lin Wan'er and said, "Wan'er, let's go live in a big villa, okay?"

"What is a villa?" Lin Wan'er asked doubtfully.

"It's just a big, big house." Lin Zhiming said.

"Then can I still draw?" Lin Waner asked.

"Of course, I will install a huge drawing board for you!" Lin Zhiming said.

"Okay!" Lin Wan'er clapped happily.

Therefore, the matter of moving was put on the schedule, and Yao Jing would naturally not object to anything at this time.

The next day, Song Siqing went downstairs in a daze and went to the gate of the community to pick up the express delivery.

She had a party with some friends last night and drank two more drinks. She still has a headache.

After taking the express delivery, Song Siqing suddenly heard the sound of firecrackers.
Chapter completed!