About the fact that my opening elf is Little Nebula

After all, the capital is the capital, the political center of a country. There is no harm in keeping the house regardless of whether the house price will be lost in the future. She does not plan to sell it.

As for the house in Mingzhu City, she will wait until her brother graduates. She doesn't know if her brother will stay in Mingzhu City to work. If he stays there, it will be more convenient to live in a house than to rent a house.

Housing prices in first-tier cities are expensive and rents are not cheap either.

Song Xiufeng smiled and said, "So if you have vision and courage, there is really no need to invest in real estate. Now the house prices seem to be higher than before. In fact, the cost of materials is also rising, and the profits are not as good as before. As early as last year, Yuanfeng Group has completely withdrawn from real estate and instead entered the pharmaceutical industry and technology and energy-related industries."

"Isn't that the same as Sansheng Group?" Lu Qingqing couldn't help blurting out.

As soon as the words came out of her mouth, she felt extremely annoyed.

Song Xiuluan secretly scolded Fu Yisheng for causing harm to others, "The market is so big, Sansheng Group cannot be the only one. The most important point is that the Fu family is a Hong Kong businessman, but we are not. We have our own companies in the domestic market." Advantage."

Although he only operates film and television media, he also knows the situation of Yuanfeng Group well.

Lu Qingqing shook her head and said she didn't understand.

"You will understand it gradually in the future." Song Xiufeng is not anxious at all. He is 50 years old this year and has 70 years until he retires at 20. There are also many business tycoons in their 80s and 90s who retire. He can wait for it. The daughter grows up, or the third generation grows up.

Lu Qingqing sighed, "I actually don't have much interest in doing business. You should choose someone else."

How big is the bowl, how big is the meal.

Yes, all her aura is used in literary creation, which is her hobby that will never change.

"I've passed. Everything is up to you. If you like it, take it over. If you don't like it, we have many solutions." Everyone has their own ambitions, and Song Xiufeng doesn't force it.

Lu Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief.

To be honest, if she didn't have this ambition, she was really afraid of being pushed out of the market.

Song Xiufeng's open-mindedness made her feel less restrained.

Song Xiufeng naturally felt the slight changes in his daughter and couldn't help but be overjoyed.

This joy disappeared after entering the international shopping mall.

They met Chen Yuxuan and Song Xiaorou.

Although Song Xiufeng and Song Xiuluan didn't like the clothes, shoes and hats sold here, they finally got to know Lu Qingqing, and one of the nice ways to treat her was to buy them for her.

Song Xiuluan had long been dissatisfied with the fact that his eldest niece always wore clothes priced at 4000 yuan or several hundred yuan. He walked into an affordable luxury brand women's clothing store first. He picked out a red dress with a price tag of more than [-] yuan and forced Lu Qingqing to go there. Try it on.

Lu Qingqing couldn't refuse.

Song Xiuluan, his second brother, and Fu Yisheng continued to choose clothes for Lu Qingqing outside.

Song Xiaorou and Chen Yuxuan walked in at this time.

Behind them, followed a dark-skinned young woman with an ordinary appearance but covered in famous brands.

It was Chen Yuwei, whose photo they had seen in the information provided by Yan Chong.

The three of them were carrying large bags and were obviously shopping. Judging from the logos on the bags, they were all affordable luxury brands.

Song Xiaorou saw the two uncles and Fu Yisheng discussing whether the clothes looked good at a glance, and she couldn't help being shocked, "Second uncle, uncle, why are you here?"

Song Xiuluan was annoyed by her now and rolled his eyes, "What does it have to do with you?"

Song Xiaorou was just about to say something when she saw Lu Qingqing walking out of the fitting room.

Wearing a simple and elegant V-neck red dress on her body, she made her skin look better than snow, and her figure was exquisite. A bit of green was dotted in the middle of the slightly exposed collarbone, adding to her charm.