My ex-girlfriend thought I was poor, so I made 100 million by betting on stones.

"It's okay, haven't you seen it before?"

Yang Feng remembered that Zhao Zhuwei had met Birrell once before when he was in Jiangcheng.

Zhao Zhuwei was speechless and said, "I didn't know what your relationship was at that time. I..."

"Madam, my relationship with Mr. Yang is very good. You can rest assured that it is absolutely safe to stay at my place!"

Birrell patted his chest as he drove.

He has an optimistic and cheerful personality and is very good at conversation.

Zhao Zhuwei didn't understand how Birrell could be so familiar with Yang Feng.

But the car soon stopped at the gate of a manor.

This manor is very luxurious and has a European architectural style, which is simple yet grand.

The motorcade slowly entered the gate.

Inside the manor.

The car stopped.

Several people got out of the car and turned their heads to look around.

Such a scene even surprised Zhao Guofeng, who often visited luxurious manors.

This is the country of capital.

There is no need to be reserved in the country's culture, or worry about others commenting on your extravagance.

Therefore, this manor is so luxurious that it covers an area of ​​several hectares, as big as several football fields.

Even when you first enter the manor, you can see a pond, woods and gardens.

The road is built among these gardens, and behind it is a huge rockery.

Looking from a distance, you can tell that the rocks in the rockery are made of special sea corals, which look extremely beautiful.

"Several, please come with me."

Birrell took several people to the buildings in the manor.

This is a house on a hill.

The house is surrounded by glass and has a huge swimming pool below.

The overall structure of the house is two floors, but the area is very large.

Plus the surrounding scenery.

It is like a paradise in the city, with the convenience of modern industrialization.

After Yang Feng arrived here, he asked: "Your place should be a relatively important area in Ba City, right?"

"Well, it only takes more than half an hour from us to the auction."

"You don't feel bad about such an expensive location."

"Hey, this is the blessing of our ancestors. In fact, the large area of ​​land nearby belongs to us."

Birrell said proudly.

In this country, most inheritance is private ownership of land.

A big family like Biler owns more than a thousand hectares of land, so naturally it is not short of this.

Yang Feng looked at Zhao Guofeng behind him and asked, "Uncle Zhao, do you think it's okay for us to stay here tonight?"

"But... yes, of course."

Zhao Guofeng agreed.

He was not surprised by the luxury of this manor, but he was surprised by the relationship between Yang Feng and Birrell.

Only Qiu Yuexiang was still thinking about something at this time.

She had already arranged for Zhao Zhuwei and Yang Feng to sleep in the same room today on the grounds that they had not booked a room.

But I didn't expect that Birrell would appear halfway.

All his plans were ruined.

Birrell still didn't know.

At this time, the sky was gradually getting dark.

When dusk falls on this manor, it makes this manor even more beautiful.

Yang Feng and others are resting here for the time being.

After taking a bath, as soon as it got dark, the food was served.

Authentic French meal.

This was made by Birrell's personal chef.

In the restaurant of the villa.

A few people had just sat down and when Birrell was about to say something, the housekeeper at the door came in and said a few words in his ear.

After hearing this, Bilor stood up and apologized: "Mr. Yang, I have to go out for a while. You can use them slowly. If you are not satisfied with anything, you can ask the butler to replace you."

After speaking, he walked outside.

After waiting for him to leave, Zhao Guofeng and his wife finally felt relieved.

From the moment they got off the plane to now, they were almost nervous.

All this is really too dreamy.

Especially Birrell's status, as well as such luxury and reception.

They all knew that all this was because of Yang Feng in front of them.

"Xiao Feng, what on earth...is this relationship between you two?"

Zhao Guofeng was a little frightened.

Yang Feng was helpless and said: "I think he is familiar. I think he is different from other Europeans, so I have met him several times before."

"Have we only met a few times? Xiaofeng, please don't fool me."

Zhao Guofeng didn't believe it.

Qiu Yuexiang couldn't help but said: "That's right, his reception standards are clearly based on receiving the most valuable guests. This should also be his private manor. Being able to bring you here, does it mean that he treats you as a friend? "

"It's more than just a friend. I think Birrell seems to respect you very much?"

Zhao Guofeng felt on pins and needles.

Even though there was a pile of delicious food in front of him, he still wanted to ask questions.

Yang Feng didn't know what to say. After all, although his relationship with Birrell was not bad, it was hard to say that they were very familiar with each other.

But while they were asking, they heard the sound of eating coming from next to them.

Looking back, I found that Zhao Zhuwei had started eating without ceremony.

"I don't care about that. The meal seems to taste really good, and some taste changes have been made to take care of us."

Zhao Zhuwei came here to have fun this time, so she didn't have so much thought.

Yang Feng had no choice but to say: "Uncle Zhao, I think we'll just stay here for now. If you have anything to do, we can talk about it when we go back."

"Okay, if that's the case, then we'll take advantage of it."

Zhao Guofeng no longer refused.

After a few people were here for a while, Birrell came back from outside with a bottle of red wine.

Zhao Guofeng is a person who likes to drink red wine.

After he saw the red wine, he immediately became interested.

Birrell put the red wine down on the table and said, "This is specially made by our manor in the wine cellar. The materials and procedures used are no worse than the top wines in the world."

The bottle of this red wine is also very special.

There is nothing else but an Arabic numeral marking.

But as soon as the lid of Bilor's wine is opened, a fragrance can be smelled.

Even Zhao Zhuwei and Qiu Yuexiang, who did not drink, could not help but look at the source of the fragrance at this time.

Birrell asked people to prepare cups, and after sobering up the wine, he poured it for several people himself.

Zhao Guofeng only took a sip, and immediately felt the aroma of the wine and the beating of his taste buds, reaching straight to Tianling Gai.

For someone like him who loves red wine, the quality of this wine is no worse than the top-quality Lafite he bought before, and it even has a special aroma.

Birrell looked at Yang Feng and said, "Mr. Yang, what do you think of this wine?"