Vol 5 Chapter 1105: Lively Lan Kwai Fong

"Dad, I like it here," Vincent wearing a blue fleece on the top floor of the Hong Kong Victoria Bay Jiasheng Holiday Hotel leans over the railing, turning his head and shouting to Feng Yiping excitedly.

"Come here when you have time," Feng Yiping touched his head.

This is a guy who likes to be bustling, which is good.

He is really not worried that this little guy likes such a luxurious area. What he is most worried about is that when his son grows up, he will be deceived by some organizations and go to Africa or the Middle East to do charity.

I really have such an idea. There should still be many places in the country that have not been lifted out of poverty at that time. It is entirely possible for him to go to those places to "reform the earth" or to help teach.

This is really not because he is innately narrow-minded. It is because, really speaking, whether it is in Africa or the Middle East, or from the past to the present, and for a long time in the future, most of the regions and international In the final analysis, conflicts were deliberately planted by Europe and the United States at the time, or they were deliberately bewitched and provoked later.

Whether it is the chaos in Africa or the Middle East, in the final analysis, man-made disasters are the main cause, and most of the man-made disasters will be attributed to Europe and the United States.

To completely change the situation there, combined with our country’s modern history of humiliation, letting go and letting them develop or toss is actually a good choice.

The times make heroes, those countries will surely end up with some people who can lead their nation to stand up.

If it doesn't, it doesn't seem to be worse.

Looking at the Palestine-Israel conflict, almost since Feng Yiping became sensible, it has been a topic that the news broadcast must report every few days, and it is also a show ground for the leaders of European and American countries. But in the end, is it still a result of the same thing? Even Arafat was poisoned.

Let’s look at the countries that the West is preparing to bring democracy and peace, from Afghanistan to Iraq to Libya to Syria. Before they intervened, the ordinary people could at least survive, or rather, they would be able to survive, but after the West intervened, they had already been destroyed. After at least one generation, the future may continue to ruin several generations...

Feng Yiping didn't want his children to be influenced by those ideological trends and establish such a "tall" ambition.

"If you like it, when you grow up, will you build your own hotels near all the beautiful bays in the world?"

"Okay," Vincent nodded without thinking.

Ma Ling patted Feng Yiping lightly, she did not approve of such guidance.

"If he aspires to become a hotel tycoon, it's actually not bad, isn't it?" Feng Yiping said with a smile.

"I don't want him to be a tycoon,"

"Listen to you," Feng Yiping hugged her.

It is not important for your next generation to become a tycoon, but you should not become an extreme environmentalist or a pacifist. In order to eliminate such hidden dangers, Feng Yiping feels that similar guidance must be unremittingly strengthened.

"Tonight, we are going to separate activities, don't you have any comments,"

"I have no problem," Ma Ling said. "I heard that this is the city that never sleeps, it is the shopping capital. My son and I can have fun,"

"But, the one with me is a beautiful girl, and we are still going to entertainment venues, don't you really mind?" Feng Yiping looked at him playfully.

"Vincent, look, dad wants me to praise him again," Ma Ling said to his son.

"Hello Dad!" Vincent turned around and said with a smile.

As expected of my son!

"Good son!" Feng Yiping gave his son a hard kiss on the cheek.

"Didn't it mean that the son and his mother kiss each other?" Ma Ling murmured.

"Hehe son, mom is jealous, mom just likes to be jealous,"

"What jealous am I?" Ma Ling gave him a blank look, and then smiled, "Well, I'd better compliment you, I know, you are not such a superficial person,"

Feng Yiping laughed at her compliment, and some insatiable justification, "It is a superficial view to think that men like beautiful women is superficial,"

Ma Ling squinted at him seriously, "How do you want me to praise you? It is a great sacrifice to say that you go to such an entertainment venue with a beautiful girl at night?"

"No no," Feng Yiping shook his head quickly, "You have no objection, if you can understand, I am very satisfied."

Ma Ling was actually quite satisfied.

This trip to China, which has now embarked on the return journey, was a journey without any regrets that made her very satisfied.

Feng Yiping not only brought himself and Vincent, met his best friend, met his important partners, but also met his relatives, and went to his hometown to meet with his parents—though They don't know who they are.

This is actually very good.

She also knows that Feng Yiping's seemingly personal itinerary tonight has many other considerations. It is really more appropriate to go with that really beautiful Hollywood actress.

She also kissed Feng Yiping on the cheek, "Do you think I can buy a high-rise house in San Francisco?"

"No, the reason why I live on the top floor is essentially to save money and convenience.

"Really?" This is the first time Ma Ling has heard of, "Then when are you going to build your own hotel in San Francisco?"

"It is under planning, but I hope that the Hawaii project can start first,"

"Yiping," Wu Qian called out from the doorway, "Miss Alba will be here soon."

"Oh, yes,"

"Don't you go to greet me?" Ma Ling said with a smile.

"Yes," Feng Yiping walked towards the door holding his son's hand, "Vincent, will you go with your father to pick up a guest?"

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"Feng," Alba, wearing a black top and bottom blue skirt with great tailoring skills, walked in with a gust of fragrance, with a smile on her face, "Oh, this is? Wow, baby, you can So cute,"

Did I read it wrong? How does this lovely child look similar to Feng?

"Hi Alba, welcome, Vincent, call my sister," Feng Yiping picked up his son.

"Sister," Vincent yelled, and then called out a name that made Alba's heart sinking, "Dad, I still want to see the scenery,"

"You go," Feng Yiping put his son down.

"Hehe," Alba said with a dry smile, "Is this your son?"

"Yes, my son Vincent is over three years old, please," Feng Yiping led Alba toward the sofa.

Only then did Alba notice that there was a girl with the same blonde hair standing there with a beautiful smile, she was whispering something to that cute little guy.

"Ma Ling, this is Alba, Alba, this is Vincent's mother, Ma Ling,"

"Hello Miss Alba, I like your work very much," Ma Ling shook Alba's hand, "Please sit down,"

"Thank you, it's nice to meet you," came with joy. Alba, feeling a little buzzing in his head, looked at Ma Ling earnestly. "Sorry, have we met before?"

"Maybe I have seen it before," Ma Ling said with a smile, "I am the content director of YouTube, and I don't deal with Hollywood much~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Oh, no wonder!" Alba suddenly realized, "I should see you at a party. After you, many colleagues said that if you come to Hollywood, you will definitely take away a lot of our opportunities."

"Really? Thank you!" Ma Ling glanced at Feng Yiping. "Next, YouTube will launch a series of publicity for "Fantastic Four". If Miss Alba has any requirements, you can contact me directly."

"Jesse, please call me Jesse," Alba said.

In her heart, at this moment, she couldn't help complaining about her agent, Jim. How unclear is your news? He didn't even know such a thing.

"Jesse, Feng will beg of you at night,"

"It's my honour," Alba felt very tired, so it would be really tired to perform with his best effort.

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The night in Lan Kwai Fong is always feasting, and Li Jialun, who likes to hang around here more and more, just sits down in a bar, and hasn’t looked at the girls in the bar, and suddenly saw the beautiful ones that have been reviewed. The girls, suddenly excited, walked out together, and then, more and more girls walked out, and then some men who came to amuse themselves like themselves walked out happily, what's going on?

"Allen, Allen," he looked up and saw the friend he was waiting for, standing at the door, gesturing eagerly.

"What's wrong? What's going on?" He walked to the door in a daze.

"Follow me, hurry up," his friend gave him a hand.

"What are you doing?" Li Jialun was puzzled.

"Feng Yiping is here and sings in the shop in front,"

It turned out to be joining the fun, cut, I'm not rare!

"The Four Heavenly Kings are with him,"

"Really?"

"What do you mean?" The friend pointed to the crowd that gathered there.