Chapter 1772 Robbery

As long as you are a human being, you will have troubles and setbacks.

Just now, he attended the board of directors of Tesla, which he founded and whose market value will easily reach 50 billion US dollars in the future.

The issue discussed was whether to let the richest man in the world, Bill Gates, and the two founders of Google, who suddenly became the world's super-rich last year, join.

But now, looking at this mansion in Beverly Hills where he and Huang Jingping bought the land together and participated in the entire construction process together, thinking about the situations when they came here several times before, and thinking about the current situation, he felt very annoyed.

But he didn't want to use the method Mayer said at present. YouTube's current cooperation with Hollywood is still smooth, and he didn't want to add extra trouble for this reason.

As for Marika, who was far away in India, she naturally didn't call her over. What if she called her over? Is it a real play?

The door had been opened by two people, "Boss," Owen called.

Feng Yiping opened the door and got out of the car. He stood in front of the door for a while. He vaguely heard the sound of children playing not far away, and he was even more annoyed.

At this time, a black Rolls-Royce drove past the door. The girl sitting on the right was tapping the rhythm on the armrest to the rhythm of the music in the car. Her eyes casually swept from outside the car, and swept over the back of Feng Yiping, who had taken off his coat and was only wearing a shirt.

She didn't care at first. The car had been moving forward for a while before she suddenly realized something. She turned back and saw Feng Yiping's profile. It was really him!

Jill Curran, who was sitting on the other side, noticed her daughter's movement and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing, just saw a friend," Lily Collins said.

Curran didn't even bother to turn her head. For the mother and daughter, seeing a friend in Beverly Hills was not a rare thing.

But soon after returning home, in order not to arouse her mother's suspicion, Lily Collins dressed up a little too much, and used the excuse of doing homework with her bestie to pick an inconspicuous convertible Beetle in the garage and drove out.

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Between going home or going out with Musk and the others to hang out and get drunk, Feng Yiping chose to go home.

As soon as he sat down by the backyard pool, a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice and a large plate of fruit were delivered to him.

Compared to the somewhat cold San Francisco at this time, Los Angeles, which is further south, is naturally much more comfortable.

Although from the data comparison, San Francisco is only four or five degrees lower in average daily minimum temperature, and the average daily maximum temperature is also four or five degrees lower than Los Angeles.

But compared to San Francisco, which is often quite gloomy at this time, Los Angeles is sunny at this time. Today's forecast is that the maximum temperature is 20 degrees. However, after basking in the sun for a while, Feng Yiping felt that he still needed to put up the parasol.

He sipped the juice and looked at the neighboring houses casually. To be honest, he didn't know who lived around.

"Yeah?" Suddenly, his eyes fixed.

From his backyard, down the hillside that was still covered with green vegetation and scattered wild flowers, about 200 meters down, there was a yard also surrounded by fences.

At this time, on a lounge chair with a red and a white balloon tied to the side next to the swimming pool in the yard, a girl was lying in a big letter.

She looked quite young, with long black hair that almost fell to the ground.

Her figure looked really good, with a thin waist and long legs.

If I was not mistaken, she should be topless at this time, because the black bra was thrown aside.

Feng Yiping had the urge to ask Owen to give him a telescope, or to ask him to buy an astronomical telescope?

Well, that would be too vulgar.

He raised his juice to the girl who should be very relaxed at this time, sleeping well, and occasionally reaching out to scratch her back, or welfare, and saluted.

No wonder so many people like and yearn for Beverly Hills. Sure enough, there must be fragrant grass within three steps!

Such a warm and comfortable afternoon should have been a good time to work, but he didn't even bring his computer.

It wasn't because of the free benefits below, but he really didn't feel like working at this moment.

Speaking of which, this year, except for the few days during the Athens Olympics, he had a good vacation.

But that vacation, Zhang Yan and Jin Ling were there, so it wasn't actually relaxing.

As for the previous trip to South America with Huang Jingping, let alone.

At the beginning of this year, he never thought that he would spend the end of the year alone.

Also, how to explain to both sides after returning home? What excuse is the safest?

Thinking about it, it should be because of the warm sunshine. Tiredness came like water. He opened his eyes with difficulty and looked at the scenery by the swimming pool below, and then fell asleep.

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Lily Collins drove the car to the big iron gate in front of the house and stopped. She stuck her head out of the car window and shouted to the camera next to her, "Big Owen, are you there? It's me, Collins, I'm here to see you."

After a while, Owen's voice came from the speaker next to her, "Hi, Collins,"

With a "click", the iron gate slowly opened inwards.

"Oh, it's really nice," Collins drove slowly in the driveway in the middle of the lawn. This was her first time entering Feng Yiping's house and her first time seeing the scenery behind the wall.

The front yard is very simply decorated, mainly with a large lawn, which is large enough to host a football game.

A few trees were transplanted more than ten meters away from the house, which can block the prying eyes of those who are interested. Under the trees, it is also a good outdoor leisure space.

The tables and chairs around them were cleaned spotlessly at this time.

It looks grand and comfortable, just like the owner of this place.

Owen stood on the flat ground in front of the house with a smile, "Welcome Collins,"

"It's so beautiful here," Collins jumped out of the car, "Do you know how I know you are here?"

"I should have seen it when I passed by before, right?" Owen said.

"How do you know?" Collins was stunned, "It's so boring,"

Owen thought, how rare it is, didn't I always run into Avril at the door the first two times I came?

By the way, why didn't I run into her this time?

Collins, who was wearing a knee-length white T-shirt and a blue windbreaker, should be trying to be more mature. Without waiting for Owen to greet him, he strode in. "Where is he?"

"He fell asleep in the backyard," Owen said, "Oh, by the way, he's been very busy recently,"

"I know, I won't wake him up,"

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Sitting on the recliner next to Feng Yiping, Collins lay on his side, propping his head with his hand, looking at the sleeping Feng Yiping. Why did he frown when he was asleep?

Collins originally wanted to make some noise to wake Feng Yiping up, and then he would be surprised to see himself when he opened his eyes.

But seeing him like this, he really couldn't do it no matter what.

Feng Yiping slept particularly well this time. Collins' arms were sore, and he changed several positions on the recliner, but Feng Yiping still maintained the original position, motionless.

Collins looked at the watch and felt a little disappointed. She tiptoed away, and Owen was waiting for her at the back door again.

"He sleeps so soundly, let him sleep well. Tell him to wait for me at home tomorrow,"

"I'll tell him," Owen also hoped that Feng Yiping could take a break.

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Feng Yiping wiped the corner of his mouth and woke up. The first thing he did when he opened his eyes was to look down. The recliner was there, the balloon was there, but the person was gone.

Looking again, the sunset was casting a fiery red on the horizon.

He lifted the thin blanket that had been covering him at some point, and was in a daze for a while. Owen came over, "Boss, what are you going to eat tonight?"

"I don't know," Feng Yiping said, "Let's go out and eat whatever we see,"

"Okay,"

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Feng Yiping drove a silver-gray Mercedes-Benz E-Class with the top closed. After getting off Beverly Hills, he randomly chose a direction and drove forward, aimlessly looking at the lights and wine on the roadside, but he definitely had no intention of looking for food.

Later, unknowingly, there were fewer and fewer cars next to him, but more and more people on the roadside.

In the two cars following behind, Owen and others saw Feng Yiping actually driving into the slums and were already on high alert.

If he was not afraid of affecting the boss's interest, he would have asked another car to lead the way.

While they were paying close attention to the surrounding situation, Feng Yiping's car suddenly stopped. He got out of the car and walked towards a car parked on the side of the road, "Hey, I say you guys, stop it,"