Chapter 2680 They Won't See

With Mrs. Mei as a tour guide, Jiang Siming took three small oil bottles to play in Sao Paulo for a day.

He and Zhao Xiaoxiao were not really interested, but Jiang Wanwan and Xu Xiuxiu were both going abroad for the first time. They were full of curiosity and wanted to look around.

At the end of the day, both of them were too tired to walk.

After dinner in the evening, Jiang Siming bid farewell to Mrs. Mei temporarily, and took three small followers to his company's real estate villa for a temporary stay.

This villa is in a piece and belongs to a real estate tycoon in Brazil.

It was used as the most luxurious villa area in Sao Paulo. Unfortunately, because of the stock market crash, he was forced to sell the property at a low price.

Afterwards, Qianyi and Yingzi took the opportunity to buy a lot of real estate mortgages with hundreds of billions from the stock market.

This villa area is all space real estate, and most of them have been sold, but there are still a few houses left, which happen to be a temporary hotel for Jiang Siming.

Jiang Wanwan was so tired after playing with Xu Xiuxiu all day, she didn't even have the energy to visit this top mansion, she went back to take a shower and fell asleep.

Jiang Siming took a shower and made a video call to his wives. Because of the time difference, it was already morning at home and they all went to work.

Wang Xinyi told Jiang Siming good news, saying that they successfully coaxed Daphne and Su Ji to sleep in the main building last night, and today they will mobilize all staff to persuade them to move here.

Jiang Siming was helpless and wanted to laugh, he was playing outside, and his wives were already at home helping him with the 'new guy', alas, he really broke the hearts of his wives.

After chatting with Xinyi for a while, and hearing Xiao Luoyu calling her father a lot, Jiang Siming was satisfied, and hung up the phone to get ready to rest.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the lights were turned off, a figure quietly ran into his room and occupied Jiang Siming's bed without any explanation.

"What are you doing, girl?" Jiang Siming asked.

The person who came in wasn't Zhao Xiaoxiao, who else could it be?

"Hey, I dare not sleep alone." Zhao Xiaoxiao said, slipping into Jiang Siming's bed skillfully.

"Don't dare to sleep alone and go to your sister-in-law, what about the two of them." Jiang Siming said angrily.

But Zhao Xiaoxiao replied confidently: "They slept too deeply, I would disturb them in the past, besides, it's too small for three people to squeeze into one bed, and it's not your super big bedroom that can accommodate all the little mothers to sleep together. "

Jiang Siming blushed, well, the big bedroom in his house can indeed be done.

"That's not okay. If your sister-in-law sees this, where will your father and I put my face?" Jiang Siming was still very resistant.

It would be fine if only the two of them came out, this time with Jiang Wanwan and Xu Xiuxiu.

If the two of them found out when they got up, Jiang Wanwan would be delusional if they didn't keep it together.

The main thing is that Zhao Xiaoxiao is not Jiang Siming's biological child, and she is a sophomore in high school, she is almost a big girl, and she still sleeps in the same room with her father, who would believe it.

As the saying goes, children avoid their mothers when they are older, and girls avoid their fathers when they are older.

So Jiang Siming wanted to reject Zhao Xiaoxiao cruelly for the sake of his own reputation.

Can't bear it, Zhao Xiaoxiao is like a piece of dog skin plaster, so she won't let go of Jiang Siming.

"They won't see it, they are all asleep, and I have left a divine sense at the door of their bedroom, as long as the door is opened, I will know, besides, Dad, you are so powerful, how could you not perceive two ordinary people? As for the human breath, I have locked the door, if the worst comes, I can just fly out of the window, right?"

Zhao Xiaoxiao got to this point, looking at her pitiful eyes, Jiang Siming's heart softened, and he could only agree.

He really has nothing to do with Zhao Xiaoxiao, let alone teach her a lesson.

After getting the consent, Zhao Xiaoxiao closed her eyes in satisfaction, and soon fell into a sweet dreamland.

In fact, what Jiang Siming didn't know was that Zhao Xiaoxiao hadn't slept like this for a long time.

She practiced every night at home, and she practiced all night long.

Because the stronger the cultivator, the more energy he can replenish with the help of practice without needing to sleep.

So Zhao Xiaoxiao hasn't slept for at least a few months, she is obsessed with cultivation every day, and wants to catch up with her father as soon as possible and reach the peak of the reincarnation kung fu of a virgin girl.

Fortunately, this is the earth. If Jiang Siming puts her in the world of fairy tales, with this girl's peerless talent and hard work, it is estimated that a fairy queen who is more terrifying than the old hag Bing Po will be born out of nowhere.

Today was the first time in several months that Zhao Xiaoxiao did not practice at night, lying in her father's arms, she fell asleep in a few seconds.

This time she slept so comfortably that she thought she would never wake up.

Unfortunately, early the next morning, she was woken up by Jiang Siming, and reluctantly looked at Jiang Siming's warm embrace.

Then tiptoed like a little mouse, sneaking back to his room.

After both Jiang Wanwan and Xu Xiuxiu woke up, they had no idea what happened yesterday.

Only Zhao Xiaoxiao was still unsatisfied, and her mind was full of nostalgia for the sweet dream of last night.

It was past eight o'clock after breakfast, and Jiang Siming brought three girls to the St. Paul Stadium.

At this time, the place is already crowded with people.

The stadium is full of people inside and out.

In Brazil, football is a belief imprinted in the bones of Brazilians. Every Brazilian has dreamed of becoming an excellent football player since childhood.

No matter how hard life is, I will never miss every football game.

So Brazilian football is called the most perfect art football in the world, Samba football.

Brazil has produced countless top football players, Ronaldo, Nei

Mal, Pele, Kaka and so on.

Football is more effective than totems and gods in Brazil.

Even ordinary Brazilians love football extremely, and regard football as their life, even more important than life.

This is comparable to the picture of the Spring Festival travel train station, and everyone's face is filled with infinite enthusiasm and longing for the game, which makes people feel very shocked.

This kind of picture is definitely not seen in China. It might have been seen 20 years ago, but as the national football team has disappointed the people of China for so many years, this kind of scene has long been a thing of the past.

Many Chinese people would rather watch basketball than football.

The same is true in the United States, their football is also bad, so the American people love basketball and rugby more, and they only have two words for football.

Mrs. Mei, who had been waiting for a long time, took Jiang Siming and his party in through the internal passage, and arranged a private viewing room for them.

Just as Jiang Siming sat down, there was still some time before the game, when there was a knock on the door outside the box.

Xu Xiuxiu went to open the door, and two men in different team uniforms stood at the door.

It is Messi representing Argentina and Neymar representing Brazil.

Although both are Barcelona players, they both represented their respective countries in the competition today.

The two brothers have changed from teammates to rivals today, but they both came here.

For nothing else, I just wanted to come over and say hello to Jiang Siming.

Jiang Siming is not only their boss, but also their benefactor.

Jiang Siming used medical skills to cure their old diseases and prolong their professional life. What is this but a benefactor?

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