"I'm still a hundred and eight thousand miles away from being the world's richest man," Chen Feng said.
"Not at all, you just made three hundred thousand. Three hundred thousand! Even our village chief doesn't have that much. If you were in our village, you'd definitely be the richest man there," Long Xiaoyu said seriously.
"Haha, you little girl, what you say is really interesting," Chen Feng laughed.
He laughed heartily.
"That's just how it is," she insisted.
"All right, all right, let's go. I'll take you to buy a house."
"Ah, we're still going?" she exclaimed.
"Of course we're going. After buying the house, we'll look for a school."
"This..."
"Let's go."
Chen Feng pulled Long Xiaoyu along with him.
After a whole day of trouble, everything was finally ready.
That night, Chen Feng brought both Long Xiaoyu and her younger brother to the new house in town and they moved in straight away.
Moving into the new house, both Long Xiaoyu and Long Xiaohu cried.