Chapter 2471 Doll

Yan Mingshun ordered Aunt Fang to cook Western food, because Sang Fei's friend was an American, and he had to do his best as a landlord.

Sang Fei stopped and said, "There is no need to prepare western food. Bill's favorite is Chinese food. He only needs to cook home-cooked food."

Aunt Fang and Grandma Yang went to the kitchen to prepare dinner, and Yan Mingshun asked Uncle Lao to pick up Bill at the airport in person.

Meimei was curious about Bill's identity and couldn't help but ask, "What does your friend do?"

"Bill is a reporter like me, but Bill is my senior. He is an extraordinary reporter who has won a Pulitzer Prize." Sang Fei seemed to respect Bill very much, and his eyes were shining.

Feng Haitang smiled and said, "Fei'er is not an ordinary reporter, but a war reporter. She spends most of the year in the most dangerous places in the world, so she couldn't take care of her children at that time."

Meimei immediately looked up in awe.

It's no wonder that Sang Fei's temperament is so special. A war reporter is not something that ordinary people can be, especially women, to have the courage to become a war reporter is enough to make people admire!

"Then what are you going to do next?"

If Sang Fei wanted to take care of the children himself, the war correspondent was absolutely not allowed to do it.

"I've already got in touch with Hong Kong Peacock TV. I'll go to work there when things are settled here. I'm still a reporter, but I'm a TV reporter. It's not as exciting as before." Sang Fei's smile was a bit bitter.

For the sake of her son, she had to sacrifice her favorite career. Although she has no regrets, she is still a little melancholy!

Feng Haitang looked around and asked strangely, "Where's Lele... why didn't you see her?"

With a thorn in his brow, he forced a smile and said, "Lele and her uncle went outside to play, and they won't be back in a few days."

Feng Haitang and Sang Fei both have exquisite hearts, and at first glance, they knew that they must have an inside story, but the host was reluctant to say it, and it was naturally inconvenient for them to ask them as guests.

Sang Fei's friend Bill arrived very quickly, only four hours later. According to him, it was very smooth. As soon as he arrived at the airport, he happened to encounter a refund, and he didn't wait a minute.

Bill is in his 40s, like Sang Fei, wearing a T-shirt and jeans, dressed casually, but he is a handsome uncle, not as unshaven as Meimei imagined, clean and tidy, and a great figure.

Meimei knew at a glance why Bill rushed over in a hurry. There must be a reason for Sang Fei.

Since this guy came here, his eyes have never left Sang Fei. Even a fool can see his affection, but the client is unaware.

Bill can also speak a little Chinese, but it is limited to greetings and conversations in English. However, he uses chopsticks very well. If it is not for his white face, he will not feel that he is a foreigner at all.

"Fei'er said that you are a high-ranking official in Huaxia. You are very powerful. Maybe you can help those poor people..."

After dinner, Bill took out the laptop from his bag and said to Yan Mingshun.

"Do you mean the hand of God?" Yan Mingshun asked directly.

Bill was stunned for a while, his eyes flashed with surprise, he was silent for a while, and then said, "I'm not sure about this, but I know other things that may be helpful to you."

The computer was already turned on, Bill entered the password, clicked several times, and dug out a deeply hidden folder. After double-clicking... one picture after another appeared.

Meimei leaned over and looked at the pictures. The pictures were all very delicate and beautiful dolls. There were men and women of different ages, but they were all beautiful and lifelike, and they felt like real people.