“You’re sweeping here. What do you think of seeing so many wealthy people from around the province gathered together?” the reporter asked.
“Daddy, it’s so boring here. Take me home so we can go up the mountain and find bird nests, okay?”
Ye Jiuyi ignored the reporter, scooped up Xiaojiu, and turned to leave.
“Master Jiu! Let me see you off…” The real estate tycoon hurried after him.
The reporter was stunned. Was this the youngest richest man, Master Jiu?
Reborn in a mountain village with a sweet, well-behaved daughter, making money couldn’t be easier. Just call me Master, because all your dads work for me.
Though I have to say, this way of making money seems a little off!
