"Didi!" With the sound of a car whistle, Jiang Hai saw far away Philip Meng darting out of the villa, riding a small car, and then went to the manor gate. Soon, he drove an all terrain car, behind which a Toyota Camry slowly drove in from the manor gate.


    After all, Jiang Hai is the owner of this place. He and Robbins also put down their work and went out.


    "Stop here!" Directing the car to park in Jiang Hai''s parking lot, if Philip''s mouth is not blocked by his ears, it is estimated that it will crack a circle. Needless to say, it is his children who are sitting in the car.


    I haven''t seen them for a year. It''s impossible to say that I don''t want to. Even Philip''s mouth is the same.


    Hearing Philip''s voice fall, the car on this side also stops in the parking space on that side, and then four people come down from inside.


    Two men and two women are all black people. The black people who came down from the cab are older. It''s hard for Jiang Hai to judge the age of a black man. Unless he is really old, it''s hard to judge. However, this guy has a circle of beard. He should be older. He is wearing a close fitting down jacket and has a seven point resemblance to Philemon. When he smiles, he shows a smile The white teeth of the mouth.


    The man who came down from the co pilot''s cab was also a man. He looked younger because he was younger in dress. Some of them were like those high school students of the United States that Jiang Hai had seen before, but they were slightly more mature than them.


    Needless to say, these two people knew that they should be the eldest and youngest sons of Philemon.


    After the back seat was opened, two women came out. One of them looked bigger and had a scholarly air. The other one knew it was a student.


    "Here, I''d like to introduce uncle Robbins, uncle Burke and Edward here. This is Harriman Firth, your father, my current colleague, and Jiang Hai, my current boss." Looking at the four people coming down with their own luggage, Philip Meng immediately took them to Jiang Hai''s villa, and introduced them one by one. In the United States, uncle did not have a separate name, but the same name as uncle, Antony.


    So they all want to say hello to each of the three old men. As for Harriman, he just nods and it''s over. However, when introducing Jiang Hai, they should take the initiative to shake hands with him. After all, they work for their father, and don''t forget that they are still on Jiang Hai''s territory.


    "Boss, these are my two sons. Louis Turner is my eldest son. This is his girlfriend, Javier Antony, who is also the teacher of their school. This is my youngest son, John Turner. This is his girlfriend, faith Shelley." At the time of shaking hands, Philip Meng was also introducing his son and his future daughter-in-law to Jiang Hai.


    "Hello, you don''t have to be formal here. Your parents and I are just like family members, so we don''t need to see others. Just take this place as your own home. If you can, just stay here for a few more days. Your parents haven''t seen you for some time." After hearing that, Jiang Hai spoke to them in a slightly strange but fluent way.


    Hearing Jiang Hai''s words, several people here naturally nodded happily, because they were still in winter vacation.


    They work and go to school in school, so they have more time to rest than other jobs.


    At first, they felt that if they were in trouble, they would stay until January 2nd and leave after the new year. But it seems that Jiang Hai is really hospitable, and they are willing to spend a few more days in this Grand Manor.


    Especially when John Turner''s little girlfriend got out of the car, her eyes felt a little inadequate. Obviously, she was very curious about the manor. After a simple greeting, everyone separated.


    On Christmas Eve, the people of the United States do not have the habit of running through the door, unless they are like Jiang Hai, they are all bachelors,


    and go into their respective rooms. Naturally, Philip''s villa can''t be compared with Jiang Hai''s villa, but it looks very good here in Louis Turner and John Turner.


    John Turner still lives in the dormitory of the school, and Louis Turner didn''t buy a house. Instead, he rented a flat in the city center not far from the school and lived there with his girlfriend.


    Such a villa, at least they have to struggle for a few years before they can afford to live, whether it''s rent or buy.


    So they still agree with it. At least this villa is not like a general worker''s room.


    Whether it''s decoration or decoration, it makes people feel very warm. It''s more like a home than a temporary residence.


    In fact, according to the square meters, the rooms Jiang Hai gave them were no smaller than those of the rich people in the suburbs.


    No matter when these workers'' houses were built, the other party only built them because they were rich, or for some other reason, it is Jiang Hai and his employees who benefit now."Dad, it seems that your boss is not very old!" After entering the room, a few people said hello to Mrs. Philemon. The two girls went into the kitchen to help. Of course, the most important thing was to show their meaning and attitude. As for the man, he took off his coat and sat down on the sofa in the living room. As soon as he sat down, Louis Turner asked Philemon curiously.


    "Yes, I''m not very old. I''m less than thirty years old. I think I''m only twenty-six or seven years younger than Louis." Hearing his eldest son''s words, he took out three halls of beer from the refrigerator and said to him.


    "That''s true. Where did he get the money to buy such a large manor?" When he took the beer from Philemon''s hand, Louis asked curiously. He was not very curious, and he was almost the same age. Why did he earn only a few thousand dollars a month when he already had a manor worth hundreds of millions? It was impossible to say that he was completely balanced in his heart.


    "I''m not sure, but he doesn''t seem to be a Chinese official or a businessman. He once said that his parents had all died a year ago. It doesn''t look like he got help from his parents." With a shrug, and after handing his youngest son a beer, Philemon said with a smile.


    Hearing his father''s words, Louis frowned. Jiang Hai''s unknown money and identity made him care.


    Compared with other people, Louis believed that in this world, there was no love without reason or hatred without reason. Now Jiang Hai is really nice to his parents. He doesn''t believe that he has no purpose at all.


    So now he is thinking, what''s Jiang Hai''s purpose, what''s he going to do, how his money came from, black and white, and so on. I have to admit that sometimes people are so outstanding.


    There is a delusion of victimization. When others treat him too well, he feels wrong and is not good to him. Is that what we should do?


    "Don''t worry about those, brother. This guy should be a good man. Do you have to trust your parents'' eyes?" Knowing his brother''s character, John Turner patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile as he drank his beer.


    "I hope I''m oversensitive!" Hearing his younger brother''s words, Louis Turner also laughed at himself. Sometimes his heart is too dark and not very good. Because of his dark heart, he quit a lot of jobs. He would rather stay in a high school as an assistant coach of the basketball team than make more money, because he has no sense of security.


    "Of course, you''re oversensitive. Although I don''t know where the boss''s money comes from, I''m sure the boss is a good person, a good person to the letter, and his identity won''t have any problems." After all, even lawyers have seen him. What''s wrong with Philemon? In his opinion, Jiang Hai is as trustworthy as his nephew.


    After patting his eldest son on the shoulder, he summed up the passage and then called on his two sons to decorate the Christmas tree together. As for the villa on Jiang Hai''s side, Jiang Hai didn''t know that his eldest son was doubting his "purpose". Needless to say, Jiang Hai also felt that his purpose was not pure because he didn''t know it You know what you''re going to do.


    But compared with his purpose, their arrangement is much faster. After all, they are a group of old men. They are not so fastidious in their work, but the speed of arrangement is not slow. The Christmas tree has been set up a long time ago, with all kinds of games and colored lights hanging on it. It looks like a show atmosphere. As for the food, we all make it almost the same .


    The roast turkey, which Jiang Hai bought that day, is very big. He plans to save it for tomorrow. What he eats today is the one that was hunted in the forest that day. Besides roast turkey, the rest are some ordinary dishes, such as roast beef, roast lamb chops, roast fish, roast shrimp, as well as the unchanging Cheddar soup and some corn porridge.


    After all, Christmas Eve is just an extension of Christmas, so today''s food is not particularly rich.


    We have to wait for tomorrow, the right day, to eat a special rich, but even so, in fact, today also do a lot of.


    Compared with the filimonds, they were much worse. After all, there was no one here who believed in religion.


    When the food was ready, they began to eat at two o''clock in the afternoon. In the meantime, Philip came over and brought his wife''s gingerbread man, which was actually biscuits. Of course, he was inevitably given a cup.


    A few big men, eating and drinking, naturally can make a lot of noise. Unconsciously, they had a meal until more than ten o''clock in the evening before they left. However, before they left, they had to clean up Jiang Hai''s house. This was their agreement.


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