Fu Yunhe didn't choose to build a house himself. Instead, he grandly purchased several ready-made houses on the Star Network, arranging them along a creek to the right of a small wooden house.
He had already arranged for people to learn the production processes of each factory. In a while, all operations would be able to scale up.
"Uncle Xiao He, the old man in your room has woken up," Wang Xiaoxiao ran over from afar and informed Fu Yunhe of this news.
Fu Yunhe immediately turned around, thanked Wang Xiaoxiao, and walked quickly toward the elderly man standing in front of the small wooden house.
When he was still a few meters away from the elderly man, he felt a touch of timidity.
Would the teacher recognize him?
He should.
Fu Yunhe put on a smile, just about to take a step, but then he stopped again.
It turned out that the elderly man at the door of the small wooden house was trying to trick Dou Dou, who was eating a strawberry.
"Little friend, what is that red thing?"
