Becoming a Billionaire after Divorce-Chapter 742 - 276: Eldest Daughter’s First Birthday Banquet (Part 3)

Wu Xiaoli also followed along with her husband in agreement.

The decision was made, and everyone planned for a good day—this weekend.

Then Madam Xie and Old Sun made calls to inform people.

Mrs Wu took her grandson outside to play, leaving only Sun Dasheng and Wu Xiaoli in the house.

The couple exchanged smiles.

They were quite clear in their minds; the elders were deliberately giving them private space for the young couple.

"Do you want it?" Sun Dasheng asked.

"Let’s talk about it tonight," Wu Xiaoli replied with a smile, tucking her long hair behind her ear, "Otherwise, why don’t you take me out for a walk? Although I’ve been here before, I’ve never really seen the place where you used to live."

"Sure!"

The young couple headed out.

They did a bit of disguise before going out.

Both wore masks.

Primarily to avoid trouble, because too many people knew Sun Dasheng in this little town.

After all, for an ordinary inland town to have produced a big entrepreneur is quite rare, so he became a well-known figure in this small town.

Though many had heard his name, they hadn’t seen his face.

But now is the internet era, with short videos being so popular that everyone from young children to the elderly are engaged.

So people who have seen his photo and know his face shouldn’t be few.

Sun Dasheng took her around the tube building where he studied and lived as a child, and the government agency compound.

The nearby grass and trees haven’t changed much.

"Small towns are like this, how they were ten years ago, they still are now, can’t compare to those big cities," Sun Dasheng said with quite a sense of nostalgia.

But he was immediately cut off by a passerby, a little kid: "You’re wrong, our county has changed a lot now, you could say it looks different every month."

"Really? Where’s the change?" Sun Dasheng asked, looking at a whole stretch of buildings from the last century.

The kid puffed his cheeks and said, "The place I’m talking about isn’t here; here is already considered the old district now, over at the new district it really does change every month."

"If you don’t believe me, I can take you to see."

Seeing the righteous indignation on the kid’s face, Sun Dasheng was very amused.

"Sorry, I misspoke earlier," he apologized voluntarily, not due to unfamiliarity, but the so-called new district is probably the high-tech park he invested heavily in.

Hearing the kid talk about it, he got interested right away, wanting to go check it out.

The leadership here seems to be doing quite well?

Even a kid is praising them.

He nudged Wu Xiaoli beside him, and Wu Xiaoli, understanding perfectly, took out a red envelope from her bag and handed it to him.

He took it and handed it to the kid with a smile: "Here you go, this is my apology gift, sincere enough right?"

The kid refused with a conflicted look on his face: "I can’t take it."

"Why not?" Sun Dasheng was surprised.

"My mom said not to take things from strangers," the kid refused, gritting his teeth.

"Then look at who I am," Sun Dasheng revealed his face by taking off the mask.

The kid looked at him with surprise, then pulled out the phone hanging around his neck, flipped through the album, checked several times to confirm, "Are you really President Sun, the richest man in our county?"

"Yes, that’s me, now you can take it, right? I’m not an unfamiliar person like your mom said," Sun Dasheng laughed as he stuffed the red envelope into his hands, patted his head, and said, "This is a red envelope for my daughter’s first birthday, take it."

"Thank you, uncle!" the kid accepted excitedly.