Chapter 5 Is It You? Turn around
Chi Ming sat in the co-pilot's seat, indifferently looking at the dense traffic in front of him. I had just finished a more than ten hours of sailing, and the fatigue of the journey had been diluted by the complicated emotions of returning to my homeland.
Counting the days, I have lived abroad for more than four years. When I left, I was resolute, thinking that I could let go of everything I had, and now I am back in this city, and I have unspeakable sorrow in my heart.
Han Meijuan on the side held the steering wheel with both hands, her right foot on the brake was a little sore, she straightened her waist, and said to Chi Ming beside her: "I just got off the plane and encountered a big traffic jam, I am not used to it, right? In the past few years since you left, Zhuhai and Macao have changed a lot, and there are more than 3 million private cars in the city. ”
"Manhattan is also often clogged, a common problem in big cities. Chi Ming said unhurriedly.
The two were stuck in the financial district of the city center, an area where banks, securities, insurance companies and other financial institutions gather.
"Is there a car accident ahead, it's a little abnormal today. Han Meijuan glanced at the time on the LCD screen, it was more than ten o'clock in the morning, and it stands to reason that it should have passed the morning rush hour.
From the moment Chi Ming got in the car, Han Meijuan's words couldn't be closed, and she talked about the changes in the city in the past few years with great interest.
Four years ago, Zhuhai and Macao were upgraded to municipalities directly under the central government, and the speed of development in recent years has been amazing, almost one day at a time, the population has skyrocketed, and the city is dotted with new high-rise buildings, and you can see various projects under construction along the way.
The city is developing, and the people who live and work hard in the city are also constantly moving forward. Han Meijuan started from a clothing store of less than 10 square meters, and after four years of painstaking operation, she founded her own women's clothing brand and has opened three chain stores.
The traffic finally began to move, and after Han Meijuan's car drove slowly for a few hundred meters, she found the culprit of the traffic jam, which turned out to be the road in front of the Warwick Building, which was half closed, forming an artificial traffic bottleneck.
Chi Ming looked sideways curiously, the car was driving in the rightmost lane, and he could see that on the sidewalk opposite, there was an unusual large group of people gathered, and there were a few reporters with microphones or cameras in the middle, it seemed that a big incident had happened.
There was a sudden commotion in the crowd, rushing towards the main entrance of the building like a herd of foraging beasts seeking prey.
A middle-aged policeman with a big belly, escorting a dejected man, walked out of the building, followed by two girls, one tall and one short.
In the face of the unkind crowd, the little girl in the school uniform shrunk and covered her face with her hands, and the woman next to her, who was about 20 years old, quickly turned around and blocked the little girl, like a funny duck, walking backwards towards the side of the road.
The woman's straight back and slender neck curve made Chi Ming feel extremely familiar. His heart fluttered violently, and he frowned and stared out of the car window, as if another one had jumped out of his own and silently shouted at her in his heart: "Turn around, turn around!"
Han Meijuan, who was beside her, didn't notice the abnormality of his emotions, and continued to follow the butt of the car in front of her, and the navigation on the car showed that there were more than 300 meters, and it would be a flat river.
Although the speed of the car was slow, it was also moving forward, and the woman's back gradually disappeared from Chi Ming's line of sight.
Chi Ming took a deep breath inaudibly, letting his mood calm down as soon as possible. It's just a similar back, it's really what she should be, he laughed at himself in his heart.
"What are you looking at? so seriously. Han Meijuan turned her head and glanced at him.
"Look at the excitement. Chi Ming's tone was light, and his angular face returned to his usual cold look.
The congested section of the road finally came to an end, Han Meijuan sped up the speed of the car, roaring all the way, and felt a sense of freedom in her heart. Fifteen minutes later, the car stopped in front of the Platinum Hotel.
Han Meijuan knew very well in her heart that when Chi Ming came back this time, he would definitely choose to stay in the hotel, and he would not go back to his previous home, the home of the Mu couple.
Chi Ming's assistant in the United States helped him book an international apartment for this hotel half a month ago. The room has more than 100 square meters, which is more comfortable than the hotel, and has an independent lobby and elevator, and there are only two rooms on the first floor, and the privacy is much stronger than the hotel.
As soon as the car stopped at the door of the apartment lobby, the waiter walked over with a luggage cart. Chi Ming's line is not small, a backpack with a computer and three large suitcases, it seems that he is going to live for a while.
Han Meijuan stared at his box attentively, and the material was the popular aluminum-magnesium alloy. Every time she saw the suitcase, she was reminded of the weapons boxes used by agents in American blockbusters.
The two walked side by side into the lobby of the apartment, which was brightly and ornately decorated, with creamy marble floors and walls, and a three-story crystal chandelier in the center.
The lobby manager was wearing a black suit, with short hair of three or seven points neatly kept, and his accent should be Hong Kong. His smile was professional and kind, and he skillfully assisted Chi Ming in the check-in process.
Chi Ming meticulously filled out the guest information form, his eyelids drooping, showing long, thick eyelashes.
On the inside of the front desk, there are two handsome waitresses, two nymphomaniacs, staring at the upcoming guest, exchanging glances with each other from time to time.
Han Meijuan stood on Chi Ming's side, also looking at him. After picking him up at the airport, she didn't have time to take a closer look at him.
Compared with four years ago, his appearance and figure have hardly changed, and his temperament has become more calm and introverted. Perhaps because of his long stay in the laboratory, his originally ruddy and healthy complexion became a little pale and lifeless, but with the cold look between his eyebrows, he exuded an elegant aura like a hollow valley.
She has been dealing with clothing for many years, and it is also her occupational disease to observe the dress first. Chi Ming was wearing a white casual shirt, khaki cropped narrow pants, and a pair of mahogany-colored Italian handmade leather shoes.
He seems to be an ordinary white shirt, but in the eyes of insiders, it is simple but not simple. The three-dimensional tailoring used by high-end brands, the exquisite island cotton clothing, has a silk-like luster, and the details of the collar tip and cuffs have refined embroidery patterns.
In Han Meijuan's impression, Chi Ming is extremely partial to white. When she first came to the city to work, she worked in a clothing store for two years, and after coming into contact with all kinds of customers, she could infer the personality of customers based on their color preferences in order to better promote the clothes in the store. People who like white have a proud and principled personality, and are typical perfectionists.
Twenty minutes later, the check-in procedures were completed, and the lobby manager handed over a folder to Chi Ming with both hands, and explained politely and professionally: "Mr. Chi, you are staying in two rooms on the twenty-fifth floor, this is the housing manual of the apartment, there is a business card of your personal butler on it, he will be on call around the clock, you can unlock the door with your fingerprint, or you can use the password." ”
"Thanks, if the penthouse is vacant, please help me get around. Chi Ming politely thanked the manager.
"No problem, I wish you a pleasant stay. The lobby manager bowed and led the two to the elevator.
Chi Ming originally wanted to book a single-family apartment on the top floor, but the day before he booked the room, the house was booked out, and he had no choice but to book two rooms on the same floor.
Han Meijuan followed Chi Ming's side and asked with some puzzlement: "You don't live alone, why do you want two rooms." ”
"I like to be quiet. Chi Ming shook his head and didn't explain much.
Han Meijuan pursed her lips, his answer made her even more confused.