Chapter 309: Who Flirts With Whom

On the way back the next day, Natalie couldn't help but ask Zhang Chen, "Do you really want to buy Benital?" I talked to Al Pacino's bodyguards before, and now their whole industry doesn't seem to be doing well. They are now charging very cheap, earning about the same monthly salary as a blue-collar worker. ”

Zhang Chen said lightly: "There will be more and more rich people and celebrities, everyone will worry about their own safety, this industry will develop, maybe you will be my customer in the future." ”

Natalie tilted her head, "Okay, you must choose the most handsome bodyguard for me when the time comes." ”

Zhang Chen blinked: "It may disappoint you, one of my principles for recruiting people is to never recruit anyone more handsome than me." ”

Natalie smiled and raised her eyebrows: "Since that's the case, I'll choose you." ”

Zhang Chen suddenly approached Natalie, lifted Natalie's small and round chin with his hand, and looked into Natalie's eyes: "Hey, little girl, I'm not a good person, if you give me this kind of hint again, don't regret what happened." ”

Natalie's heart was beating hard, and she felt Zhang Chen's breath spraying directly on her face, and instinctively wanted to dodge.

Zhang Chen got closer and closer: "Woman, I warn you, don't play with fire." ”

Suddenly, Natalie snorted and laughed, "Zack, did anyone tell you how bad your acting skills are?"

Zhang Chen let go of Natalie and touched his nose awkwardly, wanting to pretend to be a domineering president Fan, but he didn't expect his acting skills to be too bad and his acting was ruined.

"Yes? That's how it is played in the movies. Zhang Chen said with a smile.

Natalie laughed, "I'll show you how it should be." ”

"Oh。。。。。? Before Zhang Chen could react, Natalie's arms wrapped around Zhang Chen's neck, and two warm lips were attached to Zhang Chen's lips.

Zhang Chen only felt a soft and slippery little tongue burrow into his mouth, turned around the tip of his tongue jerkyly, and quickly dodged as if he was running away.

Natalie let go of Zhang Chen, only to feel that her face was hot.

Zhang Chen's heart was also beating a little, wiped his lips, and didn't speak for a long time.

Natalie glanced at Zhang Chen secretly, pretending to be casual, and said, "You can send me directly to San Francisco International Airport, and I'll go back to New York today." ”

Zhang Chen hadn't figured out what kind of attitude to treat Natalie with, and said vaguely: "Okay, do you need me to send someone to send you?"

Natalie shook her head: "No need, my mother is waiting for me in San Francisco, I'll go back with her." ”

Zhang Chen sighed and didn't speak again.

On the return trip, Le Pen drove Natalie to San Francisco International Airport, Natalie picked up her backpack and jumped out of the car, and Zhang Chen also got out of the car and said goodbye to Natalie.

"Have a safe journey. Zhang Chen picked up Natalie's baseball cap from the car and helped her put it on.

"Thank you, and so are you. Natalie lowered her head, then looked up again and smiled, "Goodbye." ”

Zhang Chen suddenly felt a little reluctant in his heart, "Goodbye." ”

Natalie took two steps towards the airport departure gate, suddenly stopped, turned around, and said, "That was my first kiss." Then he turned around and ran quickly into the terminal.

Zhang Chen stood for a while, shook his head, returned to the car, and let Le Pen drive to Stanford in a mood.

There are still two last things left, and you can return to China after you are done.

Zhang Chen made an appointment with Tao Zhiwen for dinner in the evening, **************, after all, he can have today, Shen Mingjie's soft article at the beginning has a lot of effect, and it just so happens that he can inquire about the situation in Chinatown in the past two days.

After thinking about it and seeing that it was still early, Zhang Chen called Tang Miaomiao and told her that he would pick her up in a while and go to Napa Valley north of San Francisco for dinner in the evening.

On the No. 29 highway, Tao Zhiwen drove his wife Shen Mingjie to Napa direction.

Shen Mingjie sat in the co-driver and complained, "You said that this Zhang Chen is really interesting, please have to run so far for dinner, it is almost a hundred kilometers away from the city." ”

Tao Zhiwen was driving, and the old god was saying: "Don't complain, people are different now, have you heard, after he sold ICQ, he acquired 11% of the shares of Salomon Brothers, and now he is the largest shareholder of Salomon Brothers." Tsk, half a year ago, I came to our house on a bicycle to ask for our help, and now I look at it. ”

Shen Mingjie came to his senses, measured his body and pulled his husband's arm, "How much money do you say he has now?" I can't figure it out, a teenage kid has become a billionaire within a few months of coming to the United States. If it were so easy to make money, we would have been in the United States for so many years. There must be something wrong with this. ”

Tao Zhiwen said casually: "What's the problem? He has today, and we can be regarded as looking at it step by step, we can only say that people have good vision and good luck." First, I made a profit on that million-grid website, and then the software I invested in was very successful. People, there may be so many opportunities in a lifetime, and if you seize it, you will get up, and you can't grasp it, this life may be like this, but his opportunity came too early. ”

Shen Mingjie was silent for a moment, "Alas, too." If my dad had made a mistake back then, maybe he would have been a ministerial-level cadre now, so why did we come to the United States so hard. ”

Tao Zhiwen smiled and said: "Fortunately, my father-in-law did not become a ministerial-level cadre, otherwise you would still be able to take a fancy to me? ”

Shen Mingjie twisted her husband angrily, and Tao Zhiwen hurriedly said: "Don't make trouble, don't make trouble, what about driving, hey, look at the map, how to get there? That restaurant seems to be called French Laundry, in Yantville, I think we're almost there, where do you see where to get out of the highway? Don't walk by." ”

Shen Mingjie turned on the reading lights in the car and glanced at the map, "Just go out from the front exit, turn right at the second intersection, and you will go to Yantville, and then ask the locals where this restaurant is." ”

Tao Zhiwen turned on his turn signal, changed lanes to the right, and drove out of the highway.

"Wife, is this it? Why do I feel so unsteady?" The two asked a few people before they found the restaurant called French Laundry, reported Zhang Chen's name, and the waiter in a waiter's suit guided them to a four-person round table and sat down. Tao Zhiwen saw that Zhang Chen hadn't come yet, so he glanced at the menu, but was taken aback by the price on it.

Shen Ming glanced at her husband, but when she looked at the menu, she was also a little stunned.

It's too expensive.

From the outside of the restaurant, you can't see that the consumption here is so high, the mottled brick wall, the cramped small building, although the restaurant furnishings and decoration are unique after coming in, very nostalgic taste of a hundred years ago, all the tables and chairs are also made of mahogany, although it looks elegant and stable, but it does not match the word luxury. And the name French Laundry is hard to imagine as a high-end restaurant.

"Brother Wen, Sister Shen, I'm sorry, we're late. You've been waiting for a long time. Zhang Chen's voice came from behind him.

Shen Mingjie hurriedly put the menu back in place, pulled her husband beside her, and said with a smile: "No, we just arrived." Who is this?" Shen Mingjie looked at the bright Tang Miaomiao in surprise, her eyes exploring with curiosity.

Zhang Chen introduced: "This is my girlfriend Tang Miaomiao, Miao Miao, this is Tao Zhiwen who helped me when I first came to the United States, you can call him Brother Wen, this is his wife Shen Mingjie Sister Shen." ”

Tang Miaomiao smiled sweetly, "Brother Wen, Sister Shen, hello." ”

(End of chapter)