Duanmu Ci held the steering wheel in his hand, his eyes were fixed on the red light above the distance, and he looked sideways at the woman sitting in the passenger seat, "Say, what are you doing in Haishan?" Aren't you on vacation in Paris? Can't tie you up with such a beautiful view of the Seine? ”

Bu Tongxun took off the big-brimmed hat and put it in his hand, his eyes waved, "Seine? What's there to do in that place? Do you want me to meet a romantic handsome French guy at the Louvre? Forget it, it's better than the Huangpu River. ”

Duanmu Ci stepped on the clutch, "I'm talking to you about business!" ”

"I'm here to do the right thing!"

Duanmu Ci looked in the rearview mirror and made a beautiful turn, "Do the right thing?" Tell me—"

Bu Tongxun stretched lazily, "As a well-bred gentleman, shouldn't you invite a glass of red wine when you ask a lady to do something?" ”

Duanmu Ci frowned, he hadn't eaten for long, and it was a little difficult for him to eat again, but-"How about eating noodles?" ”

"Hmm, eat noodles?" Bu Tongxun was a little surprised, "I thought you would invite me to eat Western food." ”

"Western food?" Duanmu Ci asked, "Why do you think so?" I'm not a big fan of Western food, you know. ”

"Because Western food is more romantic." Bu Tongxuan had an innocent tone.

Duanmu Ci's knuckles holding the steering wheel were slightly white, but he still said calmly, "You just came back from Paris, what's the point of eating Western food?" Since you have come to Haishan, of course, you must try the local characteristics. As he spoke, Duanmu Ci plugged the USB flash drive into the auX interface, and the car was suddenly filled with melodious light music, which was obviously hinting at Bu Tongxun - hurry up and listen to the song honestly and talk less!

Bu Tong Xun heard the string song and knew the elegant meaning, smiled slightly at the exterior mirror, and remained silent.

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Although Haishan is a rapidly developing and extremely prosperous city, there are still many places that retain the style of the feudal era, such as the alley in front of us now.

Bu Tongxun was a little surprised, "What are you bringing me here for?" Also, how do you know about this place when you return to China? ”

Duanmu Ci ignored her question and just said, "Go in." ”

The noodle shop is open in a very deep place, with mottled stone bricks and irregular cracks everywhere, looking very old, reflecting the staggered sycamore branches overhead, and it seems to maintain the pre-World War II dilapidation in a quiet place.

Duanmu Ci walked in the door and looked up to see an old man, as if he had gone back in time for a moment, and he saw the little boy who always loved to entangle him decades ago. He unconsciously said hello, "Ah Fu-"

"Oh." The old man answered, but found that it was a young man whom he had never seen before, and he couldn't help but be a little puzzled, "The guest is—" This is an inquiry.

But Duanmu Ci couldn't answer, he couldn't say that I had not only seen you, but also hugged you. Just as he hesitated, the old man held on the reading glasses on the bridge of his nose and said hesitantly, "This guest looks very familiar......

Duanmu Ci was taken aback, and hurriedly pulled Bu Tongxun to sit down, as if he was down to business, "This old man, we are here to eat noodles." ”

"Uh-huh." Hearing that business was coming, the old man didn't care about the stubble, but just shouted at the house, "Wow, wow, come out, there are guests." ”

As the old man called, a young man with a white scarf on his shoulders and a kitchen skirt around his waist came out of the back room, "You two, I don't know what to eat?" ”

Bu Tongxuan twisted the yellowed menu with two fingers, "Let's have a bowl of hot noodle soup with shredded cabbage." ”

Duanmu Ci shook his head, stretched out his hand to take the menu and put it aside, "Don't look at this, these are all deceitful customers, and the real regular customers are all ordering Yangchun noodles, a serious Yangzhou taste." ”

The young man on the side was suddenly surprised, "The guests are so insightful!" Yangchun noodles are indeed the specialty of small shops, but they are very labor-intensive. Therefore, it is generally only ordered when regular customers come. But since this beauty said by name, there is naturally it. ”

Bu Tongxun glanced at Duanmu Ci strangely and didn't say anything. Duanmu Ci still seemed to be calmly drinking the tea brought by the store, and said in his heart, "It's careless." ”

It will take some time to cook noodles, Bu Tongxun opened his leather bag, revealing a stack of A4 paper inside, and began to report to work, "Generally speaking, the industry I am in charge of has increased by 11% last year, which is mainly the appreciation of real estate and real estate, and the proportion of bonds and stocks has decreased slightly, in view of the recent rise in gold prices, I am ready to buy a few gold mines in East Africa......"

In this dilapidated small noodle restaurant full of sunlight, every word Bu Tongxun said had the value of a Buckingham Palace, but Duanmu Ci just nodded absentmindedly, "Hmm, hmm." ”

"Actually, you're not listening, are you?" Bu Tongxun suddenly said, "You don't really care about your wealth at all. ”

Duanmu Ci's indifference to money has always been incomprehensible to Bu Tongxun. Judging from some of the industries she is in charge of, the wealth in the name of this young man in front of her can be described as appalling. But he was so rich, but he always looked like he didn't care, as if none of this had anything to do with him.

Oh, by the way, this adult seems to be particularly fond of buying land, and as for investing in real estate and the like, it can be said that he has no interest in it.

If Duanmu Ci knew her thoughts, he would definitely smile in his heart.

Duanmu Ci, the word Zigong, as early as 2,000 years ago, was already rich and rivaled the country, with wealth and the princes to fight against the court, by later generations of businessmen as the ancestor. After so many years, he has long looked at wealth and business more lightly than Qing Shui, but he has accumulated it unconsciously. As for liking to buy land, this is just his habit as a Chinese since ancient times, and Chinese, especially the ancient Chinese, always like to buy land.

Duanmu Ci didn't have any due shame after being exposed, he just smiled and said, "You are from Harvard Business School and a famous genius on Wall Street, so you naturally have a hand at hand to deal with these little things, so why bother me?" ”

Bu Tongxun said, "An Lao asked me to come to Haishan as a housekeeper this time, firstly, to take care of the lives of adults, and secondly, to buy the adults' properties in China nearby, so as not to delay." ”

The old man in her mouth is Duanmu Ciyuan's old housekeeper in Chicago, An Zhi.

Duanmu Ci was about to say something, and the young shopkeeper turned out of the back kitchen with two bowls of steaming Yangchun noodles, "Noodles are coming—"

"Eat noodles." Duanmu said with a smile.

Bu Tongxun took out a few chopsticks, handed two to Duanmu Ci, and then picked up a basket of noodles, circled his lips and blew a few times, and bit down, "Hmm-delicious!" Bu Tongxuan's eyebrows were amazed, probably because he didn't expect this kind of desolate wild store to have such an unexpected delicacy.

"It's been a decades-old store, so naturally it has some real skills." Duanmu Ci also took a bite, and then frowned, "But the taste is still not as good as the first generation." ”

Bu Tongxun raised his head from the curling heat, "How do you know?" ”

Duanmu was stunned, picked up the cup, and motioned for her to drink tea.

Bu Tongxun is not easy to fool, she hesitated and said, "Your Excellency, you have never been to China, but you know this small shop in the middle of nowhere. When you enter the door, you know the old owner, and even know their reserved menu, and now what is the first generation? My lord, how do you know all this? ”

Duanmu Ci was wording in his heart, and when he was thinking about how to deal with it, Bu Tongxun suddenly said with a sigh, "Actually, my lord, you are an old monster, right?" It's the vampire kind! ”

This woman is really hard to deal with!

The "old monster" did not change his complexion, but his sideburns were almost oozing cold sweat, and then he heard Bu Tongxun suddenly burst out laughing, as if he was amused by his own words. Knowing that she was unintentional, Duanmu Ci breathed a sigh of relief.

"Eat noodles!" Duanmu Ci pretended to be serious.

Bu Tongxun hurriedly buried his head...... It's just, after a while......

"That's right, sir." Bu Tongxun seems to have made up his mind not to eat noodles with peace of mind, "Didn't you say that you were looking for a job to do?" I helped find one, a lecturer at Haishan University, how about it? ”

"Haishan University? Being a teacher? Well, not bad. Duanmu Ci took a sip of tea," he said. ”

"Hmm."

When bidding farewell to the old shopkeeper after eating noodles, Duanmuci looked at the old shopkeeper's face full of age spots, and remembered the handsome little boy he was holding back then, and his eyes couldn't help but be gloomy.

The sunlight sifting through the plane trees still seems to be as dazzling as the winter of 1946, but it is not as hot as it was then.

It seems that after a thousand years, the trees are old, and the old people meet with gray hair.

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