After settling the account with the boss, Zhao Huchen drove an Audi to Qibao Town, bought two baskets of xiaolongbao at the most antique steamed bun shop in Qibao Town, and then transferred back to Ziyuan.

Back at the villa, Yang Caiwei, who had been in the living room of the villa for a long time, looked through the autumn water as soon as she saw Zhao Huchen coming back, she smiled and glued up, holding Zhao Huchen's hand, but her eyes kept aiming at the bag in Zhao Huchen's hand.

Zhao Huchen took a saucer, two pairs of chopsticks, put the xiaolongbao on the plate, looked at this Nizi beautifully sandwiched a xiaolongbao and took a bite, squinting a pair of eyes full of happiness.

"Let's go buy clothes tomorrow." Yang Caiwei's small mouth was stuffed with xiaolongbao, and she said to Zhao Huchen vaguely, this girl looked up from Xiaolongbao only to find that Zhao Huchen had been looking at her all the time, and her pretty face was slightly red, and she quickly swallowed the food in her mouth.

Zhao Huchen took a tissue and handed it to Yang Caiwei, nodded and said, "Okay." ”

"Don't think that Miss Ben has no image!" Yang Caiwei didn't take the tissue, but leaned over her little face, rubbed the corners of her mouth on the tissue, and pouted.

"Don't worry, Miss Yang will always be flowers, and I will always be cow dung." Zhao Huchen laughed.

"Hmph, flowers love cow dung! The other golden and jade splendid Miss Ben ignored everything. Yang Caiwei picked up a small steamed bun and handed it to Zhao Huchen with a smile, and there were two heart-pounding blushes on her face.

Zhao Huchen bit half of it, took the chopsticks from Yang Caiwei's hand, and handed the other half of the xiaolongbao to Yang Caiwei, smiling like jade: "Horses often go with fools, and clever women often sleep with fools." The moisture of this cow dung and the flowers are good to understand, but others don't understand it, and they don't need to understand it. ”

Yang Caiwei's cheeks were more red and brighter, but she still obediently opened her small mouth and bit the half of the xiaolongbao that had been bitten by Zhao Huchen, and secretly glanced at Zhao Huchen with a wicked smile on his face out of the corner of his eyes, this bad guy.

Pearl Bund.

The old pearl people probably know that there is a building called the New Huangpu Building behind the Customs Building on the Bund, which has been standing behind the Customs Building since 96 years, with a somewhat mysterious impression in the eyes of ordinary people, most people in the low plane do not know what the origin of this building is, only know that a company called the New Huangpu Group works here, and in the eyes of ordinary people, those who have some skills can know one or two so-called insiders. For example, they all knew that the edifice had once been built by the man at the top of the republic's proud city, and although he and his henchmen had now become history with the political changes, the edifice was still there, but it had a different owner.

Xiamen has the Red Mansion, the Pearl has the Huangpu Building, in a sense, Lai's Red Mansion can not be compared with the Huangpu Building in front of him in terms of grade and plane, but history is always strikingly similar and the ending eliminated by history is the same, they and their owners have become the past.

Jiang Shiyi stood on the top floor of the new Huangpu Building, and after being taken over by the Jiang family, he completely changed the building into a high-end club as soon as possible, which was the same as the original intention of its first owner, to establish a circle base where he had the final say.

Jiang Shiyi's room is a living room, in fact, it is not very strict because of this name to place some common objects in the living room, to a little more casual and natural easy-going like his own living room, handmade carpets from the Middle East, European Renaissance oil paintings, stone statues excavated in the ruins of ancient Rome, any jewelry here is enough to alarm a party.

Of course, its decoration and furnishings are very stylish, because both Jiang Shiyi and its first owner are people who strive for exquisite perfection, and they will not tolerate the slightest thing that does not conform to the rules in their domain.

There was Jiang Shiyi in the room, and there was a young man with a hooked nose.

Jiang Shiyi stood by the wide and bright floor-to-ceiling window with a glass of scarlet liquid, put one hand in his pocket, and gently picked up the wine glass with the other hand, and drank a sip of scarlet liquid with the thin rim of the glass printed on his lips, closed his eyes slightly, as if he was reminiscing about the delicious taste of red wine in the glass, for a long time, he opened his eyes and said lightly: "Bordeaux in 1831 was hit by a rare snowstorm, and it is natural to imagine what kind of bad conditions will happen to the snowstorm in the area where there is very little snow. The wines and vineyards that Bordeaux had stored in the cellars had suffered, and the few red wines that survived the disaster also had a hint of bitterness that was difficult to detect due to the abnormal weather, and the weather that seemed to be the disaster of Bordeaux at the time has created the world's most unique wine product decades later, and it is still bitter after 80 years of time. ”

"Gentlemen drink wine, they have to drink white, every day the whole wine and red wine are not strong, and the girls have a tone." The hook-nosed young man took out a coin and threw it into the air and then caught it, repeating this action, he was happy to look at Jiang Shiyi standing next to the floor-to-ceiling window, shrugged his shoulders and said disdainfully.

"Bao Chan, I know that you northerners have always looked down on southerners." Jiang Shiyi shook his head and said with a smile.

"I didn't say that, north and south, north and south, isn't that still a family, I'm saying that the girls in the south are indeed watery, and there are not no beautiful women in the north, but I can't find a woman who can be called by the water spirit, and the three big ones are bigger than the big men, so ah, if you want to talk about women, the south is more in line with my taste." Song Baochan smiled and caught the coin.

"What you haven't said yet, the men in the south are also more than each other, right?" Jiang Shiyi took a sip of red wine, he received elite education since he was a child, and he would never do such a violent thing as drinking red wine as white wine in his life, so that the taste buds can fully feel the liquid that has been stored for 80 years.

"Hehe, there are still a few wonderful people in the south, you count as one." Song Baochan stood beside Jiang Shiyi, the Bund buildings rose from the ground at his feet, and the building he was in was not necessarily the tallest but definitely the building with the best view, and standing at this height was enough to overlook the most prosperous and fascinating area of the entire pearl.

"It's no wonder we all like to stand on a high vantage point, and it's a nice feeling to overlook the financial center." Song Baochan squinted his eyes and looked at the scenery under his feet, playing with the taste.

"Standing not high, no matter how big the spirit is, it can't go anywhere, and people's vision is limited by the environment they are in after all. In fact, every city has its own taste, such as this pearl city, the sense of conquest overlooking it is not as majestic as that of Beijing and Yanjing, so I don't deny that you always think that southern men are small, in terms of spirit, the southerners who are good at being delicate do lose to the northerners, not to mention those of you who have grown up under the imperial city wall since childhood. Jiang Shiyi took a sip of red wine and smiled.

"Therefore, people like Chen in Mingzhu and Lai in Xiamen can't be produced in the north, and they probably can't look down on them. The ones who are too small-minded, too good at jumping, and arrogant on the table will always belong to a level below the real core, so they are the ones who are caught and killed every time. Song Baochan didn't stand in front of the floor-to-ceiling window for too long, not that he didn't like to stand in this position, but he didn't like to share this position with others, even if he grew up together, the top position was too small, and could only accommodate a pair of feet.

"I'm going to visit Elder Han at Han's house today." Song Baochan played with the coins in his hand, sat in the mahogany sofa, raised his head and glanced at his friend, and said lightly.

"Oh? Han Lao? Speaking of which, Han Lao, who has protégés all over the world, does have a decisive energy, hmm, but I think the reason why you run to the door so diligently is for the sake of Han Shushu, the granddaughter of others, right? Jiang Shiyi said with a smile.

"No, that's not the point. The point is that I met a person in the Han family that you would never think of, guess who this person is? Song Baochan thought of the feminine face that always made him uncomfortable, and his thumb slowly rubbed the coin, and his fingers clearly felt the lines on the coin.

"Who is it?" Jiang Shiyi frowned.

"Zhao Huchen." Song Baochan narrowed his eyes slightly, read out the name, the first time he came into contact with this name was in Jiang Shiyi's house, at that time he felt that it was not worth making a big deal for his friends for such a poor boy who was poor and had no foundation, but today, it seems that it is not so simple.

But in any case, Song Baochan is still willing to watch all this as a bystander, this time he is just here to distract himself when he goes south, and the south, especially Mingzhu, has no interests involved in him at all, this kid named Zhao Huchen is a hero or a king, and the headache is only Jiang Shiyi and not him, he likes this position now, and from an outsider's point of view, he can always find a lot of interesting things, such as a more detailed understanding of this friend who is not very famous in the north or even in the south, but has always been in Taoguang.

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ps: The role of Chen Fusheng is just a character written on a whim, and it will not appear again in the future. So don't worry...

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