Shaking her head with a smile, Yang Caiwei didn't take this sentence to heart, cut a slice of apple with a knife and handed it to Rouge, looked at the child biting the apple and smiled: "Sweet or not?" ”

Rouge nodded vigorously.

It wasn't until the afternoon that Zhao Huchen and Yang Caiwei promised that Rouge would come to see her often before leaving.

On the car back, Yang Caiwei looked out the window with her chin on her chin and looked at the backward scenery outside the window, and suddenly thought of what Rouge said, and said, "Rouge is really an unusual girl." ”

"We'll have one too." Zhao Huchen said with a smile.

Yang Caiwei wrinkled her nose and snorted: "The stinky bodyguard actually thinks about Miss Ben, and he deserves to die!" ”

The two were talking and laughing, Yang Caiwei's mobile phone rang a short and pleasant ringtone, and took out the mobile phone from the bag, Yang Caiwei glanced at the text message and frowned, and after a long time, she raised her head pitifully and said to Zhao Huchen: "It's my mother, she asked you to go to the Peace Hotel at night, and she said it, just you." ”

There are two Peace Hotels in China, one in Beijing and one in Mingzhu.

In the eyes of ordinary people, these two Peace Hotels, which have the same name and the same luxury, but are in different locations, seem to be just more luxurious and high-end than ordinary hotels, but some old Jianghu who know the doorway will know that there is only one Peace Hotel in China, and only Mingzhu is pure blood.

With a history dating back to 40 years before the founding of the Republic, the Peace Hotel was an international hotel with the most luxurious and high-end symbol of the economic core of the Far East, which was jointly built by the then national government and Western capital.

From Marshall to Lu Xun, from Soong Ching Ling to Soong Meiling, from Sun Yat-sen to Chiang Kai-shek, from the first premier of the Republic Zhou to the leader of the previous generation Jiang, there are countless celebrities who have stayed in this hotel, and some people have even joked that if you open the important guest stay records recorded in the Peace Hotel, you can almost see the historical trajectory of the entire Far East and even the entire northern hemisphere.

Zhao Huchen appeared at the door of this hotel when the lights were on, the brilliant hotel actually saw from the appearance alone that there are not too many doorways outside the tall and quaint, but the word tall is the most characteristicless feature in the building of the pearl, if this century-old hotel standing on the Bund is really surprising from the appearance, it is the vicissitudes of the exterior wall.

The unique height of the Gothic building and the well-balanced layout of the Renaissance make the hotel stand out from the crowd among the countless shiny and modern buildings around it.

Zhao Huchen did not get bored to find a few worthless stalls to pretend to be poor, nor did he deliberately buy expensive clothes to show that he was rich, wearing the clothes when he went out today, Zhao Huchen stood on the first floor of this Far East.

According to what Yang Caiwei said, this meeting should be in the revolving restaurant on the top floor of the hotel.

Until he entered the elevator, Zhao Huchen was always thinking about what this woman who had never met but had a little relationship with him would say after seeing him, and chose the address to meet in this restaurant on the top floor of the hotel, where per capita consumption exceeded four hundred US dollars, enough to say no to the average white-collar class, and meeting in itself was an intriguing signal, although he had always faced Yang Caiwei with a smiling face, but Zhao Huchen was not so naïve that he couldn't notice that the mother-in-law who had not yet met did not pass on a message of goodwill to him.

What is the concept of $400 per capita? In other words, it is basically difficult for people with a monthly income of less than 10,000 yuan to make up their minds to step into the Peace Hotel.

The revolving restaurant on the top floor is obviously positioned as a high-end consumption, with dozens of tables with large spacing in a huge space, and the whole restaurant is in a slowly rotating transparent glass body, so sitting in this restaurant, you can not only overlook most of the Bund because of the height, but you can also find that your sight angle has changed slightly every ten minutes.

After announcing the reserved table number to the waiter, the beautiful young girl led Zhao Huchen to a window seat, where a woman was already sitting.

This woman is seven points similar to Yang Caiwei, because a well-maintained relationship alone gives people a feeling of sister rather than mother and daughter when they are with Yang Caiwei on the outside, but no one will confuse these two women anyway, because the difference between them is too big, not a difference in appearance but a difference in temperament from the inside out.

If Yang Caiwei belongs to the kind of refreshing and then deeply imprinted in people's hearts like a brand, it is difficult to dispel it, then the woman in front of her is not simply a man's reverie for women, but the fear of the weak for the strong.

There are few women who can give full play to the word strong, and the most similar thing that Zhao Huchen has come into contact with is none other than Su Meiniang, but compared to the strong Su Meiniang, who is as pure as distilled water and can't tolerate any impurities, Su Meiniang's strength that is always mixed with femininity and charm is somewhat more acceptable.

The average man is really not strong in front of this woman.

Zhao Huchen was looking at her, and she was also looking at Zhao Huchen.

After a while, she picked up the cup in front of the table and took a shallow sip, and the woman said, "You are Zhao Huchen, sit down." ”

Zhao Huchen nodded and sat opposite the woman. From Yang Caiwei's mouth, she learned that her mother entered politics after divorcing Yang Ting, and according to the special surname of the meeting that Mingzhu attended, it seems to have something to do with sensitive departments such as the Commission for Discipline Inspection and the Anti-Corruption Bureau. It is indeed difficult for a woman to be gentle after a long time in this kind of work.

The woman motioned to the waiter to hand the order to Zhao Huchen, and she turned her head to look at the splendor of the river outside the window, as if she was not interested in the coffee in her hand and Zhao Huchen opposite.

"A glass of water." Zhao Huchen closed the order and handed it to the waiter, smiling.

The disdainful look of the waiter who appeared in the novel did not appear, nor did he hesitate at all, he still gave Zhao Huchen the most perfect professional smile, and the waiter said in a crisp and beautiful voice: "Okay, please wait a moment." ”

After the waiter left, Zhao Huchen turned his head and looked at the woman in front of him who was not looking at him with his eyes.

At this age, women are mostly at two extremes, most of them are the traditional yellow-faced women in the mouths of men, they like to be careful, like to spend more and more money on saving their lost youth, see through the so-called love, the so-called marriage, they are numb to the world most of the time, can make some little girls with some ordinary men, and they can also face the mirror without changing their faces, counting the time, leaving serious traces on their faces.

There are also a number of women who usually stand at the peak of their respective fields, who have not lost the aura of women because of the passage of time and the polishing of the world, on the contrary, their charm is like the aging of the flower carving, the more fragrant it is, this kind of woman with the same surname who can convince her whether she dresses or talks seems to be the representative of the so-called half of the sky in this era.

Yang Caiwei's mother in front of Zhao Huchen is the kind of woman who belongs to the latter in every way, and she is also a leader.

The word momentum is subtle to say, but Zhao Huchen understands that the so-called king who dominates the world and shakes the world with the tiger's body in the novel must be nonsense, but whether it is the glamorous men and women in the city or the animals in the mountains and forests who drink blood every day, there is this way, for example, the gap between the Siberian tiger and the jackal who is entrenched in one side is definitely not only the difference in size, in the words of Zhao Laoji, the groveling jackal is ten times larger, and it is also a sycophantic slave in front of the Siberian tiger.

"Have you guessed why I called you here today?" The woman turned her head, and happened to meet Zhao Huchen's unshy gaze, she would definitely not have the so-called annoyance when she smiled slightly, a woman of her age has reached a certain level of experience and knowledge, after all, she is different from a young girl who has just left school, not to mention that she followed Yang Ting from the bottom step by step to the peak, and then climbed to a not low position after several years in politics.

"I've guessed, and I have some of my own ideas, but I'm not sure." Zhao Huchen said with a smile, it happened that the waiter dragged the tray to send the water up, don't think that it doesn't cost money to order water in this kind of place, in fact, this cup of water directly airlifted the snow mountain spring water is enough for a family of three to eat in an ordinary restaurant outside.

Holding a glass of crystal clear water, I took a sip gently. Zhao Huchen does not feel like a child who has been out of the countryside for a few months, but like a rich child who has received an elite education since he was a child.

"Tell me about it." The woman's face has a faint smile, there is no need to deliberately put on a look of rejection thousands of miles away, in fact, even when this woman has a straight face, you can't feel much dissatisfaction from her, but the corresponding thing is that even if she is smiling at you, you can't figure out a bit of kindness from it, the so-called city government, that's it.

"Probably against me being with Cai Wei." Zhao Huchen gently put the water on the table and said calmly.

The woman was noncommittal, lowered her head and took a sip of coffee from the cup, and said lightly: "You give me a reason for me to agree?" There is no need for my daughter to repeat the suffering I have experienced. Although there is no clear statement on Zhao Huchen's speculation that it is yes or no, the meaning in this sentence is very obvious.

"I'm not Yang Ting, and Cai Wei is not you." Looking at the tepid woman in front of him who seemed to have been tempered for a hundred years, Zhao Huchen suddenly remembered the master who was buried in Zhaojia Village with the master, and the gentleness and purity that came from the heart and Han calligraphy and painting were so godlike that they could indeed be compared with the strength of the woman in front of him, but in Zhao Huchen's eyes, the same excellence was two extremes.

(To be continued)