The sun rises from the sea level in the east of New York City, and it feels warm on tall buildings, roads, seas, and pedestrians.

After the rain last night, there were no clouds in the sky, and today should be another sunny day, and the ships shuttled under the Brooklyn Bridge, and the outsiders who had just arrived in New York on a cruise ship couldn't help but get excited and cheered and shouted in various languages in front of the Statue of Liberty on the island.

From mid-air, you can see a large red and white plane slowly descending, at this moment it is not only the airport that is busy, the city is not dormant at night, only bright signs and drunks without support, similar scenes from the beginning of the establishment of New York, has continued to the present.

During the day, it comes alive again, with cars and pedestrians on the streets, breakfast and cafés doing the best business, and busy commuters entering Starbucks to grab the coffee they want, and then squeezing into the crowd again.

New York is an extraordinarily fast-paced city that is the stronghold of capitalism and the gutter of human lust and sin.

The pedestrians on the streets, mostly with indifference and exhaustion on their faces, come and go in a hurry, and by the speed of their footsteps, it is easy to tell the difference between the locals and the tourists, and the locals always walk faster.

Living in New York, where daily expenses are high and competition is fierce, it is a gladiatorial arena for the world's top talents, and if you are an ordinary person, you will always have a sharp sword hanging over your head.

They must do more things than others in a certain period of time, in order to win in the fierce competition, better than classmates or colleagues, if luck is good enough, they can successfully become the envy of people "people", live an ideal life.

The vast majority of New Yorkers always live in dreams, hoping that one day they can reap love, career, and family, and they don't like to hear people complain about reality, trying to create an illusion of happiness, success, happiness and harmony, so that they can forget their fatigue and live a little easier.

New Yorkers often show a relaxed and happy side when they meet others, and only quietly lick their wounds when they are alone, and strangers from other places must adapt to this, try to satisfy their fantasies, and put aside the cruel facts when interacting, otherwise they will be excluded from the communication circle by the locals.

If you want to live a relaxed life in New York, there are actually ways, in addition to those who are not self-motivated and travel every day, rich people can also get the life they want here, such as Han Xuan......

The watch calendar on the bedside table turns, the number changes from "31" to "1", and today is the first day of August, which means another fresh beginning.

The listing time of Blueberry Group was arranged at ten o'clock in the morning, Han Xuan was not in a hurry at all, and slept until eight o'clock and woke up naturally.

Secretary Dawson was already anxious to walk around the door of the room a few times, but Anya was in the little boss's room, and Owen told him that the two slept together last night, and if he disturbed anything, he always felt that the gains would outweigh the losses.

Dawson had the privilege of subscribing to a batch of Blueberry Group shares at the reserve price in advance, and he was anxious to know what would happen to his investment, but it was nothing compared to annoying the little boss.

He is not short of money, but he is afraid of being overwhelmed by complicated work, and he clearly knows that Han Xuan's ability to wear small shoes for people is very powerful, and it is best not to provoke if he can not provoke him......

Don't think crookedly.

Han Xuan and Anya just slept together last night, because it rained and thundered at night, and Anya was afraid of thunder.

The bodyguards and assistants, plus the housekeeper and nanny in the penthouse in South Central Park, were all speculating this morning whether the two had some kind of intimate relationship last night, just curious about gossip, and even if they really did something at this age, they wouldn't feel anything.

When he woke up, Han Xuan felt that there was something plush next to his face, and subconsciously thought it was Fat Ding, and when he reached out to touch it, he realized that something was wrong.

When she opened her eyes and saw Anya's purple pupils, she found that Han Xuan had woken up with a sweet smile on her face, which was probably the best start of the day.

Lying on the bed and stretching, Han Xuan asked her in a confused voice, "Why did you get up so early?" ”

"It's not early, it's like this every day.

I've been awake for half an hour, and I can't get up first because you're hugging me so tightly, and now I'm going to the bathroom. ”

Anya sat down with her hands propped up, rubbing the back of her neck, she slept in the wrong position last night, and she was a little stiff.

When she lifted the quilt, she unexpectedly saw an indecent part of Han Xuan, commonly known as the "small tent", she could already pretend to ignore it and accept it calmly, since she could agree to sleep together, she would not have such a high psychological defense line, not to mention that she had never guarded against Han Xuan at all.

Anya wore cotton shorts and a camisole shirt, smiling and squatting to tease the chubby ding, who was still sleeping.

The neckline is exposed, and the upper body is only wearing a gray suspender shirt, which is slightly shorter, and the slender waist is also exposed.

Han Xuan was in a good mood when he saw it, and he had the urge to whistle and tease her.

I have to say that this little girl who has just shown her girlish appearance is still very material, and he likes to hold things when he sleeps at night, whether it is a quilt or a person, so ...... Probably, probably, maybe, unconsciously touched something.

The two are very close couples, and it's normal to have a little ambiguity in physical contact......

After Anya went to the bathroom, Han Xuan also got up and washed up, and then found a matching formal suit in the cloakroom.

There are air conditioners at home and on the NASDAQ stock exchange, so you won't be exposed to the outside world for too long, so you don't have to worry about sweating if you wear too much.

Tie your tie in front of the mirror, smile very narcissistically, it looked strange to wear a suit when he was a child, and now he has a pretty good figure.

Anya picked a white dress, the slightly tighter kind, Han Xuan looked at her left and right, and always felt that something was missing, so she found a small black handbag from Chanel for her, and chose a thin diamond necklace to help put it on......

After breakfast, it was almost nine o'clock in the morning.

Although the NASDAQ stock exchange is an electronic virtual securities trading market, it still has a trading center, located in the four buildings of Times Square next to Times Square, which has been there several times before, not far from South Central Park, and directly goes downstairs and takes a car there.

The car drove out of the underground parking lot, and Secretary Dawson took a small notebook to introduce this morning's schedule and said, "Little boss, you will be in front of the NASDAQ stock exchange later, and thank the investors and staff."

The reporter's interview is scheduled at the back, just a few words, it's not the first time it's listed, I think you should know how to deal with it, so there is no draft.

This time the executive decided not to ring the bell by the company's leadership, but to choose the representative of the staff of the development laboratory, the representative of the mobile phone assembly line, the chairman of the group's labor union, an ordinary user, and the mobile phone repairman of the after-sales department, a total of six people to ring the bell. ”

Han Xuan already knew about this, nodded and said: "This is the best, the company can have its current achievements, it is indispensable to their contributions, and they should indeed take them to share the success ......"