In the morning, we visited the green plantation garden, and in the afternoon, we visited the butterfly garden.

Anyway, it had been discovered by Luan Jing'er, so Qiu Yu simply followed the tour group openly, using the guise of Song Cheng, whose reputation was "investigation and research investment possibilities".

Qiu Yu was not close to Luan Jing'er, holding a hand that could just let Luan Jing'er see it at a glance occasionally, but not to the extent that he followed it too closely, as if he was really investigating, and occasionally met Luan Jing'er and smiled.

Always after seeing Qiu Yu a few times around a certain corner, Luan Jing'er couldn't help but feel a little interested.

The male protagonist of the boss follows the female protagonist like a cat, and makes up unexpected encounters again and again in the name of work.

Wait, what is the heroine's profession that I wrote?

Luan Jing'er's attention was divided from her work, and she went through her manuscript. Later, she realized that the identity of the heroine this time was the same as her own job now, and she was also a tour guide.

She was thinking about it when a tourist came up to her and told Luan Jing'er to stand still.

"Guide Xiaoluan, don't talk or move!" The tourist uncle raised the camera around his neck and clicked two at Luan Jing'er, who looked surprised and uncertain.

After clicking, he showed the camera to Luan Jing'er, "Guide Luan, there was a butterfly in your hair just now, I think it was a good moment, so I want to take a picture." ”

Luan Jing'er glanced at the camera screen, and sure enough, a small blue butterfly stopped on his head inside.

Here Luan Jing'er is looking at the photos of tourists, and Qiu Yu over there also grasps the beauty of this moment.

The Polaroid comes out as soon as the photo is taken. Following Luan Jing'er all the way, Qiu Yu already had many photos in his pocket, and a small part was in Song Cheng's bag.

"Mr. Qiu, look! There are two more butterflies next to Miss Luan! Song Cheng saw two different butterflies around Luan Jing'er, and hurriedly called Qiu Yu.

Qiu Yu just threw out a new photo. Hearing this, he looked up at Luan Jing'er, and saw Luan Jing'er looking down at the camera, and a white butterfly landed on Luan Jing'er's shoulder, and a tender yellow butterfly stopped at a vertical corner of the camera in Luan Jing'er's hand.

This time, Qiu Yu didn't use the Polaroid again. He took out his mobile phone, adjusted the angle to keep this moment of Luan Jing'er, and by the way, changed the white skirt taken downstairs in the travel agency last time, and made a mobile phone wallpaper with a new little butterfly.

And this uncle couldn't shoot, because the camera was in Luan Jing'er's hand, so the tourist uncle had to show regret and saw away the two fluttering butterflies.

After such an episode, Luan Jing'er put the novel on the back of her mind for a while, coaxing the lost uncle who loves photography to keep up with the tour group that continues to move forward.

They left, and Qiu Yu took Song Cheng to go.

When she went back to the hotel in the evening, Luan Jing'er had just settled the tourists and received a text message from Qiu Yu, asking her to meet downstairs.

Because he was at work, Luan Jing'er refused Qiu Yu's meeting and asked him to call him.

Qiu Yu, who was standing downstairs in the hotel where Luan Jing'er lived, held his mobile phone for a long time, and it was not until he was about to see through the three words "call" sent by Luan Jing'er that he pressed the bang that suddenly came in his heart and clicked on the voice invitation.

The sound of tinkling rang for a while, but the phone never answered.

Qiu Yu listened to a new round of tinkling sounds, and an inexplicable sense of tension swept through his heart, which was an anxious and helpless experience he had never had.

Waiting for Luan Jing'er to answer the phone turned out to be more difficult than signing a business contract of hundreds of millions of yuan and negotiating with major shareholders.

Finally, a second before the phone was about to hang up automatically, Qiu Yu heard a "hey".

"I'm sorry, I was helping an aunt connect to the Internet just now, so I was late." Luan Jing'er apologized to Qiu Yu when she answered the phone, but it was straightforward for Qiu Yu to pause, and then replied "It's okay".

But because the two only talked on the phone and couldn't see each other, the rustle of the current seemed to misinterpret the tone, so when Luan Jing'er heard it upstairs, she seemed to hear Qiu Yu's loss.

Luan Jing'er was silent for a moment on the other side, and in Qiu Yu's shallow breathing, she said, "Are you still downstairs?" Why don't I give you a drink...... Coffee? ”

She wanted to say please drink milk tea, but after thinking that a big president like Qiu Yu shouldn't like to drink that kind of sweet and greasy thing, she turned around and popped up a "coffee". But after saying that, Luan Jing'er still felt that something was not right, how could there be coffee at night?

Originally, Luan Jinger really didn't want to make a mistake at work, and she knew that it was wrong and ran out. But just now after listening to Qiu Yu's very important "it's okay", she remembered in her heart the help Qiu Yu had given her recently, and as a friend, she had to express it.

Carrying tourists and other tour guides, Luan Jing'er sneaked downstairs.

At the door of the hotel, Qiu Yu was especially out of place, standing in the noisy fireworks, so that Luan Jing'er could see him at a glance.

"There's a café across the road, let's go sit in it?" Luan Jing'er wanted to make a quick decision, listen to Qiu Yu quickly, and then return to work by herself so as not to be discovered.

"Okay." Qiu Yu eased the solemn atmosphere that had formed unconsciously around his body, his eyebrows and eyes were stretched softly, the corners of his mouth gently curled a shallow arc, and he followed Luan Jing'er to the other side of the road.

The light wind at night blew Luan Jing'er's broken hair, a little disobedient, and swept Qiu Yu's side neck with the direction of the wind, a little itchy, and it could even arouse a few heartbeats along the sensory nerves all the way down.

Qiu Yu dragged his steps a little, and pulled Luan Jing'er from his side to the place where he walked half a body behind her, wanting to suppress the untimely throbbing in his heart, and wanting to take a few glances at Luan Jing'er's side face in the intertwined lights at night.

"Qiu Yu, you...... Why are you walking behind me? Luan Jing'er was about to ask Qiu Yu what was going on with her, but she turned her face and found that she didn't know when someone was walking behind her.

Stopping to wait for Qiu Yu to follow, Luan Jing'er asked again: "What do you want to tell me?" ”

What to say? Qiu Yu was stunned for a moment, then skimmed out the beauty of Luan Jing'er in his mind, thought for a while and said, "I want to ask you about the development prospects of the green plantation." ”

"Well, I'm actually talking about it casually today. I know that if you really want to invest in a green plantation, you have to not only consider one point, but also analyze all aspects. What I said to Song Cheng today is just a little bit of my humble opinion, some insights from the perspective of tourism planning and development. Luan Jing'er smiled modestly and didn't want to say more about the green plantation.

Qiu Yu heard Luan Jing'er's meaning, and also saw her attitude, so he didn't continue to ask.

Just as the two walked to the door of the coffee shop, Qiu Yu opened the glass door and lured Luan Jing'er in, which resolved the topic.

After sitting down and ordering two drinks casually, Luan Jing'er asked Qiu Yu if there was anything else to say.

Qiu Yu's drunkard intention is not actually in the green plantation, he came to ask Luan Jinger some insights on tourism planning and development.

"Do you want to develop the state city, or the cities around the state city? Or, further afield? Luan Jing'er asked.

"State City." Qiu Yu responded, "Since the integration of culture and tourism a few years ago, in fact, I have always wanted to switch to the cultural tourism industry. But because I had just taken over the company at that time, I didn't have enough right to speak, so I put it on hold. I followed you to Anseong before, and this time I came to Bencheng on a business trip, I think it's time for Qiu's industry to open up a new field. ”

Since listening to Luan Jing'er's words in the morning, Qiu Yu's determination to get involved in tourism has become more and more firm. He asked Song Cheng to go back to find financial liquidation capital, just to devote himself to the cultural tourism industry and find a new direction for the future development of the Qiu family.

When Luan Jinger was studying tourism planning and development in school, she really knew about the future development prospects of the state's tourism industry, but that was several years ago. Now that she is in the tourism industry, of course, she will pay attention to the tourism development of her hometown, and find that the tourism of the state city is not all according to the vision.

Thinking about it, Luan Jinger spoke: "The tourism development of the state city has not been particularly good in recent years. In my opinion, it's because I didn't find the right features. ”

"I don't know if you have paid attention to it, the tourism development of the state city in recent years has a serious tendency to follow the trend. Take the more recent example, last year, the newly opened immersive experience hall in Xicheng became popular, so the country began to set off a frenzy of immersive tourism. Last year, the state city opened hundreds of immersive tourism experience centers alone, but none of them ended up at a loss. ”

This Qiu Yu knows. Last year, Qiu Weixue also followed the trend and went to several experience halls, but the experience was not satisfactory. At first, Qiu Yu thought that Qiu Weixue was too demanding, and the best ones who had been to Xicheng couldn't accept a little more. Later, he lowered his expectations and requirements and went to several immersive tourism experience halls in the state city, and found that it would really be disappointing to return, but anyone who has been to Xicheng wants to find a replacement, and the evaluations given are two stars or even one star.

"But if you ask me to say a tourism development route that is suitable for the state city, I can't give too good advice for a while." Luan Jing'er sighed apologetically and helplessly, taking a sip of hot cocoa thoughtfully.

The knowledge she learned in college and the practice she did are really far away, and she has only led a group in recent years, and rarely worries about development and planning, so she can only stand a little from a professional point of view and give some of the shortcomings she thinks, but she can't give good solutions.

After listening to Luan Jing'er's sincere words, Qiu Yu thought for a while and said, "I have an idea that is not systematic, you can listen to it." ”

After chatting back and forth, the two chatted directly until almost ten o'clock.

Fortunately, Luan Jing'er has already made a summary of today's itinerary on the way back in advance, and she doesn't have to sit together at night, otherwise she will definitely be caught "slipping away".

"I didn't expect you to have such an opinion!" Luan Jing'er sincerely gave her praise, "People like us in the class, because of the learning of knowledge, may solidify their minds, and it is difficult to think of particularly good ideas." I think you can systematize this idea, and then find a professional planning and development master to take a look, maybe it is really not only the future of Qiu's, but also the future of Zhoucheng Cultural Tourism. ”

With such a high evaluation from Luan Jing'er, Qiu Yu was unprecedentedly fluttering at the moment.

He didn't need the approval of a professional, he just wanted a smile from Luan Jing'er and a nod to say that he could.

Accepting Luan Jing'er's praise with a faint smile, Qiu Yu glanced at the time, immediately smiled, and said embarrassedly: "I'm sorry Jing'er, I'm sorry for delaying you for so long tonight." ”

Luan Jing'er also glanced at the time when she heard this, shook her head, and said disappreliantly: "How can it be regarded as a delay?" We are discussing the future of tourism in the state city, as well as the future of the largest company, Qiushi, I am very honored! ”

After more than two hours of night chatting, not only did Luan Jing'er not care about being found deserted at work, but Qiu Yu also found more and more that he and Luan Jing'er had more and more points of the same frequency.

From supercars, to racing cars, to later IQ online, and today's tourism development, Qiu Yu found that he really had to be Luan Jing'er.

The world is so big, and it is not easy to meet such a person among thousands of people in a lifetime.

Fortunately, Qiu Yu met Luan Jinger when he was twenty-seven years old.