"Sir, you spent a total of 3,160 yuan, do you want to pay by credit card or cash."

At the checkout, the front desk quoted an amount that made Zhou Cheng a little painful.

"How can there be so many? Isn't it just a one-night stay? Shang Hongye, who followed, was also a little surprised by this price, and couldn't help but ask.

"The two of them lived in an executive suite, the cost of one night was 1,500 yuan, and they ordered a cheese baked Australian dragon and Italian braised noodles...... In addition, there is a bottle of 02-year-old Latour, and the dinner cost is 1480 yuan" The front desk obviously misunderstood, and when he heard Shang Hongye's question, he explained directly: "There are four bottles of Evian in the room, and five disposable ......"

"Understood, no need to report the details. Swipe your card and help me with invoicing. Company Name: Yanjing Xingcheng Culture Co., Ltd. Before the front desk finished speaking, Zhou Cheng hurriedly interrupted her words, seeing the teasing eyes of Shang Hongye next to him, even if his mentality was good, he couldn't help but blush.

For one night, I spent more than 3,000 yuan in total. This made Zhou Cheng, who had just had some surplus, still feel painful. It seems that in addition to manual work, pickling girls also has to have economic strength.

"I didn't expect to be quite willing to spend money......" Leaving the hotel, Shang Hongye couldn't help laughing anymore, and teased at Zhou Cheng: "The little girl last night is the one at today's memorial service, my sister just helped her take the blame......"

"I'm just entertaining customers." Zhou Cheng whispered a quibble.

"Entertaining customers actually used five primary supplies, it seems to be quite expensive...... Although the front desk didn't say what it was used just now, Shang Hongye, who is a veteran of the love field, can also guess it.

"Please let it go." Zhou Cheng couldn't stand Shang Hongye's always looking up and down anymore, and hurriedly folded his hands and said that he would admit defeat: "Brother invited you to lunch today to express my gratitude." ”

"You're in for a treat, okay." Shang Hongye smiled: "Sister doesn't eat Aolong, sister wants to eat fish today." ”

"Okay, then eat fish. I happened to know that the fish in a restaurant was well cooked, and I went at this time, and I don't know if there is a place. ”

"Alright, you get behind the wheel." Shang Hongye pulled over and prepared to change positions for Zhou Cheng.

"Shall I drive?" Zhou Cheng saw that Shang Hongye had unbuckled his seat belt, and he still looked at her in disbelief.

Shang Hongye emphasized again: "Yes, you come to open it." I'm going to trouble you to be my sister and me as a driver today. ”

"Okay, I'll drive a Mercedes too."

Although he was confident that he would definitely have his own Mercedes-Benz and his own sports car in the future, he didn't expect that this first attempt would be Shang Hongye's AMG worth more than two million.

Zhou Cheng first took a deep breath, and as his mood calmed down, he finally stopped being entangled. After sitting in the driving position, ignition, gearing, and refueling are done in one go, and after arriving at the main road, immediately step on the accelerator to accelerate. The acceleration performance of this Mercedes-Benz AMG was instantly brought into play, and on the fourth ring road with a speed limit of 80, it ran directly to 12.

This weekend, the North Fourth Ring Road, which was originally relatively sparse in traffic, was even more scarce. originally thought that Zhou Cheng would take the opportunity to soar for a distance, but Shang Hongye, who was in the co-pilot's tight grip, had already grabbed the handrail of the window to resist this push back feeling, but he didn't expect Zhou Cheng to feel the speed, and after less than a kilometer, he returned to below the speed limit.

"Hehe, Sister Hong, lend it to me, regret it. I just saw a camera flash, I'm afraid I'm being caught speeding. Zhou Cheng looked at Shang Hongye's puzzled expression and couldn't help but joke: "This is the first time I have driven since I got my driver's license, and I have some little impulses." ”

"It's okay, there are a lot of people on my side who can deduct points." Shang Hongye let out a long breath, she really thought that Zhou Cheng would soar until one hundred or two hundred, but when he reached one hundred and two, he slowly slowed down to maintain the prescribed speed limit of eighty.

Now Shang Hongye is even more confused about Zhou Cheng.

Shang Hongye has worked hard in Yanjing for many years, from dropping out of high school to participate in the New Silk Road model competition, and later growing all the way to a strong business woman with her own advertising company, film and television company, and assets of tens of millions. She clearly knew how easy it was for these big courtyard children in Yanjing, especially the children of the elders in the power department, to make money.

The older generation of big yard disciples may also make money by selling approval documents, set up a leather bag company, or take a temporary position in a company to get dry shares. The children of modern officials are more high-end, and they look at the fields of real estate and finance, directly engage in some undeveloped land through relationships, and then wait for the developers to come to the door to discuss cooperation after the policy is implemented.

Of the ones Shang Hongye has seen, which one is not worth tens of millions at a young age, driving luxury cars, picking up beautiful women, and hugging in front of nightclubs. There are really few like Zhou Cheng, who also need to personally take unknown artists in their hands to contact resources to run performances.

Just now Zhou Cheng said that he didn't have a car, and Shang Hongye now believes it. The little excitement that the other party showed when he held the steering wheel couldn't fool her. Especially the urge to accelerate when Zhou Cheng was driving, and for a moment she felt that it was not a wrong choice for her to hand over the car to him to drive. It's just that he didn't expect that he would be able to restrain himself, and when he only ran about a kilometer, he reined in his speed.

Restrained.

Shang Hongye was deeply impressed by Zhou Cheng's restraint from the first time he saw him, and even made Shang Hongye lose confidence in his beauty for a moment.

Shang Hongye himself once heard a successful person say that if you really want to be successful, you must first be able to restrain your desires and not be swayed by the world. People who can restrain their desires often know better what they want, and on the way forward in life, they will not lose their direction because of a momentary loss, and they will always be firm and clear about their goals.

Although the successful person still failed to control his greed in the end, he was imprisoned. But this instead gave Shang Hongye a wake-up call, reminding himself to restrain his desires and not be moved by external objects. However, in the face of real interests, she still couldn't restrain the greed in her heart and fell into the deep pool of desire.

Now she sees the prototype of this successful person in Zhou Cheng.

Restraining desire, not being tempted by beauty, not being tempted by interests, even the speed and passion pursued by young people, Zhou Cheng can restrain it, how much self-control is needed, this moment made her forget that Zhou Cheng's age is only twenty-four or five years old, and she has more curiosity and desire to explore Zhou Cheng.

Zhou Cheng didn't give Shang Hongye this opportunity, skillfully controlled the Mercedes-Benz, and took her to Zhushikou, Qianmen Street. Park the car on the side of the road, walk about 50 meters along the Hutong, and see a restaurant called "Chenjia Fish Restaurant".

"Chen's Fish House?" Shang Hongye looked at Zhou Cheng with some surprise, he had been in Yanjing for the first ten years, and there were still ninety-nine restaurants like this with his surname, not to mention a hundred.

Zhou Cheng didn't explain, but led her directly inside.

This hotel is not big, the first floor is about 50 square meters, except for a bar, there are only a few booths and two round tables, and they are all full. There is a staircase next to the bar that leads up to the second floor, and depending on the layout, there are only two private rooms upstairs at most.

And the only feature of this hotel should be a plaque above the bar "authentic foodie", this is not a serious line of cursive, the glyph is very exaggerated, but there is no sense of disobedience, but it makes people feel very natural ups and downs, majestic. The most amazing thing is the inscription, there are only two easily recognizable words "Daqian".

Could it be that this is Zhang Daqian's handwriting?

With a stomach full of doubts, Shang Hongye saw Zhou Cheng walking straight to the bar, and said to the middle-aged woman who was settling accounts: "Sister Chen, business is good, help arrange a place." ”

"Xiaocheng, how many of you?" The woman looked up at Zhou Cheng, showed a cordial smile, and continued to bow her head to settle the account after greeting.

"Just the two of you, just let Uncle Chen help arrange a few dishes."

"Two of you, you sit on the stool here, the fourth table is already checking out, and you can come out later."

"Okay, thank you, Sister Chen."

The woman's hand should be table four. Zhou Cheng and the others waited for less than five minutes, and the four-person booth in the innermost part of the hall was empty.

As soon as the two sat down, two more groups of guests came over, only to hear that they had to wait a long time before they could turn over the stage, so they left helplessly.

"This restaurant has a good business, such a hot day, there is such a good business, and it can still turn over at noon." Shang Hongye praised from the bottom of his heart.

Zhou Cheng smiled: "Sister Hong, you are a big boss, you must rarely patronize such a fly restaurant." ”

"Don't talk nonsense, I don't always go to the hotel. I usually cook my own food. Shang Hongye took out a rubber band and tied her originally tempting big waves into a high ponytail, which was more convenient for dining, and at the same time showed her neat side.

"Yes, you must taste it when you have a chance."

"Okay, I'll invite you to eat at home." The slightly ambiguous promise blurted out by Shang Hongye made a trace of embarrassment between the two. After Shang Hongye poured himself a glass of water, he pointed to the plaque above the bar and asked the doubts in his heart: "These words were written by Zhang Daqian?" ”

"Yes, the owner of this restaurant used to be my neighbor." Zhou Cheng pointed to the woman who was busy at the cash register and said: "Sister Chen, her great-grandfather was originally a well-known chef in Shanghai, and a dish of dry roasted fish was particularly famous, so Zhang Daqian specially mentioned a painting to his family." ”

"Your family moved from Shanghai?"

"My family is an authentic Yanjing native, Sister Chen's family moved from Shanghai, and Grandpa Chen, like my grandfather, was a railway worker and later settled in Yanjing." Zhou Cheng continued: "Grandpa Chen's fish is delicious, I often went to Grandpa Chen's house to eat when I was a child, and later ......"

When Shang Hongye was fascinated by this, he suddenly found that Zhou Cheng stopped and stared straight at the entrance of the hotel. Shang Hongye followed Zhou Cheng's eyes and saw a woman in her twenties wearing a blue short-sleeved T-shirt, and a sturdy man walked in one after another.