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The streets of Shanghai on New Year's Eve are quite quiet compared to weekdays, and the traffic on weekdays has become less on this special day today. The street is no longer blocked, which is the most pleasant thing. You want to feel comfortable on the roads of the top cities of Beijing, Shanghai, Guangzhou and Shenzhen, and drive freely, just one or two days a year.

Today, Pang Di outlined her eyeliner and put on a beautiful makeup. I have to say that Fat Di, who has gone through beauty makeup, has an extra goddess style on her body. This is very different from the daily amused Fat Di. Especially when she was sitting in the co-pilot's position and was quiet because of tension at this time, the feeling of a goddess was overwhelming.

She is dressed casually today, but it is not so casual, because she chose calm black. The close-fitting black casual jeans have an off-white sweater that looks looser on the inside, and a ‘lamb cashmere’ jacket on the outside. Some ‘lamb cashmere’ exposed from the clothes can add some lovely elements.

And Zhang Pingan’s clothes today are quite casual, a winter denim jacket with lamb velvet liner, a sweater with a hood inside, and a pair of black jeans in the pants. He is dressed like this to match Fat Di's outfit.

When Fat Di, who was sitting in the co-pilot, looked at the address on the navigation system, she pulled down the sun visor, opened the mirror above, and started finishing up. Fat Di, with long wavy hair, has exquisite and charming facial features, which of course has something to do with her Western ancestry. The final touch-ups and tidying up, when the car arrived at the location of Zhang Ping's parents' home, Fatty adjusted his sitting posture.

Tan Palace, the most prestigious villa group in Shanghai, is rich or expensive. After the security guard at the door saluted the car driven by Zhang Pingan and let it go, Fatty's mood became tense.

Zhang Ping'an turned his head to look at Fat Di's nervous appearance, he smiled: "Relax, my house is not like a dragon's den. Let's have a simple lunch and go out in the afternoon."

The dinner on New Year's Eve was the highlight, so after lunch, Zhang Ping'an didn't want her to feel uncomfortable sitting at home, so he wanted to take her out for a stroll after dinner.

Fatty listened to Zhang Ping’an’s comfort, she took two deep breaths, exhaled, and then showed a sweet smile at Zhang Ping’an: “How about it, I’m fine, right?”

"Of course not, it's perfect. Here, let's go." The car had already stopped in front of this huge villa.

Zhang Ping'an arbitrarily parked the car at the door, instead of getting out of the underground garage, the two got out of the car together.

When I first came to Zhang Ping’an’s home, Fatty was very nervous. After getting out of the car, Zhang Pingan took her hand and entered the door of the house together and pushed open the door. Fat Di looked at the corner of the living room exposed by the open entrance door at the end of the corridor. She just thought it was nice to have money in her heart. Such a long corridor is a waste of space.

Pang Di followed Zhang Pingan into the room. The first thing he saw was the spacious atrium area and the open-plan living room next to it.

Zhang Pingan took Fat Di towards his parents in the direction of the living room, and the second elder also turned his head to look at his son who had returned. Both of them looked at Zhang Ping An with a gentle smile, and then turned their eyes from Zhang Ping to Fat Di.

Mother Zhang said with a smile: "I thought you were only here in the afternoon. At noon, your father and I were going to make simple dumplings."

Making dumplings is a tradition in the North for New Year's Eve, but for them living in the South, dumplings are not a must-have for the New Year’s Eve dinner. So this thing can be eaten or not. It may be that from noon, Aunt Li in the kitchen is busy preparing the cooking dishes for dinner, and these things take up the stove. So Father Zhang and Mother Zhang wanted to have a simple meal at noon, and dumplings are also very simple dishes for the ‘Nian’.

Zhang Ping'an nodded and said, "Okay, it's not bad to have dumplings at noon. Chinese New Year. Mom, Dad, this is Diligera, from the Western Regions, currently engaged in performing arts."

Zhang Pingan introduced Fat Di to her parents, and she also politely said hello to Zhang's father and Zhang's mother at this time: "Uncle, aunt, hello, our first meeting."

Mother Zhang smiled gently at Fat Di and said, "This is not the first time we met. Last time I went to Seoul on a business trip."

Fatty clenched his fists nervously, and responded seriously: "Yes, there was a shooting in Seoul last time, so I was fortunate to see you auntie in Seoul."

Mother Zhang smiled upon seeing this and said: "Don't be nervous, sit down and be more casual. Peace, don't you ask your girlfriend what to drink?"

Before Zhang Ping'an had time to sit down, he turned his head to look at Fat Di and said, "I'll get you soda, and you will sit down."

When Zhang Ping'an got up and left, Mother Zhang smiled and said: "If you want to follow him, go, lest you are more embarrassed to sit here."

Facing the embarrassing atmosphere of Zhang’s mother directly, Pang Di gave up and said, “No, no.” And Zhang Ping’an, who had just walked two steps, turned his head and looked at Pang Di, who was crushed by his mother’s aura. , He couldn't help but smiled and shook his head.

Mother Zhang looked at Fat Di's face earnestly and smiled and said, "Western Regions, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, and the people are more beautiful! Do you have any customs over the Spring Festival?"

The Western Regions have been integrated into China for many years. Although they have kept their traditional festivals, they will also celebrate the Spring Festival with China. Fatty responded with a smile to Mother Zhang: "We have a bonfire party over there. In the central square of the city, we like to gather together to sing and dance to celebrate the Spring Festival."

Mother Zhang smiled gently and said: "It's good for everyone to get together to celebrate. But now our New Year has become much deserted."

At this time, Zhang Ping’an came over with soda water, and at the same time he continued his mother’s words: “Isn’t it very deserted? It’s just that my family is small, so it doesn’t feel much different if I don’t have a new year. In contrast to other big families. .."

At this time, Father Zhang said: "The family is very big, and there are many troubles."

The family is very big, and if the hearts of the people are not neat, this ‘home’ will be a kind of noise instead. On the other hand, Zhang Ping’an’s home was much deserted compared to other families at the end of the year, but it was also a lot warmer.

After saying this, Father Zhang got up and said: "I will go to make noodles, and we will make dumplings in a while."

Because Aunt Li must be too busy alone in the kitchen, Zhang's father prepared to go and make noodles by himself. And then Fatty said, "Uncle, can I help you?"

Father Zhang smiled and said: "Sit and rest. The family members are on holiday for the New Year, and now there is an aunt left here to celebrate the New Year. She is preparing the New Year's Eve dinner, so I can't be busy at the moment."

Father Zhang didn't ask Fat Di to help, but at least Fat Di had this statement.

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When Father Zhang went to the kitchen, Mother Zhang slowly said, "How is your work situation recently?"

Zhang Pingan nodded and responded: "It's okay, the situation there has calmed down, so it's basically back on track."

Mother Zhang raised her eyebrows and said, "What should I do if I don't get back on track? Will money fall from the sky to feed the masses? People, even if they cry, they eat, so that they can live."

Zhang Ping'an smiled and took a sip of the water, and then said to his mother: "It's a bit farther."

Mother Zhang smiled and looked at Zhang Ping An and said, "You really have no plans to take over the investment company? I have observed your investment case several times recently and have done a good job. Have you made a lot of money recently?"

Zhang Ping An’s Bitcoin investment was told to his mother, and also said when he shot it. According to the market, Zhang’s mother knew that Zhang Ping’an made a lot of money. And Zhang Ping’an responded with a smile: “It’s just a small amount of money, um, a small amount of money. Forget the company, I really don’t know how to invest.”

Mother Zhang smiled and said: "If you don't take over, don't take it. However, there are not many opportunities to make money this year, and this is an obvious speculation. Next, how do you plan to arrange this fund?"

Zhang Pingan responded: "There is no special arrangement, just wait and see, what good projects are next."

Mother Zhang nodded and said, "The Internet is still worth investing, you can pay attention to it. Oh, did you read the Didi Synthetic case?"

"I don't care, and I don't plan to invest. Occasionally, it's okay to play tickets, research, it's not necessary. By the way, how about the company's OFO research?"

Mother Zhang smiled and said, "Hehe, I have integrated A+, and I am going to make a shot next year~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Why? Do you still want to take the exam for my wife?"

Zhang Ping’an shook his head and said, “No, I just think he’s better at telling stories. The last time I went to Yanjing, he wanted to come to fool me. What do you want to talk about sharing economy? Your money, let me spend it for you, this is called Sharing? The most nonsense is the shared office. I went and watched it, and I knew that this so-called "sharing" is very deceptive. I take the story and you take the money. This is the so-called shared office? Money, I am still used to it. Keep your own flowers."

Mother Zhang smiled and said: "The current market does not tell stories, so you can't raise money. Only when the story is beautiful can someone be fooled. Hey, the market now is playing the game of drumming and spreading flowers faster than anyone else."

Zhang Ping’an smiled and said: “The story is the beginning, but isn’t it all about marketing? It used to be repeated advertising bombings. Now I’ve entered the Internet age. After I produce a product, I spend money to invite 20 celebrities to talk about the experience of using it. . Of the 20, 16 said yes, and three said so-so, and the remaining one said they didn’t like it. After some hype, the product immediately became popular. Think about it now that you have to line up for a cup of milk tea? I really learned a lot. Ask them why they line up to take two photos? Internet celebrities drive the economy."

"Marketing is actually just a trick of psychological suggestion. How about your young people's favorite health food "Avocado"?"

"I know that it is the best marketing fruit. In fact, the so-called'effects' are all blown out."

Mother Zhang said with a smile: "At the beginning it was on the list of banned imports. The fat content exceeds pork! The most important thing is that various effects have been blown to the sky. It is almost like a fairy medicine. This kind of marketing is done to the end. Everyone still believes that it is a healthy fruit!"