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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 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. 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 on top, 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, the people in it are either 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 nervousness, he smiled: “Relax, my house is not a dragon-tan tiger den. Let’s have a simple lunch and go out in the afternoon.”

　　 New Year’s Eve dinner is the highlight, so after lunch, Zhang Ping’an didn’t want her to sit at home feeling uncomfortable, so he wanted to take her out for a walk.

　　Pang Di listened to Zhang Ping’an’s comfort, she took two deep breaths, exhaled, and then smiled sweetly at Zhang Ping’an: “How about it, I’m fine?”

　　"Of course not? 　It's perfect. When it's there? 　Let's go." The vehicle has already parked in front of this huge villa.

　　 Zhang Ping’an parked the car at the door casually, did not get off the underground garage? 　 The two got out of the car together.

　　I came to Zhang Pingan’s home for the first time? 　Pang Di was very nervous. After getting out of the car, Zhang Pingan took her hand and entered the door of the house together, and opened the door. Fatty looked at the corner of the living room exposed by the open entrance door at the end of the corridor? 　 In her heart, she just thought it was nice to have money. Such a long corridor is a waste of space.

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

　　 Zhang Ping’an took Fat Di towards his parents in the direction of the living room? 　 The second elder also turned his head to look at his son who was back at this time. 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 only came here in the afternoon. At noon, your father and I were going to simply make some dumplings."

　　 making dumplings? 　is the tradition of the New Year in the north? 　 However, for those living in the south, dumplings are not a must for dinner on New Year’s Eve. 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. What about Chinese New Year. Mom? 　 Dad, this is Di Lieira? 　Western, currently engaged in performing arts.”

　　 Zhang Pingan introduced Fatty to her parents? 　 And she also politely greeted Zhang's father and mother at this time: "Uncle? 　 Auntie? 　 Hello, meet for the first time."

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

　　 Fatty clenched his fists nervously, and replied 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, be 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 for a while.”

　　 When Zhang Ping'an got up and left, Mother Zhang smiled and said, "If you want to follow him, go, lest you are even 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 seriously and said with a smile: "Western Regions, beautiful mountains and rivers, and more beautiful people! 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 said with a gentle smile: "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 after the new year. In contrast to other big families. .."

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

　　 The family is very big. If the hearts of the people are not neat, this ‘home’ is a kind of noise. 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'm going to make noodles, and we will make dumplings in a moment."

　　Because Aunt Li must be too busy alone in the kitchen, Father Zhang is going to make noodles by himself. And then Fatty said, "Uncle, can I help you?"

　　 Father Zhang said with a smile: "Sit down and rest. The family members are on holiday for the New Year, and now there is only one aunt left here for the New Year. She is preparing the New Year's Eve dinner, so I can’t be too busy at the moment."

　　 Father Zhang did not ask Fat Di to help, but at least Fat Di has this position.

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

　　 Zhang Ping’an 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 people? People, even if they cry, they eat, so 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 said with a smile: "If you don't take it, 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 money?"

　　 Zhang Ping’an 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 in. 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, but research is not necessary. By the way, how about the company's OFO research?"

　　 Mother Zhang said with a smile: "Hehe, I have melted A+, and I am going to make a shot next year, why? Do you still want to test my old lady?"

Zhang Pingan shook his head and said, "No~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I just think he is more good at telling stories. The last time I went to Yanjing, he wanted to come to fool me. Tell me about the sharing economy? Bring me your money. Help you spend, this is called sharing? The most nonsense is shared office. I went and took a look around, I know this so-called "sharing" is very deceptive, I take the story, you take the money, this is the so-called shared office ?Money, I'm still used to keeping it for myself."

　　 Mother Zhang said with a smile: "The market now doesn't tell stories, so you can't raise money. Only when the story is beautiful can someone be fooled. Hey.. Now the market 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 the health food "avocado" that your young people love most?"

　　 "I know, it is the best marketing fruit. In fact, the so-called ‘effect’ is blown out."

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