Rebirth of the Great Era 1993

Seafood City.

Zhang Xuan was in a particularly good mood today and waved his hand, "What's the most expensive thing?"

What’s something delicious to order?

For example, Alaskan king crab, Canadian geoduck, peony shrimp, wild large yellow croaker, gooseneck barnacle, etc.

However, the restaurant recommends eating the brightly colored peony shrimp raw, saying that the peony shrimp is imported from Canada and is known as the king of shrimp. Any cooking method will destroy its taste.

The five people looked at each other for a while, and finally decided to give it a try.

In fact, he doesn't like eating it raw.

I even thought that if I really wanted to eat it raw, I would have to eat bluefin tuna sashimi.

But seeing how eager the four of them were to give it a try, Zhang Xuan agreed.

The peony shrimp arrived. Zhang Xuan followed the waiter's instructions, peeled the shells and dipped them in the sauce, then took a bite. The deliciousness and sweetness of the shrimp meat instantly bloomed on his taste buds, ah! This is Xiao Shaowan's taste.

Pooh! No, it’s the smell of first love!

After chewing a peony shrimp carefully, it felt not bad to eat it raw for the first time.

Damn it, I'm in a good mood, I feel like I'm in first love when I eat shrimp, it's outrageous!

The ingredients were high-end, and everyone enjoyed the meal lively. However, it was indeed expensive, but fortunately the old man had a lot of money in his pocket, so he didn't feel guilty about spending it.

Back at school, Zhang Xuan said to Dong Ziyu: "It's not too early. I don't think you should go back. Just stay here and play with them."

Du Shuangling also reached out to hold Dong Ziyu's arm and said, "Let's go to our house."

Dong Ziyu was not a hypocritical person and followed him to the teacher's apartment.

After washing up, Zhang Xuan returned to his study. He finished reading "The Human World" for the third time with 100,000 words left, and decided to end it tonight.

But before reading, he sent a text message to Mi Jian: I want to share some good news with you. "A Song of Ice and Fire" won the Hugo Award.

Two minutes later, after finishing washing, Mi Jian checked the text message on his mobile phone and replied with a smile: That's great! I'm happy for you.

Looking at the text message, Zhang Xuan had an inexplicable feeling in his heart. Mi Jian's message of celebration to him was "It's great, I'm so happy for you." When Shuang Ling came in and hugged him, his first words were "Dear, I'm so happy for you." You are proud".

Look, look!

One is happy for you, and the other is proud of you. They are so similar, but they show different personalities. Mi Jian is as soft as water, and the two lovers are as passionate as flowers. They are indeed his two wives.

Zhang Xuan sent a text message: Next time you go with me to receive the award.

After reading the text message, Mi Jian subconsciously remembered what Zhang Xuan once said to her, "You two are equally important to me, I want both."

As smart as she is, she immediately understood his little thoughts. Last time he took the two actors to the United States to receive the award, and this time he took himself there. This was to make a bowl of water even.

Sensing his thoughts, Mi Jian moved her thumb quickly, and "OK" appeared on the screen. But after staring at the word "OK" for a while, she deleted it, then exited the text message interface and put down her phone. , came to the window and stared at the starry night sky in a daze.

After waiting for a few minutes and no reply, Zhang Xuan knew that Mi Jian's text message would not come tonight.

But it doesn't matter. Since he has made up his mind, he will naturally not wrong Mi Jian and will just take her away when the time comes.

Thinking like this, he turned off his phone, got rid of all distracting thoughts and started reading the last "one hundred thousand words".

The days are good, the mood is good, and many things fall into place. By 12 o'clock in the morning, he had finished reading the last paragraph.

He settled his thoughts in his seat, then collected the manuscript and relaxed. At this point, he felt that everything was complete, and he felt that the east wind that was lacking before everything was ready had also arrived.

Striking while the iron was hot, he did not leave the study. Instead, he took out a new notebook that he had already prepared, spread it out, wrote and began to refine it.

Start a new journey.

Perhaps due to long accumulation, or perhaps due to being suppressed by the "human world", tonight Zhang Xuan's writing state has reached its peak in history. His quick thinking, gushing literary thoughts, and wandering pen are his current expressions.

The tip of the pen was cruising on the white sand, and the old man felt that the sound was pleasing to the eye, just like the feeling when he wrote "The Sound of the Wind", it was wonderful.

In the meantime, Du Shuangling quietly opened the study door. Zhang Xuan, who was working hard, did not notice her and was concentrating on writing.

After observing through the crack in the door for three seconds, Du Shuangling carefully closed the door again, turned around and said to Dong Ziyu who was washing up:

"He should start writing and refining it. He will probably stay up all night tonight. Let's go to bed first."

Dong Ziyu walked into the second bedroom and asked Shuang Ling: "Isn't he hungry at night?"

Du Shuangling planned to sleep with Dong Ziyu in the second bedroom and took off his shoes to go to bed. He said, "He will be hungry, but he is generally unwilling to eat under such circumstances. He said that eating will make him sleepy and will affect his writing state."

Hearing this, Dong Ziyu saw another side of Zhang Xuan, and secretly sighed that success was no accident. His hard work and self-control alone were much better than those of his peers. It is no wonder that he could achieve world-renowned achievements.

The person next door turned off the lights and fell asleep, but Zhang Xuan didn't feel sleepy at all. Instead, he was filled with the joy of bursting with inspiration. He became more energetic and energetic as he wrote.

No, time is running like water. Suddenly, the rooster starts to crow. It crows once, twice, and three times. Finally, the rooster flies on the hen's back, and with a strong force, bang! Its daybreak.

But he still didn't feel tired. When he was hungry, he drank a glass of water, letting the warm water relieve the gastric acid in his stomach, and continued to fight.

Just after 6 a.m., Du Shuangling got up on time.

Dong Ziyu opened his eyes and asked, "Shuangling, did you get up so early?"

Du Shuangling turned around with a smile and said, "It's still early. Ziyu, please sleep a little longer. I'll go out and buy him some breakfast."

Hearing this, Dong Ziyu also got up and said, "I'll go with you. I haven't gotten up so early for a long time since the college entrance examination. I want to find out how I felt before with you."

Seeing her insistence, Du Shuangling did not refuse and said yes with a smile.

After washing up, the two walked through the south gate and arrived outside the school.

Du Shuangling bought Shaomai and rice cakes according to his usual taste, then walked to another stall and said to the proprietress:

"Bring me a cup of tofu with sugar."

"Eat it in your hand, or take it away?"

"Help me pack it and take it away."

The landlady packed a cup quickly and said, "40 cents."

"Here!" Du Shuangling took out the zero ticket that he had prepared and handed it over.

"Let's go, he has already bought his, go and buy ours." Du Shuangling said to Dong Ziyu.

After spending 10 minutes shopping around, two people had their hands filled with breakfast for five people.

On the way, Dong Ziyu asked: "He is in good condition now, will he find time to eat?"

Du Shuangling shook his head and said, "I don't know."

Dong Ziyu was surprised: "You don't know?"

Du Shuangling pursed her lips and said softly: "When he was writing, he ate irregularly. Sometimes he suddenly wanted to eat, and sometimes he wouldn't eat no matter how much I tried to persuade him. If I tried to persuade him too much, he would get angry, so I usually just eat. The food is prepared for him in advance, and I will bring it in to him whenever he wants to eat."

Dong Ziyu was very touched when he heard this.

When she saw Mi Jian's photos yesterday, Dong Ziyu, who was amazed, had doubts in her heart. She remembered Zhang Xuan once said: He fell in love with Mi Jian at first sight, and Mi Jian also had a liking for him.

Then why did Zhang Xuan choose two actors to be friends?

It's not that she questioned the difference between the two actors. At least in her heart, the two actors can compare with her in every aspect, and Dong Ziyu, who has been very popular since childhood, will naturally not think that she is inferior.

On the contrary, Dong Ziyu, who has sufficient knowledge of himself, has known what his advantages are very early on? Where is the capital?

It’s just human beings who are afraid of comparison.

Compared with Mi Jian, both herself and Du Shuangling pale in comparison.

So Dong Ziyu has been thinking: Why did Zhang Xuan choose Du Shuangling instead of Mi Jian?

Or to put it another way, why not reject Shuangling for Mi Jian?

Now she seems to have found the answer: having Du Shuangling, who is beautiful, has a good family background, is smart and generous, and is also very affectionate and considerate, as her girlfriend is better than anything else.

Dong Ziyu even thought about it. If he were Zhang Xuan, with Zhang Xuan's appearance and talent, and meeting two such good people as Shuang Ling and Mi Jian, he would probably be in a dilemma, and he would probably want both.

When he got home, Zhang Xuan did not choose to have breakfast, and Du Shuangling did not rush him. He just waited on the sofa in the living room outside and turned on the silent TV to kill time.

Seeing this scene, Dong Ziyu was very silent. Even the slightest ripple in her heart was suppressed by her. She was not as good as Du Shuangling.

From 12 o'clock in the morning to 12 o'clock in the afternoon, Zhang Xuan spent 12 exciting hours. If he hadn't been so hungry during the period, he couldn't stand it any more, and he still wanted to persevere.

Putting down his pen, he touched his stomach, which was already thundering, and couldn't help cursing, "Damn it!" You are really disappointing, holding me back at the critical moment.

His stomach didn't bother him at all and grumbled in protest.

It's okay if he doesn't grumble, but when he grumbles he feels so hungry that he's about to faint.

Without hesitation, he quickly got up and ran out of the study. His eyes swept across the four people watching TV on the sofa, and finally settled on the two actors. He couldn't wait to ask: "Is there anything to eat?"

Du Shuangling came over to help him: "The food is ready upstairs, let's go up and eat."

"Let's go, let's go, I'm starving." After saying this, he ran to the corridor in a hurry, not even bothering to change his slippers.

Seeing this, Zou Qingzhu chased after him and took the key to open the door for the old man.

Dong Ziyu witnessed all this and didn't even use breakfast. He felt that this life was quite interesting.

When the meal started, a strange scene appeared on the table. The four women ate very gracefully, chewing slowly and looking very well-educated.

But there was something different on the table. The chopsticks were surging, and the dishes on the table were sent into Zhang Xuan's mouth one chopstick after another like a whirlwind.

Foodie Zhang is like a bandit who enters the city and makes two jobs in one go.

Even because he pulled the rice too fast, more than ten grains of rice fell on the table. Bai Cen was lying there, which was a big eyesore on the clean dining table.

This scene left several people stunned. They wanted to laugh but did not dare to laugh for fear of choking.

Du Shuangling served him a bowl of soup and said softly: "Eat slowly, eat slowly, no one will compete with you. Come on, finish the soup before eating."

He was indeed in a hurry. Zhang Xuan took the soup and took a sip, then another sip, and drank slowly.

After he finished drinking, Zou Qingzhu asked curiously: "Great writer, how many words have you written since last night?"

Zhang Xuan took a breath, turned his head and did some mental calculations, and came to a surprising conclusion: "About, it seems to be 13,000 words."

Zou Qingzhu was shocked: "Thirteen thousand written by hand?"

Zhang Xuan nodded: "Don't be so weird. I already have a good foundation and can write it quickly. I plan to finish it within 4 months."

Du Shuangling suddenly felt distressed: "Why don't you stay up all night?"

Zhang Xuan waved his hand: "You can only become a master by enduring hardships. If you endure it, four months will pass quickly."

Hearing this, Wen Hui asked with unprecedented concern: "Aren't your hands tired?"

Zhang Xuan turned his right wrist: "Okay, okay, maybe I was too excited, and my attention was not on my hand."

After the third bowl of rice, foodie Zhang finally became normal and chatted and laughed with a few people for more than half an hour.

After the meal, the old man returned to the second floor and went into the study again.

Du Shuangling followed up: "Dear, aren't you going to rest?"

Zhang Xuan shook his head: "I haven't checked it yet. I'll go to bed after the checkup."

Seeing that he had made up his mind, Du Shuangling, who knew his character well, stopped trying to persuade him and gave him a new pot of tea before walking out.

When she came to the living room outside, she said to the three girls: "You go to the library. I will come to you at home when he goes to sleep."

Wen Hui and Zou Qingzhu were not surprised by this situation. They were used to it. They looked at each other and went out.

Dong Ziyu glanced behind the study door, said hello to Du Shuangling, and left.

Downstairs, Dong Ziyu, who was shocked by Zhang Xuan's fighting spirit and stayed up all day and night, asked Wenhui:

"Huihui, was Zhang Xuan writing like this before?"

Wen Hui recalled, remembering his focused look in the big classroom yesterday, and commented objectively and gently: "Absolutely, he is usually a very casual person, but when he writes, he is a different person, very serious, very solemn, Very expressive.”

After hearing three "very"s in a row, Zou Qingzhu glanced at Wenhui from behind and smiled to himself.

Zhang Xuan, who worked hard for another two hours from 1 noon to 3 pm, finally finished the inspection.

Du Shuangling appeared in front of him at the right time and urged him: "Go to bed quickly."

Looking at the messy desk, Zhang Xuan didn't care anymore. He found that he suddenly relaxed from writing, and his whole body suddenly felt sleepy, and his eyelids kept fighting.

There is one thing bad about staying up late. You are always greasy. After a simple bath, when the old man was lying on the bed and preparing to fall asleep, he suddenly found that he felt empty in his heart, as if there was always something he had not done.

The little Jew stared at the wall with half-open eyes and thought for a long time. Didn't he find anything big to do in the near future?

So he changed his mind, filtered the important people around him one by one, and quickly found his blind spot.

It turns out to be Seagate!

This villain was ignoring him now, which made him feel a little uncomfortable. He reached out from the bed and passed the cell phone on the bedside table, and called directly. The call went through, but no one answered.

Called again, still no answer.

Zhang Xuan rubbed his eyebrows and had to send a text message: I won another award, the Hugo Award.

After sending this text message, he sent another one: How is your current job?

Then he cruelly posted the third post: Chen Yan got married on 51, and Du Yu cried very sadly.

Inner Mongolia.

After reading the first text message, she congratulated her in her heart: Oh, you are really amazing. Although Xi will not be brought with you to receive the award, congratulations to Xi!

After checking the second text message, she happily cursed in her heart: With such a big backer like you, the people around me are very good. I eat and drink well every day, but I am just missing a good man to marry.

But after seeing the third text message, Seagate, who was in a good mood, silently put down the phone, lay down on the bed in a daze, and stared at a photo frame on the bedside table.

After sending three text messages in a row, Zhang Xuan fell asleep.

He understood very well that even if the sun came out in the west, he didn't expect the scumbag to reply to the text message.

The days went by as usual, and soon the last day of April came.

After lunch, Du Shuangling hugged Wenhui and Zou Qingzhu, "Huihui, Qingzhu, I'm leaving, wait for me when I come back."

Wen Hui said gently: "Okay."

Zou Qingzhu suddenly choked up: "I'll make hot pot for you when you come back. We'll have the last hot pot in college."

Du Shuangling left, and Zhang Xuan sent her to Changshi.

Before leaving, Zhang Xuan also asked Xu Shengli to prepare some gifts.

This time I did not choose the train, but took a plane. The purpose was to be faster, cleaner and worry-free.

The plane took off at two o'clock in the afternoon, and 80 minutes later, the group arrived in Changshi.

The person picking up the plane was Du Dudong. This father-in-law sent Ai Qing here in the morning and planned to leave tomorrow.

"dad."

Du Shuangling shouted, Zhang Xuan followed suit.

"Hey, you two are back." Du Dudong is still the same, with a smile on his face, not looking old at all.

I don’t know what’s going on? It seems that in my memory, my father-in-law has always looked like this. It will not be until he is 60 years old that his skin will undergo fundamental changes and become loose.

Before this, it had always been tighter and looked very young.

"Why are you bringing so many things again? Don't bring so much next time. It's hard for you to carry." A piapia precious gift was spread out in front of him, making Dudong dazzled.

Even though he said this, he was actually very happy inside.

What does this prove?

This proves that the two actors have a high status in Zhang Xuan's heart, and it shows that the old Du family did not misjudge the person.

Zhang Xuan smiled and said: "These things are all taken from the mall. We didn't spend any money. We thought you could all use them."

Look at what he said, if he doesn't pay in cash, it's not money. That's why he has the confidence to say this.

After chatting for a while, Du Jingdong, who was driving, talked about the surgery that Du Jingling's eldest son was going to have.

In fact, it’s not a major surgery, it’s just that the eldest son’s eyelids need to be partially removed, otherwise his vision will be blurry.

This surgery should have been done a long time ago, but Wu Ruiguo and Du Jingling have been delaying it in order to use this "congenital disability" reason to apply for a second child.

Now that the second child was born successfully, the eldest son's surgery is naturally on the agenda.

Du Shuangling asked worriedly: "Will there be any sequelae?"

Du Dudong smiled and shook his head: "Don't worry, your brother-in-law's family of four all work in Xiangya Hospital. With this relationship, it is naturally guaranteed. They invited many experts from Xiangya Hospital to verify it repeatedly, and it was confirmed that it is a small child. Surgery, nothing will happen.”

It was the second time in this life that I came to Du Jingling's house. Zhang Xuan was still so new to everything. When he got interested, he even took a walk around the area.

He just accidentally came to Xiangya Annex 2 while strolling around. Looking at the hospital that now has "Northern Union and South Xiangya", he couldn't help sighing. This should be the signature of Xiangnan, but some people are not human beings. It will only last a few years of glory, and it will decline.

After dinner, Zhang Xuan played with Du Jinling's eldest son for a while.

It's strange to say that the two of them didn't meet often, but this kid liked to pester him. This made Lao Du's family marvel, and they all teased that this kid would definitely have a big future.

The reason is that so many people don't look for him, and they only pick the most awesome Zhang Xuan in the crowd to get close to him. It's just because of this vision that he will be useless in the future.

Playful and playful, time always flies by.

When preparing to go to bed, Du Jingling said to Zhang Xuan and Shuangling: "The room is limited, you two should sleep together like at home."

According to custom, when visiting another home, men and women generally sleep separately. This is a basic courtesy.

Of course, there is another saying. The reason for sleeping separately is that men and women cannot help but do that at night together, which will easily pollute the feng shui of the host's house.

It's just that some people sneered at this statement, but some people were in awe and acted on the principle of preferring to believe what they have and not what they don't.

However, Zhang Xuan and Du Shuangling were exceptions.

The two people slept in the same room in Shangcun, and they didn't pay much attention to it at Lao Du's house. They had already squeezed into the same room, so Du Jingling made such an arrangement.

Seeing her parents and sister looking at her, Du Shuangling blushed and said "hmm", then pulled Zhang Xuan to the bedroom.

Lying down on the bed, the two of them rubbed together and had a long wet French kiss.

When Du Shuangling squirmed slightly in his arms, she found a comfortable position and said, "When you go back, remember to eat on time and rest."

Since he was in the best state of writing, after the two discussed it, Zhang Xuanming returned to CUHK early to continue writing.

The reason why Du Shuangling asked him to remember to rest, but not about staying up late, was because she understood that her man would easily get into trouble every time he wrote. Staying up late had become a common occurrence, and she couldn't control him at home, let alone talk about it. I told you, it’s no use.

Lao Deng called.

This time Lao Deng's tone was very serious: "Mr. Zhang, we are planning to enter the venue."

Hearing this "Mr. Zhang" and this unprecedented tone, Zhang Xuan sat up and leaned against the bedside and asked, "Have you found an opportunity?"

Afraid that he would feel uncomfortable, Du Shuangling stretched out his hand to stand up the pillow and put it behind his back.

Lao Deng explained: "It's almost done. In a while, the US$12 billion previously invested by the Central Bank of Singapore will be exhausted. The huge foreign exchange reserves of Thailand and Singapore will soon be exhausted. This is an opportunity to buy."

Zhang Xuan's mind moved: "Is your information accurate?"

Lao Deng told him in a low voice: "Wall Street bribed a senior executive of the Central Bank of Singapore."

Zhang Xuan was speechless. A mole appeared at the critical moment. It was God's will.

However, Zhang Xuan just sighed and showed no sympathy: "When do you plan to enter the venue?"

Old Deng Te said in a wise tone: "The day after tomorrow is Monday. I looked through the new almanac. That day is a good day. Let's take it the day after tomorrow."

Zhang Xuan made his attitude clear: "Now that we have our sights set on it, let's do it! If there are not enough follow-up funds, let me know in advance."

Hearing this attitude, Lao Deng suddenly grinned happily: "Hehe! You kid finally figured it out?"

When things came to a close, Zhang Xuan didn't hesitate any longer and spoke loudly: "I've already invested so much. It seems I can do more. There's nothing to be afraid of. Money is just for a bastard. If you don't have it, you can make more money."

Lao Deng gave a thumbs up: "Luxury!"

Generous?

Zhang Xuan rolled his eyes, are you so arrogant?

That is my guess based on the general trend. The day when the economic crisis officially ends on July 2 is coming soon. The probability of losing money now is extremely low.

If you miss the opportunity to make money in this way, you will no longer have it. How can a fool not be tempted?

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Xuan called Tao Ge again, with the purpose of authorizing her to use the remaining reserve funds in an emergency without asking for instructions. The only way to make money is to catch it.

Tao Ge sat elegantly on the balcony, drinking coffee and asked: "You just trust me so much?"

Zhang Xuan said: "It's not that I don't worry about you, but you make me feel particularly at ease."

Tao Ge chuckled: "You are really good at talking."

Only talk? Obviously I'm just talking in passing, and I'm naturally good at cave exploration.

Seeing that he called specifically, Tao Ge said: "Just in case, the sister will transfer another 100 million pounds from your Swiss account for emergency backup."

Zhang Xuan said: "Okay."

Tao Ge gently tapped the coffee cup with his left finger: "But you don't have to worry about money. A few days ago, Penguin Publishing House and Bloomsbury Publishing House have settled the settlement with me. In the first quarter of 1997, your various Books like this are selling pretty well.”

I haven't paid attention to book sales for a while, so Zhang Xuan asked nervously: "Tell me the details."

Hearing this, Tao Ge put down his coffee, returned to the house to find the printed data report, and read: "In the months of January, February, and March, Clockwork Girl sold a total of 1.18 million copies, earning 4.8 pounds per copy after tax. Here you can earn 5.664 million pounds.

Since the fourth volume of Harry Potter was released in March, sales have been very hot. The four books in this series sold a total of 37.2 million copies in the first quarter, and each book will be divided into 2.1 pounds after tax, which is 78.12 million pounds. "

"Clockwork Girl" has gone from a high sales volume of nearly 20 million copies in the first quarter to only 1.18 million copies in just one year. The decline was a bit beyond his expectation.

To be honest, he was a little disappointed, but looking back, he felt it was natural.

After all, "Clockwork Girl" is not a series of books. The market is easily saturated and easily forgotten, and it does not have the staying power of a series of books.

After adjusting his mentality, he continued to ask: "Where is A Song of Ice and Fire? How is the situation?"

Tao Ge replied: "Although the situation in "A Song of Ice and Fire" is not as good as Harry Potter, it is still much better than Clockwork Girl.

Especially since the fourth volume was released 10 days ago, the sales of the first three volumes have rebounded significantly.

Let sister take a look."

As he said that, Tao Ge turned to the next page and moved his fingers on the report: "In the first three months, more than 18 million copies were sold, and each copy was 5.1 pounds after tax, benefiting 91.8 million pounds."

91.8 million pounds, Zhang Xuan is very satisfied, and the mood that was brought down by "Clockwork Girl" has been rekindled.

When it comes to money, your mind is spinning at full speed: 566.4+7812+9180,

The total is £181.884 million.

Zhang Xuan asked: "Converted to RMB, it is 2.18 billion?"

Tao Ge corrected: "Wrong, it is 2.365 billion. The current exchange rate has increased. 1 pound can be exchanged for 13 RMB."

She added: "Due to the large exchange rate fluctuations, in terms of RMB, this quarter is actually only RMB 235 million less than the RMB 2.6 billion in the previous quarter."

Since he had no plans to transfer the money back to China in the short term, he didn't particularly care about the exchange rate. Zhang Xuan asked, "When will the money arrive?"

Tao Ge replied: "Penguin Publishing House will receive the 97.464 million pounds on the 12th of this month, and Bloomsbury Publishing House will be paid later, probably on the 16th or 17th. This is the fixed payment date for the two publishing houses every quarter. ."

Then, without waiting for his reply, Tao Ge added: "Half a year has passed, and you still have 680,000 RMB in royalties from People's Literature. When you go to the capital, remember to ask President Hong to ask for it."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work." Zhang Xuan said sincerely.

No matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat. 680,000 yuan is dispensable to him, but if it is released to the countryside, it is undoubtedly a huge sum of money.

Tao Ge probed and asked, "Where are you now?"

Zhang Xuan said: "At Sister Jingling's house in Changshi, would you like to say a few words to Shuangling? She is right next to me."

Tao Ge said, "Give her the phone and we can have a chat with her."

Hearing this, Zhang Xuan handed the phone to Shuang Ling and got out of bed to find some water.

Damn it, I lost a lot of nutrient solution in the water circulation before. I was really thirsty after talking on the phone for so long just now.

The lights in the living room outside were still on, and the two children were crying and fussing. Ai Qing and Du Jingling were busy spinning around.

Zhang Xuan poured a glass of water, walked over and chatted with his father-in-law for a while, and watched TV with him for a while. He didn't go back to the room until the two children fell asleep.

Have a good night's sleep.

It rains continuously without knowing the end of spring, and once it clears up, I feel the depth of summer. The next day, it rains in Changcheng City, with drizzles falling one after another, and there is a chill in the air.

After breakfast, Zhang Xuan left Du Jinling's house and drove away.

In the car, Zhao Lei, who was driving, asked: "Boss, should we go to the airport?"

Zhang Xuan stared at the street scene on the road and thought for a moment: "Let's go to the airport. We'll go to Mi Jian's house next time."

He felt that it was strange that he had just said goodbye to Lao Du's family, and then entered Mi Jian's house with his back legs.

Although he is already a bastard, one must have the spirit of Ah Q! There still needs to be some respect.

After the car drove for a while, Zhang Xuan suddenly said to Zhao Lei: "I don't know what's going on with the big bungalow and that house in Changshi, and the Audi car. Go take a look and help me check."

The house he was referring to was the house next door to Yonemi's house. This house was taken from someone else at a large cost, and an additional settling-in fee was paid for it.

But he doesn't care about these, as long as he thinks it's worth it, he won't be stingy.

"Okay." Zhao Lei parked the car aside, handed the driver's seat to Liu Yafei, opened the door and got out of the car.

In the waiting room, Zhang Xuan, who had been waiting for half an hour and was about to check in and board the plane, suddenly ran into an acquaintance, Wei Wei.

Meeting on a narrow road, Zhang Xuan asked: "Teacher, where are you going?"

"Go to the Shanghai Stock Exchange."

After saying that, Wei Wei looked at him and smiled and teased: "Long time no see, our Mr. Zhang is even more charming than before. Which wife's house did you go to today? Shuangling? Or Mijian?"

Nonsence! You are a teacher, why are you so unruly?

Zhang Xuan glanced at the beautiful badminton and said, "I originally wanted to go find the teacher, but you are not at home."

Catching his eyes, Wei Wei smiled even more, then walked away and ignored him.

Hey, it's more rounded. I wonder if that pig is cheap! Zhang Xuan shook his head at her back and entered the ticket gate.

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