Fast Time Travel Novel Improver

In the six months before the start of the commercial plaza, Song Yaze had a fairly smooth and comfortable life.

He soaked in the study, sitting all afternoon, making Kung Fu tea, facing the sunlight that slanted in from the window, flipping through the book page by page;

He and Yan Yu were practicing boxing in the backyard, and the two of them often fell all over the mud, and even fell out with bruises, and they forgot the pain while laughing, until the sweat and blood intermingled;

He often drives a big car, taking the nanny, driver, chef and housekeeper Yan's family to enjoy picnics in the countryside. On the top of the grassy hillside, he watches the sunset and feels the coolness of the fire in July;

He went to the airport to see off the reluctant Yan Yu, patted him on the shoulder, and encouraged him to say, "There is still a country and people ahead of you";

He is proficient at work, and his peers' evaluation of him has changed from a dandy to a young and promising...

Song Yaze was very happy, even a little bit overjoyed, he had almost forgotten that this world was just a novel.

Half a year later, Jiang Yuan called from Hong Kong, inviting him to a banquet in Hong Kong.This banquet was specially held for this cooperation, and it was a friendly meeting between the Jiang family and the collaborators.Before the start of the project, everyone had a meal together to get in touch with each other, and naturally they would pay more attention to the upcoming project.

——It is really a thoughtful and considerate family. If such a family does not stand at the top of the business world, who else has that ability?

Song Yaze put down his phone and looked up at the snow falling outside the office window - it was already deep winter.

There was a strong heater in the office, and he was only wearing a thin shirt.Walking to the window, looking at the world outside the window from the 17th floor, everything seems to be close at hand, large and small buildings are under Song Yaze's feet, and few buildings can compare with the office building where he is.

Song Yaze opened the window, and the biting cold wind slapped his face with icy snowflakes, but he didn't care. Instead, he stretched out his hand out of the window, caught a snowflake, and then stretched out his hand back.

He stared fixedly at the rapidly melting snowflakes in his palm, and smiled helplessly and said:

"Oh, the comfortable days are coming to an end."

When Butler Yan told him that he was leaving Jiangzhou for Hong Kong in five days, the latter was a little surprised.

"That's it! I will take good care of the family, don't worry, Mr. Song."

Yan Deguang was respectful and habitually leaned forward slightly when talking to Song Yaze.Suddenly, he thought of something again, and said in a volume that only the two of them could hear:

"Then...Mr. Bai's side..."

Baili went to England after the summer vacation.

Due to the break with Jiang Yuan, no one supports his school expenses anymore.Before leaving, Bai Li's parents sold the house that Song Yaze bought for them in order to make enough money for tuition, and used it as a deposit for going abroad, so they forced Bai Li to go abroad.

And the two of them rented a small house less than fifty square meters to live in.Every morning, I push a trolley selling egg pancakes for breakfast, and at night, I cook wontons by the side of the road.Most of the income was sent to Baili in the UK, and the rest was used to make ends meet.

Song Yaze picked up the coffee on the table, took a sip, and said after a pause, "As before, keep paying attention."

Ever since Jiang Yuan stated that he wanted to take revenge on Bai Li, Song Yaze asked Steward Yan to keep an eye on the Bai family's movements.It's just that half a year has passed, and there are almost no abnormal disturbances in the Bai family.

Song Yaze also asked the driver Lao Li to buy their egg pancakes to try, and he also went to their roadside stall to eat a bowl of wonton after get off work in full gear, which tasted good.

Every day, the old couple pushed the dining car with the slogan "God loves the world" to the side of the road to work on time, more punctually than clocks.Although the two of them were busy, they didn't see any sorrow on their faces, probably because Bai Li had hope in his heart.

……

The plane is at ten o'clock in the morning.

This time was not the moment when life and death were decided like last time, so Song Yaze was still in a relaxed mood; even, he was full of expectations for the legendary Jiang family.

When the driver Lao Li drove Song Yaze to the airport, Song Yaze looked at him in shock as he took out four large suitcases from the trunk, a bit dumbfounded.

Song Yaze booked first class.In fact, it was the first time in his life that he flew first class.It's not for personal enjoyment, it's just because it's too late to book and there are no economy class seats left.

Looking at the first-class seat, which was obviously twice the size, Song Yaze was stunned, and couldn't help but marvel, then found the seat, and looked out the window quietly.

It didn't take long before he heard the sound of high heels, and the sound stopped beside him.He turned his head to find a petite young girl in a mink coat sitting beside her.

The plane jumped into the clouds, and the stewardess pushed the car in and poured a glass of apple juice for every first-class passenger.

"This apple tastes really good, just like the red Fuji in my hometown!"

This girl looks very expensive, but she is not reserved.She took a sip of apple juice and sighed, her lovely face was full of nostalgia.

"Are Fuji apples abundant in your hometown?" Song Yaze turned around and asked.

"Yes, my hometown is in Shandong!"

Her eyes lit up for a moment, but suddenly dimmed again. She said, "It's just that I haven't been back for many years."

"why?"

The girl looked sad and said, "I'm too busy at work."

Song Yaze saw the sad expression on her face, and knew that it was not appropriate to ask more questions, so he changed the subject:

"What are you doing in Hong Kong this time?"

Only then did the girl come to her senses. She glanced at Song Yaze and smiled self-deprecatingly:

"It's a blind date." Then, she paused again before saying, "No, it should be said that I'm going to meet my fiancé."

The corner of Song Yaze's mouth twitched: "You're already engaged before you meet?"

The girl's smile became more and more helpless: "Yes, it was arranged by my parents. Actually, I had a boyfriend in my hometown before, but due to pressure, I had to break up."

Song Yaze looked at her lonely appearance, and comforted her: "I think, no matter who you like, you will feel the same pain or sweetness for it. In this case, why don't you give up the undesired people and try What about those who are destined?"

The girl was surprised. She stared at Song Yaze for a while before smiling again.

"Your words made me feel a lot easier, thank you."

……

The plane bumped and landed slowly, and finally landed in Hong Kong. The cabin door opened, and a gust of cool air rushed over.

The two got off the plane and stood at the baggage claim area waiting to claim their luggage.

The girl took back her luggage, thought for a while, and said to Song Yaze beside her:

"You come across as dependable," she hesitated, then said, "Like my dad."

--dad?

Song Yaze raised his forehead a little, and laughed at himself: "Then I may have entered menopause early."

……

After finally getting four boxes, Song Yaze pushed the boxes all the way out of the airport with difficulty.As soon as he came out, he saw a middle-aged man in a black suit waving to him, and beside him was a black jeep.

Song Yaze realized that he was here to pick him up, so he walked up.Sure enough, the other party said respectfully and politely:

"Mr. Song, I'm Mr. Jiang's driver, and I'm here to pick you up."

"Thank you! What a hassle."

The two put the suitcase in the trunk and got into the car.

"Want to hear something?" The driver held the steering wheel with one hand and turned on the stereo with the other.

"Classical music." Song Yaze said.

Along the way, Song Yaze listened to the violin while looking out of the car window and at the bustling Hong Kong. Various street scenes passed by, people in a hurry shuttled back and forth, and shops of all sizes were lit up with neon lights in the daytime. Everything was like that Busy and real.

Song Yaze looked at Hong Kong, where he came to for the first time in his life, and suddenly felt a pain in his heart, and an inexplicable emotion rushed into his heart. He couldn't help but frown, and quickly looked away.