The Beijing-flavored tea master and the rich and powerful boss are HE

This handsome Beijing girl was even happier than the winning party. Turning around, her long hair fluttered, and her slender figure floated a few steps away in the eyes of the three of them.

She found the manager of the venue, and not long after, an announcement came from an unknown direction above their heads, and it rang throughout the venue in an instant:

"Congratulations to Mr. Song whose phone number ends in 4009. He won the third prize and won a tricycle. Please go to the front desk of the home stadium to receive the prize!"

The broadcast sound was played three times in a row, causing several nearby men who participated in the auto show to look in the direction of the big turntable.Chen Baiyu stood awkwardly beside the big turntable with his trouser pockets in his pockets. The three good brothers stood in a circle, and no one spoke.

"Okay, Mr. Song."

The beauty trotted back out of breath: "You can just go and get it now."

"Okay," Song Zhi replied, "Thank you."

"You're welcome." After the girl finished speaking, she turned her head and continued to serve other customers.

Xiang Bin was the first to break the silence, and suddenly sarcastically said to Chen Baiyu: "It's still NN520, you can't walk when you see beautiful women, you pervert just can't get lucky."

"Are you okay?" Chen Baiyu replied, "Where do you see that I can't walk?"

"You've forgotten about Cousin Xiaozhi, haven't you?"

"Where can it be?" Chen Baiyu covered his heart: "Na Nai is my favorite in this life."

While arguing, the two followed Song Zhi and walked to the front desk.

After the commissioner in charge of the prizes registered him, he went up to tidy up the big red flowers on the tricycle, asked for a photo with Song Zhi, and then claimed that they could take the car away.

Song Zhi glanced at the tricycle, let alone.

Although these three wheels look extremely hip against the backdrop of the first prize Maybach, the quality is indeed very good.The body is silver, the primer and the silver plating on the surface look polished, the steel chain on the wheel axle is also shining brightly, and the carrying space behind it is not bad. If you go back to Qingyuan and use it to pull goods, it must be very good.

Chen Baiyu patted the seat of the car with his hands, and worried from the side: "How are you going to fix it?"

"Let's drive here and go back on a tricycle? It's funny, isn't it?"

Song Zhi pressed the bell on the front of the car, and the delicate little device immediately made a crisp "ding bell".

"It's pretty good." Xiang Bin also thought the three rounds were good, especially since they were free.

"I'm asking you, Zhi'er." Chen Baiyu pressed his chin for three rounds: "How should we deal with it?"

Song Zhi replied: "What else can I do? I'll take you back."

Chen Baiyu glanced at the two long and narrow black leather seats on the car: "The width is not as wide as my buttocks. When you turn a corner, I can't lean over?"

"I can tie it up for you with big red flowers." Xiang Bin grabbed the big red silk in his hand.

Chen Baiyu: "Where is the pig?"

Song Zhi finally smiled, and for the first time in the past two days, a little joy appeared on his haggard face: "Bian Sanqian can take you, but can't my tricycle take you?"

He thought for a while: "I'll find a courier and send it directly to Qingyuan."

Hearing this, Chen Baiyu's expression became a little more serious, and he hurriedly asked, "Are you still planning to go back?"

Xiang Bin also persuaded him: "This courier fee is enough for you to buy ten three rounds."

"Zhier, you should stay in Beijing honestly." Chen Baiyu said, "You also open a tea house in Beijing, come back from there as soon as possible."

After he finished speaking, he gave Binzi a wink.Seeing this, the latter agreed, "Yes."

"It's better to drive at home."

"Isn't the market in Beijing not as fragrant as that small place?"

Song Zhi pursed his lips: "That's definitely not the case."

Xiang Bin persuaded again: "You can buy from there, but the tea house, the big tea house has to be opened in Beijing!"

Indeed, the biggest customer of their tea house is currently in Shandong, and Beijing is closer... and the Qingyuan market is already very saturated. Although their tea house has government channels as a favorite, it is still difficult to get ahead.

but……

No more.

"It's so inconvenient to go out." Chen Baiyu persuaded him from time to time: "Whatever appearance you want in Beijing, my brothers can help you find it."

"Don't go back, Ang?" Seeing that Song knew he shouldn't, he asked again: "Are you listening?"

"I heard." But Song Zhi didn't reply positively, but only said: "Let's talk about it later."

He turned to the prize commissioner and said, "Let's go to the car show first, and then pick it up later."

"Ok."

The three of them continued to walk in until they entered the last exhibition hall.

An A8L with four laps was parked on the bright and clean booth. The front of the car was simple and low-key, and the shape of the lights was quite beautiful.Song Zhi was walking, but suddenly stopped, and stood still in front of it, as if he had developed a strong interest.

Chen Baiyu: "What?"

The car sales in the Audi area are also busy. A salesman in a dark blue suit strode over. He first took a look at Song Zhi, and then asked, "How are you, sir? Do you want to test drive?"

Song Zhi stared at the car without looking at him: "Okay."

The salesman opened the car door respectfully, and Song Zhi walked over from behind, and sat in the driver with luxurious interior and spacious space.With a slender figure and a natural posture, he felt a lot on the soft leather seat, as if he liked it very much.Song Zhi looked at the HUD display board. Although the questions he asked were not so knowledgeable, he was not stage frightened at all.

The salesperson secretly felt that this customer must be from a wealthy family, and today's performance is likely to be promising.

Until Song Zhi got off the main driver, he was ready to follow the salesman to draw the card, but the amount on the card pulled his mind back to reality.

"I remember," he said.

Xiang Bin: "What?"

Song Zhi replied, "I have no money."

Seller:"……"

Good brothers: "..."

Under the eager gaze of the salesperson, Xiang Bin coughed awkwardly: "Would you like to scratch mine first?"

"No need." Song Zhi refused, "I'll come back to buy it after I earn money from the tea shop."

"Buy it, you can't count on earning money, so don't wait any longer, the combined cards of both of us are enough." Chen Baiyu said.

"Thank you," Song Zhi shook his head, "I won't buy it yet."

"Can you count enough?" Chen Baiyu clicked his tongue, "You really have a big heart."

"Remember, I had a little money in my pocket before, and I lost it all to the slot machine." Song Zhi was also very embarrassed, and turned to the salesman and said, "Sorry, I wasted your time." Maybe it was because he was used to being lavish before he lost his memory. , The shot has always been generous, I don't know where the illusion came from, I feel that I can afford it.

"It's okay." The salesman laughed dryly and closed the car door again.

"You really don't want to buy it?"

"Well, wait for me to earn another two months." Song Zhi said.

"Two months?" Chen Baiyu hooked his neck as if he had heard some joke: "Do you know how much Binzi earns as a police officer after working so hard? How do you say it looks like money is easy to earn?"

"Is it hard to earn money?" Song Zhi asked.

Chen Baiyu's eyes widened slightly, as if he was choked by his words, and after a second of stunned, he began to laugh again: "No, I said Song Zhi."

"What are you doing with your brother and me here?"

"You sell tea, it's awesome for you."

Song Zhi has always had no concept of money, and he just earns after spending. He has no future plans, and he doesn't have any anxiety about money.

"I will have money." Song Zhi's tone was very certain.

Chen Baiyu glanced at the salesman, then leaned into Song Zhi's ear: "You say you're crazy."

"Let's go, don't pretend to be aggressive here, I feel ashamed."

"I'm serious." Song Zhi reiterated.

The two good brothers looked at each other.

Xiang Bin laughed happily: "Okay, I believe you!"

After walking out of the exhibition hall, Song Zhi still couldn't forget the car: "What do you think of the car just now?"

"People introduced it to me, but I didn't quite understand it."

Xiang Bin: "I don't really understand either, I only like my little Buick."

Chen Baiyu said, "Ask Fang Chengyan."

Song Zhi said coldly, "Don't ask."

"I'm not going to give you a shit with him, you can ask, the three of us don't have any connoisseurs."

……

President Fang here is at lunch time, and just a second ago, he opened the chat box with Song Zhi——

But he wouldn't say a word.

Apart from business, he would not easily chat with others. Fang Chengyan is a well-behaved person who can be called downright boring, and chatting will only reveal his boredom even more.

When the screen is about to turn off automatically.

Song Zhi's dialog box suddenly popped up a message.

Fang Chengyan picked up the phone, feeling a little unbelievable.After all, they haven't spoken for half a month.

The other party got straight to the point and sent a picture: [New car. ]

[How about it? ]

Fang Chengyan opened the picture, and after reading it, he seriously commented: [It looks good. ]

[The paintwork is beautiful. ]

[However, the whole chain is a bit long, and it will take some effort to start. ]

[Leg room is slightly smaller. ]

[You have very long legs. ]

[Not sure if it will hurt your knees. ]

Song Zhi was sitting in a restaurant, with a smile that he hadn't noticed before slowly showing on the corner of his mouth.

[You really experienced. ]

[I drew a lottery. ]

The other party sent a surprised expression.

[sharp. ]

[Where is the driver's license? ]

Song Zhi replied: [Soon. ]

There was no heating in the restaurant, and Xiang Bin and Chen Baiyu were ordering at the front desk.Song Zhi's typing hands were cold, he changed his hand, put the other hand in his pocket, and asked, "When are you coming back?" ]

Fang Chengyan originally wanted to tell him about his current situation and how much he wanted to go back.But after making a call, deleting and subtracting, thousands of words were merged into three words.

[I ASAP. ]

Song Zhi looked at these three words, and after a long time, he replied:

[OK, just wait. ]

This sentence "waiting" makes people feel refreshed.

Secretary Han watched helplessly as the president in the office put down his phone, not even having lunch.Throughout the afternoon, the president completed all the tasks as if possessed by a workaholic.

He didn't even need to write the new contract with the investment company, the president finished it in a few clicks, and then went to discuss business with the foreign investor.

Six o'clock in the afternoon.

President Fang, who went up and down the stairs personally, put the document on his desk, and said: "Zhang Ming is here, give this to him, just sign it."

"So fast..." Secretary Han looked at the two stacks of documents. What kind of terrifying efficiency is this?

Before he could react, the president issued a new order: "Book a ticket for tonight."

Secretary Han nodded quickly, booked a ticket, and mailed the airline's receipt to the president's desk.

The president is away, and I don't know where he is busy, but his mobile phone screen is lit on the table.

Secretary Han took a quick peek.

I didn't see the nickname clearly, but I saw the latest reply from the president:

[I really want to see you now. ]

"..."

Wuhu!Secretary Han's expression changed.

The old tree is blooming!

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20 days of vacation woo hoo, here I am, here I am.