What Jing Gao was doing was not as busy as Xie An thought. He was busy relaxing, drinking and chatting by the pool with five beautiful stewardesses, instead of talking privately with the VIPs at the reception.
The thirty-one-year-old beautiful young woman Chen Mingshu is very good at chatting. After two or three sips of good wine, Jing Gao started chatting with her.
On the other hand, Zhou Lusi, a pretty girl who was still in her junior year at Shanghai University of Foreign Studies, was very inexperienced and relied on Jing Gao to drive the conversation.
Bai Jin, the youngest stewardess, was a little reserved. After being held by Jing Gao and tenderly fed him a few sips of wine, she followed Jing Gao's wishes and called him "brother" in a playful and shy manner. She never dreamed that she would be chatting with a tycoon like Brother Jing.
In the aviation school, the little sisters joked about "catching a rich husband", and the men she met and chatted with during the past six months on the plane were all younger brothers to Brother Jing! Who can have such power as him?
Jing Gao has a high emotional intelligence and excellent chatting skills, but he cannot be considerate at the same time. Therefore, when he was chatting with Chen Mingshu, Zhou Lusi, and Bai Jin, the plump and graceful 25-year-old beautiful young woman Hao Siqing and the naturally charming second Cao Yun, a 12-year-old college student from Beihang University who is about to graduate, went to swim a few laps in the swimming pool before coming back.
The two beauties walked out of the swimming pool wearing swimsuits of different styles and colors. The water droplets slid down their white legs. They were really beautiful.
"Xiaoqing, Yunyun, you two are really like two mermaids! You are extremely charming." Jing Gao praised.
"Brother Jing..." Cao Yun, who was wearing a light purple backless two-piece swimsuit, was 1.67 meters tall. Her watery big eyes with hooks looked at Jing Gao charmingly, and she lowered her head shyly. The charming style is like the waves in a swimming pool.
Hao Siqing, who was wearing a light pink off-shoulder ruffled conservative swimsuit, smiled sweetly, took over Chen Mingshu's place, knelt in front of Jing Gao, raised her pretty oval face and spoke to Jing Gao, "Brother Jing, So am I beautiful or is Yunyun beautiful?"
Jing Gao smiled and touched her head, "Xiao Qing, what's your problem? Isn't this making things difficult for me, Fat Tiger?"
Several girls covered their mouths and laughed, and the atmosphere was harmonious and harmonious. The moonlight outside the window shines elegantly.
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As the housekeeper of the villa, Li Xin had a little free time after successfully hosting the reception. After contacting his subordinates through the radio headset, he learned that Sister Lan was serving Jinggao, so he asked her to send a message.
Sister Lan was ordered not to go to the swimming pool, but to take the elevator to the fifth floor. Because the night in Hong Kong Island in early March was gradually cooling down, after having some fun, Jing Gao took five beauties, stewardesses, to the luxurious suite on the fifth floor to continue chatting about ideals and life.
Sister Lan looked for an opening, knocked on the door, came in after getting permission, looked down at her toes, and reported in the living room: "Mr. Jing, Sister Xin just said that your good friend Xie An is going to leave the reception. She has arranged for Mr. Xie to be there." Drink tea in the small hall and let me inform you."
"Well, I'll be there in a minute."
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Xie An saw Jing Gao change into casual clothes and walk in with a smile and calmness under the leadership of a charming maid. He put down the tea cup and the four words "dragon walks and tiger steps" came to his mind involuntarily.
"Lao Jing, long time no see!"
Jing Gao smiled and shook hands with Xie An, making a gesture to invite him to take a seat on the sofa, "Young Master, I'm sorry, something delayed me and kept you waiting for a long time."
In fact, when good friends meet again, shaking hands is a relatively distant etiquette. But Igao thought about it and did not use intimate etiquette such as hugging and hitting shoulders. He didn't want to put pressure on his friends.
Xie An glanced at Jing Gao's dry hair. He seemed to have come out to meet guests after taking a shower. He had a rough idea. He and Jing Gao were of the same age and had been dating since college. He smiled and said: "Okay, you kid! You can find the time to do this if you can."
Jing Gao laughed, took the tea from Sister Lan, held the celadon tea bowl, and said, "What have you been busy with recently?"
"Me, I am just fooling around in the capital. Now my old man is doing well in Xia Shang Real Estate, and as his son, I am also a beneficiary." Xie An shrugged coolly.
Jing Gao smiled and said, "Don't be like Zhu Yu and take the title of the Fourth Young Master in Beijing."
Ever since the Dream of Red Mansions wrote about the Four Great Families of Jinling, various secular titles such as the Four Great Families and the Four Young Masters became popular during the Republic of China. But in Jing Gao's opinion, this is quite silly, because knowledgeable people know that people with these titles do not represent the most powerful and top wealthy families!
The simplest example is that the four major families in Dream of Red Mansions actually have very limited power. Not even relatives of the emperor. Jia Yuanchun is just a noble concubine. The relatives of the emperor's family are counted starting from the queen.
A few years ago, there was a ranking of the top four young men in Beijing. The son of a high-end catering boss was also on the list, as was a bankrupt man who relied on his wife to film movies to support him. You know this kind of list? Ranking moisture.
Xie An waved his hand. He didn't drink tea. He had already drank a little too much tea just now. "No, I keep a low profile. Most of it is just picking up girls and playing with sports cars." As he said that, he tilted his body slightly toward Jing Gao, worried. He said: "Lao Jing, my old man has been in the limelight on Hong Kong Island recently. Of course he can't compare with you. I heard some rumors that someone is planning to kill him."
As a son, he was very worried about his father.
Jing Gao smiled slightly and said with relief: "Young Master, Mr. Xie will be fine. First, you have to believe in the security force I have equipped for him. Daystar Company is quite famous among defense contractors around the world.
There are spies and agents from countless countries outside now waiting to cause trouble for me. I won't be careless when it comes to security.
Second, I have reached an agreement tonight with the real estate developers here on Hong Kong Island to jointly develop the northern metropolitan area. There had indeed been rumors before that real estate developers on Hong Kong Island were going to launch a commercial war against Xia Shang Real Estate and were ready to take action.
Give them some courage now! "
Xie An smiled and shook his head, "Okay, I believe you. I feel that what you are talking about is too far away from me. Is it because you are too rich that outside institutions are watching you?"
Jing Gao smiled and said, "It's hard to say!" Of course not. Mainly because of his chip manufacturing factory.
Chip manufacturing is an important tool for a big country. Unfortunately, he had already shipped back a large amount of second-hand equipment before the Ying family's ban came out.
Secondly, his aesthetics (luxury clothing brand), financial layout, and strength may make some people unhappy.
Xie An raised his hand, "Don't talk about this topic. When we talk about it, I feel that my level is too low. Your kid's urn may go to that cemetery in the future. Hey, I support the matter between you and Shutong. As long as You can convince my dad."
Jing Gao spat out a sip of tea and said, "Don't talk nonsense. It would be a great honor to have a national flag draped on my body after my death! It would be considered as honoring my ancestors."
Also, I didn’t even ask you about your kid’s marriage, but you talked to me about Shutong. Talking about this can easily hurt our feelings. "
Xie An laughed and scolded: "Shit! If I don't talk to you, the problem doesn't exist? It's not like you didn't see Shutong like that in the afternoon. What can I say as a brother? Anyway, there are no illegitimate children now. Young Master. You can't give Shutong her status, so be nice to her. I see that girl is unhappy, and I feel very depressed inside. Sigh..."
Jing Gao looked at the sea view outside the window and sighed softly. Shutong, Shutong..., he couldn't help but think of those days and nights in the capital two years ago. At that time, he was still a newbie, not the predator he was now.
Xie An said what he said, and stopped talking about his sister. He chatted with Jing Gao about his recent experiences on Hong Kong Island, and said with emotion: "Wang Junlou's ship landed in Yizhou, and the King of Jinling secretly lost his temper. As soon as you arrived in Hong Kong Island, , everything stopped, it was really awesome! I felt like I was witnessing history.”
Jing Gao smiled and pursed his lips, "You kid! How can history be so easy to witness?"
He knows it clearly in his mind! So he would say to An Yi: "Many people now compliment me and say that I am His Majesty the Emperor. But we would be foolish to take it seriously."
But he was still sober, and the praise and recognition from his good friends made him feel very happy! Wang Jun's building ship left Yizhou to bury Soochow. He came to Hong Kong Island to give his financial power a firm foothold and defeated Lenny Mellon and others!
After thirty years of life, it’s time to realize something!
