At noon, Zhang Yang and Pei Xiaoru returned from their heart-to-heart talk, and Pei Xiaoru's whole appearance changed.
Originally a generous and generous girl, she became somewhat shy and timid, looking like a woman in love.
Pei's father and Pei's mother saw it in their eyes and were happy in their hearts.
"Uncle and aunt, since you are here, please stay a few more days and have fun." Zhang Yang raised his wine glass and toasted Dad Pei on the wine table.
"No, no, there are still things at home." Dad Pei's face was red and his voice was hearty.
Originally, they came here with a mission, and they were always in a heavy mood, but neither of them ever dreamed that they would be able to make a difference in another village.
Look at the son-in-law in front of you, his appearance and temperament.
And the courage to wave millions.
To say something that is not appropriate to say, it is simply the blessing that their family cultivated in their previous life.
"Well, my dear son-in-law, her mother and I have discussed it carefully. I think you still have to take back the money. It's not appropriate. We will buy the house ourselves." Dad Pei said again.
Mother Pei on the side also nodded vigorously.
"Yes, we can't ask for this money, so how can we ask for your money? As long as you are good to Xiaoru, we will be relieved, and we won't need anything else."
"Uncle and aunt, don't be polite to me with this money. It's just to buy a house. Please go back and help me look for it. Think of it as my gift to Xiaoru." Zhang Yang shook his head and smiled.
After several pushbacks, Pei’s father and Pei’s mother had no choice but to acquiesce.
Or, he accepted it half-heartedly.
"Look back, wait until we have finished looking at the house, and we will wait until the troublesome son-in-law takes over." Father Pei said with a smile on his face.
"As long as Xiaoru likes it." Zhang Yang said with a smile.
On the side, Pei Xiaoru couldn't help but her cheeks turned red, and she hugged the arms of the person next to her happily.
At noon, the meal was a feast for both host and guest.
The Pei family's parents were extremely satisfied. Pei's mother pulled Zhang Yang. It was the mother-in-law looking at her son-in-law. The more she looked at him, the more satisfied she became.
"Xiao Zhang, Xiaoru has a strong temper, so please be more patient."
"I will, Auntie." Zhang Yang smiled and looked at Pei Xiaoru, who was looking at how many little women there were, and felt the completely different look of this old classmate.
"Okay, we can rest assured." Mother Pei immediately felt relieved.
Pei Xiaoru's parents were returning from the high-speed train the next day. They didn't plan to go out for a stroll in the afternoon, so they just wanted to go back to Pei Xiaoru's residence.
Zhang Yang guessed that their family must have something to talk to Pei Xiaoru privately.
Downstairs from Pei Xiaoru's residence, Zhang Yanggang stopped Cullinan.
"Xiao Zhang, come up and sit down?" Mother Pei enthusiastically invited.
"I..." Zhang Yang was just about to speak when the cell phone at his hand rang.
He glanced at it and saw that it was Beiwei's phone number.
Pei Xiaoru sat aside, looking at it clearly, pursed her lips, and suddenly turned back to look at her parents, "Mom and Dad, Zhang Yang has something else to do in the afternoon, let's go up first."
"That's fine." Pei's father and Pei's mother nodded and had no choice but to give up.
After the family of three got out of the car, they watched Zhang Yang answer the phone, raise the window with a wave of his hand, and then slowly leave the place.
"You Xiaoni, you are hiding everything from your parents." Watching Cullinan leave, Pei's mother turned around and looked at Pei Xiaoru, happy and angry. "Such a good boyfriend, I really don't understand why you are hiding him?"
Pei Xiaoru smiled but felt a little guilty.
If he was really a real boyfriend, she would certainly be eager to tell the whole world about him immediately.
But actually? It's just in name and in name, no, to be precise, it's in name and in name. How can such a thing be said? What if the real owner comes forward?
"Come on, let's go up and figure it out as a family, where to buy a house. When the time comes, we'll find an opportunity to invite Xiao Zhang to Pengcheng and finalize the house together." Pei's mother said with a smile, pulling up her daughter.
"Yes, that's the truth. People gave Xiaoru several million. Of course we have to ask what they mean before we buy a house." Dad Pei nodded.
Pei's parents, who were immersed in joy, pulled Pei Xiaoru, who was a little guilty, and went upstairs together.
At this moment, Zhang Yang was still driving to Yunheng Building.
This time the system incident was almost the same, and the actual harvest was nearly 190 million.
So much money.
Before, although he returned 150,000 yuan a day, which was more than half a billion yuan a year, after all, it was money that had not yet reached his pocket, it was money from the future.
But now, with one hundred million to tens of millions in mind, this is called full of confidence and profound foundation.
Moreover, he also holds two industries.
Yinghai's Xingcheng Tiandi Commercial Street can also bring him tens of millions of rental income a year, not to mention the Yunheng Building office building in Shanghai and the accompanying businesses.
The income is tens of millions a year.
Although the money is in the company's account, I can withdraw it anytime and anywhere if I want.
"Am I considered a hero after walking out of Novice Village?" Zhang Yang looked out the window and was in a good mood.
With an industry, a cash flow of less than 200 million, and a fixed daily cash rebate, he has finally taken another solid step on the road to true glory.
In the afternoon, Zhang Yang's Cullinan stopped at the entrance of Yunheng Building.
In just a few days, everyone in the building, from management to security, knew that this Cullinan was the car of the building owner, Mr. Zhang.
Therefore, as soon as Zhang Yang parked his car, a smart young security guard trotted over.
"Hello, Mr. Zhang." He bowed and saluted.
When Zhang Yang walked towards the elevator in the high-ceiling lobby, he trotted to press the elevator button again.
"Nice young man."
Zhang Yang said casually without any cost. Seeing the excitement of the security boy, he didn't mind making his image appear more approachable in the eyes of everyone.
Outside the interior design company on the ninth floor, Zhang Yang walked straight in.
In the conference room, one could see at a glance that the company's chief design director was turning on the projection and showing the plan to Bei Wei.
"Husband, come and take a look." Beiwei waved with a little excitement.
"This is Mr. Zhang, please sit down quickly."
Upon seeing Zhang Yang, this thirty-year-old female design director was very enthusiastic. She quickly greeted him and arranged for someone to bring tea and water.
Zhang Yang sat down next to Bei Wei, drinking tea while looking at the plan with Bei Wei.
The design director stood in front of the screen and began to explain his design concept.
“The entire project style walls are mainly cement gray in color, and then matched with various woods to give the overall texture.”
"The lighting is natural sunlight plus warm yellow light, which mainly brings out the style and warmth."
"In terms of area division, it is mainly a book bar, a coffee shop, plus a rest area. The cashier can be integrated into the ordering area."
The design director uses a professional vision to show the renderings and tell his own ideas.
"Husband, what do you think?" Bei Wei asked softly.
"It's good. As long as you like it, this store can be completely according to your ideas. You can use it to your heart's content. Maybe it will be the next Eslite Bookstore in the future?" Zhang Yang said with a smile.
"I don't dare think about that." Bei Wei smiled and hugged Zhang Yang's arm.
The designer above looked at this scene and couldn't help but think in his mind, girls who act like a spoiled child are the best. Look at this girl, hugging her thighs, she can have whatever she wants.
The plan has been presented, although it has not been finalized and there are still many details that need to be discussed.
However, Zhang Yang and Bei Wei didn't plan to switch to another company, so they directly placed their order with this interior design company.
As for the budget, it can be done within roughly five million.
There are no expenses such as rent, and because I don’t care about profits, I just want to please myself, so there is no need to join other brands, everything is done according to my own preferences.
The renovation cycle takes several months.
After the decoration was completed, the popularity of the roast duck was almost gone, and Beiwei just happened to come over to the bookstore safely.
Outside Yunheng Building, Bei Wei stood beautifully in front of the future book cafe and took photos.
Then, she lowered her head and posted on WeChat Moments.
By the way, I added the text:
[The book cafe sponsored by my boyfriend is about to set sail, and the omnipotent circle of friends is asking for the name of the store. 】
In the blink of an eye, there were likes and comments.
Bei Jiajia: Just show off, I don’t believe you, sister, can’t think of a name.
Beiwei wrinkled her nose and snorted.
Pure nonsense.
Okay, so what?
If you have a boyfriend who dotes on you so much, shouldn't you show it off? Shouldn't you show off?
Zhang Yang looked at his phone and naturally saw Bei Wei's circle of friends.
He liked it but didn't comment.
"Husband, have you decided on a name?" Beiwei hugged her gently.
"You also know that I am the one who made up the name. Now, this important task will be left to you." Zhang Yang smiled and rubbed Beiwei's black hair, decisively rejecting it.
"Excuse, when you were a copywriter, you were full of flowers and brilliant writers." Bei Wei raised her face and said softly.
Beiwei said so, Zhang Yang had no choice but to use his little brain.
He didn't want to make any homophonic jokes, or make it too formal, or even put two people's names in it in a creative way.
"Just call Youjian Shuka. It's easy to understand and doesn't use verbose words." Zhang Yang suddenly thought.
Beiwei muttered something, and her eyes became brighter as she muttered. Then she couldn't help but stand on tiptoes, hugged Zhang Yang and gave him a passionate kiss.
"Full marks." Her eyes were full of light, and she seemed to be a little adoring.
Zhang Yang's face was hot, and he felt a little embarrassed when he felt Bei Wei's admiring eyes.
"Is this too much praise?"
"No, you think you have to be someone who is talented in literature. In ancient times, there was an inn, and now there is a book club. I, Bei Wei, must carry forward the book club." Bei Wei gently hugged Zhang. Yang's neck said.
Looking at Beiwei's high-spirited appearance, Zhang Yang really couldn't think of how a book cafe could flourish.
But what the heck.
As long as Beiwei is happy, it's fine. Anyway, the original intention of opening such a store was just to kill Beiwei's time.
It was getting late, but I didn't expect Bei Wei to insist on going to the company.
"Book Cafe will be a few months away. At least for now, I have to sign up for a few more Magic City franchise stores."
Faced with such a dedicated little sweet girl, what else could Zhang Yang say?
He had no choice but to drive her to the company.
Downstairs of the company, Zhang Yang watched Bei Wei hurriedly walk into the company, basking in the sunset, watching the crowds coming in and out of the office building, as well as the white-collar workers who cast envious glances at his Cullinan from time to time.
It feels so satisfying in my heart.
On the mobile phone, in the high school class group, everyone is bragging and spanking.
Since the last party, Zhang Yang has gone from being a transparent person to the front of the stage. Even if he is not in the group, there are still people who always @ him.
At this moment, someone in the group mentioned a Mercedes-Benz E, and everyone was happily discussing it.
"When it comes to good cars, although your car is good, it's not that good. Zhang Yang's Cayenne is better than your car by more than one margin."
"Where's Mr. Zhang? Show off your Porsche."
Everyone was half joking and still remembered the Porsche Zhang Yang drove at the last party.
"Haha, that's my fault. In fact, I originally planned to switch to a Porsche this time, but my dad asked me not to be too high-profile. Zhang Yang, please take a photo of the steering wheel. I will show it to my dad and let him know. , I am not high-profile, but naturally some people are."
This time the classmate who picked up the car also @Zhang Yang.
Zhang Yang looked at the conversations in the group.
The guy who picked up the car didn't go back last time. I heard that his family was in business, and he was always in a hurry, but he was said to be doing quite well.
"No, you still dare to touch me?" Zhang Yang was amused.
He is low-key and doesn't like to show off, but that doesn't mean he will be secretive.
He looked at the steering wheel of his Cullinan, showed his wrist, took a photo, and then left the group.
It was very real in the group, and there was an uproar instantly.
"Damn it, Cullinan, is it an online picture?
"Dear the Audemars Piguet Royal Oak and drive the Cullinan? Brother, I asked you to issue Cayenne, so don't scare us?"
"Well, Zhang Yang, you're going too far. What we want to see is Porsche, Porsche. Don't scare us with pictures online."
It’s better to pretend half and leave half, it’s nice to just brush off your clothes when you’re done.
But Zhang Yang never likes to play with suspense.
He found his driving license, opened it, blocked his personal information, took a small photo and threw it into the group.
There was no movement in the group.
I guess many people have clicked on the photo to enlarge it.
Zhang Yang put down his cell phone and drove Cullinan directly back to COFCO Seaview One.
In the evening, when he got home, Zhang Yang opened the Gaggenau refrigerator without any haste, took out a piece of Wagyu beef, and prepared some Wagyu beef fried rice to enjoy the joy of eating alone.
Half an hour later, in front of the dining table.
Zhang Yang was eating the fragrant Wagyu fried rice and took out his mobile phone.
"Huh? So much news?"
At a glance, he saw countless unread messages in the high school group, as well as various @him messages.
Click on it.
"Damn it, Zhang Yang turns out to be the true god."
"Driving Cullinan, wearing Audemars Piguet, and reaching the pinnacle of life, Brother Zhang, it turns out that I am superficial and too ignorant."
"In front of Brother Zhang, even if I drive a Porsche, I'm not qualified to be high-profile. I'm just a little Karami!"
"Brother, Brother Zhang, I am planning to go to the Magic City to develop my career recently. Please give me some advice."
Zhang Yang watched the messages in the group with interest, but had no intention of responding.
Meng Baihan chatted with him privately.
"Classmate Zhang Yang, that photo of you in our class really stirred up waves with one stone."
"It's my fault, didn't they ask me to take the photo?" Zhang Yang replied with a smile.
"Have you gone back?" Meng Baihan asked with a small expression.
"At home, I'm having dinner right now." Zhang Yang replied to the message while eating.
"I've just finished eating." Meng Baihan seemed to be smiling every word, "By the way, the scenery on your balcony must be beautiful, and isn't the wind by the Huangpu River very pleasant?"
Zhang Yang put down his bowls and chopsticks and looked at the balcony.
At this point, thousands of lights are on, and the lights on the Bund opposite are brightly lit, and the skyline in the distance is reflected like daylight by the lights of the Magic City.
He picked up his phone and took a picture.
The Huangpu River, river cruise ships, and the century-old Bund are all within sight.
Then he sent it to Meng Baihan.
(End of chapter)
