The next day, Qin Feng woke up leisurely. It was already eight o'clock in the morning.
He rolled over and sat up from the bed, stretched out, and felt comfortable all over.
Yesterday, I accompanied Wang Anruo on a walk from the beach along Binhai Avenue to Youth Square, where they often go for morning exercises, and found a small shop nearby where Qin Feng often went to have a barbecue meal.
That meal was the first time the two of them had dinner at a roadside stall. They were tired after walking all the way. They ate some kebabs that they thought tasted good, and looked at the bright sunset on the seaside in the evening breeze, as if they were surrounded by People have become cute.
After returning home, I didn't think about anything. After taking a shower, I lay down and slept until eight o'clock. After my tired body got enough rest, I naturally became more energetic.
"Anruo was finally picked up by her best friend last night. She suddenly received a call and said she had something to go to the company, so she left the car to me."
Qin Feng looked at the car keys hanging on the nails at the door and pondered.
"Since she said so, let's drive it first," he made up his mind: "I'll return the car to Anruo when I get back from the province."
Anyway, I'm not driving to the company, I'm just walking on the way to the high-speed rail station, so I don't have to worry about being seen by Da Liu and Xiao Wang.
The relationship with my colleagues is getting better and better, and the boundaries are becoming more and more harmonious.
Once the relationship between these men improves, sometimes the way they look at each other will change.
"Afraid of brothers suffering hardships and afraid of brothers driving Land Rover" is a typical male friend's thinking.
Women always think that their best friends will take them to lie down together when they get rich.
In the eyes of Da Liu and Xiao Wang, wishing their brothers a good life was limited to living. If they saw themselves casually driving a 300,000 Hongqi car, their molars would probably be broken in the next second.
After making a simple breakfast for himself, Qin Feng put away the dishes and began to choose what to wear for this trip to Quancheng, the provincial capital.
Wang Anruo finally bought Qin Feng the suit in the suit shop yesterday for a small cost of 10,000.
Although the size is very suitable for Qin Feng, and it is a finished product made by the boss according to Qin Wuxiang's figure, it is not as exaggerated as a custom-made model made for two months, and the price is greatly discounted.
Therefore, there is a big gap in quality with the top-notch suit hanging in Qin Feng's closet.
But Qin Feng didn't even think about it. He didn't even take a look at the suit specially prepared for the launch ceremony of "Spherical Electric Cloud", and directly put on the suit Wang Anruo bought for himself.
"You are going to fall out of favor."
Qin Feng smiled at the suit he was most satisfied with before, and then closed the closet door.
What hundreds of thousands?
What took two months to create?
It's all bullshit, reeks of rancid money, and no noble soul would bother to associate with it.
How can it be as good-looking as An Ruo’s gift? Money can't buy good intentions!
Oops, Qin Feng moved his shoulders, bent his legs, and grinned almost to the back of his ears.
“Comfortable and fits me perfectly.”
The Hongqi H9 was parked outside the community. I drove all the way to Guanhai High-speed Railway Station and dumped the car in the underground parking lot. When I came back, I took the high-speed rail. I just picked up the car and went straight to Wang Anruo's house.
It seems that he has not been to Wang Anruo's home yet. Qin Feng wonders whether it will be abrupt to visit him suddenly.
Of course, what I'm talking about here is not Uncle Wang's house, which we have made an appointment with long ago, but Wang Anruo's house in Qingcheng Community.
Qin Feng knew where she lived, it would be better to say that Wang Anruo took the initiative to tell him.
Since the relationship between the two has become better and better, they have endless things to talk about during morning exercises. Wang Anruo seems to have become more proactive and willing to talk more about his own affairs.
The parking lot is free for the first half hour, but it costs 8 yuan for the next hour, which is extremely expensive. Parking your car here for a day costs 200 yuan.
There was news in Guanhai before. A certain E-brand BMW had been parked in a parking lot in Guanhai City for several years. The car was covered with dust. The parking fee alone was hundreds of thousands. It was said that it was due to the economic disputes in previous years. It became a ghost car.
The parking fee of 8 yuan may be painful to other people, but Qin Feng doesn't care at all. Let alone parking for a day, he can even afford to park hundreds of thousands like that BMW.
After checking in and passing through the gate, Qin Feng straightened the collar of his suit and looked back through the huge floor-to-ceiling glass in the waiting hall at the busy Guanhai Road. Qin Feng's identity seemed to be parked on the other side of the gate.
"No one knows me when I go to Quancheng, so I can finally enjoy it."
The food, food and accommodation all have to be of the best quality. This is my first time in Quancheng, so of course I want to enjoy all kinds of things.
Take a look at the famous fountain, stroll around Daming Lake, and at night overlook the city from the tallest and most luxurious hotel in Quancheng...
It was just like the weekend I spent watching the sea before I met Wang Anruo.
He smiled slightly and turned to look at the luxury store next to him. The dazzling array of shops in the car shop all had IQ taxes.
It's not that the goods in the store are not good, but the price includes the station's expensive store rent.
Except for those who are really in a hurry and have needs, there are also rich people who have no idea about money.
Qin Feng walked into a luxury store with his hands in his pockets. When he came out, he had already put on a pair of low-key but handsome sunglasses on his face. He also had the men's ring he just bought on his finger. This was his previous one. As a habit, those discerning women will infer your net worth and taste through all your details.
"It just feels right."
He smiled slightly, not shying away from the increasing number of onlookers.
If you have a well-proportioned demeanor and a perfect height, a decent suit, mysterious sunglasses, a flowing and unobtrusive hairstyle, and most importantly, you are handsome, then you will be looked at twice wherever you go.
"Is he a star?"
"It looks like the male CEO in the TV series. That suit is so handsome!"
"If you're handsome in a suit, you say he looks like a CEO. If you're ugly, you might say he looks like a driver. If he wears white gloves, he's probably Commissioner Jing Zunda."
"I took a photo and asked my friend if he was her brother."
Domestic cameras have no sound or flash when taking pictures, but Qin Feng is always keenly aware that someone is secretly filming him.
After all, the numbers on the system pop-up window are skyrocketing, and now there are more than a dozen.
He suddenly looked back at the two girls who had put away their mobile phones in a hurry, smiled helplessly, and went to wait for the bus elsewhere.
"He looked at me, he looked at me!"
"What are you going to do?"
"I'm going to see if he's in the same car as us. I'll change seats with the person next to him... If he gets off at Quancheng, I'll get off too!"
"You're not going back to the capital? The instructor has asked you to go back by name!"
"Oh, it doesn't matter if it's a day late." The woman trotted to chase Qin Feng: "Sometimes you only get the chance to risk your life once in a lifetime!"
Qin Feng, who got on the high-speed train, lowered his head and sent a WeChat message to Wang Anruo, saying that he was on the train.
He originally planned to post a selfie to report it, but after the high-speed train slowly started to move, he was shocked and alert. It seemed that all the seats around him were surrounded by young women.
Is there such a big difference in the ratio of men to women taking high-speed rail now?
He reacted immediately, and his expression changed from stunned to helpless.
Qin Feng has Qin Feng's troubles, but Qin Wuxiang also has Qin Wuxiang's troubles!
"Fortunately, the little jealous king stayed in Guanhai, otherwise something would have happened!"
Qin Feng thought of Wang Anruo, and a happy smile appeared on his lips. He turned to look out the window and took a picture of the scenery.
On the other side, Wang Anruo, who was judged by Qin Feng to be still working in Guanhai, not even doing morning exercises and still sleeping at home because the sun was shining, was about to leave Guanhai.
At the largest airport in Jiaodong Peninsula, a special plane is about to take off from the airport.
The professional flight crew is preparing for the final inspection before takeoff. The sweet smile and soft and clear voice of the stewardess echo in this special plane.
"Dear passengers, this flight is from Guanhai to Quancheng. Please fasten your seat belts. We are about to take off."
There were all employees of Huatian Entertainment on the plane, from Zhu Cheng to the accompanying employees. Zhu Cheng almost took away the most elite team of the company.
Although Capital Studios requires that they must have a team when auditioning for a role, but what if?
You can't just go there by yourself and take Aunt Liu and Fang Nianwei with you, right?
Doesn’t it appear that there are too many people that we take it seriously?
"Nianwei, don't look at your phone on the plane, you may get dizzy easily."
"Well, I won't watch it after we take off."
Wang Anruo sat with Aunt Liu. She nodded, looked at the photo sent by Qin Feng, and raised the corners of her mouth slightly.
"Um?"
Suddenly, Wang Anruo's eyes froze, and his phone screen turned off and then turned on again.
She enlarged the photos sent by Qin Feng. They were all scenery. No problem. There were green fields outside Guanhai North Station.
She frowned, looking at the subtle reflection on the glass.
