The sand on the Golden Coast of Nandaihe is golden yellow, like gold, hence its name. In the early morning, the waves come and crash on the coast.
"Papa...", cross out...this onomatopoeia is wrong.
"Wow..."
The tide receded slowly. A few seagulls were flying on the sea level. The refreshing sea breeze blew on the beach.
At about nine o'clock in the morning, Deng Ran and Ye Jing were eating a nutritious breakfast in the restaurant on the second floor. Both of them were wearing very casual, homely casual clothes, and both looked radiant. One was pretty and the other was bright and lovely.
people.
Jinggao finished his exercise early, wore a loose nightgown, and looked at "Border Town" in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the living room, with his legs crossed and very leisurely. His black iPhone was placed on the coffee table next to him, and there was a cup of warm tea.
Deng Ran and Ye Jing both understood what happened to each other and tacitly avoided this topic. Otherwise, given the closeness between best friends, Ye Jing might ask Deng Ran about the details of last night.
"Of course, where should we go today? I haven't looked at the tourist map yet." Ye Jing asked while eating eggs with a fork.
She tossed and turned last night, Brother Jing was so necrotic. She told him clearly but he didn't tell her earlier, which made her feel tormented when he was caressing her in the hot spring. He picked her up at night and ignored her.
She had been eaten by Brother Jing for more than an hour in the morning and had no time to look at the travel itinerary.
Compared to yesterday, Deng Ran's pretty eyebrows were a little more charming. She picked up a straight cup and drank milk, and said in a clear voice: "It depends on his arrangement. I can do it."
Ye Jing looked at Deng Ran seriously.
"Sister Jing~" Of course Deng Ran understood what this meant. He had just said that he should pay attention to rest, and he suddenly became coquettish. He laughed and laughed, and the gap between the two slowly disappeared. Just at this moment, Deng Ran's cell phone vibrated.
She has a lot of admirers, and they will send her messages from time to time to ask her for her welfare. The message is from Yao Sheng, the classmate next door: "Of course, didn't you say last time that you wanted to do an internship abroad during the summer vacation? I have a friend..."
Create something out of nothing.
Deng Ran did not look down, pressed the screen, and said quickly: "Yao Sheng, thank you. I am preparing to take the postgraduate entrance examination." After replying, he said: "Sister Jing, I am preparing to take the postgraduate entrance examination. I have to rent a house when I get back."
Ye Jing happily said: "Let me help you keep an eye on it! It's safe and convenient to rent it on campus. However, I'm really afraid that you will leave after graduation next year. Then we can still be together for at least three years. Why... why did you suddenly change
Got an idea?"
We were in the hot spring last night and Ran Ran said she wanted to leave.
Deng Ran's pretty face turned red and she refused to answer. She was forced by Brother Jing with a gun last night, so she had no choice but to agree.
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There are many resort facilities on the Gold Coast. Igao had already made arrangements, and Xiaoga had already arranged the route.
The rest of the morning was spent playing golf at the Aranya International Golf Club and the driving range. After having a sumptuous lunch here, Igao casually used Alipay to pay the 200,000 bill. In the afternoon, he went to Lianhai Beach Charity
Sit in the library.
Jing Gao was very considerate of the two of them and did not arrange any scenic spots that required constant walking. Xiao Ran didn't say anything, but Jing Jing's beautiful legs were weak in the morning. He carried her from the bathroom back to the second bedroom.
After getting over the tiredness in the afternoon, the three of them went to the beach bar and sat at the wooden table outside the bar, watching the ups and downs of the sea and the crowds of tourists on the beach, including tents and children digging in the sand.
There is beach football.
Time goes by slowly.
This is life! Jing Gao squinted his eyes slightly and held hands with Deng Ran. Next to Ye Jing's slender legs under the table. She was wearing a pink short skirt, sunscreen, and colorless stockings.
Very comfortable!
Xiao He answered the phone and came over, "Mr. Jing, please contact the club. Their manager will come over to discuss with you soon."
Jing Gao stood up and said, "You two sit here for a while. I'm going to do some errands and I'll be back in half an hour at most. We'll buy a yacht from the yacht club together later, and we'll take the yacht out to sea tomorrow morning to enjoy the scenery."
Deng Ran was whispering to Ye Jing, sipping juice, and said in surprise: "Brother Jing, what's going on?"
Jing Gao smiled, kissed Deng Ran on the cheek, and said, "You'll know in the evening."
Go behind the bar and walk about a hundred meters to a cafe.
Later, a middle-aged man in a suit came over, shook hands with Jing Gao with a smile, and after greetings, sat down and said: "Hello, Mr. Jing! I heard that you want to buy Villa No. 12. The property in our club is not
They say they can’t sell it, but they must sell it at a premium.”
Jing Gao smiled calmly, "Manager Liu, the house price here is about 15,000 square meters. Villa No. 12 is more than 800 square meters, and the price is about 35 million!"
Manager Liu opened his mouth and finally said: "Mr. Jing is really quick to talk. Good!" The premium was nearly three times, and it would be disrespectful for him to raise the price even more. This is Mr. Zhao's friend.
Jing Gao stood up and shook hands with him.
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Qinhuangdao is close to the sea and has many yacht clubs. In fact, yachts that are popular among the world's richest people have not yet emerged in China.
There is a Shenglan Royal Yacht Club near the Ayana community, known as the first yacht club here.
"Mr. Jing, welcome!"
An account manager waiting at the door smiled and said that Gao Jing and his party were in the main building of the four-person yacht club.
"Mr. Jing, your assistant has made an appointment for us. Can we go directly to the second floor to see the model and introduction of the yacht?" A beautiful account manager, about thirty-four or five years old, invited Jing Gao and his group to go up to the second floor.
In view of the fact that Jing Gao was accompanied by two young beauties with different styles, the manager, a beautiful woman full of mature charm, was very restrained and asked the waiter to bring tea and water, and brought an iPad with an introduction to the yacht.
Fu Ye sat on the spacious modular sofa, slowly drinking tea and looking at the elegant environment here.
The decorative style is mainly sky blue, and the space is spacious and transparent. The furnishings are basically related to yachts and the ocean.
Mud, you really can’t believe the life of a rich man! He is now sure that his employer is not a billionaire, he is probably worth 10 billion!
Deng Ran and Ye Jing sat next to Jing Gao, looking at the yacht on their iPads, paddling left and right, unable to hide the surprise in their beautiful eyes. Now is the Internet age, and they have also seen some reports on the lives of rich people.
Very luxurious.
This time I traveled with Brother Jing, and everything was arranged by Brother Jing. I just felt that this level of convenience was in line with Brother Jing's status. But the sight of a yacht worth tens of millions made both of their eyes jump!
Listening to Brother Jing's advice, he planned to buy one, and then ask the club to staff the sailors, and take them out to sea tomorrow morning. This...
Brother Jing is like a book. They thought they had read it, they had been honest with each other, understood the root of it, and left a deep mark on him. But now they suddenly discovered that they had only read one page!
Jing Gao didn't pay much attention to the yacht at all. His goal was very clear and he said: "Manager Wu, I want to buy a mid-priced one. Can you recommend one?"
"Okay, Mr. Jing." Manager Wu agreed repeatedly, bent down and stood in front of Jing Gao, not minding that the white silk shirt in the aqua blue uniform skirt had a wide open collar, and said: "We have a 45 million yacht here..."
Idaka didn't bother to listen to the introduction of the manufacturer, performance, and maintenance costs. Good yachts are all customized by yacht manufacturers, and some cost US$200 million. He doesn't want to be in the limelight now, so he can just buy a mid-priced one.
"This is the one! Make arrangements and we will go to sea tomorrow!"
