The sun was shining brightly on Sunday morning, and it was another good night's sleep. In the dream, Weiwei was like a warm harbor, embracing him.
After breakfast, Jing Gao and Li Mengwei took a car to a horse farm in the southern suburbs of Beijing: Tiandi Essence Pet Paradise and Equestrian Club.
Li Mengwei was wearing a down jacket and slim-fitting trousers, gently holding Jing Gao's hand and talking to him. Her flawless face was reflected on the glass window, and her charming peach blossom eyes were particularly moving, and her gaze was unreasonably amorous.
At the age of 22, she is at the peak of her beauty. Her fresh and enchanting temperament cannot be concealed after being developed by Jing Gao, which is picturesque and intoxicating.
"It doesn't matter if you turn down Professor Ji's painting course, right?"
Jing Gao said: "It doesn't matter. It will be the same if we go tomorrow. I asked someone to ask for leave for me. We have a good time today. I will ask Qinghan and Xiaohe to take some more photos of us later."
Young Master Xie called last night and invited him to go horse riding at Uncle Qian's racecourse. He could also buy a horse of his own and keep it there. He then asked Weiwei for her opinion, and it was decided if Weiwei had no objection.
After all, he was going to paint at the Central Academy of Fine Arts, and Weiwei had to wait for him outside for two hours. Although Weiwei likes to read books to kill time when she is alone. This is not good either.
Li Mengwei smiled softly.
The black Audi A8 arrived in the southern suburbs of Beijing and parked in the parking lot. Zhao Qinghan followed in her Jaguar sports car.
Jing Gao sent a WeChat message to Mr. Xie, and a few minutes later he saw Mr. Xie driving over in his Mercedes-Benz GLE, followed by Xie Shutong's white Tesla.
"Hey, where's Ye Zi? She's not here?" Jing Gao said hello to Xie An and Xie Shutong who came out of the car, chatting a little and asked.
Xie An sighed: "Hey, we had a quarrel this morning. She didn't come. Come on, I'll take you to say hello to Brother Qian, the owner of the racecourse."
"Ha!" Xie Shutong sneered, raised his bright red eyes, and turned to talk to Zhao Qinghan, "Qinghan, how do you take care of your skin so well?" If Brother Jing's girlfriend Li Mengwei hadn't been there, she would have asked her on the spot.
Exposing her brother. What was the reason for the quarrel? It was not because her brother went out to play and was caught by Ye Ning.
She and Zhao Qinghan knew each other. Brother Jing, it was she who helped Zhao Qinghan sign up for an acting class at Zhongxi Opera. And now Zhao Qinghan still has a position at Phoenix Film and Television, and her agent is signed with Phoenix Film and Television.
Xie An smiled guiltily and led a group of people to the main building of the racecourse amidst the barking of dogs. Along the way, there were rows of unknown trees, with only branches bare in the winter, full of a sense of northern desolation.
In a courtyard on the side of the main building, Uncle Yu was chatting. He had curly hair, some wrinkles on his face, and a cigarette in his hand. He was not much different from the image on the stage. Three people were sitting around the tea table. Two guests were accompanying them.
A big fat man named Sun is Xiao Yueyue's partner. The other one is Mr. Guo's apprentice Zhang Lan, a film director.
"Man, here we come." Uncle Yu stood up with a smile, shook hands with Xie An, and introduced each other. He was good at making friends and was good at everything. He shook hands with Jing Gao and said, "Mr. Jing, there is a coach over there at the racecourse.
Shall I take you to have a look? I heard from Xiao Xie, how many horses do you plan to buy and keep at my place?"
When a friend brings his friends over to play, of course he, as the host, must entertain them.
This was the first time that Jing Gao came into contact with Uncle Yu. He was a very humble person with a good sense of perception. He said: "I have this plan. But I don't know much about horses, so I will have to bother the teacher to give me a recommendation later. Today.
Mainly here to ride horses and experience it.”
"Okay." Uncle Yu agreed happily. With a cigarette in his hand, he took the lead and led everyone to the racecourse.
The entrance fee to this zoo in Uncle Yu is 20 yuan. There are not many tourists on the weekends in the cold winter. There are various small animals: dogs, cats, rabbits, pheasants, etc. There is a man feeding a little pony carrots at the racecourse.
Zhang Lan took two quick steps and introduced enthusiastically: "Mr. Jing, this is the little pony that my master and Uncle Qian often talk about on the stage. Later, some ladies can try to ride this kind of horse first."
Uncle Qian lives well and understands that half his life has passed. There is also status in the world. Making friends does not depend on status, only temper and character. Fatty Sun and Xiao Yueyue continue to act in business and can make money. But he wants to be in the film and television industry.
How could he not know the name of Mr. Jing? Not long ago, Phoenix Pictures had severely damaged Haotian Pictures, one of the top five companies in the film and television industry, by poaching people.
In fact, the entire Deyun Society has a desire to enter the film and television industry.
Jing Gao smiled and said, "Okay. I used to listen to the cross talk between Teacher Guo and Teacher Yu a lot, and I have an impression of it."
A few words of laughter.
Idaka and his team went to the dressing room of the racecourse to change into riding uniforms. Then they rode horses in the enclosed field under the leadership of the coach.
Jing Gao quickly became familiar with it and was not that scared. He stroked the horse's neck and walked with Xie An in the sand. He looked up at the sky and said: "One year, my company organized a trip to Yunnan and I rode a horse once. Now
Looking back, the sprint in the last kilometer was quite enjoyable."
Xie An rode on the horse and said with a smile: "You boy, you haven't even started equestrian yet, and you just want to pursue speed and passion. There has to be a process. If you want to go horse racing, there are many equestrian clubs here in the capital.
Oh, that Zhang Lan probably wants to get you to invest in a movie. You can decide for yourself when you have lunch later. However, Deyun Club’s movies are not good at the box office. Of course, Uncle Qian’s acting skills are on the line."
Because the development momentum of Xia Shang Real Estate is very good, the pocket money given to him by his father has increased recently. Wasn't it because he was talking about life with a yoga teacher and anchor of a certain website, and ended up catching some clues for Ye Zi.
Jing Gao laughed, "Okay, I know it well. Mr. Xie, how did you get to know Teacher Yu?"
Xie An smiled and said: "By chance, I helped Uncle Qian a favor. Besides, I also like horses. After I bought Wangwang, I fostered him with Uncle Qian. I became familiar with him as soon as I went back and forth."
Jing Gao smiled and nodded.
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Uncle Qian's zoo, apart from the desolate atmosphere of the north, overall looks like a farmyard.
Lunch was cooked in the yard next to it. Teacher Yu did the cooking himself, putting a white towel around his neck and setting up three or four wood-burning stoves. Sun Yue helped, lighting the fire with hard wood and stewing beef and other ingredients.
"Hey, Xiao Xie, are you going to finish the ride now? Lunch will take a while. You can walk around in the garden now. I'll call you when you're done."
Zhang Lan volunteered to be the guide. Xie Shutong told Li Mengwei to ask Jing Gao to come and have a conversation outside this common compound in the north.
Xie Shutong was also wearing the white trousers she wore when riding horses. She is already quite tall. This outfit made her long legs extremely visually impactful, slender and round, and unspeakably sexy. Coupled with her majestic and bright face
Her face is enough to make men ignore her beauty.
"Brother Jing, you can do it!" Xie Shutong said with a faint smile, facing the retreating figures of Li Mengwei and Zhao Qinghan.
