Seeing Guan Ju'er pouting and looking aggrieved, before Yuan Xudong could respond, Fan Shengmei looked at her and joked:
"Since Mr. Yuan wants to pursue you, just agree to him. You have accepted the red roses they sent. What else are you embarrassed about?"
"Yes, Guan Guan, the flowers Mr. Yuan gave you are red roses, and the flowers he gave me are Bai Baihe. If you don't like red roses, how about we exchange them?"
Qiu Yingying glanced at Guan Juer's red rose and said with envy.
I didn’t know how to respond to Fan Shengmei’s joke. Seeing that Qiu Yingying wanted her own red rose, Guan Ju’er quickly changed the subject and said:
"Yingying, if you like red roses, I'll give you half. You give me half of Bai Baihe, and I'll give you half of red roses. Wouldn't everyone be happy in this way?"
"Yeah, why didn't I think of that?"
Qiu Yingying gave half of her Bai Baihe to Guan Ju'er, and took half of the red rose that Guan Ju'er handed to her and said happily:
"Guan Guan, you are so smart, you deserve to be an intern of the Fortune 500!"
"Yingying, you are also very smart!"
Seeing the two little fools sitting there dividing the flowers seriously, Fan Shengmei smiled and shook her head, glanced at the neon lights outside the car window, hesitated for a moment, looked at Yuan Xudong and asked:
"Mr. Yuan, are you serious about pursuing Guan Guan?"
"certainly!"
After taking a look at Guan Ju'er who was blushing, Yuan Xudong looked at Fan Shengmei and said with a smile:
"I am a straightforward person. I don't like too complicated interpersonal relationships. I just say whatever I think in my mind. Maybe it's because of work. Everyone likes to hide and complicate simple things. I don't like this.
But you have to do as the Romans do.
When we first met, Miss Guan gave me the impression of being quiet and reserved. I like simple girls and hope that my future girlfriend will be as gentle and gentle as Miss Guan.
Of course, this is just my unilateral thought. I don’t know what Miss Guan thinks. If Miss Guan is not disgusted with me, we can get along and give me a chance to take care of her!"
Hearing what Yuan Xudong said, Fan Shengmei touched the blushing Guan Ju'er with her elbow and muttered:
"Guan Guan, what do you think?"
Looking up at Yuan Xudong, Guan Juer quickly lowered his head and played with red roses and Bai Baihe and said:
"Sister Fan, I don't know what I think. What do you think I should do?"
"Of course it's your decision on this matter!"
Having said that, Fan Shengmei quickly added, worried that Guan Ju'er would retreat in the face of the battle:
"Of course, if it were me, I would definitely agree. It's not about getting married and having children. You can get along with Mr. Yuan. If you feel it's inappropriate, he can still eat you?"
When Fan Shengmei finished speaking, seeing that Guan Ju'er was still hesitant, Qiu Yingying crossed her arms and said in support:
"Guan Guan, didn't you say that your mother wants you to find a boyfriend as soon as possible, otherwise she will let you go on a blind date? Just think of it as a blind date now. Mr. Yuan is sitting there, do you like him more, or do you hate him?
Does he have more?"
Seeing Guan Ju'er blushing and speechless, Yuan Xudong didn't expect to get it right in one step. He just had to plant a seed in her heart. With daily watering, it would take root and sprout and grow into a towering tree one day. He thought
Here, he looked at Fan Shengmei and Qiu Yingying and smiled:
"Okay, let's not talk about this topic now. We will talk about it later. We will be arriving at the Hilton Hotel soon. Get ready to get off!"
When she heard that she was about to arrive at the Hilton Hotel, Qiu Yingying, who had been looking forward to it for a long time, couldn't help but ask:
"Mr. Yuan, what should we eat tonight?"
"I don't know. What is on the menu that you like to eat? How about we just eat it tonight?"
"Okay, thank you Mr. Yuan!"
Seeing Yuan Xudong chatting with Qiu Yingying and Fan Shengmei, everyone's eyes were no longer on her. Guan Ju'er breathed a sigh of relief and glanced at the handsome Yuan Xudong. Guan Ju'er asked herself, among all the people she had met,
Yuan Xudong is the most handsome, richest and most elegant man, and he is also about the same age as himself.
If she brought Yuan Xudong home, her parents, as well as her seven aunts and eight aunts, would definitely be very satisfied. However, she always felt that something was missing, but she couldn't tell what it was. She took a look at the display
There were red roses, Bai Baihe, and Dvořák's CDs on the table. When Guan Juer felt that she was about to find the answer, Qiu Yingying pushed her and said strangely:
"Guan Guan, what are you thinking about? We've arrived at the Hilton Hotel, let's get out of the car quickly!"
"good!"
Abandoning the fleeting inspiration, Guan Juer smiled again and walked out of the car hand in hand with Qiu Yingying. Yuan Xudong and Fan Shengmei were standing outside the car waiting for them. The four of them walked to the Hilton Hotel not far away, waiting for them.
After entering the hotel and disappearing, Sun Jianhong looked at Xia Weijun and He Shipei who were surrounding him and said with a smile:
"Mr. Yuan gave me a sum of money, which is our reward today. Should we go in to eat first, or should we divide the money equally?"
Xia Weijun replied directly:
"Split the money. If you have time, bring your wife and children over for a meal. It's not fun for a few grown men to go in and eat!"
Seeing Sun Jianhong and Xia Weijun looking at him, He Shipei nodded slightly in agreement, then looked at Sun Jianhong and asked:
"Don't you need us to follow Mr. Yuan?"
Sun Jianhong shook his head slightly and said:
"No, Mr. Yuan has specifically told us that he will contact us if anything happens. Besides, he wants to pursue his girlfriend, so it's not appropriate for us to be light bulbs next to him!"
Hilton Hotel, in a window seat, Yuan Xudong and four people were sitting around the table. Fan Shengmei sat opposite him. Qiu Yingying and Guan Ju'er sat on his left and right sides. Looking at the lights of thousands of houses outside the window, Fan Shengmei looked at her face while drinking champagne.
Zui Zui said:
"Mr. Yuan, I heard that you can see the entire night view of Shanghai from here. Is this true?"
"It's just an illusion. The condescending view will inevitably make people feel like they are at the top of the mountain, looking at all the small mountains. Shanghai is so big, how can a small window accommodate it?"
Hearing what Yuan Xudong said, Fan Shengmei looked at him and smiled:
"Mr. Yuan, doesn't a big shot like you just know how to be at the top of the mountain and see all the small mountains at a glance?"
"How am I a big shot?"
Yuan Xudong raised his glass to invite a drink, clinked the glasses with Fan Shengmei, took a sip of champagne and said with a smile:
"I am just an ordinary person who is rich, handsome, and talented. In my opinion, those internationally renowned writers, musicians, etc., they are the real big shots, even if they die a hundred years ago
, they still live in their works, leaving the most precious spiritual wealth for the entire human society!"
"Mr. Yuan, you are so humorous. Not to mention the internationally renowned great writers and great musicians, ordinary people like you are just rich, handsome and talented. Then we, the real ordinary people,
What is a human being?”
Fan Shengmei deliberately bit the real ordinary person and said, before Yuan Xudong could respond, Qiu Yingying, who was sitting on his left, raised her hand and replied:
"I know, counting pigeons, Qu Xiaoxiao's father said that our community is simply not a place for people to live. The environment is not good and the houses are like pigeon cages. So aren't we just pigeons living in pigeon cages?"
"Maybe it's a fly!"
Guan Juer looked up at Qiu Yingying and added.
Knowing that Guan Ju'er and others were very satisfied with the Ode to Joy community, Yuan Xudong responded:
"I think the Ode to Joy community is quite good. It has convenient transportation, a strategic location, good greening, and the spatial layout of the houses is also very reasonable. It's quite suitable for living!"
Hearing what Yuan Xudong said, Qiu Yingying looked at him and said excitedly:
"I also think our community is very good. Mr. Yuan, have you bought a house in Shanghai?"
After hearing Qiu Yingying's straightforward question and seeing the three of them looking at him curiously, Yuan Xudong said without changing his expression:
"I own two houses in Shanghai. Because I travel frequently, I rent out the houses. I usually stay in hotels or rented houses near the company. I like to live in lively places!"
After hearing that Yuan Xudong rented his house to someone else, Qiu Yingying said curiously:
"Mr. Yuan, how much rent do you charge every month when you rent your house to others? Do you need the tenant to pay the property management fee?"
Shaking his head slightly, Yuan Xudong made some calculations in his mind and said with a smile:
"I collect rent once a year. Including property management fees, the annual rent for the two houses is more than 2 million. It can be regarded as an investment. If the house price rises, you can sell the house to earn the difference, and you can still earn rent in normal times. It is basically
A business that is sure to make a profit without losing money. Shanghai is an internationally renowned metropolis and housing prices will definitely rise in the future. Buying a house now is the right time!"
Hearing that the rent of Yuan Xudong's house was so high, Qiu Yingying secretly smacked her lips. She originally thought that if the rent was cheaper, she would rent a house instead, but now she doesn't have to think about anything. Selling her house is not enough, let alone buying a house.
Guan Ju'er looked at her and smiled, then looked at Yuan Xudong curiously:
"Mr. Yuan, houses in Shanghai are already so expensive. If it goes up again, will anyone be able to afford it?"
"Let me tell you a joke. There was a man who sold pearls for forty yuan each, but no one paid any attention. He asked a wise man for advice on how to sell his pearls. The wise man didn't say a word, but just listed the price of the pearls.
The price was changed from 40 yuan to 400 yuan, and as a result, there was an endless stream of people buying it.
After the pearls were sold out, the pearl seller was very happy. He felt that anyone who refused to buy at 40 and insisted on buying at 400 was a fool. A few years later, when his son got married, he needed to give the woman a pearl, so he went to the market to think about it.
He bought another pill, but someone else sold it for 4,000 yuan. He had to bear the pain and bought one pill, thinking that he was the fool. Who do you think is the fool?"
Without waiting for Guan Juer and others to respond, Yuan Xudong asked and answered himself:
"There are only so many houses in Shanghai. People from all over the country are running to Shanghai. Everyone wants to stay in Shanghai to buy houses and cars. In addition, there will only be more and more money in the market. In the future, there may be 500 yuan.
Even currency with a face value of 1,000 yuan.
In the final analysis, money is just a special piece of paper with general equivalent properties. It itself is not valuable. When encountering an economic crisis, trillions will be issued. The more cash in hand, the more people will suffer. The amount of money has not changed, but the purchasing power has.
Greatly reduced, from this point of view, if prices and housing prices do not rise, wouldn’t the extra money be just waste paper?”
Hearing what Yuan Xudong said, Guan Ju'er was quite discouraged and said:
"Forget it, let it go up if it goes up. Five million and ten million are the same. You can't afford it anyway!"
After Guan Ju'er finished speaking, Qiu Yingying on the side nodded in agreement:
"Yes, I earn 4,000 yuan a month now. I have worked for a year without food or water and can't even afford a toilet. Do I still have a future in Shanghai?"
Fan Shengmei on the side smiled and said:
"If you work hard, you can still make money. It's a bit difficult to stay in Shanghai and buy a house or a car. Guan Guan is very hopeful. When she becomes a full-time employee next year, her salary will definitely increase rapidly."
Hearing what Fan Shengmei said, Guan Ju'er was quite worried and said:
"Our group of interns who joined the company all graduated from prestigious schools. I'm really afraid that people like me who didn't come from a top-ranked school will be eliminated later. My dad will definitely be very disappointed. He put in a lot of effort.
That’s why they sent me in for internship.”
"Guan Guan, don't worry, you will be fine for sure. Besides, even if you are eliminated, Mr. Yuan will still be there to protect you, so what are you worried about?"
"That's it, Guan Guan, will you move out and live with Mr. Yuan? If you move out, Sister Fan and I will be left to live in such a big room. I'm afraid the monthly rent will be too much."
I can’t afford it!”
Hearing what Qiu Yingying said about moving out and living with Yuan Xudong, Guan Juer's face turned red and she said in embarrassment:
"Yingying, what are you talking about? Who wants to move out?"
"You and Mr. Yuan are in love, why don't you live together?"
Looking at Guan Ju'er who was blushing, Yuan Xudong called the waiter to give some instructions. After the waiter nodded slightly and left, he looked at Guan Ju'er and said with a smile:
"Miss Guan, I heard from Miss Qiu that you like music, and your most admired idol is Dvořák. I am slightly proficient in the violin. I wonder if you have any favorite music?"
He glanced at Yuan Xudong in surprise, knowing that he wanted to play a piece for him. Guan Ju'er was also curious about Yuan Xudong's violin level. Anyone who dared to say that he was slightly proficient was either a layman who knew nothing, or
She was really good at it. She felt that Yuan Xudong should belong to the latter group. Thinking of this, Guan Ju'er looked at Yuan Xudong and whispered:
"Mr. Yuan, just play a piece of music. I don't know much about violin music, but I just like to listen to that melodious melody!"
"good!"
He walked towards the hotel staff responsible for playing the piano and violin not far away, and took the violin from the latter's hands. When Yuan Xudong's hands touched the violin, the system automatically started timing, and master-level skills were poured into his body and
Soul, let's talk to the person in charge of playing the piano. Yuan Xudong chose a relatively simple violin and piano ensemble - Praise of Love.