In the taxi, Xiang Que held the phone and walked to the driver's side and asked: "Master, I want to ask you, what kind of place is this China World Trade Center Phase 3? Do you know it? Have you been there?"
"Do you know Zhongnanhai?" the driver squinted his eyes and replied calmly.
Xiang Que groaned, nodded and said, "Everyone in the country knows this."
The driver's words and eyes were extremely profound and said: "For people like us, China World Trade Center Phase 3 and Zhongnanhai are the same. Where are they the same? These are places we can't afford to go, and they are too far away from my life.
, if you ask me if I know it, I definitely know it, because I drive by it almost every day, but if you ask me what’s inside, I can only shake my head. I can only look at that kind of place.
That’s all, I’ve heard what I heard from hearsay, but who knows whether it’s true or not?”
Xiang Que said: "Then I'm quite curious, tell me about it."
Taxi drivers in Beijing may be the most chatty drivers in the country. Once they open up their chatterbox to you, it will be difficult to stop it. They can chat with you from beginning to end for a distance of twenty kilometers. When will they talk to you?
Until when I vomited, they were able to talk about everything from the domestic livelihood to the US election. Their knowledge was not ordinary, and it sounded reasonable to you, so I made a regretful mistake by talking to the driver.
, he almost vomited when he arrived at the third phase of China World Trade Center.
"China World Trade Center Phase 3, to put it bluntly, is a place where rich people go. If a meal there is more expensive, I may have to drive for more than half a year to afford it. Even if it is cheap, one meal may be enough."
Our family of four has been eating for a month. The shopping mall is really luxurious. It’s full of big brands, gleaming international brands. It’s too expensive and we can’t afford it...” The driver was eloquent and spitting, but the image was introduced.
Looking at the China World Trade Center Phase 3 in his eyes, Xiang Que was left with only one thought in the end. The quality of this place is quite high.
"Master, you are so good at talking. Haha, I can see it. Your wife must be happy, right?" He got out of the car to pay, closed the door to Xiang Que and walked into China World Trade Center Phase 3 with his hands in his pockets.
The taxi driver said proudly from behind: "I have practiced speaking for many years, and I have mastered the essence of it. If I put down the steering wheel, there may be another legend in the Japanese film and television industry... The golden little tongue, it works so well."
Xiang Que walked to the China World Trade Center gate with his hands in his pockets, looked up, and felt nothing other than the grandeur of the place. He walked into the hall with his arms swaying, came to the elevator door, stretched out his hand, and pressed the button.
When the door opened, he stepped in and a bunch of white-collar workers from the International Trade Center crowded in behind him.
After the people in the elevator came in, they immediately dispersed to the side, leaving only the space near the door free. There was a woman in casual clothes holding a canvas bag in her hand, her head lowered, and she was dressed like a girl.
It's quite ordinary, but it gives people a powerful feeling. The people next to her have a tacit understanding and don't stand together for her.
Xiang Que stood at the back. He glanced at the back of the woman in front of him and felt that she looked familiar, but for a moment he couldn't remember where he had seen it before. When the elevator rose upwards, the people inside gradually disappeared.
On the next floor, only Xiang Que and the woman were left.
"Ding" The elevator reached the 88th floor. After the door opened, the woman seemed a little surprised. As soon as she turned around, she saw Xiang Que passing her.
"Xiang Que?" The woman was slightly startled, not expecting to meet him here.
Xiang Que blinked, thought for a moment and smiled: "Haha, that... Sister Yan?"
Last time in Jinbihuihuang, Zhang Yan helped him out. Xiang Que had been confused about this person, and he didn't expect that he would bump into Li Yan when he came to see her.
Zhang Yan looked at the number of floors, pointed to the opened elevator door and said, "Are you here?"
"Ah, let's do something." Xiang Que walked out of the door and said politely: "I'm a little busy, and you're here too? That's a coincidence. I'll go find you when there's nothing else to do."
Zhang Yan smiled and said, "Come to me on the 100th floor."
On the eighty-eighth floor, Xiang Que stood in the corridor and looked around. The corridor was very clean and spacious. There was no one in the corridor from one end to the other, and there were no signs hanging out. It looked like it was just
It seemed like the entire floor was abandoned.
Xiang Dian took a cigarette and took a puff, then he raised his head with some feeling. On the wall above the corridor, a camera slowly turned toward him.
On the 100th floor of the China World Trade Center, Zhang Yan got out of the elevator, holding the phone in her hand and dialing numbers as she walked. When she entered the lounge area of the club, a young man in his thirties was flipping through a magazine. When he saw her coming in, he waved hello.
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"Yan, the business is very busy, and you don't even take a glance at such a big-name customer sitting inside," the young man squinted his eyes and said slightly dissatisfied.
"Hey, Changqing." Zhang Yan was startled, then walked to sit opposite the young man, crossed her legs and said, "Xiang Que came to China World Trade Center Phase 3, the 88th floor, and went alone."
"Why did he go there?" Qi Changqing asked in surprise on the phone.
"I didn't know. I just met him in the elevator. I guess he knew Li Yan's identity and came here for some reason. I guess there is some dispute between them?"
Qi Changqing thought for a moment and said: "Don't worry about it, just let him be."
"Haha, can I ignore it? You love your junior brother so much and come to my territory, you think I can ignore it?" Zhang Yan said a little angrily: "You should just leave it alone. If anything happens, I will take care of it then."
Deal with it”
After hanging up the phone, Zhang Yan immediately said to the man opposite: "Li Hao, when did you return to the capital?"
"The night before yesterday," Li Hao replied, then frowned and asked, "Who did you say was on the 88th floor of China World Trade Center just now?"
"A kid," Zhang Yan said with a smile.
"Where does this kid come from that deserves your care?" Li Hao asked inquiringly.
"Evergreen Junior Brother"
"Ah, then you really should hold it in your hands and take good care of it. Otherwise, if something happens to the child, you will easily kneel down to him if Changqing is anxious. This man is too charming and you are trapped in it," Li Hao said with a grin.
Zhang Yan glanced at him and said lightly: "You mean I'm a bitch?"
"In matters of love, who is easy to say and who is cheap or not? This has to be said to be a sacrifice."
Zhang Yan suddenly sighed resentfully and said helplessly: "Then why do I have to keep giving so carelessly?"
Li Hao gritted his teeth and smiled: "Who makes you so proud of him? You are at a disadvantage in this regard."
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