Liu Handong wondered: "What is the origin of Zhongyanhuang? He is so awesome. I have gone to collect debts before, and it seems very ordinary."
Zheng Jia said: "The company you went to is called Yanhuang Overseas Construction Corporation, which is a subsidiary of China Yanhuang. The Yanhuang Energy Service Company you are joining now is also a subsidiary. They all belong to China Yanhuang Energy Corporation, which is a state-sponsored company.
One of several new companies reorganized and established after the oil industry, it belongs to the Energy Security Leading Group of the State Council and is related to national energy security. Of course it is awesome."
Liu Handong suddenly realized: "Then I have become a member of the system?"
Zheng Jiayi laughed: "You are only an employee of the company and have no establishment, but it is not impossible to do well. In short, this career is suitable for you. I am optimistic about you."
Liu Handong took a sip of water and said, "Didn't you say you wanted to treat me to a drink? Why did you drink water instead?"
"Oh, wait a minute, I'll change my clothes and go out." As soon as Zheng Jia went back to the bedroom to change clothes, the door was ajar, and the rustling sounds inside made Liu Handong scratch his head and think about it.
In the scene in the villa, I wanted to go into the house and kiss Fangze, but I was worried about offending Zheng Jiayi, which would be self-defeating.
Liu Handong is also considered the number one person in Omi. He has many female friends, and they all admire him, such as Xuan Donghui, Jin Luobing, Song Shuang, Huo Ying, etc., all of them are excellent beauties, but Liu Handong asks them to
He didn't have much interest, and he basically never did anything to feel sorry for Ma Ling. However, in front of Zheng Jiayi, he always felt that he couldn't control himself and was about to make a move, but he also had a sense of powerlessness that he couldn't control the situation. He was worried about gains and losses, and was in a dilemma.
The arrogance of the past.
As soon as Zheng Jia changed her clothes and came out, she saw Liu Handong's changing expression and asked curiously: "What, are you feeling uncomfortable in your stomach?"
"No, no." Liu Handong quickly adjusted his mood and jumped up from the sofa: "Let's go."
As soon as Zheng Jia took her bag and car keys and went downstairs, her car was parked downstairs. It was a brown Mercedes-Benz G-Class AMG off-road vehicle. It was square, rugged and powerful. The car was expensive, more than three million.
The selling price is not acceptable to ordinary wealthy people.
Liu Handong walked around the car twice and praised: "The shape of this car is very similar to the BAIC Zhanqi. It's very earthy. Why doesn't Mercedes-Benz design it more streamlined?"
Zheng Jiayi said: "I think the appearance is pretty good. The 6.0-liter twin-turbocharged engine and excellent chassis. The gearbox is the essence of a car. I chose this car because sometimes heavy rains in Beijing can turn into
Ocean, AMG can bring me enough sense of security."
Liu Handong nodded solemnly, opened the door and sat in.
Zheng Jia drove forward. She had good driving skills. Although there was a pass with red background and white letters under the windshield, she drove in a well-behaved manner and never violated traffic rules.
Liu Handong was not familiar with Beijing and had no idea where Zheng Jia took him. Finally, the car stopped in front of a bar. The two got out of the car and entered the store. The waiter greeted Miss Zheng politely.
This bar mainly sells beers from various countries. Zheng Jiayi ordered two beers and said to Liu Handong with a smile: "Have a try."
Liu Handong picked up the wine glass and looked at it. The beer foam was extremely fine, the glass was thick and sticky, and the wine was a little turbid.
"It won't go bad, right?" Liu Handong was doubtful.
Zheng Jiayi smiled and said nothing.
Liu Handong felt that he was a bit earthy. He tasted the beer and found that the malt aroma was rich, but bitter, and the concentration was obviously very high. The malt concentration of ordinary beer is only eight degrees, and this beer has at least ten degrees.
"Is this beer?" Liu Handong smacked his lips.
Zheng Jia smiled and said: "Of course this is beer, and it is pure top-fermented Ale beer. It is brewed with European barley and uses Bavarian craftsmanship in the 17th century. The beer you often drink is bottom-fermented Lager beer, which has less yeast content.
So it is clear and transparent. The main raw materials used in domestic brewing are rice instead of barley, and very little malt is used. There is no taste of beer, but it is just yellow and foamy bitter water."
Liu Handong was speechless and drank silently. Compared with Zheng Jiayi, he was a complete idiot. He usually drank locally produced Snowflake Beer. It was not a problem to drink a box of beer by himself. He was also complacent in thinking that his alcohol capacity had increased. In fact,
In the eyes of people who know how to drink, what they drink is just bitter water, which is embarrassing and humiliating.
In order to regain his face, Liu Handong pretended to be thoughtful: "It's really good. It seems that I will buy that kind of imported beer in the future."
Zheng Jia said: "That won't work either. It's still industrial brewing. If you want to drink it, just drink the beer handcrafted by masters. For example, the one we drink now is the work of a small brewery in Belgium. The annual output is less than ten tons.
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"That's too little. Things are rare and valuable, so isn't it very expensive?" Liu Handong rubbed the beer glass, savoring the taste, feeling like Zhu Bajie eating ginseng fruit.
Zheng Jiayi chuckled: "Many things cannot be measured by money. If drinking ordinary beer can bring happiness, then it's not a bad idea."
Liu Handong was unwilling to accept the gap after drinking this time, but he had no choice but to do so. With different origins and different life trajectories, the income gap could be caught up, but the style gap would be difficult to catch up with.
After finishing his beer, Zheng Jia looked at the time and said, "I'll treat you to dinner."
"You can't drive after drinking," Liu Handong reminded.
"Of course, there is a driver." Zheng Jia arranged for the bartender to contact the driver early in the morning. On the way to the hotel, Zheng Jia received a call from the company and had urgent matters to deal with.
"Sorry, let's wait for another day. Where do you live? I'll take you back first." Zheng Jia said.
Liu Handong said that he had checked out and had nowhere to go.
"Let's do this, you book a room at the China World Hotel and stay there first, and I'll treat you to dinner tomorrow."
The car first took Liu Handong to the Guomao Hotel. Liu Handong came to the front desk and asked about the price. The cheapest special executive room cost 1,851 nights. He immediately turned around and left, carrying his bag for a long walk before looking for it.
Stay at a fast hotel.
At noon the next day, Liu Handong received a call from Zheng Jiayi: "Meet you at the door of the hotel at six o'clock. I will pick you up. Remember to wear formal attire."
Liu Handong checked out of the house, found a stew restaurant on the street to fill his stomach, and wandered around for a few hours. On the way, he also walked into a shopping mall to look at the price of men's clothing. Formal clothing can easily cost several thousand yuan.
I can't afford it, I just think it's too wasteful, and I don't wear it much on a daily basis. It's not worth buying such an expensive outfit just for a meal.
Six o'clock arrived, and Liu Handong stood in front of the Guomao Hotel on time. A Mercedes-Benz drove up, and the rear window lowered, revealing Zheng Jiayi's face: "Hi."
"Hi." Liu Handong also said hello. He noticed that Zheng Jiayi was wearing a very formal evening dress with a pearl necklace hanging around his neck. On the other hand, he was wearing an M65 jacket, jeans, tactical boots, and a bag.
Totally out of tune.
After getting in the car, Zheng Jiayi complained: "Didn't I remind you to wear formal clothes?"
"It's just a meal, the worst thing is not to eat Western food." Liu Handong said carelessly.
"The appointment has been made." Zheng Jiayi was not displeased and patted the driver on the shoulder: "Xiao Li, I can lend you some clothes."
The driver was wearing a black suit and had a similar build to Liu Handong. He readily took off his clothes and handed them over.
Liu Handong was unhappy, but he still changed his clothes. Zheng Jiayi invited him to dinner, and he had told him in advance to wear formal clothes. This was his fault.
The Mercedes-Benz arrived at a Western restaurant and the two got out of the car. Zheng Jiayi suddenly thought of something and took out a silk scarf and wrapped it around Liu Handong's neck, making it look more formal.
The atmosphere of the Western restaurant is very good, the lights are elegant and dim, the piano is melodious, and the waiters are all handsome young men. The sterling silver candlesticks, crystal clear chandeliers, and shiny tableware all make Liu Handong feel uncomfortable.
There were silver tableware, three forks, and three knives in front of him. Liu Handong was immediately confused. It was not that he had never eaten Western food. He had eaten steak several times at Haoxiang Lai in Omi. Western food should only have one pair of knives.
Fork, why do you do so many things?
"Waiter, get a pair of chopsticks." Liu Handong snapped his fingers.
Zheng Jiayi couldn't laugh or cry, and said to the waiter with a professional smile on his face: "I'm sorry, he is joking with you."
Liu Handong lowered his voice and said, "I really want to use chopsticks."
"Just feel free to do it. Western food etiquette follows the local customs. Don't be too rigid. I'll teach you." Zheng Jiayi picked up a knife and fork to demonstrate.
The waiter brought the menu. The sheepskin-gilded menu itself was a work of art, but it was all in French, and Liu Handong couldn't understand it at all.
"What do you want to eat?" Zheng Jia looked at the menu.
"Eat meat." Liu Handong said.
"Okay, let me order your steak. How rare do you want it to be?"
"Eight points."
"Seven points, thank you." Zheng Jia said to the waiter, his face slightly red. It would be embarrassing to bring Liu Handong here today.
Fortunately, Liu Handong didn't make any jokes during the meal. After all, he was trained at Haoxiang, and he could still master the basic use of knives and forks. However, Zheng Jiayi had some small problems. There was a salad in front of her, and she looked at it twice.
He looked at it, beckoned the waiter over, asked for the menu, looked at it, and said, "Change the salad."
The waiter took the salad away and brought a new one a moment later. Zheng Jia looked at it, still frowning and stopped touching the salad.
When paying the bill, the foreign manager came to apologize in person and talked to Balabala. Zheng Jiayi communicated with him in French, and the communication seemed to be very pleasant.
This meal was invited by Zheng Jiayi, and he paid for it with a black Centurion card.
"What did you say just now?" Liu Handong asked while picking his teeth. He had eaten a belly of seven-mature steak and was satisfied.
"The recipe for the salad just now said that it used Italian Parmesan cheese. The cross-section of this cheese should be slightly rough and look like straw, but the cheese they used has a smooth cross-section.
If Si used it incorrectly, the salad would certainly not taste authentic, so they gave us a discount." Zheng Jiayi explained.
"You have to pay so much attention to eating Western food?" Liu Handong held back the second half of the sentence, "It's so boring."
"I'm a foodie." Zheng Jiayi chuckled and took Liu Handong's arm, "Let's go watch the opera."