Six cards, followed by a few more pulled out from the wallet, all had designs in Chinese and more in English. An account manager standing behind the counter could tell at a glance that there was no hotel design.
VIP card, but he couldn't help but change his face slightly, because with the strength of the hotel, I'm afraid it can't issue a card of this level.
Citibank, UBS, Bank of China, Bank of Tokyo-Mitsubishi UFJ, Deutsche Bank, Société Générale...the highest-level platinum cards and VIP cards of several major domestic and foreign banks. It's natural for Yueji Kaoru to not care about these things.
I only know that it is a bank card, and only a certain amount of living expenses is debited from it every month, but the other people can probably recognize that almost all bank cards of this level have the function of unlimited overdraft, but they are not just
Some company-guaranteed unlimited overdraft cards are as simple as this. Without a net worth of hundreds of millions or an important identity, it is impossible for such cards to be issued to individuals casually. Zhang Jingfeng’s father can also own one or two such cards, but
The most valuable ones among them are not enough for identity. Let alone umbrellas, just throwing one of these cards casually can probably wipe out the entire four-star hotel at any time.
Clicking and clicking, after sorting out all the cards on the counter, the girl nodded lightly: "Sorry, it doesn't seem like there are any." Just as she was about to turn around, the account manager quickly called out: "Miss, please wait, we will help immediately.
Bring your umbrella over here. You can sit next to it first." He said, pushing the waiter beside him, "Xiao Xi, why don't you go get it quickly."
"……Thanks."
"Oh, you're welcome."
The rain was still falling quietly outside the house. The account manager said politely and didn't bother her much. However, a few people who had completed the check-out procedure couldn't help but look at the girl a few more times. They were also here.
In a moment, the waiter had brought a new umbrella and paid with the card according to the regulations. Zhang Jingfeng and others walked out and got into the expensive silver sports car.
I don’t know why, Zhang Jingfeng feels that his car is a little shabby now. Maybe running is the popular trend, because when he started the car, the cold but beautiful girl in a white sportswear was already holding an umbrella
He walked out of the gate, opened his umbrella, and ran into the light rain.
The sports car started smoothly and followed the girl out of the hotel.
"Are we going to Mr. Zhang's house now?" The car seemed a little dull and needed a topic. Miss Zhang spoke first, but her eyes were through the car window, looking at the girl trotting in the rain in front of her. Those banks just now
She only recognized one card. She had seen someone use it before - to be precise, she had shown it off. It was said that it was a symbol of identity and status. Looking at it now, it was really funny.
"Oh, no. The main business of my family is not in Jianghai. It is a villa that my father only lives in occasionally when he is on vacation. I heard that Miss Fang and Mr. Zheng were coming over, so I had it tidied up. I hope you can enjoy your stay."
"Oh? I heard that Mr. Zhang's career is here, right? Mr. Zhang doesn't live in this villa?" Miss Fang asked with interest, but her expression was a bit formulaic.
"The villa is a bit far from work, so I usually stay in a hotel." Zhang Jingfeng replied with a smile.
"Mr. Zhang is really working hard. I heard that the gentleman who wrote "East Wind Break" also sang for the first time in Mr. Zhang's restaurant, right? Neither Mr. Huang nor Mr. Zheng refused to tell me about that time. I really want to
I know."
Showing the most charming smile, the conversation finally got to the point. Zheng Zepei frowned slightly, while Zhang Jingfeng smiled lightly and talked about the situation that day. If he had known that the other party was interested in these things, it would not be surprising. The carnival party at Christmas
Later, the guy named Gu Jiaming had a negotiation with Mr. Huang and Zheng Zepei, and sold the copyright of several songs, but at the same time asked them to at least keep his identity confidential. Later, Zheng Zepei said hello to him. Although
He was happy to cause some trouble for the young man who had an affair with Lingjing, but Zheng Zepei had to give him face. He spoke eloquently about the scene that day, and Fang Yusi in the back seat listened attentively.
The wipers rhythmically cut across the windshield in front, and the drizzle in the air painted a bustling city that seemed to be shrouded in fog. When the red light turned on, the sports car stopped in front of the white line, and a bus entered not far away.
A stop, people getting on and off, a simple urban morning.
For a moment, the girl holding an umbrella ran past the car and turned to the other side of the street, which was different from the path they were taking. Then the green light turned on and when the sports car started, Zhang Jingfeng saw a black military jeep on the side of the road.
After stopping, a tall woman got out of the car and gave a standard PLA military salute to the girl in white sportswear.
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Rain, lights, bright windows, wires crossing the field of view.
The classroom in the early morning was cool and noisy at the same time. Students came in one after another, shaking the umbrellas in their hands, and then hung them neatly at the back of the classroom. While talking to their good friends, they patted their bodies. If there were any water stains on their heads,
Things can represent the concept of "spring rain", and the scene in front of you may be a relatively perfect interpretation.
In the back corner of the classroom, Kaoru took out the
He looked at the book he was going to use for class and glanced at the boy sketching on the white paper next to him.
"Today... people from the National Security Bureau found me."
"Eh? This morning?" Without stopping the movement of the pencil in his hand, Jiaming raised his eyebrows.
"Um."
"How rude, but in the final analysis, I want you to help contact Japan, right?"
"Well, so I gave them Tianyujun's contact information. They...probably misunderstood the purpose of my coming to China."
"Ha." Putting down the pencil in his hand, Jia Ming looked at her and smiled lightly, "No one can misunderstand. There are so many people in the Yuechi family and Gao Tianyuan. As an important member, if you come here alone, you will definitely be ignored.
Thinking that it is the link between the two parties, I am afraid that not only Yanhuang Awakening, Guoan, Dark Tianqin, Pei Luojia also think so. Who would know that you are just a vase for outsiders to see... Silly girl, your dad is really not
What a good person..."
"It was Mr. Tianyu who asked me to come to China..."
"Tianyu Zhengze is not a good person either. He already knew me, so he tried every means to drag me into trouble, also to get rid of you. As far as I know, his girlfriend Long Tangwei is a jealous person. In comparison, Long Tang
Tang Jing is much cuter... Well, but your dad is different. He doesn't know about me, but he still lets Tianyu Zhengze arrange for you even though he knows that you will be in danger. This means that you are really married.
My daughter, the water was thrown out."
Recalling the information he knew about the Yuechi family in his previous life, and the many things this most influential family in Japan had done to maintain its status, Jiaming shook his head and said with a casual smile: "The most important thing is that he is a Japanese
Dad. Come on, Japan. There are a lot of messes in that country. It is said that Japanese fathers will talk to their daughters. Of course, it’s up to you to decide whether this way of connecting with each other is healthy. You can also think that he
He is a great man."
"No, it's not...I..." Lowered his head, Yuechi Xun's brows wrinkled slightly: "Our family doesn't have that..."
"Oh, are you angry?"
Jiaming looked at the frown between the girl's eyebrows with interest, which was the same as her smile... No, perhaps it could be said that this was a rarer expression than a smile.
"...No." After being reminded like this, the girl seemed to have returned to her faint thoughts. She shook her head to express that she was fine. Jiaming smiled and said: "No, keeping your emotions can be a good disguise.
Basically, when you encounter such a statement, it is human nature to be angry. You can ask me to apologize, or challenge me after class. You can do these things with confidence. Because you are cold enough, you can behave in front of others.
To be angry or happy, you only need to use a very simple expression. As long as you do it well, you can confuse others. But if one day you are no longer Yuechi Xun, the expression you have now is not enough."
"But you won't apologize...and I can't beat you."
"Of course." Jiaming nodded matter-of-factly, "Because I told the truth, why should I apologize?"
As soon as he finished speaking, his hand suddenly swung down and grabbed Yuechi Xun's left hand. The sharp tip of the pen was pointed at Jiaming's lower abdomen: "Oh, this sneak attack... is not bad."
As if she was a child who had done something wrong and accepted punishment, Yue Chixun lowered her head and let Jiaming hold her hand. After a long moment, she said softly: "I... I like you to hold my hand, only...
...Only when you hit me, you would hold it like this..."
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…
After a moment of silence, the expression on Jiaming's face did not change, and then he nodded: "Very good, the expression is very good this time. When an ordinary boy is told like this, he will be sure to win. There is a saying in China,
A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. To complete the task I gave you to play with twenty men and two women during college and then abandon them, the accumulation now is very important."
It is the first time to teach such a difficult class of students. Now Jiaming finally feels a sense of accomplishment. The only drawback is: "...but you don't have to just follow what I teach you. You have to learn to draw inferences from one example."
The last time the two of them competed, Jia Ming completely twisted her arms until they were dislocated. When teaching the preliminary knowledge of disguise, he stroked the little hand of the defenseless beauty. Jia Ming used this sentence as an example.
Yuechi Xun's expression was obviously much more in place than when he said it last time.
…
…
No one noticed the two people sneaking around behind the classroom. Not long after, the school bell rang. After a while, Jia Ming frowned and asked, "By the way, Pei Luojia sent someone here again at the beginning of this month. Did the National Security Bureau tell you?
?”
Yuechi Xun nodded: "As I said, it seems... they intercepted it."
"Well, it is indeed them." He nodded, "I think if they did this, there is no reason why they wouldn't show off in front of you. This is also one of the bargaining chips. My intelligence sources are still narrow...
…National Security Bureau is also working hard..."
Looking at Jiaming's thinking face, combined with the content of what he just said, Yuechi Xun's heart suddenly jumped twice for no reason: "Gu Jun, you...have you been paying attention to the situation in Japan?"
"Of course, if you don't pay attention, what should I do if Pei Luojia goes crazy one day and suddenly comes to me..." Looking at Yuechi Xun's expression,
He nodded and decided to continue the ambiguity to the end, "Besides, since you are here, I have to ensure that you go back intact... Although I think that may not be possible, after all, you still have to play with twenty men..."
After saying this, Yue Chixun lowered his head to read a book, while Jia Ming was still lying on the table looking at the playground in a daze, thinking about something in his mind. You can feel that Dongfang Wan's gaze is projected on him again.
Of course, Dongfang Wan's matter is only secondary. The problem that is swirling in Jiaming's mind at the moment is the impact of a series of butterfly effects since his return.
In the original world, Yuechixun was of course contacted by her uncle, and she committed suicide a few years later. Her uncle was not dead, and contacted the power of Dark Tianqin to try to stop Pei Luojia, but at the same time, she wanted to
To recapture the Yuechi family, no one benefited in the end. Dark Tianqin finally failed to snipe Pei Luojia in Japan, and the Yuechi family was not spared. Gao Tianyuan later followed in the footsteps of the Yuechi family, and then came
Dark Tianqin, Yanhuang awakens.
At that time, I understood that the alliance between the Yuechi family and Gao Tianyuan was not as smooth as it is now. Although Tianyu Zhengze still saved Yuechi Xun, Tianyu Zhengze, who was an important member of Gao Tianyuan at that time, already had a secret
His girlfriend Long Tangwei, driven by a series of factors, the alliance did not go smoothly. But in front of him, Tian Yuzheng showed an enthusiastic attitude towards this alliance, so I am afraid that he had his own reasons, so he saved the
After Yuechi Xun, in the eyes of Tianyu Zhengze, he became the person behind Yuechi Xun. Even if he was not actually the person behind Yuechi Xun, he was still happy to facilitate it. After all, he also had a considerable sense of crisis when facing Pei Luojia.
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I am not a person with any national ideas, but I have been used to the days of bullets and bullets, but I have always lacked a sense of security. I want to take precautions for many things. When I was exposed to Tianyu Zhengze, it was something I deliberately facilitated. My thoughts at the time were
, if one day I am really targeted by these people in the dark world, since I am Chinese, and if I want to survive in China, I cannot let Pei Luojia become powerful. Although I have thought about not dealing with these people for the rest of my life, but how much power can I have?
The phrase "how much responsibility there is" can also be understood as how much power you have, how much trouble you will make.
If I were just an ordinary person, of course I wouldn't be able to save Marilyn and her daughter. Even if I could save them, I would just keep them here for a while. If I didn't die, I wouldn't get into trouble with the mafia and kill dozens of people. If I had enough
Pingfan, after he and Shasha were caught that time, he might have been beaten to death. Even if he escaped by chance, he would never come back and chop off everyone's heads. With power of this level, he would offend people of this level.
Very clear.
In order to prepare for a rainy day, when I felt responsible for Lingjing and Shasha, I "misappropriated" Peluojia's seven billion U.S. dollars and gave it to Kelly Fornim, just to leave someone who could help in an emergency.
, who would have expected that over and over, these more than seven billion US dollars made Pei Luojia very excited, and instead cleared out a large number of spies who were hiding in Yanhuang Awakening and Dark Tianqin. Then the conflict suddenly intensified, and Yuan Yori Chaochuang set his sights on the star.
This extremely stupid thing about the Dream was probably for demonstration, but after that, the atmosphere throughout Asia began to become tense.
The dark world can affect military and politics in a certain sense. It is naturally impossible to fight a war on the surface at the moment, but if the dark world starts in 1998 and is likely to happen more than ten years later, Jia Ming feels that it is true.
I'm a little depressed. I just want to live a safe and stable life, but I never expected this situation.
I put all the forces in my mind and conducted sand table deductions. Finally, I felt that although National Security and Yanhuang Awakening had taken action, they were mostly just using conservative methods to purge the country and deter overseas. It should not be possible to fight, so I was temporarily relieved.
I had been thinking about this matter all day. When school was over in the afternoon, it was still raining. Today was Thursday. I thought that Lingjing had already gone home to cook. She packed her things slowly and was about to leave with her umbrella. She stared at him for several times.
Tian Dongfangwan came over, with a charming smile, and sat on the seat in front: "Gu Jiaming, I need your help with something."
The voice is infinitely soft, which is completely different from the feeling of talking to Jiaming on weekdays.
"I'm leaving first." Yuechi on the side had already packed his schoolbag, nodded slightly to say hello, and turned to leave.
His mood was troubled by those national events. At this time, there was such a change. Jia Ming couldn't help but smile, looking at Dongfang Wan's sincere smile, and then sighed after a moment: "Classmate Dongfang, you smile so obscenely, I