In this world, there is neither the safest nor the most dangerous. What you think is the safest may be the most dangerous, and what you think is the most dangerous may also be the safest.
When ranking these real estate tycoons, Lu Yusen's worries were felt by Peng Bo. He was worried that if the rankings were inaccurate or there were mistakes, it would cause big trouble.
But Peng Bo believes that the ranking is like flying. It is the safest way to travel, but it may happen like last month when a China Eastern Airlines plane broke down on the way to Beijing and had to return halfway.
It was an emergency landing. Fortunately, both man and machine were safe.
Yan Ning looked at Peng Bo who was sitting next to her and looked a little worried. She was in Shanghai and everyone knew about the news of the emergency landing. She also got on a flight to Beijing today, so she was still a little worried.
Peng Bo was looking at the flight attendants who were shuttled back and forth in the cabin. They were wearing white shirts, pure blue skirts, and blue striped bow ties. This flight attendant's outfit would have been tacky twenty years later, but this was the East in her previous life.
The iconic attire of an airline stewardess.
In the 1990s, Shanghai and Shanghai were facing drastic adjustments in their industrial structure. As a labor-intensive textile industry, they were the first to bear the brunt. Nearly 1 million industrial workers were laid off and re-employed.
At the end of 1994, at a critical moment of major industrial restructuring, China Eastern Airlines recruited 18 female textile workers from more than 2,000 applicants to become "stewardesses."
The flight attendant in front of me is the chief steward of this flight. Obviously she is not like a fledgling girl. She is tall, has a delicate face, and a gentle conversation that makes people feel like spring breeze. She has a different charm about her.
Like a ripe peach, honey juice flows when you take a bite.
"Sir, could you please change your seat?" She asked Peng Bo politely, "Of course, I am willing to help." Peng Bo looked at Yan Ning and smiled. He returned to his youth and said goodbye to the greasiness, humor and humor of middle age.
Fun is also back in the young body.
This was a couple who wanted to sit together. Of course they couldn't sit apart on their honeymoon. But a few minutes after he sat down, the stewardess brought a mother and daughter and said to him, "Sir, can you let them sit together? Check in before
It’s late and the seats have been allocated in different places.”
There is nothing to say about this. If it were changed again, Peng Bo still had nothing to say.
This time he moved to the window seat in the front row of economy class. He had just fastened his seat belt when the stewardess came over again with an embarrassed look on his face and said, "Sir, this is their first time flying and they want their children to see the scene outside the window."
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Peng Bo turned around and saw a mother and son, looking at him eagerly, "No problem, I'll go wherever you tell me." This time, he was moved to the middle position.
The plane began to taxi slowly. Peng Bo was reading a book with his head down when the stewardess came over again and said, "Sir, can you please sit in the front?"
For a few seconds, Peng Bo was stunned, but he immediately realized, could this be the legendary upgrade?
Obviously, this is definitely a small probability event.
He stood up with a smile and came to the business class. Coincidentally, the stewardess was sitting opposite to another person who looked like a stewardess. Seeing him coming, she smiled brightly at him and said, "Hello, sir, Orange Juice,
Apple juice, Coke, which one do you want?"
Peng Bo looked at her and smiled: "Oh, I want peach juice."
The stewardess was stunned and said, "I'm sorry, sir, we don't have peach juice here."
Peng Bo smiled, "Is there peach-flavored apple juice?" The sweetness of apples and the juiciness of peaches may be the taste of the stewardess in front of him.
The stewardess sitting opposite smiled and the stewardess also smiled and said, "We have apple-flavored apple juice, sir, do you want it?"
"Yes." Peng Bo also smiled, "I also want orange-flavored orange juice."
"Would you like a cola-flavored Coke?" The interesting guests added joy to the boring trip, and the stewardess also joked.
Seeing the stewardess carrying the pot over, Peng Bo looked at the badge on her chest and asked, "Well, Zhang Yunlan?"
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Two hours passed and the plane landed slowly and smoothly.
Zhang Yunlan stood at the hatch, saying goodbye to every guest with a smile.
"Thank you for taking this flight..."
"Thank you too," Peng Bo responded with a smile, and Yan Ning followed him with a calm face, "I hope we have the opportunity to see you again."
The smile spread like ripples in a lake and finally stopped, but the smile still hung on his face. Zhang Yunlan looked at him, and after two seconds, he smiled at the next customer.
A layer of autumn rain and a layer of coolness.
It had just rained lightly in the capital, and people were all wearing autumn clothes. What you saw on the streets were red Charades and yellow noodles, as well as old-fashioned buses from the end of the century in the capital.
The road is very wide, but there are not many vehicles on the street. Rows of billboards made by Andy Lau and Ericsson are erected at intervals. Next to the billboards are cement telephone poles. From time to time, bicycles pass quickly...
"Have you been to Beijing before?" The two of them took a taxi. At that time, taxis in Beijing cost 10 yuan everywhere. Peng Bo looked at Yan Ning and asked softly when he saw that Yan Ning was also looking at this northern city.
"Never been here." Yan Ning smiled sheepishly. The driver looked at Yan Ning behind him in the reflector, then at Peng Bo sitting next to him, and glanced at the mobile phone in his hand.
"Isn't this mobile phone cheap?" These days, when you put a small mobile phone in your pocket, your whole person becomes more stylish.
Peng Bo also looked at the driver. People all over the country knew that the brother in the capital was enthusiastic and talkative. "It's not bad, master, are there many people buying houses in the capital now?" If you love what you do, since you want to be on the real estate ranking list, you have time.
Just need to know more.
"It's OK. There are many people visiting real estate fairs, but few people are paying for real money." On the flat road, the driver drove the car very fast. "Overnight, the house turned into a piece of cake. It can no longer be used."
Houses are allocated based on work..."
Peng Bo smiled. This year, an industry called "real estate" has opened the door of the times. Many people are eager to explain that heroes in the world are born in our generation, but they did not expect that once they enter the world, time passes, the stars change, and the world changes frequently.
Some people rise quickly, while others fail and go to jail...
"How much are the current housing prices in Beijing?"
"Houses in the Second Ring Road cost 2,000 yuan per square meter, and the average price of houses in Niujie Street has exceeded 5,000 yuan/square meter." The driver sighed, "You need a rich family to afford this. Everyone is watching, maybe,
It will fall one day."
It can't be lowered. Peng Bo didn't say much. Along the way, he listened to his brother talking nonsense. He turned his head and looked out the window from time to time. The autumn wind was bleak, the afternoon sun reflected the red forest, and the sales advertisement of Hua'ao Center reflected
As soon as you see it, the billboard is very big and wide. Well, the phone number of this property sales hotline is very auspicious. Except for the first number, it is followed by "8" all the way to the end.
After passing Tsinghua University, less than five stops away, there was the Sigma Building in front of her. The autumn wind blew by, kicking up waves of dust. Yan Ning quickly rolled up the window.
"Here we are," Peng Bo turned around with a smile, "Are you a little nervous?"
Yan Ning bit her lip, looked out the window, and nodded slightly.
"Don't be nervous," Peng Bo looked at the inconspicuous building in front of him, "I said, you are a genius, you should be with geniuses, here, you will participate in a great moment, the light of people here
The heat will radiate to most of China’s scientific and technological circles in twenty years’ time.”
Yan Ning opened the door and got out of the car, only to find that Peng Bo was still in the car. "Aren't you going to accompany me?" Her voice was trembling.
"You go for the interview, and I go to meet the people. We split into two groups."