It seems that Heyinwei is no stranger to Wujiang Road. As the "veteran" Hong Kong-style sugar water in Shanghai and Shanghai, Sweet Honey was the first choice for couples on dates back then!
"Two cups of red bean double skin milk."
Before Heinwei arrived, Peng Bo looked at the overwhelming red beans in the cup and tasted it gently. It was sweet but not greasy!
He looked at the crowds around him, the noise, the markets, the smoke, the bright lights... Wujiang Road was still the same Wujiang Road.
Suddenly, his eyes froze, and he saw Heinwei. At some point, she was standing next to him.
In the surging crowd, Peng Bo was looking at her, and she was also sizing up Peng Bo, but none of them saw the advertisement being played in the store. Chow Yun-fat was slowly pouring water on a head of black hair, saying that.
A foreign voice seemed to come from the sky:
If the separation and reunion of life is a drama, then the fate of a hundred years has been arranged for a long time——
Beautiful blue silk hair, cherished for hundreds of years!
"It's for you." Peng Bo smiled and handed over the gardenia and double skin milk, "I'm sorry about what happened this morning."
Heyinwei smiled. She took the gardenia and smelled it gently. A faint fragrance diluted the unhappiness in her heart, "Thank you." Shuangpi Nai also took a sip, which was glutinous.
sweet.
Sweet, your smile is so sweet, like flowers blooming in the spring breeze!
This lyrics suddenly appeared in Peng Bo's mind, in this noisy market.
Passing through the small stalls selling accessories, passing the pushcarts selling CDs, and the aunties selling daily necessities, they moved very slowly among the various products.
Even executives from foreign financial institutions like Hei Yinwei can't put it down for the cheap goods here.
"What to eat?" Peng Bo put down a disc and glanced at the surrounding delicacies with eager eyes. He didn't know why Heinwei suddenly asked him out, but he didn't ask even if Heinwei didn't tell her.
"Xiao Yang, let's make pancakes." Heyinwei didn't even think about it.
A small store of less than 10 square meters, no matter spring, summer, autumn or winter, there is always a long queue in front of the door! The momentum is no worse than the current Internet celebrity stores!
"You go and line up, and I'll buy the skewers." Girls are there to care for, and boys will do all the trivial work.
If Xiao Yang Shengjian is a snack legend on Old Wujiang Road, then Northwest Wolf is the barbecue king! 10 yuan for 12 skewers, even in 1998, was a stable cabbage price.
When Peng Bo queued up, the people in front of him were at least 10 meters away. People kept coming over to collect money, and then gave you a handwritten receipt. You can buy string with the ticket, and no credit will be given!
I’m not afraid of queuing up, but Peng Bo really can’t stand the weather in Shanghai. In Qinwan, it’s a cool time of the day, so seafood beer is open!
"Look, there are two Xiaoyang Shengjian restaurants here. Smart people go to the one at the back." Hei Yinwei said with a smile. Both doors have yellow signs and are only 20 meters apart, but the one at the back is obviously more popular.
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The white enamel plate has "Xiao Yang Shengjian Restaurant" written in five red letters on it, and the sign at the door is "yang sfry---dumping." It's true that snack bars in Shanghai used English 20 years ago.
Peng Bo picked up a pan-fried bun, and when he was hungry, he took a bite of the hot pan-fried bun, a packet of juice, beef skewers, mutton skewers, palm treasures, chicken wings, rice cakes, etc., and grabbed a lot! Eat it, every age.
The most happy thing!
Everyone was immersed in eating, even Heinwei, who looked calm just now, was also feasting. Peng Bo didn't care about his image as he ate the oysters. The plump and plump oysters, the meat almost filled the entire shell, and he sucked it into his mouth.
!The salty aroma fills your entire mouth!
"donald." The food quickly narrowed the distance between the two. Heinwei finally raised her head and called Peng Bo's English name Donald.
"Donald Peng." Peng Bo said seriously. He looked at Heinwei and his heart couldn't help but move.
The list of the Rich List has taken shape, but foreign players are hard to find, but isn't she a suitable candidate in front of her?
The background of a foreign financial institution is enough to convince all the objections, yes, to convince her to join. As a foreigner, she will play a very important role in this team.
"Donald, can I ask you something," Heinwei said with a smile. The weather was too hot, and a nice blush appeared on her fair face. "I remember you said on the bus that the Hong Kong government will intervene in the stock market."
Peng Bo stared at this delicate face suspiciously, and Heinwei also stared at him.
"Yes, they will definitely intervene. The person who made this decision was the newly appointed Hong Kong Financial Secretary Donald Tsang."
This news has not been announced yet, at least it will be announced tomorrow. Joseph's information is well-informed, but Peng Bo has already said it. Heinwei is very curious, "Tsang Yinquan?"
"Yes," Peng Bo recalled. Later newspapers reported that Tsang's complicated mentality at the time was that he sent all his colleagues away after get off work and cried silently alone in the office. "The Hong Kong government's decision to participate in the market is a dilemma, but even However, in making this decision, the Hong Kong government will stick to its principles, Tsang and the SAR government can take responsibility, and I do not believe that Hong Kong will lose."
During that time, Donald Tsang always wore a red bow tie when he appeared on TV, which represented both celebration and battle!
"Then what do you think the Xiangjiang government will do?" Heinwei leaned forward slightly and leaned over.
"The Hong Kong government will invest tens of billions of Hong Kong dollars and consume a large amount of foreign exchange funds, but don't forget that standing behind Hong Kong is the Chinese government. The one who laughs in the end must be Hong Kong, and it must be the financial giant who loses and flees."
Heyinwei looked at Peng Bo quietly, and Peng Bo didn't speak anymore. Only the surrounding sounds were still noisy and noisy.
"Okay, let's wait and see." Heinwei smiled and glanced at Peng Bo's face.
"At the end of the month, there will be news, and the Hang Seng futures market will return to 7,000 points." Peng Bo said firmly.
Heinwei was surprised, "7,000 points? Unbelievable." Heyinwei, on the other hand, seemed to still be chewing on Peng Bo's words.
"Time will tell," Peng Bo said with a smile, "Classmate Hei Yinwei, do you still have time in the evening? I want to take you to a place."
"Where?" Heinwei wanted to refuse, but her words were not consistent with what she was thinking, which made her a little frustrated.
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The Tongqi campus was quiet at night, and the dormitory building was also silent, but the tranquility was soon broken.
"Where does this beauty come from?"
"Foreign girls, and our beautiful top student."
"Yan Ning!"
There were exclamations in the corridor of the boys' dormitory. When Peng Bo let them into the dormitory and temporary office, Lu Yusen stood up uneasily.
Two beauties, one Chinese and one Western, shone brightly and blinded his four eyes.
In the corridor, everyone's focus finally fell on Peng Bo.
"Who is that boy?"
"Yes, why have I never seen it before?"
"Peng Bo, you don't even know him!"
"I heard that he is now a reporter for the National News Agency!"
Well, it doesn't matter if you don't know me now, Peng Bo laughed again, but in a few days, my name will be a household name, resounding throughout Shanghai Beach!