The mixed-race beauty Bertie never dreamed that a Beatles album would cost HK$500.
Although she is a family member of a high-ranking government official, Bailigao has always been very strict with her, and her life is very frugal.
Even when she studied abroad at Cambridge University, she was very frugal in spending money.
So when Shi Zhijian handed her the packaged Beatles record, she was a little at a loss and didn't know whether to accept it or not.
When Shi Zhijian saw the hesitation on Platte's expression, he looked straight at Platte and said to her in a very sincere tone: "Miss Platte, there's nothing to be embarrassed about! I said before that this record will be given to you, so please feel free to
Take it!"
"But it's too expensive."
"No matter how precious it is, it can't outweigh my love for you."
"Why are you doing this?"
"Because you are a beauty!" Shi Zhijian smiled and said, "Maybe I sound a little frivolous when I say this, but this is what I really mean."
After speaking, Shi Zhijian looked at Bai Ledi's beautiful eyes again and stared at her for three minutes.
In his last life, Shi Zhijian spent 50 cents at a second-hand bookstall to buy an incomplete copy of "Thirty-Six Strategies for Picking Up Girls." It said, stare at a beautiful woman for three seconds. If the other person doesn't dislike you, then you can move on to the next step. Vice versa.
, take your time.
It was obvious that Shi Zhijian's handsomeness and gentlemanly attitude had won Platte's favor to some extent, so that when facing Shi Zhijian's three-second gaze, Platte smiled shyly, but did not dodge.
Things have developed to this state, and now there is an urgent need for a reckless car, or an extremely reckless person, or even a cow.
So Shi Zhijian acted like a gentleman, with his hands behind his back, and accompanied Bertie to the side of the road, intentionally or unintentionally trying to lead this mixed-race beauty to the middle of the road.
It's a pity that there are so few cars in Hong Kong in this era!
When those people saw that Shi Zhijian was wearing a sharp suit, and that Bai Leti was a half-blood ghost girl, they didn't have time to dodge, so they would bump into her in a daze.
Helpless, Shi Zhijian had no choice but to rely on his sharp tongue to talk about art and life with Platte.
I remember that just now Platte bought a book about Edgar Allan Poe, and Shi Zhijian talked with her about Edgar Allan Poe.
It's so pitiful that Shi Zhijian in his previous life had read many critical articles about Edgar Allan Poe when he was in college. Many of them highly praised this pioneer of American poetry, the founder of detective novels, and the master of Gothic novels.
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Shi Zhijian talked nonsense for a while, praising Edgar Allan Poe's horror novel "The Black Cat", the detective novel "The Golden Beetle", and said that he liked his poem "The Raven" the most, etc.
Shi Zhijian's eloquent words immediately made Boleti look at him with admiration again.
After all, it was more than fifty years ago, and many of Edgar Allan Poe's studies had not yet been published. As a fan of Edgar Allan Poe, Platte felt that every word Shi Zhijian said was so incisive and precise, and it simply spoke to her heart.
, his eyes suddenly shone, and he looked at Shi Zhijian with great admiration.
Shi Zhijian didn't expect that he just said a few words casually, and then he performed so well that he made this ghost girl Bai Lite's eyes sparkle with stars.
Shi Zhijian's mouth went dry after talking, and he also understood that when men and women are talking, you can't talk all the time, and you have to give the woman a chance to express herself, so Shi Zhijian slowly induced Bai Ledi to ask about his own affairs.
I learned from Bai Ledi that Shi Zhijian was a mixed-race beauty who graduated from the University of Cambridge in London, England, specializing in business management. This time she came to Hong Kong to visit her father Bai Ligao, because her mother died early and her father was
She is the only relative she has. On the other hand, she also wants to try to find opportunities in Hong Kong to see if she can find a suitable job.
Shi Zhijian didn't expect that the other party was a top student in a prestigious school, and he couldn't help but start to admire this mixed-race beauty. She had a good figure, good looks, and was so diligent and motivated. She was simply a role model among women.
The two chatted for a long time. Shi Zhijian was about to buy two bowls of cane and bamboo water to moisten his throat at his grandmother's tea stall on the roadside, when a Beetle car suddenly rushed towards them.
Shi Zhijian was stunned for a moment, wondering if he had seen it wrong, or whatever he thought.
Immediately----
"careful!"
Shi Zhijian turned around and hugged her handsomely, holding Baileti in his arms, pressing her tightly against his chest with his strong arms, letting her feel her violent heartbeat.
At the same time, the car crashed into the tea stall in front of the two people.
The old lady selling water was so anxious that she clapped her legs and shouted, "It's my stall!"
Just when Shi Zhijian thought there had been a car accident, the car door opened and two masked men jumped out from inside, holding pistols and surrounding him and Platte.
"Raise your hands! Don't move!"
The two gangsters were extremely fierce.
Shi Zhijian immediately raised his hands.
"Bring the woman to the car!"
"Where are the men?"
"Bring it too!"
Just as Shi Zhijian was about to reach into his arms, a gun was pressed against his head.
"What are you doing? Are you looking for death?"
"No, boss, you crashed grandma's stall. She is so pitiful! I will help you pay her!" As he spoke, Shi Zhijian took out his wallet from his arms, took out three hundred Hong Kong dollars and threw it on the ground, signaling to grandma.
Pick it up later.
"Get in the car!"
As soon as Shi Zhijian dropped the money, he was pointed at his head and got into the car.
The space inside the car was very small, and Shi Zhijian and Boletti were huddled together. The two kidnappers had guns, covered with black cloth, and stared at them eagerly with their eyes exposed.
The car started again and sped away.
The old lady who sold the water plucked up the courage to pick up the money that Shi Zhijian had thrown on the ground. She thought to herself that he was such a good young man, but she didn't know if anything would happen to him.
…
The car hums.
There was a jolt inside the car.
Because of the narrow space, Boletti was lying on Shi Zhijian's body sideways, with her face facing his chest. Her breath was filled with the manly scent of Shi Zhijian's body, and her heart beat rapidly in an instant.
Shi Zhijian likes to wear perfume, and Davidoff is his favorite.
Bertie suppressed the increasingly uncontrollable emotions and thoughts in her mind, and her breathing became a little rapid. Oh my god, she had never hugged the opposite sex like this before. Although she had just met this Chinese man for the first time, she was leaning against him.
But it gave me a strange feeling, one of warmth and security.
Shi Zhijian certainly didn't expect that this beautiful woman would have so many thoughts in such a dangerous time. He was surprised that the voices of the two masked men spoke, well, they seemed a bit familiar...
After almost half an hour, the car stopped, and then Shi Zhijian and Boletti were blindfolded and taken out of the car.
After a while, a very familiar, domineering and rough voice came to my ears: "Pu, your mother! You are so slow to do anything when I tell you!"
At the same time, a cane gently slapped Shi Zhijian's buttocks, "Young man, I like it!"
