I Just Want To Be A Salted Fish Quietly

The swimming pool of the Four Seasons Hotel is set on the top floor, and it is also equipped with a gym.

The environment of the swimming pool is very good, and when you are tired from swimming, you can lie on the lounge chair and enjoy the scenery below leisurely through the floor-to-ceiling glass.

It's just that the swimsuits in the hotel are relatively expensive, 300 yuan for a pair of swimming trunks. As for women's swimsuits, they are more expensive, generally more than 800 yuan.

Both of them are more conservative, choosing one-piece swimsuits.

After the selection, Lin Xian paid directly without further ado, but Yan Xiaoman couldn't help muttering, "It's so expensive!"

"It's twice as high as the market price, but it's not bad. At least Arena's swimsuits are of good quality, unlike other hotels that sell inferior goods." Wang Lan has lived in Shanghai for so many years, so for Various brands are more or less familiar.

After Lin Xian changed into his swimsuit, seeing that they hadn't come out yet, he went into the water and swam alone.

There were not many people in the swimming pool at this time, only two or three people were lazily lying on the lounge chairs and dozing off.

After swimming around, Yan Xiaoman and Wang Lan finally came out of the locker room.

The moment he saw Yan Xiaoman, Lin Xian was slightly taken aback, and was a little surprised by her.

The tight-fitting one-piece swimsuit perfectly complemented Yan Xiaoman's height of 1.68 meters. The straight and slender double backs were perfect. The pure black swimsuit made her skin look white and flawless.

The only shortcoming is that it belongs to Bear II, but it also has a special flavor.

It was Yan Xiaoman's first visit to the swimming pool, and she seemed a little shy.

Especially after feeling Lin Xian's gaze, he felt even more embarrassed, and hurriedly jumped out of the swimming pool, only showing a small head on the water surface, which was extremely cute.

After all, the two were not in a relationship of boyfriend and girlfriend, so Lin Xian stopped in moderation, and after admiring it, he continued to swim alone.

Wang Lan and Yan Xiaoman didn't swim, but enjoyed soaking in the water, chatting softly.

"Lin Xian's skin is so good, I'm a little envious." Wang Lan glanced at Lin Xian and said enviously.

"That's right! I don't know how it grows." Yan Xiaoman nodded in agreement.

"Hey Xiaoman, do you think he has a unique maintenance secret?"

Speaking of this, Wang Lan suddenly became excited.

"Probably not?" Yan Xiaoman was a little uncertain, and added: "Why don't you ask him?"

"Lin Xian!" Wang Lan waved.

Hearing someone calling him, Lin Xian turned around and walked towards the two girls.

"What's wrong?"

"Lin Xian, your skin is so good, do you have any secrets to take care of it?" Wang Lan asked with anticipation in her eyes.

"Secret?"

Lin Xian raised his eyebrows and joked, "Of course there is!"

"Can you teach us?"

Wang Lan's eyes lit up, her face was full of excitement, even Yan Xiaoman seemed to be listening attentively.

Seeing this, Lin Xian couldn't help curling his lips secretly.

O woman!

"Of course!" Lin Xian nodded, and said nonsense solemnly: "It's actually very simple, eat at least two Sichuan dishes a day, keep it for eighteen years, it's almost enough."

Wang Lan was very excited at first, but at the end, she realized that Lin Xian was teasing them, and her face was full of black lines.

In fact, Lin Xian didn't lie. Lin Guodong learned Sichuan cuisine, so he formed the habit of eating Sichuan cuisine in his family.

Little do they know that the girls in Rongcheng, who add peppercorns, millet peppers and dried chili peppers every day, still look juicy.

...

The three of them stayed in the swimming pool until after four o'clock in the afternoon before getting up and going back to the room.

Take a shower, dry your hair, and the time is approaching six o'clock before you know it.

Swimming is a very physical exercise, and Lin Xian is already hungry.

"It's almost time, shall we go eat?"

Yan Xiaoman was also hungry, nodded and said: "All right, where to eat?"

Lin Xian suggested: "Let's eat at Sijixuan in the hotel. It's a Michelin-starred Lin restaurant. It's worth a try."

After deciding, the three of them rushed all the way to the restaurant on the second floor.

The price of Sijixuan has the characteristics of a Michelin restaurant, 88 for a fried rice, 98 for dry fried beef, and 200 for a pot of tea...

The three of them ordered five dishes in total, and they waited for nearly an hour before all the dishes were served.

Fortunately, there are self-service snacks in the restaurant, which can temporarily fill your stomach.

After the dishes were all served, Lin Xian tasted them one by one, and couldn't help frowning slightly.

It tasted okay, but only okay.

If this was just an ordinary restaurant, then Lin Xian wouldn't say anything, but as a Michelin one-star restaurant, it's very disappointing.

The main course is not as delicious as the dim sum, and the serving time is too slow. The only highlight is the service.

"A little disappointed." Lin Xian put down his chopsticks and commented.

"It's not bad, I think the dim sum here is very good!" Yan Xiaoman ate a pan-fried bun, mouth full.

Foodies are often so easy to satisfy.

Wang Lan smiled and said, "Aren't you rich people very picky about food?"

"It has nothing to do with whether you have money or not. Maybe my expectations are too high." Lin Xian shook his head.

He was raised by Lin Guodong since he was a child, and he had high expectations for this place before he came here.

The so-called higher the expectations, the greater the disappointment.

A meal costs 2,800 yuan. After paying the bill, Lin Xian asked, "Shall we go to the bar now?"

"Let's go, don't go too late, otherwise there will be no place." Wang Lan nodded.

The Bund at night is the place with the largest flow of people in the entire Shanghai.

And there are only a dozen open-air bars, and if you go late, you will definitely have to queue for a long time.

In the evening, the scorching sun finally set, and the whole magic city became much cooler in an instant.

Wang Lan was driving a BMW MINI, and while waiting for the traffic lights, chatted: "Lin Xian, did you often go to nightclubs?"

"Do you have any misunderstandings about rich people?"

Lin Xian shook his head and said with a smile: "Not everyone is keen on the nightclub life that is full of lights and feasting. There are too many interesting things in this world, and the nightclub is just one of them. To be honest, I have never been to a bar before, so I just wanted to get to know you."

If other rich second generations said this, Wang Lan might not even believe a single punctuation mark.

But if it is Lin Xian, the credibility is very high.

The main reason is that his temperament tends to be quiet, and although his speech and behavior are still a little immature, they are very decent, not ostentatious or showing off, so it is easy to gain the trust of others.

"Yes, Lin Xian, you are the perfect boyfriend template. If I were five or six years younger, I would definitely chase you!" Wang Lan said with a smile.

Although it was a joke, it could be seen that Wang Lan was very satisfied with him.

After living in the impetuous commercial metropolis of Shanghai for so many years, Wang Lan is used to seeing all kinds of rich people, and people like Lin Xian are even rarer than national treasures.

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