I Just Want to Copy Books in Peace

When Wang Qian and Wu Xing'er walked out of the TV station, the car that came to pick them up was a lake blue "Benxiao".

Wang Qian is not a car lover, and she doesn't pay as much attention to and understanding of machinery as a boy does.

But this car is the pinnacle of domestic car reputation.

It's not to say that "Benxiao" is the best, but it is indeed very well-known, and its sales volume is also high all year round among the models of the same grade.

It sells better than Chiji.

Du Caige's bright red red ji is already a very popular product.

Don't get me wrong, I think Chiji is only about 200,000 yuan and is a low-end car.

In this world, the ratio of the Dahua dollar to the US dollar is almost 1:2.

And a $100,000 car isn't bad at all.

Take the models on earth as an example, the cheap Mercedes-Benz S-Class is only a few hundred thousand dollars; everyone is familiar with the Porsche Cayenne, which is an entry-level luxury car, and it is only 100,000 dollars.

In fact, more than 200,000 Chiji are roughly equivalent to about 800,000 imported cars on Earth.

The price of Benxiao is 350,000 Chinese yuan, which is roughly equivalent to about 1.4 million imported cars on the earth.

Such a car, you say it is a luxury, top-level luxury car, it is obviously not at that level.

However, it can be regarded as a relatively stylish car with a lot of face to drive, and it can barely be called a luxury car.

Wang Qian's parents are both middle-income, so the family is not bad. The car accident that year was compensated by Du Caige, and the family spent almost no money.

But she hasn't had a chance to ride a car of Benxiao's level.

After getting in the car, she saw the apparently high-end interiors, leather seats, and sci-fi center console. Those details immediately shocked her.

After all, she is only a 21-year-old child. Although she has experienced unimaginable pain, she is very precocious, but her knowledge limits her.

After getting into the car, her heart beat wildly, and many uncontrollable absurd imaginations rushed up.

For example, will the other party take her to a remote place to torture her to extract a confession?

For example, will a rope suddenly fly out from behind and strangle her neck?

Things like this, you know that it's impossible, but you just can't control your imagination.

Fortunately, these years of suffering have made her grow a lot, and now she can barely keep her face calm.

As for Wu Xing'er, she was not curious or apprehensive at all in such a luxury car.

She also steamed with other people's cars in the same car.

Um, who was there then? Can't remember, even the age, size, posture and duration have been blurred.

What impressed her was that the other party was quite rich and used a LV bag, which seemed to cost more than 30,000.

After that, it was considered a dashing move. Afterwards, she bought a brand new imported MP3 for her, and the market price at that time was more than 700; she also gave her 2,000 yuan in pocket money.

For this price, she herself is quite satisfied.

After all, she didn't sell it professionally, and she didn't charge any fees (if the price was clearly marked, it would only reduce her worth), she could only give her some pocket money, usually three or five hundred, depending on her mood.

More often, she was so drunk that she didn't even know who was sleeping with her, and other people also picked up their pants and left when they woke up, and didn't give money at all.

Wu Xing'er quickly put these unpleasant memories aside.

She will be a star in the future. If she wants to sleep, she will not be three or five hundred, or even three or five thousand.

She doesn't mind being seen as a commodity by men.

But hating the feeling of being a "cheap commodity".

"Qian Qian, aren't you feeling well? Your face is a little pale."

Wang Qian showed her true character and smiled reluctantly: "I made you laugh, I'm nervous, I've never been in such a good car before."

"What's the matter? You're a famous college student. In the future, you can find a good job and marry a rich man. You can easily drive such a car." When Wu Xing'er said this, she just wanted to make fun of Wang Qian.

But after speaking, she found that,

It seems to be the case.

After all, a girl who graduated from 985 University and doesn't look ugly has a much higher probability of entering the upper class in the future than her.

She climbed to the position she is today, and she has already paid so much for her official debut.

Just to deliver the CD to Manager Chen's desk, she slept with four men.

In the future, if you want to become famous, become a first-line star, and make a lot of money, I don’t know how much you will have to pay.

Relatively speaking, it is much easier for a girl like Wang Qian who has a complete family and a mind to read.

Even if you can't make a fortune, if you can get a civil service exam, become a teacher or a doctor, and find a potential stock to marry, it is still possible to enter the upper class.

Immediately, her mood became complicated, she glanced at Wang Qian's feet secretly, and thought happily: Even if you can afford to drive such a luxury car in the future, you can't drive with your feet.

Wang Qian looked at the receding scenery outside the car window. After a while, she said, "Who are we going to see? How long are you going to keep it a secret?"

Wu Xing'er smiled and said: "Hee hee, it's not for keeping secrets, but he didn't say before that he would definitely come, so I can't give you a positive answer."

"who is it?"

"Our company's vice president, President Shen." Wu Xing'er showed admiration.

really.

Wang Qian thought to herself, Hemingway had expected it.

"Is he a very powerful person?" Wang Qian said innocently, "If I expose Hemingway, can he really keep me?"

"Of course, he is a very good person, with no rubbing in his eyes, he likes to help the younger generation. If you are willing to expose Hemingway, he will definitely protect you! If you want to enter the show business, he will do his best to help you. "

"Really? Then I'll take it seriously. Recently, I think I can sing well, and I can really enter the entertainment industry!"

Your voice is still in the entertainment industry? Wu Xing'er almost laughed out a pig's cry. But she still pretended to say: "Your singing is full of emotion, I think you are as good as Xiao Yu'er."

The two girls competed in each other's acting skills, and they both felt that their acting skills were the best.

The car drove smoothly across the bridge and came to the foot of Yunlu Mountain.

Wang Qian is studying here, and she knows a lot about it. She knows that there are many private clubs and private restaurants with high consumption at the foot of Yunlu Mountain.

Sure enough, "Ben Xiao" came to a very antique building at the foot of the mountain. The driver parked the car and told them: "Mr. Shen has reserved a box, box 666, you can go in directly."

Wu Xing'er jumped out of the car first, then extended her hand kindly. Wang Qian got out of the car with her hand, and slowly dragged her feet in with the help of Wu Xing'er, looking like a sister who was deeply in love.

Of course, the plastic sisters.

This restaurant is called "Purple Smoke Pavilion".

Perhaps it is the artistic conception of "the sunshine incense burner produces purple smoke".

But at the foot of Yunlu Mountain, there seems to be no "Rizhao Incense Burner" scenic spot?

Not very appropriate anyway.

The store is almost pure wood and stone structure, no bricks.

There is a small pond made of bluestone in the lobby, with a few koi swimming around, and a small waterwheel, which is quite romantic.

In the box, the tables, chairs, and walls are all pure wood, and the tables and chairs do not look like industrial products, but are handcrafted. Each chair is slightly different.

Such a set is expensive.

A young and beautiful waiter brewed a pot of black tea for the two girls with a set of blue and white porcelain tea sets. The two drank tea and chatted casually.

After about a quarter of an hour, a tall figure lifted the curtain of the box.

Behind the man was a young woman with a very foul figure.

Wu Xing'er immediately stood up and bowed slightly: "President Shen."

"Xiao Wu." Shen Jinsong strode to the table, pulled out a chair and sat down familiarly, and nodded to Wang Qian: "You are Xiao Wang. You don't need to get up, your legs and feet are inconvenient, sit still. "

Wang Qian looked at him seriously.

Shen Jinsong looked like a young man in his thirties. However, according to the information on the Internet, he is already in his forties.

The hair is thick and shiny black.

His appearance is dignified, very majestic. Some people think he is handsome. But his lines are too tough, Wang Qian likes softer ones, such as Jiang Youxi's.

At this time, he had a very kind smile on his face, but the aura on his body was very strong, the kind of aura that people "don't dare to let out".

Wang Qian didn't take a close look at the woman behind him, but she was an unimportant little character.

Wang Qian was suffocated, then lowered her head and whispered: "Hello, President Shen, I'm Wang Qian."

When Shen Jinsong entered the box, she gestured to get up and salute.

But unsurprisingly, Shen Jinsong didn't let her stand up. By sitting back, she has secretly pressed the record button of the recorder in her small bag.

Recording pens of this era generally have a very clear "click" sound when the record button is pressed, and a slight "rustle" noise of electronic products can also be heard during recording.

But her recording pen is very high-end, and there is almost no sound when recording, so there is no risk of being discovered.

The woman arranged and heated the tableware for Shen Jinsong, and then sat down with Xiangfeng.

After a few chats, a waiter brought the dishes.

Shen Jinsong didn't take the wine, but took a bunch of freshly squeezed passion fruit juice.

Everyone drank juice and ate delicious dishes.

Under the deliberate control of the field control master Shen Jinsong, the atmosphere is very good.

And the woman named Liao Youjia and Wu Xing'er were also very good at praising each other, and the banquet seemed to be full of joy.

But Wang Qian was a little anxious.

Because the recording time of the recorder is limited, but Shen Jinsong never mentioned the topic.

When the meal was over, Myolie Wu smiled and said, "Tomorrow morning is our time for an interview. Qian Qian, tell President Shen what you are going to say to the reporter tomorrow."

"En!" Wang Qian said softly, just as she was about to perform as planned, Shen Jinsong raised her hand to stop.

"Say something else interesting. As for what you want to say to the reporter, that's your business, and I won't interfere."

Everyone at the table was shocked.

what the hell?

This totally messed up the plan, okay?

Wang Qian opened her mouth, but couldn't continue.

Wu Xing'er rolled her eyes and said with a smile, "Then don't talk about that. President Shen, let me tell you something interesting!"

"Well, I'm quite interested in this, tell me."

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