Rebirth of the 92 Business Tycoon

Like most girls, Zhang Yan has no sense of direction, let alone in this foreign country.

However, I was looking at the getting closer and closer to the downtown area of ​​Athens, looking at the hills in the middle of the city, it was shocking from a distance, and the speechless buildings were getting closer and closer. Then, the car turned around. It has become more and more distant.

"Isn't it time to go there?" she asked.

"We live in the port," Lin Ruhan said with a smile, "the city is too hot, besides, it will inevitably be a little messy at this time."

Zhang Yan can see the mess. The capital of Greece does not seem to be particularly developed, and this is still under the condition of hosting the Olympic Games.

As we all know, before holding such international events, the people in power will always take a break for the appearance of the city.

"It will be here soon,"

It really arrived soon. Looking towards the front of the road, it was very empty. Zhang Yan, who had been working on the beach for more than a year, could smell the familiar breath of the sea.

At the end of the road, there is a natural harbour recessed inland. The sea water is blue. The whole harbour looks so beautiful and dreamy.

"There is the cargo area," Lin Ruhan dutifully introduced Zhang Yan.

In fact, without her introduction, Zhang Yan can also tell that there are many cranes over there, and nearby, there are cruise ships mooring, looking from here, it is very spectacular.

But it's even more spectacular when seen up close.

After strict security checks, Rolls Royce finally entered the port area.

Zhang Yan put her hand on her forehead and looked at the huge ship in front of her. It was the first time she saw a cruise ship of this size. She stupidly asked, "Is it bigger than the Titanic?"

"This is the Queen Mary II that was launched last year. It is nearly 350 meters long, nearly 50 meters wide, and more than 70 meters high. The displacement is iron, which is three times that of the Titanic."

The Cantonese translation is Titanic, and Lin Ruhan is used to it. However, thinking of the boss's importance to this little girl, he immediately changed it.

"If it is erected, it won't be higher than our two headquarters buildings combined."

"Oh," Lin Ruhan suffocated for a while, this, it's hard to point to a boat and say let it stand up.

This is really a simple girl.

"Yes, this time, there are many stars living on it, enjoying the holidays while watching the Olympics, and the Beckhams are on it."

Lin Ruhan just introduced it all the way. She was really more competent than a tour guide. She didn't know how she collected such information in such a short period of time.

In fact, it was not the first time she saw Zhang Yan, but Dunhuang had seen it once, but only this time she understood her position in the boss's mind.

Rolls-Royce passed by these sea giants, and finally stopped in front of a beautifully-shaped yacht with smooth lines.

"This is the yacht we rented,"

"Oh," Zhang Yan walked out of the car door opened by the driver, a little dazed.

From one seashore to another seashore, it was all seashores, but everything in front of her made her feel unreal.

She estimated that this yacht is at least twice as deep as the hotel lobby, and should be longer than a 25-meter run. Just by looking at its appearance and berth, you can know its luxury.

Such a life is really unreal to her.

The person on the boat who greeted her made her feel a little untrue, "Hi, Zhang Yan,"

Feng Yiping stood on the deck and looked at her with a smile.

What is he wearing? Was it an apron?

"Come up," Feng Yiping smiled and waved to her.

Zhang Yan felt more dizzy. It shouldn't be because of his smile, because he was facing the sun, and the sun was still very dazzling.

A behemoth in the sky flew over, just blocking the sunlight behind Feng Yiping. It was an airship used to patrol and monitor this safety.

Feng Yiping's smile fell into Zhang Yan's eyes clearly, gentle and gracious, just like the smile on the face of the person watching him from behind.

Zhang Yan didn't dare to look at it, and bowed his head and stepped onto the stern ramp.

"Thank you Louis, let me come," Feng Yiping took the suitcase from Louis, "Thank you Ru Han, I can just greet her,"

"Thank you," Zhang Yan, who was dizzy, thanked the two of them, followed Feng Yiping and walked into the cabin.

"We rented this in advance, and made some adjustments according to our habits. You look at the room, it should be well furnished."

As long as he looked at Zhang Yan, Feng Yiping felt happy and kept introducing him.

"Very good," Zhang Yan was a little colder than his enthusiasm.

The passage is naturally not as wide as the hotel, but from the perspective of the road, the decoration is really several grades higher than the hotel.

Feng Yiping opened a hatch, "This is the guest room on the ship. You will live here these days."

Zhang Yan looked at it and found that the room was almost as wide as the ship, and it was very gorgeous inside, and it didn't have the smell of central air conditioning in a hotel room. It was extremely comfortable.

"It's a little uncomfortable, right? This is the jet lag hasn't reversed. Don't go to sleep, first wash. I'm cooking. I will pick you up in half an hour, eat something, and then sleep well.

"Okay." After this settled down, Zhang Yan felt empty in his stomach when he heard him mention something to eat.

"See you later,"

Seeing the hatch closed, Zhang Yan fell heavily on the bed.

Strange, isn't it very annoying, is it very hot, why is it so calm when I see him?

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In the open kitchen, Feng Yiping was still wearing a chef's hat, and he was busy working on the stainless steel countertop. Hearing footsteps, when he looked up, Zhang Yan with some wet hair came in, "Come on. Now, I'm about to pick you up,"

"I asked the crew who came here, what are you doing, making noodles?"

"Yes, go out and go home with dumplings and noodles. Besides, eating a bowl of noodles at this time makes your stomach more comfortable."

Go home? Is this home? Whose home is this? Zhang Yanxin said.

But why do I feel a little warm in my heart?

"Will you do it?" She looked at him suspiciously.

"The craft is still okay,"

"Or I will come," Zhang Yan was about to wash his hands.

"No, no, it's ready right away. There are fruits. If you are hungry, take a few bites first," Feng Yiping stopped her and began to roll the noodles in a decent way.

The reconciled dough was quickly rolled into a big one by him, let alone, from Zhang Yan's eyes, he was quite professional.

"First cook the soup," sprinkled some powder on the rolled noodles, turned around and got busy on the stove.

The pots on the stove are all Chinese and very new. In fact, they have only been washed and never used.

These pots, including the seasonings, were prepared by him on the way.

As in the hometown, cut the pork and fry some oil, then cut the tomatoes into small pieces and stir fry a few times, then add water to boil.

Turn around again to make the dough roll into a long one, and then use a kitchen knife to cut into small pieces, or slices, of course, shake that piece apart, it is a long hand rolling the noodles.

His cutting speed is not fast, but it is extremely stable, and the thickness is very uniform.

"Have you eaten one? If you were busy at home when you were young, you would be too lazy to roll it up and cut it into noodles like this. Just take a knife and make a few slices on it, cut it into small squares, and just throw it into the pot and cook."

"Eat it, grandma cooked it,"

"Also, if you don't even roll it, you just pull the dough into small pieces,"

"I remember eating it too,"

To be honest, Zhang Yan really didn’t want to laugh, but looking at the busy figure beside the control desk, listening to him talk about how to eat the urgent noodles at home, a smile appeared on his face without knowing it. come out.

Feng Yiping kept cutting the face while talking about the things of the previous family, which quickly made Zhang Yan forget that this is a port near the Aegean Sea, and it also made her forget the words she had planned to say. .

"How about it, not bad," Feng Yiping shakes the sliced ​​slice apart with some contentment, into a long thin noodle.

"Not very good," Zhang Yan shook his head.

"Well, it may not sell well, but you will know it after a while, and it will definitely taste good."

The water just boiled, and he put a large plate of rolled noodles in, stirring it with chopsticks from time to time. "When I was in junior high school, didn't I rent a house with Xiao Zhijie and Wang Changning? I did it often at that time, but that would, ten times. Eight times, it was boiled into a ball at the end,"

Feng Yiping's mouth just couldn't be idle.

What he is most worried about now is the cold field.

Or, let Zhang Yan have a chance to say something cold.

Now, although she doesn't talk much, she seems to be in a good mood. It's not like she wants to say those things. Feng Yiping hopes to make this kind of time longer.

"What's your impression of Athens?"

"Okay,"

"Is it a little different from what I think? Although the same has a long history, the Greeks enjoy life more, unlike the current atmosphere in China, who only think about all kinds of catching up."

"However, its background cannot be kept up in many places. Athens has a history of more than three thousand years in writing."

This is a good topic, Feng Yiping thought, on this topic, I can talk for a long time.

"You also like volleyball?" Zhang Yan asked.

"I can only like volleyball," Feng Yiping said. "Ping pong doesn't look fierce. Basketball makes us sad. Football makes us desperate. The only thing that can give us hope and joy is women's volleyball. "

"Did you know that former US President George W. Bush was also on the cruise ship in front, but what he likes is softball, as well as the Queen of Spain, the princes of Denmark, the Netherlands, and Monaco, so this one can be said to be the most in the entire Aegean region. safe,"

"Under this piece, there are countless optical cables connecting countless sensors and cameras, and heavily armed frogmen cruising under the water," Feng Yiping talked about another topic again and again.

"Alright, alright," Zhang Yan couldn't help it at last, "I'm familiar with it,"

"Oh," Feng Yiping looked at the color of the pot, "almost,"

He turned the heat down, sprinkled the chopped green onions quickly, sprinkled a little pepper and sprinkled a little salt according to Zhang Yan's taste, tasted the taste with a spoon, and boasted~www.wuxiaspot.com~ , Played well, eat here, or eat on it? There is a dedicated viewing platform on it,"

"That's it, there are so many foreigners on it, watching us two eat, how silly," Zhang Yan said.

But this is actually not the most critical reason.

Although he knew that the scenery on the yacht was more beautiful, Zhang Yan really liked the atmosphere in the kitchen.

In this way, Zhang Yan feels particularly relaxed when he is busy and nagging, just like at home.

But where is this home?

Really, it's the like and enjoyment of unexplainable reasons.

"Dele," Feng Yiping took out two large Chinese bowls, and scooped them sturdily. "Whoever finishes eating, washes the dishes," he unconsciously said what he used to say at the table. The words came out.

Zhang Yan has eaten it, "Well, it really smells like home,"

"Yeah, eat more if it is delicious, and this," Feng Yiping brought out a dish of fried peanuts and a dish of lettuce.

"Thank you,"

Zhang Yan really doubted whether the scenery outside the window was a background board? Are you still in China?

The two people just sat face to face and eat noodles. They didn’t talk much. They could hear the sound of sucking noodles and the sound of chopsticks touching the bowl. It was like a meal time for a young couple who had lived together for a long time. same.

Feng Yiping couldn't help taking his eyes to Zhang Yan from time to time. He really felt that this scene was very familiar, as if he had gone back to the past.

The opposite Zhang Yan kept her head down, probably because the noodle soup was hot. Her face was a little red, even the tip of her nose was a little red.

There are helicopters buzzing in the sky, and in this restaurant on the yacht, there is a warm atmosphere that spreads quietly. ()

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