I really don't want to fight with gods

Chapter 346 Change
Wang Qian smiled like a gentle little wife.

Yu Shufan didn't come, Jing Xiaoqiang asked her to take care of the soon-to-open Kadan restaurant, take care of Wang Feng who was picking up storms around Shanghai, and take care of so many things.

Wang Qian was the oldest, she led Lan Xinxin with a smile, and greeted all the students of different majors to maintain a good posture to enter and leave the airport.

Du Ruolan also learned to be more and more indifferent. Since her beautiful sister was in control wherever she went, she simply stood aside and watched.

Thinking back to last year's National Day, when I was shocked to hear that Jing Xiaoqiang and Lu Xi had disappeared for a few days, the feeling of heartache is unbelievable now.

Jing Xiaoqiang was flying business class alone, not because he had to keep a distance, but because it was in line with the safety principles of the cabin.

Otherwise, no matter whether he enters the cabin sooner or later, as long as he is discovered by a passenger, it will be spread instantly.

So he boarded the plane last in the VIP channel, and hid in the corner to take a nap with his hat on.

Wang Qian arranged for the excited young students, and finally explained to Du Ruolan and Pan Yunyan the differences between Hong Kong and the mainland that she came into contact with.

As a mainland dancer, she should be the top dancer, and she only has a subsidy of five yuan a day for performances in Hong Kong and abroad.

But even for volunteers and backstage field workers in HK, the price starts from [-] Hong Kong dollars a day.

It was an extremely uncomfortable value shock.

Among a population of one billion, those who stand at the top of the professional pyramid have their pride and self-confidence collapsed, and their belief and value have been crushed by this kind of differential treatment, and they are regarded as stupid idiots.

That's why there are so many excellent actors and artists running out all the time.

Run if you get a chance.

Why can you only get five yuan instead of 50, 500, or [-] million with the same qualifications and abilities?

Even being despised by people with 50 yuan, the dog's eyes see people as inferior.

That kind of mental torture is too strong.

For example, the actress who is famous for walking acupuncture points, after becoming famous, she even had the experience of playing on the floor when she went to Hong Kong to film.

In contrast, standing in the position of the host of the Spring Festival Gala is respected, but in the capitalist society, it is ignored as a small shrimp.

Mentality can really be distorted.

To get back that sense of loss is to work hard to make money.

But Wang Qian smiled warmly: "I am so lucky. After suffering so many setbacks, I met Xiaoqiang..."

Her facial features seem to be ordinary, with thin eyebrows and thin eyes, as if they haven't opened.

If she usually doesn't move among the crowd, she must be an ordinary and good-looking girl.

But as long as her expression moves, that kind of gentle yet strong, calm yet sad temperament immediately makes her present a unique beauty.

"I believe he will lead us to change this kind of shock. So many people turned around and walked away to embrace better conditions. Like me, I hid and gave up, and they failed to challenge this unreasonable like him..."

Du Ruolan had a feeling: "Like Don Quixote?"

Wang Qian raised her eyebrows: "Then I will be his Sancho..."

Du Ruolan was shocked, what kind of feelings does it take to make such an outstanding girl willing to be a follower?

"do you like him?"

Wang Qian patted her hand softly: "Love life from the person who likes you, and see the world clearly from the person who doesn't like you."

Pan Yunyan seemed to understand but half understood.

Sure enough, after landing, a dozen or so people stayed in the hotel, and the room fee of three or four hundred Hong Kong dollars a night was equivalent to one or two months' wages in the Mainland. Last time, Katie paid for all the expenses.

Du Ruolan and the others also noticed the gap.

Jing Xiaoqiang exchanged [-] Hong Kong dollars to Wang Qian and asked her to take care of the arrangements. Of course, he went to talk to the designer first.

With Lu Xi's flight operation last night, Jing Xiaoqiang is definitely not in a hurry.

It's about getting ready.

He has a key to go home, and he kind of misses the fingerprint lock of later generations, so that the keys of different girlfriends' doors will not be confused.

Sure enough, Monica left his phone and to-do list on the dining table in the new house.

In fact, it is a small two-room set of more than 50 square meters.

It has obviously been redecorated, with a fresh and pure white style, with a small amount of black chair backs, table legs and other embellishments.

Sheer curtains, curtains, tablecloths, and fabric sofas are all black and white stripes, which are very comfortable and simple.

Jing Xiaoqiang, who was carrying a vegetable market bag, first opened the kitchen refrigerator to see if there were meat, vegetables and eggs, so he rolled up his sleeves and cooked first.

By the way, look at the arrangement on the list, a mature sister is reliable in doing things.

So when Monica restrained herself and didn't call to inquire, she came back home with a calm expression after work was over.

He tiptoed to open the door but smelled the aroma of food, and fell into an instant.

Speaking of which, Jing Xiaoqiang has won the hearts of many dancers in New York, a city where everyone passes by.

With just one hand, the empty iron pan does not put oil or water, and after heating it, throw the cut chicken into it for dry frying.

The fried chicken oil is added with white wine, water, and meat, and it is first simmered on high heat, and then simmered on low heat.

It can fill the whole room with the smell of mother's cooking.

No girl far from home could resist.

The more literary and artistic girls are like this.

It's true that Yang Xiao'e's uneducated flying to the sky is really disgusting, not as fragrant as the old hen in our country.

Monica walked through the entrance and saw Jing Xiaoqiang who was sitting on the sofa talking on the phone, she leaned against the corner and watched with a chuckle.

Suppressing that surging emotion is not desire, but warm happiness.

Jing Xiaoqiang motioned to get off his phone and pointed to the dining table.

Monica smiled and jumped up to the bedroom, changed into home clothes and came out.

Going to the palm-sized kitchen to serve food, I couldn't help but look back at Jing Xiaoqiang.

You have to be a mature woman to have a taste, she is already stunning, and the thin blouse is stretched tightly by her figure.

Looking back at Bai Meisheng with a smile, Liugong Fendai has no color.

Jing Xiaoqiang found that he couldn't hear the voice from the microphone clearly, so he quickly crossed his legs and made a relaxed gesture.

Monica hummed a tune and flipped through the dishes on the table, and finally opened the soup casserole.

Very satisfied.

After thinking about it, he jumped up again, and found a bottle of Australian white wine on the cabinet.

Going around looking for a wine opener.

No, I just moved here and haven't bought all these little things yet.

Just a little hesitant to go out to buy, but also reluctant to go out separately, reaching out to grab my phone, maybe I want to ask the driver to deliver it.

Jing Xiaoqiang came over with the mobile phone around his neck, took the wine bottle to the kitchen, took a wire and looped it on the gas stove and burned it red, put it on the neck of the bottle and waited a while, then flicked some tap water on it, and heard the sound of glass exploding .

Separates clean bottlenecks with ease.

It's a small thing, but a man does it methodically, just like a magician.

Monica hugged his waist from behind with her hands, and looked over her shoulder with her chin.

Where there is still half a glamorous, only gentle.

The real estate agent on the other end of the phone finally finished chatting about all kinds of information about buying and renting out properties and rising housing prices in the past five months.

Except for the set that was transferred to Monica, most of the other purchased buildings were rented out, and the income of more than 15 Hong Kong dollars has been accumulated!

Although 2000 million yuan was invested, the return for half a year was less than [-]%.

But the house price has increased by [-] Hong Kong dollars!

Already made millions!
The real estate agents praised Mr. Robert for his accurate and bold vision.

Monica has already poured the wine glass: "I finally bought the 400-square-foot villa. I heard that someone has already asked for 700 million yuan, but the surrounding villas of the same type have actually reached [-] million yuan. Feng Shui influence."

Jing Xiaoqiang urged: "Tear it down and rebuild it according to the style you like."

After finishing speaking, he quickly explained: "However, I have to wait for the start of construction. This year and next two years, my cash may be relatively tight. Especially in the second half of this year, the song and dance theater has invested a lot, and I have set up a real estate company to repair this kind of apartment building. .”

Monica clinked glasses with him: "I really want to see the progress of the song and dance theater..."

Jing Xiaoqiang was prepared, and took out a stack of photos taken at the construction site from the side bag, which were taken from the top of the building that Lu Xi bought.

The foundation of the song and dance theater is still being laid, but the outline can already be seen, mainly the progress of the underground garage.

Monica flipped through it with a sense of accomplishment, but she didn't get immersed in it. She only took a few glances and put it on the drawing board next to her cherishedly.

Smiling and eating with bowls and chopsticks, he said that he has acted in so many life dramas, and this one is the happiest.

Jing Xiaoqiang replied fluently: "As long as you don't dislike it, I will cook for you every time you come."

Monica served him some food, and then popularized common sense. Self-built houses are not allowed in HK, so this kind of reconstruction must go through a real estate company, and it will not start in a while.

But she also secretly went to see this room, she dared not go in alone, and observed it from a distance, it can indeed be overthrown and rebuilt.

Her idea is to follow modernism, and her way of gesturing with chopsticks is very vivid.

Jing Xiaoqiang suggested that she can think more openly.

After eating like an ordinary couple, Jing Xiaoqiang skillfully put away the dishes and washed them, while Monica peeled the fruit beside her.

Keep chit chatting instead of rushing to bed to pass the energy.

After packing up, it was past eight o'clock, and it was already dark, so the two of them went downstairs together.

Before going out, Monica asked him if he changed his clothes.

In the end, only a blouse was added, and Jing Xiaoqiang wore a fisherman's hat.

It was originally in the Tsim Sha Tsui area, walking to the cultural center by the Victoria Sea.

Just like the square dance parks that many [-]th-tier cities must have in later generations, many citizens and tourists are still walking in the square and taking pictures.

I never imagined that Hong Kong sisters and famous red stars in the Mainland would all hang out among them.

Monica snuggled closer, and suddenly chuckled: "It seems that I have seen what it looks like when I get old."

Jing Xiaoqiang responded: "I will fight for it."

Monica turned her head away vigorously, as if the lights on the Star Ferry Pier flickered so hard that she couldn't keep her eyes open.

There are performances in the Concert Hall and Grand Theater of the Cultural Center.

The two walked to the entrance of the administrative area.

Someone has been waiting for him for a long time and received him hospitablely.

A large group of people have been waiting for the casual reception hall exclusively for insiders.

And since seeing these two walking in, they got up one after another.

There is absolutely no such thing as Wang Qian's saying that people look down on people with dog eyes.

It can only be said that it is because Jing Xiaoqiang has always played the sign of advanced Broadway singing and dancing, and even spoke a standard Manhattan accent.

The dog heard the master's voice, and of course wagged its tail reflexively.

But the eyes were still uncontrollably focused on Monica's home casual clothes.

When would she, who is known for being glamorous and glamorous, show up so casually?
This clearly does not require Israel to serve people.

(End of this chapter)