20 years of spring breeze

Chapter 1194

Xiaowei said: "At that time, I really didn't think too much about it. I was just worried that something would happen if I got involved directly."

Old Chen said: "Yes, this kind of mentality is correct, you have to leave a way out for everything, think about it, and don't rush in if you can isolate yourself.

It’s good like this. I suggest that even if you invest there, it’s best to use a third-party company. It’s not troublesome to make a few turns, but you can better protect yourself. "

Chen Hui said: "Set up a new company, and then let the new company and people like Du An'an form a joint venture company, and use the joint venture company to invest. Is this okay?"

Old Chen thought for a while and said, "Alright, you can discuss this matter with Liang Gao and listen to his opinion. That kid is obsessed with the law, and he made a mistake. He is quite capable and can be trusted by others." , I’m here now, you can take him here. His character is not suitable for working in the public house, and he will not be able to get ahead.”

Xiu'er opened the door and ran in: "Godfather is eating, you two big slackers, come out to eat."

Old Chen laughed and stood up: "Let's go and eat dumplings. Will Xiaohui have a drink with me? Xiaowei, you should also practice drinking. How can a man not drink?"

Xiaowei and Chen Hui also stood up, Xiaowei said with a wry smile, "It's not that I don't want to drink, but I really can't, it's too much."

When the three came out, the dining room had already been cleaned up, the hot dumplings were on the table, and a few side dishes, Aunt Chen smiled and said: "I didn't expect Xiu'er to cook well, and the dishes are well-cooked."

Old Chen glanced at Aunt Chen, and Aunt Chen rolled her eyes: I don't know how to do it, what's the matter?Just look good.

Xiao Xiaohui sat on the specially raised chair beside the table, looked at the dumplings on the table, drooling, patted the table and called: "Grandpa, come quickly, it's delicious."

Everyone sat down and started. Chen Hui accompanied Lao Chen for two or two, Aunt Chen and Qin Xuemeixiuer drank champagne, Xiaowei and Xiao Xiaohui drank dumpling soup.Turning the original soup into the original food is beautiful.

After dinner, Xiaowei and Qin Xuemei went back to Qianhai, Chen Hui and Chen Xiao moved in tomorrow afternoon, Xiuer had to wait for Monday.

The next day was Sunday, and the company staff rested.

Xiaowei got up and played in the yard for a while. He felt that he should find a room in the front and change it to a sports room, put some fitness equipment so that the employees can move around, and he and Chen Hui can also practice every day.

Qin Xuemei got up too, sitting in the yard with a book in her hands to read.

Xiaowei said: "Sister, let's go out for a walk, get familiar with the familiar environment, and have breakfast by the way."

Qin Xuemei nodded, folded the pages of the book and put it on a small table, and went back to the room to add a shawl.

Three people called Wang Jiwei, and the five walked out of the yard.

The commercialization of Qianhai is not as heavy as that of Houhai at the moment. The breeze blows the willows in the small streets and alleys. Listening to the authentic old Beijing dialect and the car bells ringing from time to time, what smells in the nose is the Beijing flavor of stewed belly. The traditional steamed buns are sold and yelled with fragrance.

The bean juice coke circle stall, donkey rolling, small wontons, sausage enema, fried fruit, pancake fruit oil tea soup, make people feel alive.

To the north is a sanctuary for musicians, full of bars of all sizes. After crossing the small bridge to the east is the fully commercialized Nanluoguxiang. It is full of old houses, old buildings and old traditions, which makes people feel peaceful and comfortable inexplicably.

After eating something at a roadside stall, Xiaowei poked Qin Xuemei to taste the bean juice, Qin Xuemei shook her head and refused, Zang Yuanwei went to get a bowl, took a sip and then swallowed it.It was a bit unacceptable that this thing was not from the old Beijing gang, and it caused a group of old men to laugh in good faith.

To buy groceries, you have to cross the bridge, walk along the opposite side of Ya’er Hutong, pass by a row of bars, turn around the Zhenjun Temple and go to Mao’er Hutong. It’s about 800 meters away. This is a prosperous business district. Although it is the same as the old city, but the feeling is different, and the quality of the personnel is much more complicated.

There are also street vegetable vendors in Qianhai, but they are not in season.

"Sister, if you want to go this way, you are not allowed to come by yourself. You must ask someone to accompany you. You can't do it with Xiu'er either." Xiaowei told Qin Xuemei earnestly.

There are too many bars here. To be honest, the people who hang out in bars these days are basically young people, and they are not very good. This area is the hardest hit area where hormones exude a rotten smell.

Qin Xuemei glanced at Xiaowei reproachfully, but she still nodded, only pouted a little.

After turning around from the vegetable market, I strolled to Nanluoxi Lane.

There are more people here, and tourists from other places look at everything with novel eyes.There are many small shops and restaurants.

A group of girls who looked like students came over, chattering and laughing, Xiaowei asked Wang Jiwei: "Is there a school here?"

Wang Jiwei and the others had already been familiar with this area, nodded and pointed and said: "This is the unit of the Ministry of Culture, and the front is the Chinese Opera. There are a few historical sites in this area, such as the Beizifu Temple, and the rest. There are two offices in Beijing, two companies, and the rest are all business, hotels, hotels, restaurants, and bars.”

Qin Xuemei asked: "Isn't Chinese opera just teaching film acting?"

Xiaowei said: "I don't know." Looking at Wang Jiwei, Wang Jiwei said: "Well, there are a lot of actors and directors anyway. The place is not big, and there is about [-] acres of land."

Then Qin Xuemei became interested and dragged Xiaowei to look at it, but in the end she just walked around and refused to let in.

After walking around the main street of Luoguxiang, the five of them walked back after eating some snacks and buying a few gadgets.

At noon, Lao Chen's family and Xiu'er came over and had lunch in Tongheju.

Aunt Chen especially liked the courtyard and street view here, and said to Lao Chen, "Why don't we live here, this is the place where people live, and it's deserted over there."

Old Chen was a little hesitant, mainly because drivers, babysitters, security personnel, etc. had to come as soon as he came, which was unavoidable.

Chen Hui said: "Dad, there are only a few of us living here. It's all idle. There is a special kitchen and dining room at the back. When the time comes, let the staff and Jiwei live in the front yard, and our family can live in the backyard, right? It’s not that it can’t fit, isn’t it wider than your side?”

Old Chen thought for a while, looked at Aunt Chen, nodded and said, "All right, then stay for a few days."

Aunt Chen went to Zhang Luo with a smile on her face, and brought people back to Wanshou to pick up things. It seemed that she was planning to live here for a long time.

Xiaowei said: "Uncle, can you invite some experienced chefs over here, the qualified ones. We have to cook here, and we have to prepare for the restaurant."

(End of this chapter)