A straw hat, a straw hat, a small boat, a foot of silk fiber and an inch of hook.

A song and a glass of wine, one person fishing alone in the river.

Zhang Jinghui lay quietly on the bed, looking at the slowly darkening night outside. She couldn't calm down for a long time. There was always a figure of a person echoing in her mind. This person was not handsome, nor heroic, and there was no prince riding a white horse.

He is so beautiful, and does not have the domineering power of Zhao Zilong who shuttles through Cao Ying with a sword. This person is very ordinary. He is so ordinary that when he walks by him, he will not look back. However, this ordinary person is alone.

It left a mark on my heart, neither deep nor shallow, but it will always make people think of it.

A knock on the door broke the tranquility in the room, "Miss, the father-in-law is back and wants you to go down to eat."

"Oh, I got it, I'll go down now." Zhang Jinghui pulled back her thoughts and looked at the door to answer. Zhang Jinghui stood up, rubbed her sore eyes, and walked out of the room, wearing a long emerald green skirt that reached her knees.

, wearing a pair of home slippers with cartoon pictures on her feet, there is always a girly side in every woman's heart, this sentence makes sense. However, even in this very ordinary dress, Zhang Jinghui walked out of the Oscar red carpet in such a stunning way

Eyeball momentum and attraction.

Because she had just taken a shower, Zhang Jinghui always exuded a hint of floral fragrance. Her white cheeks shone with a dazzling light under the light, and her exposed skin had a beautiful luster. This is what everyone

A height that realistic artists cannot reach. Beauty is not a moment. It is every moment, every smile, every move, every look back, and every frown.

Zhang Jinghui walked downstairs and saw Zhang Luzi, so she laughed and said: "Grandpa, you are back. You were late and left early again. The Holy Father will scold you again when he finds out."

Zhang Jinghui is the eldest granddaughter of Zhang Luzi. Not only is she beautiful, she is also very capable. It is because of her efforts that the Zhang family's industry can flourish and grow bigger and bigger. Zhang Jinghui is only twenty years old when he is in charge of the family industry.

At the age of 10, she was still at the age where she would hide in front of her parents and beg for hugs. Who would have thought that such a young woman would manage the Zhang family's property in an orderly manner. And for the old people under her who followed Zhang Luzi to start a business, Zhang Jinghui could

Winning their recognition is not just about her identity, but also relies on her business talent. The employees above and below also sincerely admire Zhang Jinghui.

Being taught a lesson by his granddaughter, Zhang Luzi did not feel embarrassed at all, "Haha, Your Majesty wishes me to do nothing. At such an old age, if I work hard for the sake of the imperial court, wouldn't it cost Your Majesty a fortune?"

There is a lot of pension money, but the Holy Spirit is poor, and the poor can only eat one pig's trotters every day."

The Holy One likes to eat pig's trotters. This is a matter known to the whole world. Zhang Luzi teased the Holy One, but no one would tell this to the Holy One's ears.

"You are teasing His Majesty again, be careful he spanks you."

"Haha" Zhang Luzi laughed heartily and didn't care, "Don't be afraid of being spanked. My Lao Zhang's butt is much prettier than those old immortals."

Well, the business woman couldn't continue this topic. She sat down, poured a bowl of soup for Zhang Luzi, and poured another bowl for herself, and asked: "Grandpa, where is my grandma?"

"Your grandma, being bored at home, organized a tour group for the elderly with a few old ladies, saying they were going to Shuiliandong to see monkeys." At this point, Zhang Luzi became obviously excited: "You said it's so big

Now that you are older, you must imitate those young people when traveling. What should you do if you bump into each other? I told your grandma that if you are bored, you can go out and dance square dances with those old ladies, but your grandma just won’t listen.

Talk to her later."

Zhang Jinghui smiled slightly: "Okay, I'll give grandma some advice."

I heard that there are many old men in the elderly tour group, and Zhang Luzi is a little jealous. You must know that Mrs. Zhang was a flower on the grassland when she was young. Even in old age, she is still like Xishi Diaochan and Wang Zhaojun, which will naturally attract some young girls.

The old man Zhang Luzi was also a little worried.

We won’t go into details about Zhang Luzi’s appearance. He relied entirely on his own personal charm to attract Mrs. Zhang, a grassland flower. If you take a closer look at Zhang Jinghui’s beauty, you can imagine the beauty of Mrs. Zhang.

"And you." After talking about the old one, it's time to talk about the younger one. Zhang Luzi also has the potential to be the eighth wife, "How many times have I told you, the son of a rich man cannot sit down in the hall, our family is so rich.

Money, when your grandma and I get together, the family property will belong to you and your sister. If something happens to you, your grandma and I will be so sad. We will stretch you out with shit and pee. Is it easy for us?

, do you want us white-haired people to send black-haired people away?"

Zhang Jinghui's head was full of black lines. It was like this every time. Zhang Jinghui had basically memorized it all by heart. But facing her relatives who cared about her, Zhang Jinghui could only nod in agreement and promise not to go out and run around again in the future.

Zhang Luzi was still talking endlessly, from the dangers of being a single woman going out, to the difficulty of starting a business for her ancestors, and the hardships of raising children, but Zhang Jinghui could not refute, she could only listen obediently, and pretend to be satisfied.

appearance.

Suddenly, an urgent sound of tires rubbing against the ground came in. Zhang Jinghui's nervous mood finally relaxed, and the person to divert the fire finally arrived.

Sure enough, listening to this voice, Zhang Luzi stopped to lecture Zhang Jinghui, but complained: "These two girls are really true. How many times have I told you to drive slowly. Just like people, you can't be in such a hurry when doing things. A woman

The child is so anxious and anxious, such a girl would not be able to get married in our days."

Zhang Jinghui kept nodding, "Grandpa, what you said is so right. What my little sister did was wrong. You have to teach her a lesson."

A red trot with a gorgeous color and cool styling. The Ming Empire was still unable to mass-produce this kind of car on its own. Firstly, the skills were not good enough, and secondly, it was expensive to build. No one other than the emperor's relatives was qualified to drive it. It was like the entire Ming Empire.

There are less than three of them, one is in the British palace, one is in the imperial city, and one is collected by an unknown person and will never be seen.

Such a cool car quickly attracted the attention of the servant, who trotted over, opened the car door, and said respectfully: "Second Miss, you are back."

"Yes," the visitor replied, and then asked: "Xiao Zhang, are my grandfather and my sister back?"

"If I go back to the second lady, the father-in-law and the eldest lady have already come back."

The first thing that came out was a long leg. According to the international golden ratio, this person's legs, regardless of leg shape or leg length, can be used as standard vertebrae. They are slender and slender, and the exposed ankle skin is also shining white. A pair of ordinary

Flat cloth shoes are a style that many people dare not try. The second lady of a British government gave her a sense of elegance in wearing them, because the second lady likes to wear flat cloth shoes. It seems that she has also led a trend. For young people,

The increase in the price of cloth shoes has helped a lot.

The lower body is a pair of tight jeans, and the upper body is a long white gown, which covers the buttocks at the back. The corner of the shirt is tucked into the pants. The gown is not the kind that is transparent and can be seen inside, although the second lady is dressed very well.

It is fashionable, but the exposure style in Europe and America is still unacceptable. This is the accumulation and continuation of culture for thousands of years. It is still difficult to contact the outside world. Of course, there are many pioneers who dedicate their bodies to beauty.

, they believe that beauty belongs to the whole world. If you come to this world naked, you must show it to the world naked, so they started some emerging industries, such as Japanese pirate movies.

Her hair was draped over her shoulders, and a pair of huge sunglasses covered half of her face. After getting out of the car, the second lady took off her sunglasses, revealing a stunningly beautiful face. There was a vague shadow of Zhang Jinghui's face on the second lady's face, but theirs

Beauty is different. Zhang Jinghui's beauty is like the wind, blowing her face with warmth. The beauty of the second lady is like water. It will be cool in summer, but heartbreaking in winter.

If Wang Bu was present, he would have felt that the second lady looked very familiar, as if he had seen her somewhere before, but he could not remember that in his dream, he was still in that illusory world.

This person is none other than the famous star Zhang Jingjun, the second young lady of the British government, and Zhang Jinghui's younger sister. This is also the reason why none of Wang Busheng and the others have heard the song Zhang Jinghui sang that night.

Zhang Jingjun threw the car keys to the servant and said with a smile: "Xiao Zhang, you have had a facelift and your wrinkles have reduced a lot."

"whee,

"How about it, did you succeed?" It turns out that bad habits can be inherited.

Xiao Zhang smiled helplessly, "It didn't work."

"Why"

"She said that men who are too handsome have no sense of security. Second Miss, please tell me, looks are given by my parents. It's my fault that I am good-looking." Xiao Zhang feels bad about his body and skin, which he has received from his parents.

I am also very angry about fair treatment.

"Xiao Zhang, don't be angry. Next time I will introduce you to a big star. They like you the most." Zhang Jingjun also cares about her employees. After all, only if you live a happy life can you be better.

Serving the British government, this is a win-win situation. It can be seen that Zhang Jingjun also has a long-term vision, which is much better than those bosses who only know how to deduct employees' wages and are not willing to give workers a wage increase.

"Thank you Miss Second, thank you Miss Second." Xiao Zhang was very excited. It was acceptable for Xiao Zhang to reluctantly find a celebrity as his wife.

Although today's stars are shining brightly wherever they go, and their nobility is inviolable, the status of these stars is still very embarrassing. This is a highly hierarchical society, and low-class people are low-class people. Stars are just more expensive or more expensive.

It is still difficult for actresses who are not prostitutes to sell their skills to enter a wealthy family. Often they can only become the second wife, or the side room raised outside, the kind that cannot be seen in the light. And everyone knows that if you want to get involved in the entertainment industry, you must

Sacrifice is unavoidable, especially for women. No, several female artists committed suicide in Bangzi Country a few days ago. The reason is very simple. Accompanying different guests every day is too stressful physically and mentally, so ordinary people do not do it as a last resort.

I still don’t want to marry a celebrity as my wife, after all, traditional concepts don’t allow it.

Of course, people who have the ability and background will be in the entertainment industry like a fish in water and will not be affected at all. For example, Zhang Jingjun.
Chapter completed!