Revealing a smooth forehead and delicate facial features.
Put some light makeup on your face.
He is over 1.6 meters tall, but his proportions are perfect.
The legs are well-proportioned and round.
Paired with black silk...it has a unique flavor.
Zhou Xing’s personal secretary at China Merchants Bank—Zhang Yan!
Today, he needs to confirm the office building and then register the company. Many things need to be accompanied by Zhang Yan to help him deal with them.
So Zhou Xing contacted her yesterday. Unexpectedly, Zhang Yan had already arrived and was waiting by the car without sending him a message.
"Trouble."
Zhou Xing said to Zhang Yan.
"No trouble, it's my duty to serve you well."
Zhang Yan bowed again.
"Not so polite."
Zhou Xing waved his hand and said, "We are of the same age, so just be casual. I'm not that harsh."
"OK."
Zhang Yan nodded, with a professional smile still on her face.
Zhou Xing was a little helpless and could only ask: "How long have you been here? If this happens again next time, you don't need to wait outside, just send me a message directly. You have stayed outside for a long time in this weather.
If I get a heat stroke, I won’t be able to explain to President Lin.”
"It didn't take long."
Zhang Yan pursed her lips and smiled: "Actually, these are nothing. For example, when I first entered the bank, it was normal to brave the nearly 40-degree heat to run around outside for a day to do business."
"Besides, you are a VIP of our bank, so I should..."
"Stop, stop, stop..."
Zhou Xing immediately interrupted Zhang Yanguan's speech and glanced at her with some surprise. He originally thought that she was brought by Lin Yusheng and had certain connections in the bank.
Maybe he and Lin Yusheng are also some relatives.
Listening to what Zhang Yan said, she also started from the grassroots level...
Zhou Xing immediately asked: "Have you had breakfast?"
"I already ate it on the way here."
"Okay, let's get in the car."
Zhou Xing nodded, without saying anything else, unlocked the car, opened the door and got into the driver's seat.
At the same time, I was reminded of Zhang Yan’s driving style.
Zhang Yan got into the passenger seat, closed the door, and said to Zhou Xing, "Thank you, Mr. Zhou."
"fine."
Zhou Xing started the car.
The sound of the V12 engine resounded loudly.
Zhang Yan looked at the interior of the McLaren P1 curiously, her eyebrows slightly furrowed.
This seems a little different from the luxury car I imagined.
The interior is too basic.
It doesn’t look like a million-dollar luxury car at all. The car that President Lin Yusheng and Lin usually travel in is a Mercedes-Benz S-Class, and the interior looks much more luxurious than this car.
The seats are also a bit hard and not that comfortable to sit on.
"Why, it's strange that the interior of the sports car is not as luxurious as expected, but instead looks so simple, not even comparable to a car worth hundreds of thousands of dollars?"
Zhou Xing noticed Zhang Yan's expression and couldn't help but smile and said, "Isn't it very comfortable to sit down?"
"ah?"
Hearing this, Zhang Yan quickly waved her hands and said, "No, no."
"It's okay if you do."
Zhou Xing smiled and said: "This is what a sports car looks like. It looks good on the outside and the price is high. In fact, in order to reduce weight and increase performance, manufacturers basically shrink everything that can be reduced, so the inside looks a bit uncomfortable.
It’s completely satisfactory. Whether it’s the comfort or the interior, it’s incomparable to million-level commercial vehicles.”
"So that's it..."
Zhang Yan smiled sheepishly: "I didn't know that before."
"That......"
Zhang Yan was a little curious again, staring at Zhou Xing with bright eyes: "Why do boys still like sports cars so much? It's obviously more comfortable to sit on...it's more sporty."
"Haha...you didn't know that."
Zhou Xing said with a smile: "One of the reasons is that the sports car looks good when driven, and the other is that... the air conditioning in this car is not very good."
“The air conditioner is not very good?”
Zhang Yan was a little confused: "I think this air conditioner is okay."
"You work in a bank and see many rich people. You should know that sports cars are also a symbol of status. To put it bluntly, they are showing off."
Zhou Xing explained.
Zhang Yan couldn't help but nodded, deeply understanding Zhou Xing's words.
Rich people have too many ways to show off their status, and none of them are beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
Zhou Xing said: "So when you drive a sports car with full personality, while you are looking cool, you also want to attract more girls' attention. Do you understand?"
Zhang Yan immediately woke up and her face turned slightly red.
Having said all that, how could she not understand, especially when she was in a bank and had contact with countless wealthy people, and some of the bank's teller staff, who looked more outstanding, were easily tempted by money.
During her tenure, many bank teller ladies chose to resign directly because of this, willing to become other people's mistresses.
"Rich people don't have more brains than ordinary people. They just have more resources and have the time to put on a show. In fact, they still cannot escape from human nature."
Zhou Xing added.
"Pfft."
Zhang Yan was amused by Zhou Xing's words. Didn't he also include himself in these words?
Immediately in front of Zhou Xing, he was no longer so reserved: "Mr. Zhou, I don't want to say this, you are also a rich man yourself."
"So I am no exception. I drive a sports car for the same purpose."
Zhou Xing said with a faint smile.
After Zhang Yan heard Zhou Xing's words, she also looked at him with some surprise.
She sees a lot of rich people, and there are even more hypocritical rich people.
I originally thought that Zhou Xing, with $500 million in his pocket, must have come from a wealthy family.
So when she faced Zhou Xing, she would feel a little nervous unconsciously.
But she didn't expect that there was no barrier between Zhou Xing and her. He was very interesting to talk to and had a kind personality when getting along with her, which made people feel comfortable.
There is no air of rich people at all, just like ordinary friends chatting with each other.
In particular, Zhou Xing was extremely frank in his words. He bought a sports car just to look cool and look like a girl. He would not have too much pretense to find a high-sounding excuse for this problem.
Zhang Yan was no longer as restrained as she was at the beginning, and gradually started talking more.
In my heart, I was very curious about Zhou Xing.
He has the vigor and humor of a young man, and at the same time, some of his words carry a maturity that is inconsistent with his age.
Coupled with the status of being rich...
People can't help but want to know what kind of environment it was like to be able to produce such an outstanding boy.
...........
Between two people talking.
McLaren has also arrived at its destination and parked under an office building.