There was a lot to eat in Beijing, and when they left the airport, there was a Buick with license plate Beijing 666888 waiting outside.
Gu Sanjia opened the car door easily and smiled, letting Qiao Nian get in the car first.
"Miss Qiao, please get in the car first. We will go to Yufu for dinner later. I have already reserved a seat."
Although Yuan Yongqin bought her a lot of real estate in Beijing, this was actually the first time Qiao Nian came to Beijing. She was unfamiliar with the place and didn't know what Yufu he was talking about, so she just said "huh" with a faint expression.
, then he bent down and got into the car.
When Qiao Nian got on the bus, Gu San quickly gave up his seat, smiled and said to the man behind him: "Master Wan, you and Miss Qiao sit in the back seat, and I'll show you the way in front."
Ye family driver:......
Third Young Master, what does this mean? Humiliate him?
He has been driving Mr. Ye for twenty years. There is no place in the streets and alleys of Beijing that he does not know, from the airport to the imperial palace. How can he lose it?
Just as the driver was thinking this, the front door was opened. He watched Gu Sanfeng get into the car angrily and said to him: "Please go to Yufu."
"Um."
The driver was depressed. Being in the Ye family, he knew the principle of doing more and talking less. He silently turned the car around and drove towards Hawangfu Road.
Yufu is one of the best private restaurants in Beijing. Many people from the upper class love to eat here. It is famous for its Suzhou cuisine.
It is similar in nature to the waterside pavilions around the city. The more famous it is, the more "loud" its price will be.
Gu San didn't think it was anything. He took out his mobile phone from the passenger seat and called the manager of Yufu, asking them to leave a seat.
*
The other side of the airport.
Qiao Weimin and Shen Qiongzhi had been standing on the side of Airport Road for a while.
They were the first to get off the plane after landing. After getting off the plane and getting their luggage, they waited on the side of the road for almost another hour.
Qiao Weimin raised his wrist impatiently and looked at his watch: "Isn't Ai Ai here yet? Do you want to give them a call?"
Shen Qiongzhi looked embarrassed: "...just wait a little longer."
"How long do we have to wait here from getting on the plane to getting off the plane? It's almost dark."
While he was talking, he saw a Buick driving past on the side of the road. The black car body had handsome lines in the sun, and the license plate also started with the low-key Beijing brand.
Beijing.666888
Just from the license plate number, I know that not everyone can afford to drive it, and I don’t know what kind of person is sitting inside.
After sighing in his heart, he then looked at himself reflected in the mirror of a roadside shop - carrying his luggage, standing on the side of the road in a state of embarrassment, looking trapped and exhausted just like those migrant workers who came to Beijing to work.
His heart couldn't help but twitch.
I remembered what Shen Qiongzhi said about Qiao Nian's possibility of flying to Beijing on the next flight.
I can't help but think that when Qiao Nian arrives, she will be like them. No one from the Jiang family has come for a long time, so should she be asked to stand on the airport road and wait?
*
The Buick soon stopped in front of a restaurant on Wangfu Road.
Gu San turned around and said to the two people in the back row: "Miss Qiao, Master Wan, we're here."
Through the rearview mirror, the driver of the Ye family saw the girl sitting with their young master raising her head, her eyes as dark as ink, her beautiful snow-white face still looking like she had just woken up from sleep, and the ends of her eyes were quite sinister.
She doesn't look like the squeamish ladies in the capital at all.
There is an aura of mixed society around him.
But she was so beautiful that even wearing a peaked cap couldn't hide her pretty face. The driver couldn't associate her with a gangster.