Li Ping refused to look at any more high-end goods. She took Fang Zhe out and kept raising her hand to look at her ring finger. She whispered: "It's five carats. What's the clarity and fluorescence? Let alone looking at it. Just look at it."
I almost fainted when I heard what he said."
"There is no need to understand professional knowledge. In today's fierce business competition environment, jewelry stores of this kind of big brands will not be too deceptive. After all, they are in the business of rich people. If they deceive too hard, they will worry about retaliation.
. I don’t care about this professional knowledge at all, I just buy it from a reputable jeweler.”
Li Ping nodded and kept Fang Zhe's words in mind. After getting a diamond ring, Li Ping was satisfied, but today's shopping trip had just begun. She pulled Fang Zhe in and out of the store, holding her hand when she came out.
It's normal to have multiple bags. But Li Ping no longer refuses to use Fang Zhe's card every time she checks out.
When I returned to the hotel and entered the lobby, a female voice shouted from behind: "Mr. Fang, wait a minute."
Fang Zhe stopped and turned around, feeling that Li Ping's hand holding her arm tightened. When he saw the person clearly, Fang Zhe smiled: "It turns out to be Ms. Guo, what a coincidence."
Guo Yurong was wearing a white dress, with a belt around her waist that was stretched to a thin size. Her face was red and she was panting slightly. It was obvious that she was being chased. Fang Zhe glanced behind her, and sure enough, there was a white RV parked there.
"Yeah, we meet each other everywhere in life, it's really a coincidence." Guo Yurong didn't expect to encounter Fang Zhe here. Before the car was stable, he opened the back door and chased after him, without paying attention to his companions in the car.
"Ms. Guo, what's your advice?" Fang Zhe didn't have much favorable impressions of this female liar. Her appearance in the Sixth Cotton Spinning Factory triggered a leadership adjustment. This was the information Fang Lihua later learned after inquiring. Hu Shuo was opposed to it at the time.
The reason was that the price was very low. The reason why things didn't work out later had nothing to do with Fang Zhe, but Guo Yurong's plan to do nothing. He didn't pay a penny and had to borrow a sum of money from the bank to purchase the Sixth Cotton Spinning Factory.
Later, some people wanted to investigate the accounts of the No. 6 Cotton Spinning Factory on the grounds that Hu Shuo could not actively cooperate with Hong Kong companies and the acquisition failed. Hu Shuo had to find a connection to transfer, gave up his position as factory director, and was transferred to a higher-level unit in the shipyard.
, Hu Shuo was basically marginalized.
Two more men and one woman got out of the car. Guo Yurong realized that Fang Zhe's eyes were not directed at her, so she looked back and said with a smile: "My friend, the best is to come with us for afternoon tea. By the way, don't you introduce this lady?"
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Fang Zhe didn't know what this woman was doing, and didn't want to tangle with her. He nodded and said, "I don't think it's necessary. Your friend is here, and I'm going up too." As she said that, she turned to leave, but Li Ping was very surprised.
He pulled it with interest: "Don't be rude."
Fang Zhe looked over helplessly, and Li Ping smiled eagerly. When Fang Zhe nodded helplessly, Li Ping reached out and said, "Let's get to know each other, Li Ping." Guo Yurong was very curious about the relationship between the two, and introduced himself when shaking hands: "Guo Yurong
, I had contact with Mr. Fang and wanted to cooperate at that time, but later the conditions were not agreed upon."
Fang Zhe is really a bitch, are you cooperating? Ignoring Fang Zhe's warning eyes, Guo Yurong took Li Ping's hand and spoke affectionately: "What are you doing in Hong Kong City? If you are traveling, I can be your guide.
Ah, there’s no charge.”
Fang Zhe was not worried about Li Ping suffering a loss at all. This woman had the experience of working as an acupuncture pointer in her early twenties. What kind of scene had she not seen before? She burned high incense without lying to others. With the silly smile on her face now, whoever believed it was a fool.
"Really, that's great. We plan to visit Hong Kong City for three days, and we just came back from shopping today. The scenery in Hong Kong City is average, the shopping is very cheap, and the food is very good. I plan to go shopping tomorrow, but you are busy
Aren't you busy?" Fang Zhe had experienced Li Ping's outburst of affinity. This woman was very good at bringing people closer together.
"Okay, I don't have anything to do right now. If you want to invite me, why don't we meet by chance and have afternoon tea together." Guo Yurong's invitation was of course not without purpose. She found the wrong partner during her last trip to Hong Kong City, and now this is her home turf.
"I'll send the things back to the room first, and I'll find you later." Fang Zhe cooperated and said that he would leave, giving Li Ping a stage to show off. Before Li Ping could say anything, Guo Yurong immediately seized the opportunity: "Okay, I
I hit it off with Sister Li, and we were about to have a good chat for a while. You can go about your business." This was like making the decision for Li Ping.
Fortunately, Li Ping didn't object and happily held her hand and said, "Yeah, I feel friendly when I see her."
Fang Zhe couldn't listen at all. It was so hypocritical. He turned around and took a step forward. He heard Guo Yurong behind him saying: "I'll introduce you to my friend. Oh, did Sister Li just buy this diamond ring? I'm at Chow Tai Fook."
I’ve seen it before, I want to buy it and I’m still saving my pocket money.”
Fang Zhe paused for a step, wanting to turn around and say something to her, but continued walking to the elevator.
After returning to the room and putting down a pile of bags, Fang Zhe went out without hurrying down. He walked leisurely to the fire corridor, smoked a cigarette before going out to the elevator and going downstairs. The afternoon tea in this hotel is very famous, left by the colonists.
The traces are very strong. It can be said that this city is full of deep traces left by the colonists.
The two women seemed to be chatting happily. When Fang Zhe came in to look for her, he first saw Guo Yurong opposite him raising his hand. There was nothing wrong with his smile, at least it didn't give Fang Zhe a bad feeling.
"What are we talking about? He looks very happy." Fang Zhe sat down next to Li Ping and seemed to ask casually, but in fact he had another purpose. Li Ping had long been aware of Fang Zhe's wariness, so she was not worried about him treating Guo Yurong.
Any ideas, it should be the other way around.
"We were just talking about 1997. There are two kinds of public opinion in Hong Kong. One is that 1997 is coming, so immigrate quickly. The other is that it will be better after 1997. What does Fang Sheng think? Sister Ping, don't influence him.
." Guo Yurong is really capable, at least on the surface he managed to have a pleasant conversation with Li Ping.
"Isn't this a very simple matter? Doesn't the Hong Kong city rely entirely on the mainland to be what it is today? Among other things, the tap water that millions of people drink is supplied by the mainland, right? There are three types of people who are worried about returning.
One is stupid, the other is bad, and the last one is the most pathetic, stupid and bad." Fang Zhe looked around as he spoke: "Where are your friends?"
Guo Yurong's train of thought was interrupted, and he raised his finger to another table: "I met other friends and went over to sit down." After speaking, Guo Yurong realized that his train of thought had been distorted by Fang Zhe's words, and he looked at Fang Zhe with a scrutinizing smile:
"Fang Sheng is very bad."
Fang Zhe didn't take it seriously at all, and smiled and said: "I just don't want to discuss this issue, because it has nothing to do with me. Besides, from what standpoint do I talk about it? My identity determines it, I told Li Ping
No matter what, you will think it is a matter of position."
"There is a question that I am afraid I cannot deny, and that is that the liberal democratic system of Hong Kong City is the foundation for prosperity." Someone interjected and sat next to Guo Yurong. To his surprise, Guo Yurong moved and kept pulling.
Open distance.
Fang Zhe didn't see it in front of him, but Li Ping couldn't help but laugh. The person who came was a man in his thirties, and he could tell by his clothes that he belonged to the so-called elite in this city. The atmosphere was a bit awkward, and when the reception came, Fang Zhe Said: "A cup of black tea."
Guo Yurong turned his face away and was still smiling. The most striking feature of the man opposite him was that he felt very good about himself. He was fairly tall and tall, but a little short, less than 1.7 meters tall. It was obvious that his goal was Guo Yurong.
Fang Zhe continued to ignore him. Seeing that Guo Yurong was silent, Guo Yurong had no choice but to face Fang Zhe and said, "Bai Yusong, an ordinary friend."
This introduction made Li Ping sit up slightly and get closer to Fang Zhe. Bai Yusong's expression changed slightly, and she actually said in a condescending tone: "This gentleman hasn't answered my question yet."
Fang Zhe really didn't want to talk to him, but he stared at Fang Zhe aggressively. In response, Fang Zhe looked at Guo Yurong with questioning eyes. The woman just shrugged, spread her hands and said, "I don't care, there's nothing I can do."
Is this a clear sign of bullying? At least Guo Yurong can't do anything to him. Fang Zhe put away his smile, looked at Bai Yusong and said calmly: "People who talk about democracy and freedom in Hong Kong City should really see a doctor to make sure. Do you have an IQ?"
This time, Li Ping cooperated better, lying directly on Fang Zhe's shoulder and laughing. Guo Yurong, who was opposite him, was a little scrupulous, so he could only turn his head and cover his mouth and twitch. Bai Yusong's expression was ferocious, and his eyes were burning.
Fang Zhe said again: "If you want to cause trouble, you have to look at the place. This hotel is not a place where you can cause trouble."
At this time, another woman came over, sat next to Guo Yurong and said with a smile: "What are you talking about? It seems like we are about to fight."
Guo Yurong lay in her ear and whispered something passionately. The woman also covered her mouth and smiled, and said to Bai Yusong: "They have sent someone from a big name. Come over." The tone of his voice was command line, Bai Yusong said. He stood up and left without any intention of resisting.
"Bai Yuting!" The woman stretched out her hand, Fang Zhe touched it briefly and then took it back: "Fang Zhe."
"I'm also very interested in the question you just asked. Could you please say a few more words, Mr. Fang?" The relationship between Bai Yuting and Bai Yusong is obvious. Judging from their age, Bai Yuting is still younger, but she can command Bai Yusong.
Fang Zhe was too lazy to guess their relationship and showed a polite fake smile: "Everyone in Hong Kong knows that from 1841 to now, all Hong Kong governors are appointed. After the return of 1997, the chief executive was elected. Such an obvious contrast , a conclusion that can be drawn without thinking at all, and yet someone actually praises the democracy and freedom of some other port city in front of me. Does he understand the history of democracy?"
Bai Yuting's smile was also very fake. After listening to Fang Zhe's words, the fake smile could no longer be maintained and gradually disappeared.
"Fang Sheng's perspective on the problem is really special." What does Bai Yuting mean by this? It seems that there is no need to think about it.
Therefore, Fang Zhe asked rudely: "Guo Yurong, what does her family do?"
Bai Yuting's expression changed, and Guo Yurong stopped laughing and sighed: "The Bai family is famous in the legal world."
Fang Zhe showed his original expression, and then gave a look of disdain and contempt: "No wonder!"