In the taxi, Xiang Que grabbed the phone and went to the driver and asked, "Master, let me ask you, what kind of place is this China World Trade Center Phase III? Do you know, have you been there?"
"Do you know Zhongnanhai?" The driver replied with his eyes slanted.
Xiang Que let out a cry, nodded and said, "Everyone in the whole country knows about this."
The driver's language and eyes were extremely deep and said: "For people like us, China World Trade Center Phase III and Zhongnanhai are the same, where are they the same? These are places we can't afford to go to, and they are too far away from my life. , if you ask me if I know, then I must know, because I drive by there almost every day, but if you ask me what's in it, I can only shake my head, and I can only look at that kind of place That's all, I've heard the rumors, but who knows if it's true or not?"
Xiang Que said: "Then I'm curious, tell me about it."
The taxi drivers in the capital may be the most chatty drivers in the country. Once they open the chatterbox for you, it will be difficult to stop them. He can chat with you from beginning to end for a 20-kilometer journey. When will he talk to you? Up to now, they can talk about the people¡¯s livelihood in China to the US election. They have a lot of knowledge, and it sounds reasonable to you, so it¡¯s a regrettable mistake to chat with the driver. , He almost threw up when it was the third phase of China World Trade Center.
"Phase III of China World Trade Center, to put it bluntly, is a place where rich people go. It is expensive to eat a meal there. I may have to drive for more than half a year to afford it. It is cheap, and that meal may be enough. Our family of four has eaten for a month, the shopping mall is really luxurious, full of big brands, glittering international brands, too expensive to afford" The driver was eloquent and spitting, but he introduced the image Looking at the third phase of the China World Trade Center in his eyes, Xiang Que only had one thought in the end, which is quite high in the quality of this place.
"Master, you are not ordinary with your tongue, hehe, I can see, your wife must be happy, right?" Get out of the car to pay, Xiang Que closed the car door and walked into the third phase of China World Trade Center with his hands in his pockets.
The taxi driver said proudly from behind: "I have practiced my mouth for many years, and I have already got the essence of it. If I put down the steering wheel in my hand, maybe there will be another legend in the Japanese film and television industryGolden little tongue, quack is good"
Xiang Que put his hands in his pockets and walked to the gate of China World Trade Center. He looked up and felt nothing but the grandeur here. When the door opened, he walked in and a group of white-collar workers from China World Trade Center squeezed in behind him.
After the people in the elevator came in, they immediately scattered aside, leaving only the space near the door free. There was a woman in casual clothes with a canvas bag in her hand. It's quite ordinary, but it gives people a sense of imposing manner, and the people next to her have a tacit understanding and don't stand together for her.
Standing at the back, Xiang Que looked at the back of the woman in front of him and thought it looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it before. When the elevator went up, the people in it gradually disappeared. At the first floor, only Xiang Que and the woman were left.
"Ding" The elevator reached the eighty-eighth floor. After the door opened, the woman seemed a little surprised. As soon as she turned her head, she saw Xiang Que passing by her.
"Xiang Que?" The woman was slightly taken aback, she didn't quite expect to meet him here.
Xiang Que blinked, thought for a while and smiled: "Hehe, that Sister Yan?"
Last time in Jinbihuihuang, Zhang Yan offered his help and helped him, but Xiang Que didn't understand this person's confusion all the time, and he didn't expect to run into Li Yan when he came to look for her.
Zhang Yan glanced at the floor number, pointed to the open elevator door and said, "Are you here?"
"Ah, do something." Xiang Que walked outside the door, and said politely, "I'm a bit busy, but you're here too? That's a coincidence, I'll go find you later if I have nothing to do."
Zhang Yan hummed with a smile, and said, "The hundredth floor, come to me."
On the eighty-eighth floor, Xiang Que stood in the corridor and looked around. The corridor was very clean and spacious. There was no one in the corridor from one end to the other, and there was no sign posted. It was as if the entire floor had been abandoned.
Xiang Qiao just took a puff of a cigarette, and then raised his head with a feeling. On the wall above the corridor, a camera was slowly falling towards him.
On the 100th floor of the China World Trade Center, after Zhang Yan got out of the elevator, she walked and dialed the number with the phone in her hand, and entered the lounge area of ??the club. A young man in his thirties was flipping through a magazine. When he saw her coming in, he waved his hand and greeted her. .
"Yan, the business is quite busy.You don't even take a look at a guest with such a big card," the young man squinted his eyes and said slightly dissatisfied.
"Hey, Changqing." Zhang Yan was taken aback for a moment, then walked to the opposite side of the young man and sat down, crossing her legs and said, "Xiang Que came to the third phase of China World Trade Center, the eighty-eighth floor, and went alone."
"Why did he go there?" Qi Changqing asked in surprise on the phone.
"I don't know. I ran into him in the elevator just now. I guess he knew Li Yan's identity, so he came here for some reason. I guess there is something wrong between them?"
Qi Changqing pondered for a while and said, "Don't worry about it, just let him go."
"Hehe, can I ignore it? You love you so much, junior, and come to my territory, do you think I can ignore it?" Zhang Yan said angrily: "Don't worry about it, if there is anything, I will use it at my discretion deal with it"
After hanging up the phone, Zhang Yan immediately said to the man opposite: "Li Hao, when did you return to the capital?"
"The night before yesterday" Li Hao replied to him, then frowned and asked, "Who did you say was on the 88th floor of the China World Trade Center?"
"A kid," Zhang Yan said with a smile.
"Where did the kid from come from deserve your concern?" Li Hao asked thoroughly.
"Evergreen Junior Brother"
"Ah, then you really should hold it in your hand and take good care of it, otherwise if something happens to the kid, you will easily kneel down to Changqing if you are in a hurry. This man is too charming and you are too deeply involved," Li Hao said with a grin.
Zhang Yan glanced at him, and said lightly: "You mean I'm a bitch"
"In terms of emotional matters, who can say who is cheap or not, this has to be said to be giving"
Zhang Yan suddenly sighed resentfully, and said helplessly: "Then why, I have to give so indifferently all the time?"
Li Hao gritted his teeth and smiled: "Who made you so proud of him, you will be at a disadvantage in this regard."
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