After Chu Heng separated with Cen Hao, Lan Zhong and the others, he walked a few steps on the street when he met a taxi parked on the street waiting for passengers. He hurriedly walked a few steps to the car, leaning forward slightly. , using a smooth Beijing accent, asked the driver who was sitting bored in the car smoking: "Are you leaving, brother?" ”
“Let’s go, let’s go”
The driver, who looked a bit honest, answered before he saw anyone. He turned around and saw that they were still carrying two boxes, and hurriedly put them out. He got out of the car with the cigarette in his hand and trotted to the back of the car to open the trunk for them.
Cen Hao still didn't understand what was going on at this time, and he stood aside and watched stupidly, carrying two large suitcases.
Chu Heng could only tell him: "Don't be stunned, quickly put your luggage in the trunk."
"Oh." Cen Hao quickly walked over and stuffed the suitcase into the car with the driver, and was then pulled into the back seat by Chu Heng.
After the driver returned to the car, he started the car first, then turned back to Chu Heng and asked: "Where are you going? Handsome boy."
"Next to the Mandarin Hotel on Connaught Road That apartment building." Chu Heng reported the address that Aunt Anna gave him in the telegram a few days ago.
“What a great place!”
The driver raised his eyebrows upon hearing this, with a hint of joy in his eyes. The apartment building is not far from here, and the people living there are either foreign devils or Japanese devils. A social elite, basically every time he takes down such a person, he will receive some tips.
So this trip was a good, easy and profitable business. How could he not be happy?
The driver quickly put the car into gear, stepped on the accelerator, and drove off quickly.
Cen Hao in the back seat looked at the driver, put his head next to Chu Heng's ear, and asked in an uncertain voice in a low voice: "Master Chu, is this one of our own?"
" No." Chu Heng smiled and shook his head. He had already guessed why this kid would ask this, so he directly Explained: "This is a taxi, also called a taxi. It is similar to the trolleys and tricycles we have at home. You can ride on it by paying money."
"So that's it!" Cen Hao nodded suddenly. After thinking about it for a while, I couldn't help but ask: "That should be quite expensive, right?"
"It's definitely more expensive than a rickshaw, but it also has the advantage of being expensive. It's fast and it's comfortable to sit on." Chu Heng said with a smile.
"If it were me, I would definitely not sit down. How comfortable can it be? How much faster can it be? Wouldn't it be nice to save money and buy some food?" Cen Hao looked like he was calculating his budget.
"Haha," Chu Heng smiled when he heard the words, and leisurely took out the cigarette lighter, turned to look out the window at the bright and feasting world, and said in a light tone: "You think so because you are still Very poor, when one day your wealth After accumulating to a certain extent, you will find that time is the most precious compared to money."
"Oh."
Cen Hao blinked, not listening too much. I understand, but I feel unclear about it.
The driver in front of him looked behind him through the rearview mirror, and naturally thought that Chu Heng, who was calm and composed, was a rich relative from Hong Kong Island, while Cen Hao, who looked confused and excited, was regarded by him as a relative. A poor relative who just came from the mainland, even if he is wearing a high-end-looking suit.
After all, there are some things that cannot be concealed by clothing alone.
Cen Hao looked like a country bumpkin going into the city, even putting him in a dragon robe was useless.
"Master Chu, there are so many tall buildings here!"
"Yeah."
"There are a lot of cars too!"
"Yeah."
"Eh? Mr. Chu, what do you do with the painting of a woman with her breasts exposed outside?"
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"That is the cancer of capitalism. I will take you to criticize it later when I have time."
"How to criticize it?"
"Why are you asking so many questions? You will know when the time comes!"
The two brothers chatted all the way, and it didn't take long for the taxi to arrive at the destination. "Three dollars and six, handsome boy." After the driver parked the car at the door of the apartment building, he looked back at Chu Heng expectantly.
Chu Heng reached into his pocket and took out a wad of Hong Kong dollars that Mr. Meng gave him before leaving. He took out five yuan and handed it to the front. Under Cen Hao’s painful gaze, , said generously: "No need to look for it."
"Thank you, pretty boy."
The driver took the money with a smile, got out of the car attentively and took out their luggage for them. Prices in Hong Kong were still very low at this time, and the tip of more than one yuan was enough for him to eat a beef brisket rice.
“Thanks, brother.”
Taking the luggage, Chu Heng smiled and reached out to pat the driver’s shoulder, then brought him to face the twenty-six-story Wenhua Building. Cen Hao, who was amazed by the hotel, walked towards the apartment building next to him.
There is a gatekeeper downstairs. He is a sturdy young man in his twenties, with a thick back and thick waist, and strong arm muscles. At first glance, he looks like he has strong endurance.
Chu Heng skillfully handed over a cigarette, told the other party the room number, and reported his name. The young man ran to call the internal phone number to confirm with the above, and then let them in. And he also took them to the elevator attentively, and the service was quite good.
After all, everyone who can come in and out of here basically has status, which is not something he, a little gatekeeper, can offend.
At least not until he is on the list...
“Hey, eh, eh, it’s moving, this thing is moving!”
In the elevator Cen Hao, who was sitting on this thing for the first time, felt the feeling of weightlessness and asked Chu Heng: "Master Chu, how can this thing be free of weight?" Is it moving?"
"It's electric, and it's pulled by a motor. Also, did you see the button I just pressed? Go to a certain floor and press the button, and it will move by itself." Chu Heng patiently taught him how to use it, and in a blink of an eye the elevator stopped on the fifth floor.
"Kakaka!"
The elevator door opened, and the two of them just came out with their luggage. Suddenly, Avima, wearing a floral skirt, rushed out from the side and opened her arms excitedly. Everyone fell on Chu Heng.
“You’re finally here, Chu!”
Cen Hao has long been used to this. This foreign woman always likes to take advantage of their Master Chu.
"Okay, okay, let go quickly." Chu Heng broke away from her arms speechlessly.
"Has the journey been smooth?" Anna stepped forward, smiled and hugged Chu Heng, and then hugged Cen Hao, making the young man blush instantly.
“Haha, you are actually shy, Cen, my lovely little boy, you are actually shy towards an aunt like Anna?” Avima carelessly put her hand on Cen Hao’s shoulder and asked with a wink: “ I guess you are a virgin, right?”
“Get out!”
Cen Hao pushed her away with a blushing face.
"I'll tear your mouth off sooner or later!" Anna glared at the woman who spoke so freely, and then pulled Chu Heng into the next room with a dark face.
She has always been very concerned about what others say about her age.
“It’s not certain who will tear who!” But Avima was not afraid at all. She chased after Chu Heng with a playful smile, wrapped her arms around Chu Heng again, and asked with excitement: “Chu, take a guess, How many copies of my book have I sold?"
Chu Heng looked at her excited expression and said, "One million?"
"Wrong, it's two. One million and three hundred thousand!" Avima laughed.
“Holy shit, how long has it been?” Even Chu Heng, the editor, was shocked. He had thought that this book would be a big hit, but he didn’t expect it to be so popular.
Are all politically-charged deals so profitable?