Beijing-Hong Kong Confession

Zhu Xia doesn't like to attract attention, nor does she like to spend time on interpersonal communication, but this doesn't mean that she is an introverted and shy person with social phobia.

She just doesn't want to maintain a casual relationship with anyone.

When it comes to making friends, she is very Buddhist. If friendship can only be called friendship through regular social activities, she doesn't need it.

Song Chengyu knew that she would rather lie in bed for 24 hours than waste time dealing with people in a fake way.

As an adult, staying in Beijing, high-class banquets were inevitable, so he indulged her and allowed her to go abroad.

Lin Jiayue is exactly the opposite of Zhu Xia. The former is keen on socializing and is active in various banquets and parties.

The way they met was magical.

On a spring night, Zhu Xia was sitting on a bench, gazing at the view of the Charles River and the towering buildings on the other side of the river. She was enjoying the view when she suddenly heard sobbing.

She looked in the direction of the voice and saw Lin Jiayue squatting on the ground crying over a broken heart.

Zhu Xia kindly handed her her handkerchief. Lin Jiayue took it with a pair of red and swollen eyes and sat down next to her.

So, Zhu Xia went from appreciating the beautiful scenery of the spring night to listening to the love-hate entanglement of a girl with tears in her eyes complaining about her roommate stealing her boyfriend.

At first, Zhu Xia thought that if this girl used so many tears to water the flowers, the flowers would surely bloom beautifully.

At the end, she exclaimed that the girl had a very high level of language skills. She could talk for an hour without getting tired and her logic was very clear.

After knowing that Lin Jiayue was a journalism student, Zhu Xia was no longer surprised.

I still remember that Lin Jiayue broke down and cried for a long time, and on a whim, I asked her to curse the scumbag together.

Zhu Xia thought about it and cursed sincerely: "He has juvenile dementia."

Lin Jiayue burst out laughing when she heard this.

Whenever Lin Jiayue thought of Zhu Xia's novel swear words, she would laugh heartily.

The two of them were eating at a restaurant near the TV station. Lin Jiayue held her chopsticks and looked at Zhu Xia eagerly, "Baby, how come you are so smart?"

"I have a special secret." Zhu Xia said.

Lin Jiayue was eager to learn, "What's the secret?"

“Use a book as a pillow when you sleep, and the knowledge in the book will flow into your brain.”

Lin Jiayue thought hard, and it was obvious that she believed in the scientific miracle that Zhu Xia talked about.

Zhu Xia couldn't help laughing, "You're not considering buying a pillow book, are you?"

"Okay." Lin Jiayue was both annoyed and amused, "You are talking nonsense seriously again."

There were four dishes on the table: cheese lobster, steamed grouper, scallops with black pepper and black beans, and fried rice with sea urchin and crab. They maintained the traditional flavor of Cantonese cuisine, which is light, sweet and fresh.

Halfway through the meal, Zhu Xia asked, "Is your boss still giving you trouble?"

The largest commercial television station in Hong Kong is located in Sai Kung, New Territories. It has multiple channels, such as Jade Channel and Pearl Channel, covering news, finance, entertainment, variety shows, TV dramas and other programs.

Lin Jiayue switched to the entertainment column this year. During meetings to discuss the column topics, her boss frequently found fault with her.

"It's his problem if he's embarrassed." Lin Jiayue said with a good attitude, "I'm just a reporter. I have so much work to do, so I'm bound to make mistakes occasionally."

Zhu Xia looked her up and down. She had thick long hair, a well-made suit, and layered jewelry. She looked like a fashionable career woman.

Her eyes turned and she smiled softly, "Fake it till you make it."

Hearing this, Lin Jiayue raised her slender and delicate eyebrows and clinked her glass with Zhu Xia.

“Yes! Public resources belong to every citizen. Pretend that the public opinion field is free until it really becomes free!”

After dinner, Lin Jiayue adhered to the principle of being a person with self-respect and confidence, and said energetically before parting:

"People shouldn't let work take up all of their lives. Let's go watch the horse race together next Saturday night."

Zhu Xia smiled and said: "OK"

Looking at Lin Jiayue's smile, Zhu Xia vaguely recalled that rich night.

The girl who used to scold the scumbag has now become a reporter on the front line of news.

The moon is a girl who dares to love and hate and is full of confidence.

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Central, located in the Central and Western District of Hong Kong, is the political and commercial center of Hong Kong.

The car here is left-hand drive, pedestrians walk on the left, and there are British standard sockets. The first floor of the building is actually the second floor, and the G floor is the first floor.

The high-rise buildings in Central are shoulder to shoulder. The most eye-catching among the skyscrapers rising from the ground is the office building with the logo of China Port Group Center.

The building is LEED Platinum certified, energy self-sufficient, requires no municipal electricity support, and is expensive, a reminder of its owner’s deep pockets.

Few people know that there is an oil painting wall hidden in the director's office on the top floor.

The man stood in front of a huge and gorgeous oil painting, with the light from above pouring down, and the faint white light enveloped his noble and tall body.

When Uncle Cai opened the door, he saw He Lianzhou with his back to him, staring intently at the beautiful oil painting hanging on the wall.

It was a priceless oil painting painted by Pean, the world's top oil painting master.

The girl was lying on the railing of the ship, her chin resting on the back of her folded hands. She was wearing a thin knitted sweater and a gray pleated skirt, and the gentle breeze was blowing her hair.

She was bent over, her skirt swaying in the wind, her legs were long and white, and a white Samoyed dog was lying next to her slender ankles.

The sun sets, a full orange moon hangs in the sky, brilliant clouds bloom in the sky, purple and gold hues cover the sky with a hazy and romantic hue, and the clouds reflect the colors on her.

The interweaving of people and scenery creates a magnificent, lifelike and vivid oil painting.

I don’t know whether it is the scenery that sets off the people, or the people that set off the scenery.

From Uncle Cai's perspective, the man was holding an unlit cigarette between his fingers. He stood in front of the painting without saying a word, quietly looking at the girl, as if waiting for her to turn around and look for him.

At a certain moment, Uncle Cai seemed to see He Lianzhou transformed into the person in the painting, standing beside the girl, forming a pair of unparalleled jade beauties.

Unreal and unreal.

The man was wearing a white shirt and black suit pants wrapped around his long legs. He put a cigarette on his lips and lit it. The flame in his hand illuminated his superior features and then quickly went out.

Uncle Cai was shocked.

He actually saw a hint of loneliness in the young master! ?

Maybe, it’s because of that person.

Only she could make the calm and self-controlled young master show other emotions.

Uncle Cai had been working with He Lianzhou since he was twelve years old, and was mainly responsible for his life and some of his work.

Zhu Xia was not aware of Uncle Cai's existence, but Uncle Cai always knew of her existence.

After a while, Uncle Cai respectfully stepped forward to verify the itinerary with He Lianzhou one by one.

"Master, Joice is expected to return home in two days after completing the merger and acquisition cooperation with the Canadian energy company. The high-level meeting will start in half an hour. The group's first half report and the second half plan documents..."

Finally, he glanced at the Samoyed in the painting and said, "Bella has been safely transported back from New York."

He Lianzhou tapped the ash from his cigarette, his eyes always fixed on the girl in the painting.