City: I was reborn and became the top rich second generation

Zhou Xing asked.

"I can do anything, husband, I will eat whatever you eat!"

Min Sishi smiled coquettishly.

"Then eat the six yuan Mala Tang."

Zhou Xing couldn't help laughing.

"Let's say goodbye... I was a little too tired from dancing last night. Why don't we have some left over and eat it for a dollar. I can't stand any more. When I recover, I'll see if I can Can't order more."

"That's fine too."

"Hee hee, husband, you are so kind, I reward you with a kiss."

"By the way, husband, my roommate said that I want to meet you and have a meal together. You don't think it's convenient."

"Maybe I don't have much time recently, let's talk about it later."

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

"......"

...............

In a blink of an eye.

the next morning.

Ritz-Carlton, Presidential Suite.

Zhou Xing glanced at Min Sishi who was still asleep, then picked up his clothes, went into the bathroom to wash up, and then went downstairs.

Feel free to have some breakfast.

When I arrived at the door on the first floor, it was already nine o'clock in the morning.

The sun is a bit harsh.

Zhou Xing moved his body, squinted his eyes and walked out of the hotel lobby.

Came to the parking space of the car.

There was already a girl standing here, and when she saw Zhou Xing approaching, she quickly bowed: "Mr. Zhou, good morning."

Chapter 74

The woman combs her hair in a bun.

Showing a smooth forehead and delicate facial features.

Light makeup is applied on the face.

With a height of more than 1.6 meters, the proportions are perfect.

The legs are well proportioned and rounded.

Served with black silk...a unique flavor.

Zhou Xing's personal secretary of China Merchants Bank - Zhang Yan!

Today I need to confirm the office building, and then go to register the company. There are many things here that need to be accompanied by Zhang Yan to help him deal with them.

So Zhou Xing contacted her yesterday, but he didn't expect Zhang Yan to have arrived, standing beside the car and waiting, and didn't send him a message.

"It's troublesome."

Zhou Xing said to Zhang Yan.

"No trouble, it is my duty to serve you well."

Zhang Yan bowed again.

"Not so polite."

Zhou Xing waved his hands and said, "We're about the same age, so it's fine to be casual, and I'm not that harsh."

"Ok."

Zhang Yan nodded, still with a professional smile on her face.

Zhou Xing was a little helpless, so he could only ask: "How long have you been here? If this happens again next time, you don't have to wait outside, just send me a message. You have been outside for a long time in this weather. If I suffer from heat stroke, I won't be able to explain to President Lin."

"It hasn't been long."

Zhang Yan pursed her lips and smiled: "Actually, these are nothing. For example, when I first entered the bank, braving the high temperature of nearly [-] degrees, it was normal to run around all day doing business outside."

"Besides, you are our bank's VIP, so should I..."

"Stop stop..."

Zhou Xing immediately interrupted Zhang Yanguan's speech, and glanced at her somewhat unexpectedly, thinking that she was brought by Lin Yusheng and had a certain relationship with the bank.

Maybe he and Lin Yusheng are also close relatives.

Listening to what Zhang Yan said, she also started from the grassroots...

Zhou Xing immediately asked, "Have you had breakfast?"

"I ate it on the way here."

"Okay, let's get in the car then."

Zhou Xing nodded, without saying anything, unlocked the car, opened the door and sat in the main driver.

At the same time, I reminded Zhang Yan of her driving style.

Zhang Yan got into the co-pilot, closed the car door, and said to Zhou Xing, "Thank you, Mr. Zhou."

"fine."

Zhou Xing started the car.

The sound of the V8 engine resounded.

Zhang Yan looked curiously at the interior of the McLaren P1, her brows slightly frowned.

This seems a bit different from the luxury car I imagined.

The interior is too shabby.

It doesn't look like a million-dollar luxury car at all. President Lin Yusheng Lin usually travels in a Mercedes-Benz S-Class, and the interior looks much more luxurious than this car.

The seat is also a bit hard and not so comfortable to sit on.

"Why, it's strange that the interior of the sports car is not as luxurious as imagined, but it looks so simple, and it can't even compare with a car worth hundreds of thousands?"

Zhou Xing noticed Zhang Yan's expression, and couldn't help laughing: "Is it not very comfortable to sit?"

"what?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yan quickly waved her hands and said, "No."

"It's okay."

Zhou Xing smiled: "Sports car looks like this. It looks good on the outside and the price is high. In fact, in order to reduce weight and increase performance, the manufacturer basically shrunk everything that can be shrunk, so the inside looks a little different. It is satisfactory. Whether it is comfort or interior, it is incomparable with a million-level commercial vehicle."

"It turned out to be like this..."

Zhang Yan smiled embarrassedly: "I didn't know before."

"That......"

Zhang Yan was a little curious again, and stared at Zhou Xing with bright eyes: "Why do boys still like sports cars so much? It's obvious that the comfort level of sitting is more sporty."

"Haha...you don't know that."

Zhou Xing said with a smile: "The first thing is that the sports car looks good to drive, and the second is...this car's air conditioner is not very good."

"The air conditioner is not good?"

Zhang Yan was a little puzzled: "I think this air conditioner is okay."

"You work in a bank, and you see a lot of rich people. You should know that a sports car is also a symbol of status. To put it bluntly, it is to show off."

Zhou Xing explained.

Zhang Yan couldn't help nodding her head, she had a deep understanding of Zhou Xing's words.

There are too many means for rich people to show their status, and each of them is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Zhou Xing said: "So when you drive a sports car full of personality, while you are looking handsome, you also want to attract more girls' attention. Do you understand?"

Zhang Yan immediately came to her senses, and her little face turned slightly red.

Now that the story has come to this end, how could she not understand, especially in a bank, where she has met countless rich people, and some bank counter staff, who are more outstanding in appearance, are easily tempted by money.

During her tenure, she already had many bank tellers, so she directly chose to resign, willing to be someone else's mistress.

"Rich people don't have more brains than ordinary people, but they have more resources and have more time to put on a show. In fact, they still can't get rid of human nature."

Zhou Xing added a sentence.

"Pfft."

Zhang Yan was amused by Zhou Xing's words, didn't he also talk about himself.

Immediately in front of Zhou Xing, he was not so restrained: "Mr. Zhou, it's not a good thing to say that, you are also a rich man."

"So I am no exception. I drive a sports car for the same purpose."

Zhou Xing smiled lightly.

After Zhang Yan heard Zhou Xing's words, she also glanced at him in surprise.

She sees more rich people, and more hypocritical rich people.

Originally thought that Zhou Xing was like this, with [-] million US dollars in his pocket, he must have come from an incredible family.

So when she faced Zhou Xing, she would feel a little unconsciously nervous.

But he didn't expect that there was no barrier between Zhou Xing and her, the conversation was very interesting, and the personality was very kind when getting along, which made people feel comfortable.

There is no arrogance of a rich person at all, it is completely like ordinary friends chatting with each other.

In particular, Zhou Xing's words were extraordinarily straightforward. He bought a sports car just to look handsome and girls, so he would not put on too much pretense at all. He found a high-sounding excuse for this problem.

Zhang Yan was not restrained at the beginning, and gradually became more talkative.

In my heart, I was very curious about Zhou Xing.

He has the vigor and humor of a young man, and at the same time, some of his words have a maturity that does not match his age.

Coupled with the status of being rich...

People can't help but want to know what kind of environment can produce such an outstanding boy.

..........

A room for two people to talk.

McLaren has also driven into its destination and parked under an office building.

Chapter 75 Shanghai City Center Building

Shanghai City Center Building.

When Zhou Xing got off the car, Qin Fen and the property manager were already waiting here.

"Hello Mr. Zhou, I am the property manager here, Chen Maohua, you can call me Xiao Chen."

Around 30 years old, a property manager in a gray suit stepped forward first, warmly received Zhou Xing and shook hands with him.

Zhou Xing nodded and shook hands with him: "Hello, Manager Chen."

"You're finally here."

Qin Fen walked towards Zhou Xing, looking more casual, and suddenly saw Zhang Yan standing behind Zhou Xing: "Who is this?"

"Personal Secretary of China Merchants Bank, Zhang Yan."

Zhou Xing introduced it.

Zhang Yan also stepped forward and greeted Qin Fen, "Mr. Qin, hello, I'm Zhang Yan."