"My sister rented a 263-square-meter shop in Wanda Plaza and wanted to ask your Baixue Decoration Company to help decorate it."

After hearing Zhang Fan's words, Bai Shengchun's smile on his face was more enthusiastic and less coping than before.

He stood up and asked Zhang Fan tentatively: "...Why don't we go to your sister's store now to check it out? I have a car."

Therefore, if you don’t know Zhang Fan’s name, Bai Shengchun stuttered.

"Zhang Fan, my name is Zhang Fan." Zhang Fan used an emphatic tone when he pronounced his name, and this seemed to be a conditioned reflex in his body.

"You look about the same age as my daughter, so I called you by your name. I used to be a teacher. I saw that young people as old as you look like my students." Bai Shengchun said with a smile.

"Bai...Uncle just called me like that." Zhang Fan's tongue was also knotted, and he almost called Bai Shengchun's name directly, and he forced himself to call out the word "Uncle".

Memories that were once buried in the mud will automatically beautify them when they recall them when they are just a name and label.

And when you dig out the soil and make everything suddenly clear, the result is often not as beautiful as you think.

Bai Shengchun, Bai Xue's father, is a person who rarely has a smile on his face and always keeps others from thousands of miles away.

He encountered himself and Bai Xue on the road in his BMW, and he would stop.

If it was just himself, even if the two of them had confirmed their eyes, he would turn a blind eye to speeding by, leaving a license plate number, and disappearing into the misty rain curtain.

Zhang Fan took out his cell phone and called Zhang Zhenzhen. "Sister, you don't have to send a driver to pick me up. I'll come over by the owner of the decoration company."

Zhang Zhenzhen was confused after hanging up the phone. She didn't remember that she was going to send a driver to pick Zhang Fan, it was she and Zhu Lingyue who went to pick him up.

Bai Shengchun has been observing Zhang Fan carefully. He couldn't tell anything about his clothes. His mobile phone was a brand he had never seen before, and he didn't even have a keyboard.

“Copycat aircraft?”

Bai Shengchun used Nokia n95 himself and bought it for more than 10,000 yuan.

However, after he heard the word "driver", he automatically changed the "counterfeit machine" to "a high-tech product I don't know".

When he came to his BMW 5 Series, he took the initiative to help Zhang Fan open the door of the rear cab and said with some self-deprecating words: "The car is not very good."

"No, Uncle Bai, I'll be in the co-pilot." Zhang Fan closed the rear door and took the initiative to sit on the co-pilot.

Maybe it was because the sun was baking the seats hot, and Zhang Fan was a little restless when he sat on it, and his body and spirit were both tightly damaged.

Then he slowly relaxed and skillfully adjusted the backrest at a comfortable angle to lie on it.

He had long wanted to do this, but he had just thought about it in his heart before.

Bai Shengchun saw Zhang Fan so politely, but he felt that Zhang Fan was so familiar with him.

But if there are other strangers who are so comfortable, they will most likely feel uncomfortable.

The air conditioning wind blew away the stuffy heat in the car, and made the perfume smell of roses no longer so clear and sniffy.

Bai Shengchun took the initiative to chat with Zhang Fan while driving, and asked about Zhang Fan's situation.

"Where are you studying?"

"Three out."

Zhang Fan thought about it before answering, mainly because he was afraid that Bai Shengchun would talk about what happened today when he was having dinner with his family.

If Bai Xue knew that the "future girl" was driven by her sister, she would definitely come over and take a look.

When Jiang Lanqing chatted with him these days, he did not leave.

"Zhang Fan, your store has been open for a long time? I'm so bored."

If Bai Xue, who came to watch, meets Jiang Lanqing who is in the store, she will definitely bury landmines.

Zhang Fan knew that his behavior was walking a tightrope, so the unknown risks must be minimized.

But in the end he decided to tell the truth, just like he answered Bai Shengchun's questions in the past.

"It's good to walk on tightrope occasionally, otherwise why are there so many people who like to challenge their limits?"

Seeing that Zhang Fan had just answered after a few seconds, Bai Shengchun thought he had exposed the scars and said with a smile, "No. 3 Middle School is not bad, my daughter is at No. 3 Middle School." Then he began to drive attentively.

At the same time, a light and sad melody and Faye Wong's unique voice flowed out from the car player.

“...

I believe everything has an end.

There are times when we get together and leave.

Nothing will last forever.

....”

Zhang Fan sang silently in his heart, took out his cell phone and looked at the date, and muttered in a low voice.

"The Olympics will be held in a few days!"

Bai Shengchun said at this time: "I originally wanted to take my family to Beijing to watch the Olympics this year, but I heard that it is rare to buy tickets and I can't leave the business. My daughter has been complaining to me these two days. That girl likes to watch swimming and diving events very much."

The 2008 Beijing Olympics carries the century-old dream of this nation, and people in this country also embrace it with unprecedented enthusiasm.

Zhang Fan remembered that at that time, he and his parents were staying in front of the TV every day, and what he paid the most was the gold medal list. He would be happy for a long time when he saw another gold medal in his country.

Even in later generations, even in the Rongcheng Olympics held at the door of his home, Zhang Fan just took a casual glance and returned to his bedroom and lay on the bed.

But his wife Li Wanran watched with relish.

As for his son, that bastard was almost myopic because he held his cell phone.

"legend."

After Zhang Fan repeatedly said these two words in his mind several times, he began to actively discuss the Olympics with Bai Shengchun, and deliberately or unintentionally guided Bai Xue.

Seeing Zhang Fan like this, Bai Shengchun was even more happy to see him. Even though he knew little about the Olympics, he still racked his brains and thought of saying something.

Zhang Fan automatically filtered out his unreliable knowledge and gossip, all the rumors that the country spent 500 billion to host the Olympics were precise.

Instead, shift the topic to swimming events.

"Uncle Bai, does your daughter know how to swim?"

"Yes."

Hearing this answer, Zhang Fan automatically showed the scene of Bai Xue wearing a swimsuit in his mind. It was quite tempting to think about it.

White snow = dead reservoir water.

Jiang Lanqing = skirt hem style.

Zhang Zhenzhen = Bikini.

After seeing his blue Porsche, Zhang Fan stopped discussing and pointed at it and said in a casual tone: "This is my sister's car."

Bai Shengchun carefully parked his BMW one meter behind Porsche. He knew about this car.

A car that he is still out of reach now.

Zhang Zhenzhen and Zhu Lingyue were sitting in the Porsche car and chatting with air conditioning. After seeing Zhang Fan ringing the glass, they quickly got off.

Zhang Fan pointed at Zhang Zhenzhen and said, "This is my sister, Zhang Zhenzhen."

While he was about to introduce Bai Shengchun, Bai Shengchun had already taken out his business card first and handed it to Zhang Zhenzhen with both hands, and the muscles on his face were almost squeezed together.

"Hello Miss Zhang, I am Bai Shengchun, the chairman of Bai Xue Decoration. This is my business card. I am honored to see you."

It was the first time that Zhang Fan saw such a humble Bai Shengchun, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Chapter completed!