The Eldest Daughter was Reborn

"Ah!" Zhang Heling cupped her face, a little shy, "Dad, did you see it?"

Immediately, the excitement suppressed the shyness, and he kept asking: "Do you think I look like my sister? Does it look like?"

Zhang Huan feels toothache: "What do you learn from her? You don't learn something good..."

"My sister is so handsome!" Zhang Heling had a "you don't understand" expression, despising Zhang Huan's elderly aesthetics.

Zhang Huan was tempted: "You talk to your brother well. Don't show him that kind of face, he is still young, you have to make him feel the warmth of his sister, right?"

"That won't work!" Zhang Heling is very experienced, "Speak well, Shuo Shuo doesn't listen at all! Just like my sister, he will be obedient! If you don't believe me, try it!"

youcanyouup!

Zhang Huan doesn't need to try to know.

Zhang Shuocheng was bullying and afraid of hardship, so he dared to lie on the ground and cry in front of their husband and wife. In front of his sister, he lowered his eyebrows and asked to do whatever he wanted.

"..." Zhang Huan had nothing to say, "Good."

The financial forum is not as boring as Zhang Yansheng imagined.

Those who can speak are big guys who can see photos or mention names in the media. Their content is very substantial, not empty at all, and even interesting. Their judgments of the present and predictions of the future are based on years of industry experience and foreseeable technological developments in the past.

Even some topics will arouse debates among bigwigs, which sounds quite interesting.

She just couldn't turn her head. As soon as she turned her head, she saw her cousin Zhang Qi holding a pen and a notebook, taking notes.

Zhang Yansheng: "???"

Zhang Yansheng didn't know the meaning of taking notes.

They have neither projects to operate nor companies to operate. To put it bluntly, the two of them are here to learn more.

What's more, the speeches of these bigwigs are not regarded as industry guidelines. The necessary rules are actually very subjective. Even if it is interesting to listen to it now and feels right, it may be proven wrong by reality in the future.

But Zhang Yansheng knew that Zhang Qi's operation showed a serious study attitude.

If the forum site was a classroom class in a school, her cousin took the pen and drew a line between the two of them, happily telling the teacher who is the scumbag and who is the tyrant.

In the eyes of the cousin, that teacher is probably their grandmother.

The dinner is a buffet in the hotel. Zhang Yansheng found that they were all big tables, and one table could seat a lot of people. This way everyone has to eat at the same table with many strangers.

Zhang Yansheng soon discovered that the table was full of social atmosphere.

The topics of those industries were not suspended for lunch. These strangers soon began to communicate and discuss at the dinner table, as well as selectively exchange business cards.

A middle-aged man gave a well-founded speech. There was a lot of dry stuff, which was recognized by everyone. Soon someone took out his business card: "Exchange a business card."

Even Zhang Yansheng's grandma exchanged with that person.

The adults were eating and chatting, cousin Zhang Qi looked at her grandma's face. If grandma listened attentively, she would stop her chopsticks and make a listening gesture. Grandma didn't care, so she quickly took a few bites.

Zhang Yansheng was not so burdened, she was full by the time Zhang Qi had eaten halfway. Wiping her mouth, she said "I'm going to the bathroom" to Mrs. Zhang and got up and left.

When I went to the women's bathroom, I opened the door and was startled—a man was sitting on the ground.

The people sitting on the ground looked like they were in their twenties, quite young. Pretty short hair, professional suits, high heels, just one look is the person who came to the forum.

Seeing someone opening the door, she first shouted: "Beware of water on the ground!"

It seems to have slipped.

Zhang Yansheng was reminded by her that he saw the water on the ground, stepped over from above, and asked, "Is it all right?"

The young lady frowned and grinned, obviously something was hurting. She bared her teeth and waved her hand, her face was a little red: "It's okay, it's okay, don't worry about me. I slapped it a bit, just take it easy."

Zhang Yansheng nodded, went to the toilet first, and then came out to wash her hands after she was up. The short hair suit lady was still sitting on the ground.

Zhang Yansheng took a piece of paper to dry his hands, squatted down and asked, "Is it better?"

The young lady took a hissing breath: "It seems to be better, I'll try."

She tried to stand up, but Zhang Yansheng said, "Your shoes are running out."

Of course, professional suits are matched with high heels, which are still the kind of stiletto heels. It's just that the heel and body of one shoe were torn apart, and it looked like it was about to fall off.

Miss sister took off the shoe with her feet, shook it, and pulled out the stiletto heel.

"There is no way, it has to be this way." As the young lady said, she took off the other intact one, holding the heel, imitating some TV dramas or advertising plots, and snapped it off!

... didn't break it down.

Zhang Yan couldn't hold back the sound and laughed pouting.

Miss sister also laughed and mumbled: "Obviously, it's broken as soon as it's broken on TV!"

This sister is so funny. Zhang Yansheng took the shoe from her hand, held the heel, and gently applied force-with a "click", the heel broke off.

Miss sister exclaimed: "You are really strong!"

Zhang Yansheng returned the shoes to her: "This is also uncomfortable to wear, please go back and change a pair."

The young lady said while putting on her shoes: "I'll go back to the restaurant first, and I will go back to the room to change when the lunch is over. You can not listen to the forum, and I can't delay lunch!"

Zhang Yansheng remembered the business card holders that were frequently opened at the dinner table just now, and the hands that reached out to each other were somewhat clear.

The young lady stood up on her own support, tried to take a step, and took a breath of pain "his".

"Has Wei arrived?" Zhang Yansheng persuaded her, "I'd better be earlier..."

"No, no, no!" Miss sister interrupted her, "I'm fine, I can do it! I..."

She gritted her teeth and took a step forward.

Zhang Yansheng asked, "Do you have to go back to the restaurant?"

"I have to go back." The young lady said, "I finally did...Oh, I'm going! Wait, when the lunch is over, I will think of a way. First, go back to the restaurant."

Having said that, he took another step forward.

It's stubborn.

Zhang Yansheng couldn't stand it any longer, and walked over and raised her arm on his shoulder: "Help me."

Miss sister said gratefully: "Thank you..."

The words were not over yet, this too young girl stretched out her arm around her waist, and squeezed her back!

Miss sister: "..."

Her feet are off the ground!

This, this is one-handed? ?

Miss Sister was taken all the way to the restaurant by Zhang Yansheng in shock.

Zhang Yansheng asked, "Where are you sitting?"

"Over there!" The young lady pointed in a direction, and finally came back to her senses, "Why are you so strong? It's almost dead!"

I have to say, Miss Sister is actually the truth.

Zhang Yansheng took the young lady and went over there again. After crossing many tables, the young lady suddenly said, "Just get here, and I will go by myself later."

Zhang Yansheng let go of her, and she said gratefully: "Thank you so much."

Zhang Yansheng said, "It's okay." He looked her up and down a few times and asked, "Are you all right?"

The young lady said humorously: "If it doesn't work, you have to do it."

Zhang Yansheng laughed. The young lady raised her hand to wave her hand, and thanked her again: "Then I will go."

Zhang Yansheng didn't leave, standing still watching the young lady turn and walk towards a certain table.

She tried to get out of her normal appearance, of course, the speed was much slower, and her body movements were also stiff. Zhang Yansheng can think that she must endure the pain.

Quite stubborn, as if there was a big driving force that drove her to do this.

Zhang Yansheng found that when the young lady walked to the table and sat down, she looked different.

She was a funny and friendly young lady just now, but when she returned to the table, she assumed a certain aura and looked very calm and capable.

Very standard workplace person.

That table belongs to her youngest, and the others are middle-aged or elderly.

Zhang Yansheng heard those older people say: "Xiao Mo, we are discussing the projects you just mentioned, you can tell us more..."

The young lady called "Xiao Mo" has a very focused and confident expression. When she talks to them, her speech speed and tone are very good.

Zhang Yansheng remembered that there were people like this on their table, and they were all talking about projects.

Zhang Yansheng turned around and returned to his table. Most of the people seemed to be full but did not leave. Like many other tables, everyone was still talking. And it has started from the overall development of the industry to specific projects.

Several people, including Grandma Zhang Yansheng, listened very attentively, as if they were very interested.

Zhang Yansheng returned to his seat and followed in quietly.

Until the lunch was finally over, and there was still some time before the afternoon arrangement, Mrs. Zhang said: "Go back to the room to clean up." This clean up refers to gargle, comb your hair, touch up your makeup and so on.

Three people stood up, but Zhang Yansheng said, "You go back first, I have something to do."

Zhang Qi said: "Don't lose yourself, can you find the venue later?"

The tone of this speech seemed to Zhang Yansheng was a primary school student. I also asked: "Why are you going?"

In fact, it's okay to say it straight, but it looks like... Zhang Yansheng is not willing to say, perfunctorily: "I'll go to the lobby to buy something."

Zhang Qi looked like she was about to talk again, and her grandma spoke first: "Go, go."

Zhang Qicai didn't speak any more.

But when she took the old lady out, Zhang Yansheng still heard a sentence: "I really envy Yanyan, young is energetic, running around. Unlike me, my classmates said that my mental age is at least ten years older than appearance. …"

Isn't it tired to talk so much? Can't you just say "Zhang Yansheng is ignorant and run around"?

Zhang Yansheng rolled his eyes, turned and walked in the other direction.

Sure enough, as she expected, the elder sister named Xiao Mo disappeared at the table, and she was the only one still sitting there. It must be an ankle pain. I am worried about how to leave.

Xiao Mo was worried. He raised his head and saw the sound of Zhang Yan, his mouth opened so that he could swallow a duck egg: "Why are you here again?"

At the moment, she is not the calm and capable professional person anymore, her eyes are wide open, which is especially interesting.

"I'll see how you can walk back by yourself." Zhang Yan walked over with a smile and stretched out his hand.

Xiao Mo was not polite this time, stood up and put her shoulders on her shoulders: "Please, Hercules."

Zhang Yansheng asked: "Go to the venue? Or?"

"Go back to the room." Xiao Mo said, "I live on the ninth floor."

Zhang Yansheng took Xiao Mo back to the ninth floor with ease and drove her back to the room.

Xiaomo said on the road: "Can I take the liberty to ask about your age?"

Even if you turn the year over, you are one year older. Zhang Yansheng said: "Sixteen."

Xiao Mo looked "sure enough": "I'll just say! I'll just say! How young you look! No skin blemishes at all!"

Zhang Yansheng actually put on makeup deliberately, but young is young and cannot be covered.

"Sixteen or a high school student, right?" Xiao Mo asked, "Are you here to participate in the forum?"

Zhang Yansheng said: "I have come with the grown-ups in the family and have a long experience."

It's time to talk. Xiao Mo opened the door of the room, and her cell phone rang. She embraced Zhang Yansheng in one hand, and took out her mobile phone in the other: "Hello? Thank you, Director!"

The room is an ordinary standard room. Zhang Yansheng carried her to the bedside and put her on the edge of the bed. She was talking on the phone, and Zhang Yansheng was reluctant to say hello to leave, so he hugged his arms and wanted to wait for her to greet her before leaving.

Obviously, the person on the phone has been urging something, Xiao Mo has been pacifying the person: "Yeah, I know, I know...waiting for the rice to be cooked....It's useless to worry about this kind of thing...um, I will try my best force."

Finally hung up the phone, she pulled her hair and muttered: "Oh, get out of the solar system, get out of the solar system..."

Zhang Yansheng suddenly raised his eyes: "What?"

"Oh, nothing. A project I have." Xiao Mo said, "A movie called "Out of the Solar System"."

"Out of the Solar System"?

Is it that one? The science fiction movie that Xu Lichen dragged her and Wang Qian to accompany him for ten films when it was released during the Spring Festival of her senior year of high school?

Zhang Yansheng and Wang Qian were vomiting at that time. Xu Lichen looked at it over and over again, looking for details over and over again, tirelessly.

When I turned on my mobile phone or computer that year, Moments and wb were all screened by this movie.

With a box office of 3.9 billion, that year's Spring Festival stalls burst into the dark horse!