Chapter 927 How About Going to My Place to See the Night View?

Latest website: ""Manslaughter 2" is too average, far worse than the first one. I don't understand this rating. I would have watched "The Myth of Love" if I had known it. "

Outside the cinema, Qian Jiahui's complaints lingered in Chen Hao's ears. He could only comfort him: "It's actually not that bad. It's just that the first film raised the audience's threshold and their expectations were too high."

He said this, but Chen Hao also felt that this movie was quite ordinary. There were too few suspense elements compared to the first one. It was more like an ethical drama. It wouldn't be bad, but it couldn't be said to be very good. .

"It's not as good as the first one anyway." Qian Jiahui pouted, feeling unhappy.

My partner is quite busy on weekdays, and she is sensible enough to seldom invite her out to watch movies. Instead, she prefers to have a meal together and take a walk to chat.

Today is Christmas, which is perfect for a date and a movie, but the experience is really bad.

"Okay, okay, don't be unhappy. Let's watch "The Myth of Love" in a few days." Chen Hao comforted Qian Jiahui by grabbing his hair randomly.

Although Bald Xu has become less popular since "囧囧" became popular and is not a good actor, his acting skills are nothing to say. In recent years, he has also produced some good films, such as "The Medicine God".

"Will that bother you?" Qian Jiahui's eyes lit up when he heard Chen Hao's words, but he couldn't help but become worried.

She is not the kind of person who doesn't know right from wrong and likes to play off his temper. She also knows that Chen Hao is always busy. After all, Guanghua University has a lot of affairs and he can't escape from many places.

Chen Hao waved his hands and told lies with his eyes open: "No, no matter how big the matter is, no matter how busy you are, you don't lack this little time."

Whether a man cares about a woman depends on whether he is willing to make time for her.

Time is like a sponge. If you squeeze it, you can always squeeze it out. Even if you say you are very busy and have no time at all, to put it bluntly, you just don’t like it that much. (Same for men and women)

"That's great!" Qian Jiahui cheered, and then took Chen Hao to stroll around the mall.

The mall is luxuriously decorated and full of Christmas elements. Many stores are also decorated to match the occasion. The atmosphere is full of festivals. The scene is full of people and it feels like celebrating the New Year.

Qianxiang City was built in recent years. As a high-end brand under Xiarun, it is already the number one shopping mall in Ludao. After all, Ludao is not the capital city of Rongcheng. There are no SPK and Taiguli. In the past, MS City Square and Yida were both surpassed by Qianxiang City.

You can see various luxury brand counters such as LV, Chanel, and Gucci. However, when they walked to the door of a store, the two couldn't help but take a few more glances. Qian Jiahui laughed and said: "Director Chen, don't go in until you reach the door. Check it out?”

"Ahem, no need." Chen Hao waved his hand and took a look inside. The Lushu store in Qianxiang City had a good flow of people. Not only that, he saw many people wearing clothes with the Lushu logo along the way. , Lushu’s operations have yielded results.

When the two were about to leave, a joyful exclamation sounded in their ears.

"Principal Chen?!!"

Yang Qian, who was carrying a white paper bag with the Lushu logo on it, had just walked out of the store. Her sharp eyes caught a glimpse of Chen Hao, and she immediately became excited.

Yang Qian is considered a veteran fan of the president's fan group. When Guanghua University first became popular on the Internet, she became a beauty fan, but now she has become a career fan.

She quickly walked a few steps forward, came to Chen Hao, and said excitedly: "Principal Chen, can you take a photo? I am an old fan of yours!"

"This..." Chen Hao, who was suddenly called, was stunned for a while. He wanted to refuse, but when he saw the person nodding, he had to take a photo with him honestly.

But the movement caused by this also alarmed many people nearby. The crowd gradually gathered around and the noise continued.

"I'm going to meet Principal Chen for the first time. I want to take a video!"

"Does a rich person like Principal Chen also go shopping? I kind of want to take a photo with him."

"By the way, who is the girl next to Principal Chen? Is she her girlfriend? So... Principal Chen is no longer single??"

Ludao is a second-tier city in China, but there are also two or three Fortune 500 companies. But in the end, it is a state-owned enterprise. The most famous among the real private companies must be Guanghua Group.

Products such as photonic screens, optical cores, and smart thermostats that have brought revolution to the world are all scientific research achievements of Guanghua University, and Ludao people are very proud of them.

There is Ali in Hangzhou, Qiandu in Beijing, Huaxing in Pengcheng, and Ludao is not bad either, with its own representative enterprise Guanghua!

However, in reality, no matter how many news related to Guanghua I have read, I still can’t recognize Guanghua’s Principal Chen standing in front of me.

Lao Ma and Mr. Lei aside, Xiao Ma and Qiandu probably wouldn’t know if they met on the road.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Chen Hao quickly pulled Qian Jiahui out of the crowd.

There is no need to worry about safety issues. Secretly, there are not only security personnel hired by oneself, but also protection teams sent by above.

The moment they got into the car in the parking lot, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief.

"I didn't shout wrong before, did I?"

"You didn't shout something wrong?"

"Big star Chen."

Qian Jiahui smiled playfully, as if he didn't care much about what just happened.

Chen Hao, who was just about to start the car, shook his head after hearing this and said helplessly: "Goodbye, to be honest, this is a bit annoying."

"Then why don't we go shopping less in the future?"

"No," Chen Hao refused without thinking, and said casually: "Today is mainly a holiday, the shopping mall is busy, and there are usually not so many people."

Most girls all over the world like to go shopping. He can't change Qian Jiahui just because of his own reasons.

At the worst possible outcome, just build a business district or buy a shopping mall.

"There are indeed a lot of people on Christmas Day. Su Su and I have visited Qianxiang City a few times in normal times, and the flow of people is not as exaggerated as today."

After Qian Jiahui sighed, she seemed to have thought of something. She looked at the excitement and hustle and bustle on the street outside through the car window. Thoughtfully, she thought of a topic that was once very controversial on the Internet.

"Why do I feel that Western festivals are getting more and more popular, while our country's festivals are getting weaker and weaker?"

Chen Hao did not answer the question directly, but asked instead: "Do you think Christmas is more lively at home or abroad?"

Qian Jiahui was stunned for a moment and said hesitantly: "It should be about the same, right? Isn't Christmas abroad equivalent to the Spring Festival in China?"

"That's true, but let me tell you, Christmas abroad is actually far less lively than in China."

While talking, the car was also blocked. There were too many people going out that day, so Chen Hao simply talked about what he saw and heard while studying abroad in Chou Country.

"Christmas is a religious holiday. Countries other than China actually treat Christmas differently. For example, in Chou Country, it's fine if it's a big city like New York or Los Angeles. But Christmas in a small place doesn't matter to you. There was no one walking on the street. They were either having reunions at home or holding mass in churches.”

"And foreigners don't eat apples on Christmas. After all, apples don't mean peace in English. I have a Chinese friend who said that when he went to Shuimu University as an exchange student, the administrator of the student apartment gave them to them on Christmas Day. Each of the foreign students/exchange students was given an apple, which made him confused." Chen Hao himself smiled.

"Is that so?" Qian Jiahui opened her mouth slightly, quite surprised. After all, she had never been abroad before, so she really didn't know these things.

"Then why?"

"Demand." Chen Haoyi said briefly and comprehensively.

"need?"

"Yes, think about it, who are the mainstream groups speaking out on the Internet now?"

"It's a young man!"

"There is a folk song called "Laba Song": Children, don't be greedy, it's the New Year after Laba. It's twenty-three, it's sugar melon on twenty-three, it's house cleaning day on twenty-four, it's buying tofu on twenty-five. , twenty-six to buy a catty of meat, twenty-seven to slaughter a chicken, twenty-eight handfuls of dough, twenty-nine to steam steamed buns, thirty to stay up all night, and there are dumplings for New Year’s Eve every year.”

"Think about it, what festive atmosphere is left during the Spring Festival now?"

After speaking, Chen Hao fell silent, with a trace of sadness in his eyes.

Of course, his childhood was not like that in nursery rhymes. The ancestors of Chen's family were all farmers, but his grandfather's generation started to make money. When he was born, it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was born on a silver spoon, but the memories of his childhood were always It's beautiful and fun.

"Traditional festivals are mostly celebrated with family members, and there are many rules and regulations. In contrast, young people prefer to celebrate foreign festivals, because foreign festivals meet the needs of this generation of young people."

"Businesses use this as an excuse to promote promotions, consumers use this as an excuse to rush to buy, couples use this as an excuse to rent a house, and friends use this as an excuse to go out for drinks."

"No one cares about the origins of Christmas or Valentine's Day. What's the significance? It's just that modern people need this holiday."

"Just like no one knows that the earliest Santa Claus wore green clothes, the popular fat Santa Claus in red clothes was created by the Coca-Cola Company, which is the same reason why we eat apples on Christmas Eve."

"When he doesn't meet this need, he will be forgotten by the world."

"That sounds like it is true." Qian Jiahui's eyes lit up, and he finally found the best answer to this question.

However, as she recalled what Chen Hao had just said, especially the "couple" part, her cheeks suddenly became red.

"You said before that the night view of Heron Island from the balcony of the presidential suite at the Egret Hotel is very good. Is that true?"

"I think it's okay, just not that high..." The words stopped abruptly. Chen Hao wanted to turn his head to look at Qian Jiahui, but his head only turned slightly and then immediately turned back.

After a while, Chen Hao whispered:

"Then why don't you go to my place to see the night view?"

"Um."

The black car turned around at the next intersection and drove slowly toward Zhongshan Road.

It was quiet inside the car, with no voice, only the "thumping" of the heartbeat resounding all the way.

ps: Sorry, this chapter didn't advance the plot much, because I haven't written it for a while, and I'm very rusty. I'll try to get a feel for it first, and I should be able to resume updating.

Also, this book is being revised by review editors, and many titles, place names, and people’s names have been modified. I don’t want to be like this, but I have to do this if I want the book to be released...

Please forgive me!