"Does Hangzhou also belong to the south?" Asked the Oriental herring in the taxi.
"Yes." Wang Feiyan said.
"It is also in the south. The climate in Hangzhou is much better." Oriental herring road. In Guangzhou, wearing short sleeves, you still sweat even if you don't walk, stand or sit. It's easy to move in Hangzhou. If you don't exercise, you'll be dry. Wearing a dress is just right.
"Guangzhou is the southernmost tip of the south, and Hangzhou is the northernmost tip of the south. It is close to the north. Of course, the temperature in Guangzhou is not exaggerated." Wang Feiyan said.
"Are they from Guangzhou?" Asked the taxi driver.
"Yes, Shifu, I'm here for the first time. What's good and interesting? Let me introduce you." Oriental herring road.
"What a coincidence, I'm not local." Taxi driver's lane.
"...." said the Oriental herring. Wangfeiyan was bewildered. You said that you were not local. Why did you ask others where you were from?
"However, I have been here longer than you for more than half a year. That is, I have summed up an experience. It is better not to go to places that are very famous for publicity." Taxi driver's lane.
"Why?" Wangfeiyan asked.
"Now it's summer vacation. Hangzhou is a tourist city. There are too many tourists here. It's a place with a little fame. It's also a matter of looking at people's heads when you go. It's still troublesome to buy tickets. Some scenic spots can only be taken turns after waiting in line for several hours. You say, on such a hot day, you're tired of standing at the station. When you take the turn, do you still have the strength to see any scenery? No matter how beautiful it is, you don't have the mind." Taxi driver's lane.
"That makes sense." Oriental herring road.
"In my opinion, where should I go?" Wangfeiyan asked.
"It's better to hire a wupeng boat. It's an old one. The boatman is a little older. These are old boatmans. Let the old boatman take them with them. They know where Hangzhou has the most local characteristics. They can enjoy the most authentic, whether it's sketching or food." Taxi driver's lane.
"Look at the master. He's also from the past." Oriental herring road.
"I used to have long hair." The taxi driver unconsciously touched his head. The hairline had moved back to Baihui cave. Pity him for his early thirties.
"Disrespect!" Oriental herring road. Those with long hair are basically art students, either photographers or painters. Such people have to travel all the time, look for beautiful scenery, travel far and wide for a long time, and know the local food like the back of their hands.
"Alas, the hero didn't mention his courage. Since he couldn't afford to buy a camera, he began to take a car as a companion. Fortunately, he got his driver's license for the convenience of traveling. Otherwise, he doesn't know how to make a living now. He has no skills and photography is very harmful." The taxi driver sighed.
The taxi driver was talkative and affectionate. After seeing them off to the hotel, he also left his business card, saying that if he wanted to use the car next time, he would be on call.
"Listening to other people's experience, I'm glad I got my driver's license." Oriental herring road.
"Boss, you're only a little over 20. Do you need to feel that way? When your hairline starts to level with your face, it's time to sigh again." Wang Feiyan said.
"What do you mean?" The Oriental herring stared at him.
"We haven't had dinner yet. How about going to the hotel first?" Wang Feiyan said.
"How do I feel you are the boss?" Seeing the tiredness between Wang Feiyan's eyebrows, the Oriental herring stopped teasing her. He quickly settled in the hotel and did not go out. He ate directly in the hotel.
Dozens of kilometers away, in an apartment, Little Pudding Guoguo took off his helmet and stood at the window in a daze. The family bought a nutrition warehouse, but she seldom used it. Most of them used helmets.
She was not used to the feeling of being clean when the nutrition warehouse was going to be stripped.
The day after tomorrow is her birthday. She doesn't like birthdays, because not having a birthday means that she has grown up for one year. There's nothing bad about growing up. The bad thing is that she will get married when she gets old. I don't know when she began to have a fear of marriage, but the elders were very enthusiastic about introducing her to someone.
The son of an official of XXX, XXX, XXX, XXX, XXX, XXX, XXX, XXX, XXX, XXX, XXX, XXX, XXX, XXX, XXX, XXX, XXX, XXX, XXX, XXX, XXX, XXX, XXX, XXX, XXX, XXX, XXX, XXX, XXX, XXX, XXX, XXX, XXX, XXX, XXX, XXX, XXX, XXX, XXX, XXX, XXX, XXX, XXX, XXX, XXX, XXX, XXX, XXX, XXX, XXX, XXX, XXX, XXX, XXX, XXX, XXX, XXX.
Lawyers, doctors and businessmen are all successful in these industries. They are also working in government units and state-owned enterprises. They are married in the same circle. They are equal to each other, and the strong are united. This may be the reason for their ideas. It may also be that their vision determines that they will not stay on baiding. The people selected for her are young talents. She did not think about this birthday, but, She could not refuse the kindness of her relatives.
She was sure that there would be a hero she had never met at the birthday party. Although she didn't know her name, or what industry or job she was engaged in, she could be sure that she must be a very excellent person with excellent character and learning.
"They are all fine, but what does it have to do with me?" Little Pudding Guoguo sighed. The scenery outside the window was very beautiful. The moonlight was bright, but she didn't see it.
Her eyes seem to have crossed time and space and landed in the far south, where there are people she misses. In the past, when she was reading, she saw a sentence that she liked a city because she was a person. At that time, she didn't feel much about this sentence. Now, she finds that she pays more and more attention to Guangzhou.
Pick up the mobile phone. There are three missed calls on it. The number is a strange number. She doesn't know who it is. There is also a text message. It is the same as the number of missed calls. She casually clicked the text message and knows who the number belongs to. The son of the general manager of * * heavy industry group, surnamed Yan, was introduced by her third aunt. She didn't go to see him. She stood up. The number should have been given to him by her third aunt.
The content of the text message was to invite her to attend tomorrow's new energy vehicle conference. The text message vaguely revealed that the opportunity was rare, the level of the conference was very high, and it was not easy to obtain the qualification for the conference.
Little Pudding Guoguo glanced at it and deleted the text message. The notice put the number on the blacklist. She was not interested in doing business, nor did she plan to go into politics. Meetings had nothing to do with her.
In the past, she had dreams and ideals. However, I don't know when she found that ideals or dreams faded slowly. Sometimes she was a little confused. Apart from games, she didn't know what she wanted to do. Sometimes, she even had doubts about the meaning of life.
"If only I could stay in the game without coming out." The Little Pudding fruit gave a slight sigh and went to bed.
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