It’s a pity that there are no suitable romance movies at the moment, so I had to watch "Assembly".
However, this also made Jiang Qingyue, who had never been to a movie theater, feel novel and shocked. It was much more exciting than the movies shown in the village or town when she was a child.
At five o'clock in the afternoon, Huo Qianli said goodbye to the two sisters, got on a taxi, and rushed to the address sent to him by his master's wife to attend the blind date that he was extremely reluctant to go to but had to go.
Sitting in the taxi, Huo Qianli couldn't help but chat with the taxi driver, "Master, do you think this guy likes to introduce young people to date because he's older?"
The taxi driver touched his belly and said, "It depends on how this person relates to you."
Huo Qianli raised his eyebrows, not bothering to think about it, and said with a smile: "What's the point of this?"
"If he has an ordinary relationship with you, such as a colleague or friend, he will just be enthusiastic. At the same time, you can tell what kind of person you are in his heart by looking at the woman he introduces to you."
Huo Qianli thought about it and realized it was true. He smiled and said, "What if it was a relative?"
The taxi driver smiled and turned his head to look at him. "From your appearance, you should have gone to college, right?"
Huo Qianli nodded, "What does this have to do with going to college?"
The driver did not answer him but continued: "You are going back to take the college entrance examination now, so you must be nervous, right?"
Huo Qianli smiled and said, "Of course!"
"If you tell your younger brother not to be nervous about the college entrance exam, because it's just an ordinary exam, do you think he will listen to you?"
"That's definitely not possible."
Huo Qianli smiled and probably understood what the driver meant.
The driver patted his big belly and said, "It's a problem to fight. No matter how good your experience is, if others haven't experienced those things, no matter how much they say, it's all empty talk. Only when they really experience it and suffer losses, they will know that the pot is made of iron! And then they will truly understand, but it's too late!"
He honked his horn, urging the private car ahead to start. "It's the same with blind dates. Young people like those who look good, and they don't know anything else. When old people see them, they don't like them! If you don't listen to my advice, why don't you just let me choose for you!"
Huo Qianli nodded. He had to admit that what the driver said made some sense. He smiled and said, "But not every old man has such good eyesight!"
The driver snorted. "The key point is, which old man would think that he has bad eyesight?"
Huo Qianli was stunned. This has become a stalemate.
He couldn't help but ask curiously: "What did you do before?"
"Me? I used to be a teacher." The driver smiled. "I had an unlucky child who didn't know much. I found a daughter-in-law who made the whole family miserable. I owed a lot of debts. So I had to drive a sports car to make money."
Huo Qianli was about to say something, but the driver waved his hand nonchalantly, "That's all in the past. I'm divorced now, and I've found a virtuous new wife. I've also paid off my debts, and I've fallen in love with this feeling of freedom. I can run more if I want to, and if I don't want to run, I can call a few friends to drink and play cards. Apart from feeling sorry for my belly, everything else is fine! Haha!"
Ten minutes later, standing on the roadside, watching the green taxi with the panda logo on it driving away, Huo Qianli, who had listened to the analysis of the international situation and the interpretation of social hot spots along the way, could not help but sigh: "Amazing!"
He looked down at the time. It was half past five, exactly the agreed time.
He thought about it, turned around and went to the newsstand at the intersection to buy a newspaper, and stood there flipping through it for a while.
Since you don't want to succeed, just leave a bad impression silently. For example, being late is a good way to do it.
"You can't be too late!"
Yuan Xiangling sat in the car, sighed, pulled down the sun visor and looked in the mirror. The glasses she wore deliberately concealed a lot of her beauty, and her whole temperament became much quieter and more literary. However, her every move and gesture carried that kind of unrestrained urban style, so that the whole outfit looked a little incongruous.
It's right to be incompatible!
If she didn't want to offend Aunt Cheng, she wouldn't have wanted to come at all.
In the past six months since she returned to China, many people have been enthusiastic about introducing boyfriends to her. Some of them are more covert, inviting several families to have dinner together under the pretext of a party, and they just arrange for her to sit with a boy.
The more straightforward ones would go directly to her parents, and then there would be another awkward meeting. However, among these men in suits and ties who looked righteous, some were eyeing her family's power or her people.
Huo Qianli, the only man she liked, rejected her.
Although she didn't explicitly say that she liked him, how could Huo Qianli just reject her directly!
Because of this, Miss Yuan's temper has been a little bad recently and she even skipped two hotpot meals.
I don’t know what kind of person will be on the other side in a while.
Dispelling the messy thoughts that flashed through her mind, Yuan Xiangling pursed her lips, opened the door and got out of the car, her high heels tapping on the concrete road, her windbreaker flying up with her steps, like a proud swan.
Walking into this western restaurant, Yuan Xiangling sat down at her seat and lowered her head to send a text message to Xia Wanqing, "Wanqing, I've placed my bet. What kind of person is this? If I guess wrong, I'll treat you!"
Xia Wanqing's text message came back quickly, "He's tall, handsome, has a good family background, and good character. Miss Yuan is very satisfied. She can finally get married."
"I'm talking to you seriously!"
"It's not serious for you to tell me these things now! Just enjoy your kiss!"
Yuan Xiangling smiled, and the waiter's voice sounded above her head, "Hello, this is table B2."
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