Fan Qi listened to Zhuang Lingling and Chen Zhiqian talking about their ideas. As long as their current industry could seize the opportunity of ten years, the entire industry would not encounter difficulties and would be able to contribute to the country's industrial upgrading.
Precisely because he wanted to seize this opportunity, Chen Zhiqian was busy like a top. Within two days after returning from Singapore, he flew to Japan. Before leaving, he handed her a car reservation form, saying that it was her birthday present. He originally wanted to pick up the car for her and hand over the keys to her directly, but the car dealership was not up to the mark and did not have the color she wanted, so she had to wait a few days.
Three days later, Fan Qi received a call from the car dealership, asking her to pick up the car, a Volkswagen Beetle of the same color as Pu Pu Bear. ⊥think⊥tu⊥net⊥
In her previous life, Fan Qi would definitely like SUVs, but in this era there are no urban SUVs that are between sedans and off-road vehicles, and many roads in Hong Kong cities are very narrow, so a small car like this is just right for her to drive.
On Sunday, Fan Qi drove this cream-yellow car to the racecourse to watch horse racing.
Mr. Liao is a member of the Jockey Club and a horse owner. He had invited her before, but Fan Qi had no interest in it.
Especially when she heard Chen Zhiqian say that one had to dress formally to watch horse racing in the members' area, she felt annoyed.
Chen Zhiqian told her that going to watch horse racing is sometimes not just about horse racing, but more about socializing. A horse racing membership can screen out a lot of idle people.
There are many rich people, but even if you apply to become a member of the Jockey Club, you may not be able to join.
So it's a social occasion.
Today, Fan Qi is here to socialize. She has made a lot of money for Mr. Yuan these days, and since Mr. Yuan specifically asked her to come, she had no choice but to come.
Fan Qi parked her car among a group of luxury cars, took her bag and walked inside.
Hong Kong people love horse racing. On horse racing days like Wednesdays and Sundays, you can see a lot of middle-aged men dressed casually or even in slippers, holding horse racing books in their hands, coming to watch the horse racing.
People in the general area dress casually, but in the members' area, men are dressed in suits and women are dressed elegantly, all wearing top hats.
Fan Qi also followed the local customs and paired her long-sleeved dress with a small feathered hat.
After handing over the invitation card, Fan Qi walked up the spiral staircase and passed through the corridor with photos of the Jockey Club's century-long history. Liao Yazhe came out and waved, "Come on."
Fan Qi walked over quickly and followed him in. They entered a banquet hall. Mr. Liao and Mr. Yuan had already arrived. They were sitting there chatting. Mr. Yuan's son Yuan Hai saw her and waved.
"Grandpa Yuan, Second Uncle." Fan Qi greeted the father and son and sat down beside them.
Liao Yazhe asked her: "Do you want coffee or a drink? I'll get it for you."
"coffee."
"Is Zhiqian not in Hong Kong these days?" asked Mr. Yuan.
"How do you know?" Fan Qi was a little surprised.
"If there is any movement between you two young people, the newspapers and magazines will be all over the city," said Mr. Yuan.
Fan Qi nodded: "Yes, he opened an office in Japan, hoping to recruit more talents to join Tianyao."
“It’s really not easy to do business.”
Liao Yazhe brought coffee to Fan Qi and put it on the table. Then he saw Feng Xueming, who was dressed neatly, coming in with last year's beauty pageant runner-up.
Fan Qi vaguely remembered that he told her that his true love for Miao'er was evident to all heaven, but it had only been two days, right?
She waved to him.
Feng Xueming also nodded and greeted her, then sat down at a table nearby. His female companion went to the buffet and got a cigar, putting it in Feng Xueming's hand. Feng Xueming put the cigar in his mouth, and the woman turned on the lighter and lit it for him.
Liao Yazhe stood up and walked to Feng Xueming's table, and the two sat together and chatted.
"Liu Xiangnian will enjoy a leisurely life, Governor of Hong Kong
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