Her words are so ugly, how can the kid be lukewarm? Luo Anhai curled her lips shyly, and hummed unhappily: "Don't worry about me, you just need to be a good baby in front of your Uncle Luo." She opened the cigarette case, ready to take another cigarette.
"Today is Uncle Luo's birthday, are you sure you want to make him angry with the smell of smoke?" Han Dingrui said lightly without reaching out to stop her.
Luo Anhai paused as he was about to light his cigarette. Today is Luo Chenghe's 50th birthday. There is no high-profile birthday banquet. Luo Chenghe only plans to book a restaurant for the family to celebrate. This is why Luo Anhai will appear at Han Dingrui's school. Luo Chenghe ordered her to pick up her "brother" in person. Dinning room.
The relationship between her and her father in the past few years has not been bad, at least it was much better than when she met her in her previous life, which was bound to end with a quarrel. At least when she wanted to speak out, she would always think of her old father standing in front of her grave, hurt and haggard, and then she would Swallow the sarcasm that was about to be uttered.
The kid was right, the old man would definitely be unhappy if he smelled the smoke on her body. Today was his 50th birthday again—Luo Anhai took the cigarette from his mouth and rudely threw the cigarette case into the locker.
With a sigh of relief in her heart, she glanced at Han Dingrui. Although he was expressionless, she felt that the kid must be proud.
This made her even more unhappy, and when she was unhappy, she wanted to talk shit.
"Uncle Luo, you can really hug my dad's thigh, tsk tsk, it's a pity, I was born with the wrong gender, or I just climbed into my dad's bed, and then I can have whatever I want, after all, there is a man beside you. The best role model, right?" She smiled, extremely vile.
One of Han Dingrui's responses was one sentence. "The light is green." Then he closed his eyes and fell asleep.
"..." This feeling of hitting the cotton made Luo Anhai extremely uncomfortable, and the air stuck in her chest had nowhere to vent, which made her feel extremely stuffy.
I don't know when it started, the personality of the kid has gradually changed, and it is no longer so easy to provoke. He became more and more calm and calm, more and more like the one she remembered, which also made her more and more anxious when facing him, and even tried to provoke him at every turn, as if to prove something...
What is she trying to prove
Luo Anhai was a little dazed, the image of a man holding her photo frame flashed in his mind, his fingertips holding the steering wheel trembling slightly.
"What's wrong with you?" Han Dingrui opened his eyes when he found that the car had not moved.
At the moment Han Dingrui was born, Luo Anhai shook off the image that disgusted her, stepped on the accelerator hard, and did not dump him with a cold face.
Han Dingrui was used to Luo Anhai's always uncertain attitude, and he closed his eyes again indifferently. He thought that he must have read it wrong, how could Luo Anhai have such a worried expression, like a lost child.
how can that be possible? Anyone in this world can be vulnerable and confused, but only Luo Anhai, a proud and stubborn woman, can't.
So, he must be wrong.
At the entrance of the hotel, Luo Anhai got out of the car, threw the keys to the parking boy, and stepped into the hotel with high heels.
This restaurant is one of Luo's properties. The top floor is a revolving restaurant that cost tens of millions to build. It is surrounded by top-level special bulletproof glass. You can't see the restaurant from the outside. The stars, and when you bow your head, the lights are shining brightly. You can take most of New York into your eyes at a glance, and a little bit is brighter than the stars in the night sky.
The dishes provided by the restaurant are also famous in the catering industry for their exquisite and delicious taste. The menu will be changed once a month. If you want something special, you can also choose the creative dishes carefully prepared by the chef, and enjoy a different taste of food, no matter how many times you come here. , The creative dishes on the table will never be repeated. Each dish is novel, rich and layered, so delicious that people can't wait to swallow their tongues. Therefore, the restaurant's creative dishes are very popular, and reservations must be made a month in advance.
It can be said that this hotel first became famous by the revolving restaurant on the top floor, and then the number of guests staying in the hotel gradually increased.
Of course, if the restaurant is not good enough, even if the food in the revolving restaurant is delicious, there will be no guests. Therefore, the hotel invites retired architects to plan and design them personally. The rooms have different unique styles. Due to the distinctive design and the attractiveness of the restaurant, once the hotel was completed, it became a famous five-star hotel in New York within a few years.
Luo Anhai came up with this marketing method of promoting restaurants by gourmet food. She believes that rich people not only like to eat, but also know how to eat. Food is something that people can't resist in their entire lives, so she built a revolving restaurant by herself to attract the attention of gluttons. As for bulletproof glass, it's just a gimmick. After all, rich and powerful people are more Everyone is afraid of death. And the master architect also kept asking her for several months, and finally got the master's approval to design the hotel. It can be said that the success of this hotel is largely due to her.
But what about the greatest credit? In her last life, she built a restaurant and devoted herself to the Luo family, but in Luo Chenghe's eyes, she was still inferior to Han Dingrui.
Although she still created this restaurant by herself in this life, it was no longer to fight for power. She was no longer interested in the position of President Luo. She was just used to eating the food in the restaurant—she was a regular customer of the restaurant in her previous life. Besides, even if she doesn't want to be the president, she doesn't want to give up her position so easily. She was twenty-five years old when she built a restaurant in her last life. At that time, Han Dingrui was already working for the Luo family, and she did a lot of things that were beneficial to the Luo family. The case was established, so the two faced each other in court.
In this life, the hotel was completed ahead of schedule when she was 18 years old, and Han Dingrui was just a little kid in school. With her current reputation in the business world, Luo's shareholders were all on her side, and she just waited and watched. How did Han Dingrui sit as the president
Luo Anhai stepped into the elevator, Han Dingrui silently followed behind her, the two stood on the left and right of the elevator, not looking at each other.
Luo Anhai's face was cold, and his body exuded low air pressure. Of course, Han Dingrui could see that she was in a bad mood now, so he would not open his mouth in self-torture. Leaning against the wall, he turned to look at the mirror on the wall, which reflected the two people in the elevator.
He looked at her in the mirror, the profile of her profile was deep, her eyelashes were long, and the lips under the tip of her nose were pursed unhappily, so cold that it was hard to get close.
Han Dingrui suddenly thought of the weekly gossip magazine that was circulated in the hands of classmates in the morning. The cover was her photo. She was held in his arms by a brown-haired man. kind.
Gossip Weekly said that she was having a hot fight with the second-generation Xiaokai in the photo, and it also listed each of her relationships, no longer than three months, and how many men bowed down to her skirts. How many men have been abandoned by her and their hearts have broken for her.
Several classmates also asked him whether what was written in the weekly magazine was true or false, but he was too lazy to respond, but kept his eyes on her on the cover.
Such a smile is so unfamiliar. At least he never saw it. There are only two kinds of smiles Luo Anhai would show him - a fake smile and a sneer.
"What are you looking at!" The man in the mirror suddenly turned to stare at him.
Han Dingrui returned to his senses, looked at the cold face in the mirror, and then thought of the charming smile in the magazine, this gap suddenly made him feel uncomfortable - just grabbed the weekly magazine from his classmates in the morning and threw it into the trash can. The mood was exactly the same.
The sudden depression made Han Dingrui, who had always taken cold measures, couldn't help but reply, "How do you know I'm looking at you if you don't look at me?"
Unexpectedly, the kid dared to choke her, Luo Anhai was stunned, and his combat power instantly increased. "you… "
Ding—the elevator door suddenly opened, and the two closed their mouths together. There was a restaurant outside the door, and the service staff had already been waiting at the elevator door.
"Miss Luo, Mr. Han!" Seeing the two, the service staff immediately bowed and saluted, and the manager walked over to Luo Anhai. "Miss, Master and Madam have arrived first."
The restaurant is closed today, there are only four members of the Luo family, and Luo Chenghe and Mei Fang have already taken their seats and waited for them.
Luo Anhai endured his anger, straightened his back and walked out of the elevator, letting the manager lead him into the restaurant, but he didn't forget to give Han Dingrui a sharp look before stepping out.
Luo Anhai's mouth is cheap, Han Dingrui has survived for eight years, what is this murderous look? He followed her painlessly.
Both have a consensus - not to lose face in front of outsiders. Luo Anhai wasn't interested in making jokes, and as for Han Dingrui... It was never him who was making trouble.
The two were led to their seats by the manager. Luo Chenghe, who was talking to Mei Fang, raised his head and couldn't help frowning when he saw Luo Anhai's clothes.
"An Hai, you..." Just as he was about to read his daughter, Mei Fang, who was beside him, immediately pulled down his sleeve, and Luo Chenghe had to swallow the rest of the words.
Seeing Luo Chenghe frowning, Luo Anhai knew what her father wanted to say, and seeing Mei Fang's actions to stop her, she hummed in her heart, and sat on the chair opened by the manager. Han Dingrui also sat next to her.
"Sir, are you ready to serve?" the manager asked Luo Chenghe.
Luo Chenghe nodded, the manager immediately stepped back, and after a while, the waiter quickly delivered the meal.
Luo Chenghe likes Chinese food, so the dishes on the table are all Chinese dishes, ten dishes and one soup, half meat and vegetable, which looks rich and delicious.
Mei Fang first scooped a bowl of mushroom chicken soup for Luo Chenghe. "Come on, drink the soup first to warm up your stomach." She put the bowl in front of Luo Chenghe's table, then scooped the bowl of soup to Luo Anhai, and said softly, "Anhai, your stomach has never been good, drink the soup first, then eat. "
Luo Anhai glanced at the chicken soup in Mei Fang's hand, didn't say anything, and reached out to take it. Her attitude towards Mei Fang has always been lukewarm, even if Mei Fang has the intention to please her, her attitude is still lukewarm.
"An Hai, won't you say thank you to your aunt?" Luo Chenghe couldn't stand her daughter's indifferent attitude and started to read her.
Luo Anhai pretended he didn't hear it, lowered his head and drank the soup quietly, anyway, the old man would kill him if he didn't read her.
"It's okay." Mei Fang patted her husband's hand and smiled to smooth things over. "What did the family say thank you."
Then he looked at Han Dingrui and smiled kindly. "Xiao Rui, you should also drink a bowl of chicken soup first." His mouth said, and his hand was also ready to take a bowl to help his son serve the soup.
"Mom, I'll just serve it myself." Han Dingrui didn't let his mother do it, he picked up the porcelain bowl to serve the soup, and then looked at Luo Chenghe. "Uncle Luo, happy birthday." He took out a beautiful red brocade box from his bag. "This is a gift."
"Oh? There are gifts!" Luo Chenghe was a little surprised, took the brocade box, opened it and saw that it was actually a pair of jade rings.
"This jadeite is really beautiful." The luster of the emerald green is almost translucent, and Mei Fang likes it when she sees it.
"Mom, these rings are just for you and Uncle Luo to wear."
Although Mei Fang liked it, the pair of jadeite rings was very valuable at first glance. She frowned and asked her son, "This pair of rings must be very expensive. Where did you get the money, Xiao Rui?"
"Earn." Han Dingrui occasionally played stocks and futures, and he made a profit and a loss, but the profit rate was higher than the odds, and he also saved a sum of money. He didn't let his mother know about it, because if Mei Fang knew that his son would screw him to death by playing with these speculative things.
Mei Fang's brows furrowed even tighter. "How can you make money if you don't study hard? How do you make money? Are you going to work?"
"Okay Fangfang." Luo Chenghe stopped Mei Fang's questioning. He knew how much Han Dingrui was playing with stocks, and he didn't think there was anything wrong with it. Children, you always have to try in many ways, this is also an experience. "Xiao Rui is very smart and has his own way of making money. Don't worry."
"Yes, Mom, I know." Han Dingrui nodded helplessly.
"You, don't worry, Xiao Rui is measured." Luo Chenghe spoke to his son and took out the female ring.
"Come on, I'll help you wear it, your hands are white, wearing jade is so beautiful."
"Stop talking." Mei Fang glared at her husband.
Both Luo Chenghe and Han Dingrui laughed.
Luo Anhai ate quietly, the four of them sat at the same table, but she was like an outsider, she didn't want to get involved at all, she just filled her stomach.
Seeing that Luo Anhai was sitting in the cold, Mei Fang quickly put a piece of lion head on the small plate in front of Luo Anhai, "An Hai, this lion head is very tasty, you can eat it and see."
Luo Anhai stretched out his chopsticks, skipped the lion head that Mei Fang put on the small plate, and went straight to the lion head on the dining table. The lively atmosphere suddenly condensed, and she even saw Luo Chenghe's face sinking.
She quietly raised the corners of her lips, the chopsticks in her hands turned naturally, picked up the Qingjiang dishes next to the lion's head, and slowly put them into her bowl, looking at them suspiciously. "What? Can't I add green vegetables?"
Han Dingrui sighed in his heart, and knew that this woman was doing it on purpose, and she was best at making people block.