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At Peking Airport, Zhang Tianhao walked out of the airport carrying a small suitcase.

At this time, the outside of the airport was still desolate. After all, the airport was outside the city.

Zhang Tianhao, who was wearing sunglasses, found a small rickshaw.

"Go to the city!"

"Yes!"

The rickshaw directly picked up Zhang Tianhao and headed towards Beiping City.

Although it was more than ten miles away, Zhang Tianhao was not in a hurry, but continued to admire the surrounding scenery, wanting to see how much Beiping City had changed in the past few years.

After all, it had been several years since he had been to Peiping. Now that he had come to Peiping again, it was natural for him to appreciate the changes in the city.

He even wanted to visit the small building he originally built.

Of course, this was just an idea of ​​his, and there was no way to realize it. He still didn’t know who lived in that small building.

An hour later, Zhang Tianhao finally arrived in the city in a rickshaw.

Although it was dark, it didn't make much difference to him.

Wherever his mental power covers, it is clearly visible.

"Sir, where are you going?"

"To the New World!"

"Yes!"

The master wiped the sweat from his forehead, then responded and continued to pull the rickshaw towards the Great World. After all, the Great World is the most luxurious place in Peiping.

It offers food, accommodation and entertainment, and generally wealthy people will go there.

Another half hour later, Zhang Tianhao successfully arrived at the door of the big world.

The big world was also open at this time, and bursts of singing could be heard from time to time. There were even many people wearing suits and looking like successful people.

"Boss, we're here. Look..."

When the rickshaw master saw Zhang Tianhao getting off the car with the suitcase, he immediately asked politely.

"Well, not bad, thank you for your hard work!"

For such a rickshaw master, Zhang Tianhao did not feel embarrassed, but took out some money from his pocket and put it in his hand.

"JPY!"

Looking at the money in his hand, the rickshaw master was also stunned, and immediately exclaimed in disbelief.

"Well, take it, you can't use the French currency, I can only give you Japanese yen, and live well!"

After Zhang Tianhao finished speaking, he turned around and left.

After all, these people have a really hard life.

Not much, five one-yen notes is enough.

As he walked up, Zhang Tianhao's expression became much more serious. Although his dress was different from when he came, he knew that when he got off the plane, someone would still pay attention to him.

However, since entering the city, the feeling of being noticed has disappeared.

"Sir, please!"

Zhang Tianhao carried the box directly into the big world, and then came to the box on the second floor. He wanted to find a place on the second floor to sit for a while and feel the atmosphere of the big world.

In the big world, there were not many people at this time. After all, it was only after seven o'clock in the evening, the sky had just darkened, and the ordinary night owls had not yet come in to spend the night.

Zhang Tianhao arrived not too early, but not too late either.

"Waiter, bring me a bottle of red wine and some snacks."

"okay!"

The waiter standing aside immediately went down and started to prepare.

And he sat there alone and waited slowly. After all, the whole big world of Peiping didn't seem to have changed much.

"Hey, how could it be her!"

As he sat there, looking at the singer who was singing below, he felt a little dazed.

After all, when he saw the other party, he remembered the scene of helping them train four or five years ago. This scene seemed like just yesterday.

The girl singing opposite her has turned into a beautiful and charming woman, and the original greenness on her face has been replaced by maturity. "An Kexin!"

How could it be her? Didn't her family live a good life? How could she be reduced to singing?

"An Kexin, Lu Xiaohong and other twenty-five training team members, I don't know how many are left!"

The previous scene was recalled in his mind again, and he felt a little emotional.

But in the past few years, I don’t know if the other party has changed his original idea. If not, maybe he can be helped. If he changes, it will only make him very disappointed.

An Kexin should be twenty-three or four years old now, or older.

I don’t know what her life is like now. Maybe her life is not that good now. It’s her turn to be a singer!

"Sir, the wine you want!"

"Ok!"

Zhang Tianhao responded, then took out a few pieces of money and put them directly on the table, asking the waiter to settle the bill himself. Any extra money would be considered a tip.

As for the counterfeit coins in North China, he really didn't have any. After all, they didn't use the same banknotes as those in Shanghai and Nanjing.

"In a moment, after the young lady finishes singing, can you call her to my place and have a drink with me?"

Watching the waiter collect the money, Zhang Tianhao said a word calmly.

"Okay, sir, I'll ask later."

The waiter took the money and left, heading down to the backstage.

Zhang Tianhao sat there alone and drank slowly.

Half an hour later, I saw the waiter leading An Kexin to Zhang Tianhao, and then said to An Kexin: "Miss An, this gentleman wants to invite you to come and have a drink."

"Thank you!"

Zhang Tianhao also looked up at An Kexin at this time. Although the years had not left many traces on her face, her face was still full of exhaustion.

Even with makeup, there was no way to hide her immature face.

"Miss An, please sit down!"

Zhang Tianhao took out another one-yuan bill and handed it over, which was another tip for the waiter.

"Miss An, please sit down. Waiter, please bring a cup to Miss An. It's my treat!"

"Okay, sir, just a moment."

For such a generous boss, the waiter was quite willing to entertain him. In just this moment, he received a tip of two yen.

Compared to others, it can be said that the income earned in this moment is definitely as much as the salary earned from working here for more than ten days.

"Miss An, I take the liberty of disturbing you!"

"Sir, you are too kind. Are you Japanese?"

"Yes, I saw Miss An singing so beautifully just now, so I asked Miss An to come over and sit down. I didn't disturb you, did I?"

"You're welcome, sir. It's an honor for me to be invited by you!"

An Kexin smiled, and then showed a professional smile.

"It seems that this is your first time in Peking, sir?"

"Miss An has really good eyesight. It's her first time in Peking, and Miss An can see it!"

Zhang Tianhao also made a haha ​​and responded with a smile.

"Miss An, why are you here singing? I remember that life at your home should be good, right?"

"Sir, is this question a bit presumptuous?"

Upon hearing this, An Kexin looked at Zhang Tianhao with some doubts, with a hint of vigilance in her eyes.

"Sorry, that's a bit presumptuous!"

After Zhang Tianhao finished speaking, he raised his eyes slightly, and a ray of light directly swept through An Kexin's eyes. An Kexin fell into an inexplicable state.

Zhang Tianhao glanced around, then stretched his head in front of An Kexin and asked softly.

"You joined that side?"

"no!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Tianhao immediately snapped his fingers on his right hand, and when he saw An Kexin, he returned to his original appearance.

It was as if those three seconds had never changed. (End of chapter)