Rekindle 2003

Chapter 1095: Which little slut started this evil trend?

As night fell, the convoy slowly drove into the urban area of ​​Huating and headed directly towards the hotel in the city center that Qin Manyan had already booked.

It was 7: in the evening, just in time to avoid the most congested evening rush hour in Huating.

Although it is not much better, it can at least be said to be "slow going".

The neon lights on both sides of the street gradually light up, giving this bustling city a gorgeous coat.

But after entering Huaihai West Road, the speed of cars slowed down significantly. The atmosphere of Christmas Eve made the whole city immersed in the festive carnival, and college students and middle school students flocked to the streets to enjoy this special night.

This time is actually not so bad, as it's the right time to go to the movies right after dinner. If it's any later, after eight o'clock, after the six o'clock movie ends, the streets will be so crowded that no cars can pass.

As the vehicle slowly drove, Qin Manyan looked through the window, curiously at the outside world.

There were already quite a few young girls in the crowd wearing princess crown hairpins...even young women.

Their laughter and colorful costumes made Qin Manyan's mouth curl up slightly.

"Look!"

Emperor Yun also showed a smile on his face, but he couldn't help sighing in his heart.

The implementation process of the entire card issuance plan was truly full of disasters, and the plan was completely unable to keep up with the changes.

Even its role has changed from the original main commercial traffic diversion model he pre-set to the current private domain traffic diversion in the segmented market, and its importance has been significantly reduced.

How could he have imagined such a thing half a year ago?

Qin Manyan, the designer of this princess crown hairpin, suddenly felt an urge to get off the car and join these happy crowds.

It wasn't the festive atmosphere that infected her, but the brilliance under the lights that reminded her of the past.

Especially when this bad guy around me was locked up in a single dormitory.

A big hand grabbed her small hand and interlocked their fingers.

This is their shared memory.
Qin Manyan turned her head with a smile as beautiful as a flower and pecked the corner of his lips, then looked out the window.

After expressing her feelings, she felt somewhat conflicted.

She did want to get off the car and take a walk. After all, she was too full after the barbecue and didn't feel hungry now.

But after thinking it over, she gave up the idea.

There were too many people outside. If she got off the car, it would undoubtedly cause extra trouble and pressure to the accompanying security personnel.

Leaning her head on Qingyun's shoulder, Qin Manyan withdrew her gaze and just played with his fingers.

Instead of being outside with the crowds, cherish the time you spend with the people around you.

However, when the convoy reached Huaihai Middle Road, the vehicle in front suddenly stopped.

Yang Bingnan's voice came from the intercom: "Chairman, there is traffic control ahead. The patrol said there are too many people today, so they have implemented traffic control in advance and suggested that we take a detour."

Suggest a detour...

Qing Yun complained in his heart, if you don't listen to the patrol's advice...

At this moment, Qin Manyan's big almond eyes suddenly lit up. She turned to look at Xiao Ya, her eyes flashing with excitement.
"Sister Xiaoya, how about we get off the car and walk over? The hotel isn't far away anyway."

Xiao Ya looked at Qin Manyan's excited expression and couldn't help but feel amused.

She had long seen through Qin Manyan's intention to get off the car and take a walk, but as a security officer, she had to consider the possible risks.

This eldest sister has no idea what's going on.

She didn't even think about the fact that she and the brat were so exposed, and their recognition was dozens of times higher, and the people outside were all young people who had the highest favorable impression of the brat...

In a busy area like this, if you were recognized, the consequences would be disastrous.

Qin Manyan saw Xiao Ya's hesitation. She pouted and could only say sullenly,

"If it doesn't work, let's take a detour."

She didn't want to embarrass anyone.

Qing Yun looked at Xiao Ya with a smile and proposed another solution: "It's okay, Sister Xiao Ya, you can change our appearance and we should be able to get in without any risk."

It's only a few hundred meters. You can simply wear a simple face mask, sunglasses and hat. As long as you don't look around intentionally to cause trouble, there will generally be no problem.

Qin Manyan refused to do it after hearing this. She shook her head repeatedly: "No, no, let's take a detour!"

What a joke!
In order to have a rare date alone tonight, she just spent an hour and a half putting on full makeup.

If I disguise myself to deal with this situation, what will I do when I go to the hotel's western restaurant later? !

She wants to be beautiful, not ugly!

Tonight's makeup must not be ruined, not even a little bit.

Emperor Yun blinked at Sister Xiaoya and said with an embarrassed look, "It seems we can only take a detour."

Xiao Ya held back her laughter and quickly discussed the route with Yang Bingnan in front of her.

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In the end, Qin Manyan got her wish and took a stroll on the street.

Despite choosing to take a detour, the convoy had to stop at the entrance of an alley more than 500 meters away from the hotel.

The streets were so crowded that vehicles could not drive directly into the hotel.

And I didn't dare get out of the car on the street.

Although the RV used today is not as sci-fi and exaggerated as the Marchi Mobile Electronic Palace RV, it is also made of Vantare platinum alloy.

Although the bus-like appearance is low-key, it is no longer low-key when coupled with the fleet of vehicles in front and behind.

Getting off the car like this on the street clearly tells others that the person getting off the car is either rich or noble.

Fortunately, there was an alley entrance not far from the hotel. In the dark, Qin Manyan and Qing Yun quickly got out of the car wearing masks and hats.

The simple two-piece suit made them not stand out in the crowd. Yang Bingnan and a security team dressed in plain clothes to cover their front and back.

Although their heights were still conspicuous in the crowd, at such a festival, everyone was immersed in their own joy and not many people noticed them.

Sister Xiaoya naturally followed the car. Firstly, she didn't want to be a light bulb, and secondly, it was agreed that all the time tonight belonged to Sister Dafu.

Today, there are almost no people who dare to mess with little brats in the country.

There are people who dare to take action, but they just don't have the time or the necessity to do so.

Qing Yun's concentration on business did not hinder their interests. On the contrary, if they touched Qing Yun, they would have to consider whether they could withstand the backlash.

After all, if an old man who started working in 38, held an important position in the National Security Committee in 41, and still holds important confidential power, loses his only bloodline in the world, the consequences will be...

Death could be easy.

Therefore, as long as they are in the public eye at home, Xiao Ya is not worried about Qing Yun's other safety.

Instead, it was the fanatical fans and the like that gave her more headaches.

Qin Manyan's pair of big almond-shaped eyes under her baseball cap sparkled with excitement. She quickly came out of the small street, holding her brother's arm, and blended into the lively crowd.

On the streets, college students and middle school students held inflatable sticks, with festive smiles on their faces. They came in groups of three or five, or as couples, enjoying their own happy time on this special night.

The shops on both sides of the street are decorated with colorful lights and Christmas decorations, and all kinds of Christmas gifts are displayed in the windows, attracting the attention of passers-by. The air is filled with the sweet aroma of roasted chestnuts and candied haws, and the hawkers' cries and the children's laughter are intertwined, forming a lively and extraordinary festival picture.

There is no need to give any other meaning to this festival. Young people are just looking for a reason to have fun. There is no need to make a big deal about it.

Qin Manyan and Qing Yun held hands and walked slowly with the crowd.

Around them are young people waving inflatable sticks, chasing each other or laughing and playing, turning this Christmas into a joyful "Bang Bang Festival".

Qin Manyan's face was filled with a happy smile. She would occasionally reach out to take the colorful balloons handed over by a roadside vendor, or stop to admire the exquisite Christmas decorations in the window.

The two of them were like an ordinary couple, enjoying their Christmas Eve.

Qin Manyan snuggled up to Qing Yun with a satisfied smile on her face.

Her eyes moved among the crowd, and every time she saw girls wearing the princess crown hairpins she designed, a sense of pride surged in her heart.

This small business that she had looked down upon in the past, now that it had materialized before her eyes, she felt an overwhelming sense of satisfaction.

Those hairpins shone softly under the light, complementing the girls' smiles and looking particularly beautiful.

Suddenly, Qingyun stopped.

His eyes were drawn to the devil ear hairpins on a roadside vendor's stall.

These hairpins are unique in shape, with a hint of playfulness and rebellion, which forms a sharp contrast with the elegance of the princess crown hairpin.

Qing Yun squatted down and asked the vendor about the price with great interest. The vendor's originally lazy expression immediately became energetic, "10 yuan each."

The peddler's gaze passed Qing Yun and fell on Qin Manyan.

Although the mask covered her face, her temperament and figure undoubtedly revealed her goddess-like demeanor.

Judging from the gloss and texture of the clothes he was wearing, it was obvious that they were not ordinary items.

Men understand men best. The female companion is so elegant, and the young man in front of him is not very old, obviously a second-generation.

It is hard to tell whether he is a rich second generation or a government second generation. The young man’s dress is mature and he doesn’t look like a rich second generation, but his eyes are different from those of a government second generation.

But the vendor was very sure that the boy must be very rich.

He didn't recognize the clothes the young man was wearing, but he knew the belt in a man's three-piece suit.

Herms, Hermes.

After all, this is Huating.

After all, this is Huaihai Middle Road, and not far away is Jianye Road Pedestrian Street, a long-renowned business district in China.

In high-end shopping malls at the beginning of the century such as Maison Meimei, Jinjiang Dickson, Plaza 66, CITIC Pacific, and Times Square, most luxury brands entered China in the first year of embracing the world or even in the last century.

Of course the most important thing is that it was obvious that the two young men had bodyguards with them. They were just standing around idly, glancing over here from time to time.

The lower class people make a living, and their only skill is to read people's expressions.

The vendor hurriedly tried to sell, "Hey, little brother, buy one for your girlfriend. It will look great on her."

As he said that, he handed a devil ear hairpin to Qin Manyan.

Qin Manyan took the hairpin but did not put it on. Instead, she held it in her hand and looked at Qingyun with a puzzled look.

No...what does this mean?
Did he find something wrong, or was he simply planning to let her take this?
Qin Manyan couldn't help but hiss in her heart.

Based on her understanding of this villain, it was most likely the latter.

Even, maybe tonight when they are in bed together!
Thinking of this, Qin Manyan had the urge to kick him in the butt.

Qing Yun, who was squatting on the ground, stared in a daze at the devil ear hairpins piled up on the vendor's stall, remaining silent.

Seeing this, the vendor hurriedly said, "If you buy the hairpin and the inflatable hammer together, it's only 20 yuan."

Then he added, "Usually, the inflatable hammer costs 15 yuan."

His eyes sparkled with anticipation.

It is obvious that these handsome men and beautiful women are not short of money.

By saying this, I am irritating the nerves of these rich people.

It would be best if the young man couldn't stand the provocation, threw out a few red bills, and said something like "Who are you looking down on?"

But what he never expected was that the young man in front of him chuckled, took out 10 yuan from his pocket and handed it to the vendor, but did not buy the inflatable hammer. He just gently took the girl's hand and continued walking along the street.

The two continued to move forward, but Qing Yun felt a little complicated.

In my memory of my previous life, devil ear hairpins were very popular items during Christmas in the past two years.

But now, because the princess crown hairpin he launched obviously overlaps with the devil ear hairpin in terms of target audience, the latter has become unsalable.

As far as I can see, it seems that few girls carry this thing.

Emperor Yun suddenly laughed.

He suddenly remembered a sentence:

The one who defeats you may not be someone in the same industry, but may be someone from another industry.

He was so happy that his eyes narrowed, and his mood seemed to become very happy because of this unexpected "victory". He hummed softly, and even his steps became lighter.

However, Qin Manyan, who was standing next to him, caught a glimpse of his micro-expression outside the mask and narrowed her eyes.

This bad guy...

Sure enough, he has evil intentions!
Yo, what? Are you playing with props now?

Qin Manyan wished she could slap the devil's ear in her hand on his face.

Obscene!

So obscene!

She wants to find out which little slut started this evil trend!
Although Tang Qianying looks like an anime girl, she is actually quite traditional and conservative, and it is impossible for her to do such a thing.

Not to mention Ms. Chen, OL outfit is her exclusive battle suit, and it looks out of place with this hairpin.

So, is it Su Daji or Zhang Xiaoli?
Only these two would play these indecent things!
One is a contrast bitch, seemingly pure but actually a vixen, and the other is a born little slave girl, very submissive.

Qin Manyan sneered in her heart. If her stinky brother dared to let her wear this thing tonight, she would...

A pair of large almond-shaped eyes blinked twice.

No one will see it anyway, why not give it a try?

She hasn't worn it yet.

……

Looking at the backs of Qing Yun and Qin Manyan walking away, the vendor couldn't help but curl his lips and muttered softly,

"These rich people are really stingy the richer they are! They care so much about 15 yuan! And they even carry change when they go out, damn..."

He shook his head, put the money in his pocket, and helplessly tidied up his stall, ready to welcome the next customer.

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(End of this chapter)