Chapter Fifteen: Greeting

  The show is not over, the exciting activities are yet to come. Of course, there will be organizers who will invite some local big shots to have dinner with Professor Fang. Although he can't sell a meal like Buffett's auction of a luxury yacht, Professor Fang can still enjoy his own applause and glory.

  Professor Fang, surrounded by the crowd, was actually quite bored. He had seen many local entrepreneurs, most of whom were self-aggrandizing and paranoid, with different accents. In their words, the most frequently used word was "I". How I started from scratch, how I slowly became awesome in difficult times, and so on.

  This is a kind of arrogance hidden under the guise of so-called successful people, and even in front of well-known domestic economists, no one can restrain themselves. In this group of self-proclaimed enthusiasts, Professor Fang scanned around with some boredom, and this city was really too shabby for him who had lived in Hong Kong for a long time.

  In the dispersing crowd, Professor Fang suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure, and in the back-and-forth movement of the people, that figure flashed by.

  Professor Fang's whole body shook, and the figure made him so surprised that he even forgot that he was still holding the hand of a well-known entrepreneur's wife, holding it for half a day without letting go.

  The entrepreneur's face didn't look too good; his current wife was a young and tender model, but Professor Fang held her hand with an expression that seemed more natural than the entrepreneur's.

  The entrepreneur was no longer young, over 50 years old with a weathered face. Seeing his young and beautiful wife holding hands with someone else and still smiling so sweetly, he couldn't help but feel a surge of jealousy, thinking that in a few years he might not be able to keep up.

  The entrepreneur let out a loud cough, and naturally someone from the organizing side came over to smooth things over. Professor Fang also realized his own mistake and quickly said a few flattering words to gloss over it. But the figure that had flashed before his eyes just now made him feel somewhat uneasy in his heart, and he comforted himself by thinking he must have seen wrongly.

  Professor Fang was still being surrounded by the crowd on that side, Su Xiaoqing had already pulled Su Yifan to one side of the theater square and asked him with a smile: "Really don't want to go say hello to Yang Bingbing?"

  Su Yifan still resisted this kind of thing: "Forget it, I'm a person who doesn't exist."

  Su Xiaqing said: "We're all classmates, what are you afraid of?"

  Su Yifan hesitated for a moment before answering: "I'm afraid she'll think I have ulterior motives."

  Su Xiaoqing smiled: "Actually, every boy who approaches a beauty has ulterior motives. Do you think the girl doesn't know what's going on in her own heart? The purpose of hitting on someone is not to make them have a good impression of you, but to tell them that you're interested in her."

  Su Yifan was momentarily speechless, actually he understood the reasoning, it's just that he never wanted to face it head-on.

  "Come on, don't be afraid." Su Xiaoqing coaxed, pulling the helpless Su Yifan to quickly walk in front of Yang Bingbing.

  This rhythm is wrong! Su Yifan shouted in his heart, but he really didn't know how to refuse Su Xiaqing, and was pulled over again.

  Although it was only a brief encounter, all the things that Su Xiaoqing had worried about remained in Su Yifan's heart. The young man didn't know how to express his gratitude to his sister and could only obey her words.

  Yang Bingbing was chatting with a young man wearing gold-rimmed glasses. In this sub-zero temperature, there were still people willing to stand in the square and chat, just because Professor Fang was still standing at the entrance of the theater and hadn't left yet. Everyone had spent a lot of money on tickets and would rather take another look at the person who made them spend money.

  Su Xiaoqing pulled Su Yifan's hand and walked into Yang Bingbing's line of sight, then naturally let go of his hand, making it seem like Su Yifan had come over on his own initiative.

  Yang Bingbing was talking to the young man about "sunrise industries under economic downturn" and other old and uninteresting topics, when they saw someone approaching, both of them immediately stopped speaking.

  Su Xiaqing was still dazzling, and Yang Bingbing and the young man's first glance must have been on this long-haired beauty. Under the winter clothing, Su Xiaqing's exposed neck was so white that it seemed to reflect sunlight, and when the bespectacled youth saw such a beautiful woman walking over, his eyes narrowed instantly, with a hint of astonishment as he sized up Su Xiaqing.

  Su Yifan felt that the bespectacled man's gaze was somewhat uncomfortable, although the man was very handsome and wore a Hermès scarf in a stylish way.

  "Yang Bingbing, hello." Su Xiaoqing smiled openly, ignoring the gaze of the bespectacled man as he sized her up, and instead greeted Yang Bingbing directly. "I didn't expect you to be a fan of Professor Fang too."

  Yang Bingbing is one of the beauties in high school who is recognized as being on the same level as Cheng Shuiyan. In terms of appearance and figure, she may even surpass Cheng Shuiyan slightly. Yang Bingbing doesn't pretend to be cute like Cheng Shuiyan, nor does she wear clothes that make boys feel good-looking. She always dresses in a plain and ordinary way, but has a face that is so enchanting it doesn't seem like it belongs to a modern person. According to many people's behind-the-scenes comments, this girl has a face that would be perfect for acting in ancient costume dramas if she wore a long gown. Her typical and perfectly proportioned oval-shaped face meets the aesthetic standards of most Chinese people. Her slender eyebrows and eyes look like they belong to a noble lady who should have been born in ancient times and play the zither every day.

  However, in school, Yang Bingbing's reputation wasn't as good as Cheng Shuiyan's. She was a girl who was full of vigilance and hostility towards boys. At some point, Su Yifan had never seen Yang Bingbing speak to a boy with such a gentle tone and smile, which made him wonder what kind of person that bespectacled boy was.

  Su Xiaqing probably knew Yang Bingbing's habits and walked ahead to greet her.

  Facing a beauty like Su Xiaqing, Yang Bingbing couldn't be on guard even if she wanted to. Plus, with Su Xiaqing's natural aura, the girl didn't think twice about why such a beauty would come over and strike up a conversation with her. She instinctively replied: "Ah... actually, I'm just slightly interested."

  This is typical of a girl's reserve, Su Xiaqing also didn't dwell on this topic, smiling and continuing to say: "I am your classmate Su Yifan's sister, my name is Su Xiaqing. Seeing you standing here just came over to say hello, isn't it too abrupt?"

  Su Xiaqing's words made Yang Bingbing smile in response. As for Su Yifan, Yang Bingbing certainly had an impression of him - that boy who was always hanging out with Cheng Shuiyan... How could Yang Bingbing not know who Su Yifan was when everyone else didn't and he was always mentioned together with Cheng Shuiyan?

  "There's no need for that, sister, you're being too polite."

  Su Yifan stared foolishly as Su Xiaqing and Yang Bingbing exchanged two sentences, revealing a heartfelt smile. He thought to himself that greeting people was actually this simple. If he had come alone to greet her, Yang Bingbing might not have given him such a brilliant smile, but she probably wouldn't have made him too embarrassed either?

  Yang Bingbing was dragged away by Su Xiaqing's rhythm, without having time to think about why her classmate and sister would know such things about her. She shook hands with Su Xiaqing and introduced the young man beside her: "Sister, this is my family's old neighbor, Jin Shenfeng."

  The man standing next to Yang Bingbing has a good figure, wearing a tailored coat, with neatly trimmed hair, and at first glance, he doesn't look like an ordinary young man. From the momentary surprise earlier to now, his face is adorned with a elegant smile, his expression changes quickly, it can be seen that he is a mature male with some life experience.

  Jin Shen Hong wanted to extend his hand to shake hands with Su Xiao Qing, but Su Xiao Qing secretly pulled a person behind her, Su Yi Fan. The young man immediately understood and rushed over to shake hands with Jin Shen Hong.

  "Brother Jin, are you Korean?"

  "No, Korean, grew up in China."

  "Hello Brother Jin, I haven't met many Koreans before, it's really an honor!"

  Su Yifan's words sounded both flattering and slightly sarcastic, Jin Zhenhong wouldn't stoop to arguing with a young man, so he smiled and shook hands to show his demeanor.

  Four people stood in the cold wind and couldn't say a few words, Su Xiaqing smiled and looked at Yang Bingbing: "My brother also said sorry to greet you before leaving, I saw such a beautiful beauty like you, and immediately came over to get to know you."

  Su Xiaqing's joking praise made Yang Bingbing a bit embarrassed, and she asked back: "Sister, are you also interested in Professor Fang?"

  "Not very interesting," Su Xiaoqing said casually, as if Professor Fang was not a famous economist and she was also ignorant, "just came to join in the excitement."

  Jin Zhenhong finally found an opportunity to interject, hastily saying: "Actually, Professor Fang still has some real talent and learning. His expectations and prospects for the economy are still very valuable references. Moreover, the economic downturn in recent years has indeed proven his predictions. In a year when everyone thought the golden age had arrived, such people are still worthy of admiration..."

  Jin Shen Hong didn't go on and on, he knew beautiful women were usually completely uninterested in this kind of topic. Yang Bing Bing was already considered an exception, it was impossible for the Su Xiao Qing in front of him to be even rarer.

  Who would have thought that Su Xiaqing heard his words and smiled slightly, asking in return: "Isn't singing empty tunes a characteristic of economists?"

  Jin Shen Hong couldn't help but pause for a moment, he knew that most economists were bearish. Mainly because Su Xiaoqing had just said she wasn't interested in these things, so he wanted to use the method of refuting beautiful women's remarks to leave a deep impression on her.

  Su Xiaoqing's words were enough to prove that her previous "no interest" was actually just a casual remark.

  Professor Fang got into a stretched Lincoln surrounded by a group of entrepreneurs, looking like an old man who had mistakenly joined a weight loss tour. The people gathered in the square also dispersed after seeing this scene. Having dinner with celebrities has always been a hobby and privilege of the rich, ordinary people can only grumble a few words on the side.

  Yang Bingbing chatted with Su Xiaqing for a few more sentences before saying goodbye: "Sister, we're leaving now. If you have the chance, come visit our school."

  Jin Zhenhong had been silent since being countered by Su Xiaoxiao earlier, and only now did he finally have the opportunity to show off: "Where do you two live? I'll drive you back."

  As they spoke, Jin Shen Hong took out the key and pointed it at a location in the parking lot. A 2005 Hyundai Tucson let out two sharp beeps.

  "Thank you, no need." Su Xiao shook her head, she really wasn't interested in Jin Zhenhong.

  "No need to be so polite." Jin Xianhong continued to invite with elegance, "It's not easy to get a taxi now that the party is dispersing, and it's also convenient for us to go together since we're headed in the same direction."

  Su Xiaoqing looked at Jin Shenhong with a difficult expression, whose face was as colorful as a peacock spreading its tail: "Really, no need... we have our own car."

  After finishing speaking, Su Xiao lightly raised her hand and pointed at her own car.

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