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391 Locomotive Pretty Boy(1/2)

New Year's Eve.

Spring Festival.

That night.

Zhuang Shikai and A Mei were sitting in the restaurant in the manor mansion, raising their wine glasses and smiling at each other: "Happy New Year."

"Ding dong." The two wine glasses clinked together gently.

"call out!"

A firework explodes in the sky.

"Happy New Year." Ami smiled and narrowed her eyes, watching the man raise his head and drink the red wine.

In fact, Amei seldom drinks alcohol, but she never dissuades her man.

She feels that nothing can make a man happy, and as long as a man is happy, no matter what she does, it will not be good.

She is also willing to do anything and fight tooth and nail for the man in front of her.

"This is the tenth Spring Festival we have celebrated together." Zhuang Shikai put down his wine glass and sighed slightly.

"There are twenty, thirty... until we are old..."

"Then I want to die first."

"Because I don't want to bear the feeling of losing you."

Amei put a chopstick of fish meat into his bowl, took back the chopsticks, and raised the corners of her mouth.

Zhuang Shikai smiled bitterly and said, "You have done a good job with your calculations."

In front of them were traditional Chinese New Year's Eve dishes such as fish, rice cakes, and pork belly...

The fish is steamed Wuchang fish, the pork is pork with pickled vegetables, and the rice cake is Cantonese fried rice cake...

There are more than a dozen dishes placed in the middle of the oval dining table, each one cooked by Ami herself.

Over the past ten years, "Ami" has become more and more skilled in cooking, and she can prepare a table of home-cooked meals without any problems at all.

If you put in some effort now and then, you can make a great meal!

For ten years, she has cooked the New Year's Eve dinner herself, and the cooking is getting better and better every year. Amei really has nothing to say about taking care of the family.

This year's New Year's Eve dinner "Ami" is still busy from morning to evening... it is delicious, delicious and delicious! The only drawback is that it is a bit wasteful!

But how can there be no reason not to waste the New Year’s Eve dinner? It’s not like you are too poor to afford food! Of course, you can’t ruin the atmosphere by being careless today.

"I asked someone to buy some nutritional supplements from abroad."

"Send it to my parents tomorrow." Zhuang Shikai said suddenly while eating.

Amy nodded obediently: "Okay."

"My parents will be very happy."

Although there is no one in Mr. Zhuang's family, only the two of them usually have dinner together during the Chinese New Year. Occasionally, Rose will cross the sea and come to Hong Kong Island to have New Year's Eve dinner, but the frequency is not very high.

After all, she has gang influence in Treasure Island, and it is most difficult to leave during the busiest times.

Ten years will only come to three years.

Basically don't think about her.

Ami's parents live in the countryside of Hong Kong Island, and they also have a bunch of relatives in the countryside.

To be fair, Sir Zhuang can go to the countryside to celebrate the New Year at any time.

But he didn't marry into the country, so why would he go there to celebrate the New Year? Sir Zhuang doesn't mind, and there are people outside who do, and it can easily damage his reputation.

You must know that there was no "emerging humanity" in the 1980s, and the Chinese concept was still the same as it has been for thousands of years. Big bosses must pay attention. Otherwise, one day when someone walks outside and someone points at the nose and says that they are knocking in the door upside down, then he and his younger brother will look both in the face.

Can't hang on.

So according to the rules, Sir Zhuang took Ami to the countryside to pay New Year greetings on the first day of the new year and give some supplements to the elderly. As for bringing the elderly to Repulse Bay? No one else bothers to come to your big villa!

There are so many relatives in the countryside performing dragon dances and dancers, and there are wandering gods and temple fairs on New Year's Eve. Who wants to come to your villa to drink the northwest wind?

Except for the honorable visit the first year, the old family expressed their shock at the villa and their admiration for Sir Zhuang, and they never wanted to come again.

They have a group of relatives, friends, and neighbors living in the countryside, and that is the flavor of their new year.

If Mr. Zhuang hadn't been reborn with a new identity, he would have liked this New Year flavor more. Therefore, after celebrating the New Year every year, he would stay in the countryside for a few days and participate in various folk activities in the company of local gentry.

Either adding gold eyes to lions or dancing dragons, or wearing red flowers, or cutting vegetables, it is always considered as giving face to the fellow villagers, and at least they can enjoy themselves with the people.

Of course, this is not because someone else is trying to make Mr. Zhuang happy, but because he really likes to participate in this kind of activity. He feels that it is good to go to the countryside in person to gain confidence. It is helpful for both political image and business development.

Because this kind of occasion can not only establish a good relationship with the civil gentry class, but also allow ordinary people to truly contact and recognize him, which is much more effective than deliberately giving speeches and handing out leaflets.

Haha, by saying this, he has secured the votes for the future democratically elected system in advance! Everyone in the New Territories and rural areas of Kowloon is his vote bank!

As for the other banquets with the guys? The private banquet has already been held at Yunlai Tea House. New Year’s Eve and the first and second days of the lunar new year... everyone has to eat with their families and visit relatives and friends.

Who has time to play with you on the seventh day of the Lunar New Year? If you go out to meet and have tea, you have to share a table! If you don’t share a table, no one will entertain you!

Therefore, both Zhuang Shikai and A Mei have long been accustomed to the atmosphere of New Year's Eve... it is warm and not noisy, quiet and peaceful, but it is inevitably a little deserted.

Loneliness can easily be diluted by passion when you are young, but when people are mature, they desire more things and want richer feelings.

For the first time, Sir Zhuang himself noticed this little bit of desolation.

He suddenly realized that A Mei was not in a very high mood, so he smiled and said, "Honey, can I take you on a trip during the Chinese New Year?"

"Europe, North America, you choose a place, I'll have someone book a flight."

Ami bit her chopsticks with her teeth and shook her head in rejection.

"Let's go shopping then?"

"A new gold shop has opened in Mong Kok. If you like it, I will buy it."

Tuhaozhuang suggested again.

A Mei smiled and said, "No need."

"If you are free, take me somewhere tonight."

Zhuang Shikai's eyes lit up: "Where did you say?"

"It's the top of the mountain." Ami replied with a smile.

Zhuang Shikai immediately understood the intention, picked up an oyster and stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it and nodded in agreement: "No problem."

“On the top of the mountain!”

The two then ate.

Soon dinner was over and the servants cleared the table.

"Thank you, Aunt Shen, Aunt Wu." Zhuang Shikai and A Mei walked up to the second floor room, changed their clothes and went down the stairs. They took out two red envelopes and put them on the kitchen table and said, "Happy New Year."

At this time, I saw Sir Zhuang already wearing a jacket, jeans, and holding a motorcycle helmet in his hand. Ami was also wearing a white sportswear, tied up in a ponytail, and holding a women's helmet.

When the two servants who were busy in the kitchen saw the red envelope, their eyes lit up and they quickly bent down to wish their boss a happy new year.

"big boss."

"Happy New Year."

Zhuang Shikai shook his head with a smile, took Ami to the manor garage, opened the cover of a motorcycle, stepped onto the motorcycle, kicked off the kickstand, and pulled the accelerator.

"Boom boom." The locomotive made an uneasy noise and the exhaust began to tremble. Zhuang Shikai put on his hat and turned back to smile at A Mei. A Mei held his waist and sat in the back row, with a smile on his face.

"Let's go."

Zhuang Shikai shouted with a hearty chuckle, drove the handsome red motorcycle, went out of the warehouse to refuel, and gradually accelerated out of the gate of the manor, heading towards the Peak of Victoria Peak in a cool and windy way.

This motorcycle has been bought for a long time. And almost every year he buys a new model and puts it in the garage. Unfortunately, he rarely has time to drive these top-notch cars in the eyes of young and Dangerous people.

On the contrary, he spends more time riding in official cars and thinking about complicated work.

Being in the busy streets, the scenes flying before his eyes, and the wind and waves hitting him were all feelings he had not seen for a long time, making him feel like he was relieved of his burden.

"Oh hoo!"

"It's so cool!"

"My youth is back!" Zhuang Shikai held the armrest of the motorcycle and laughed heartily.

"Ah..." Amei hugged Mr. Zhuang's waist tightly, with a smile in her eyes and a face full of surprise.

Soon, the locomotive arrived in front of the familiar Causeway Bay.

The red light came on again ahead.

Zhuang Shikai suddenly stepped on the accelerator.

The speed of the car was not fast because it was on a crowded urban road. It was not dangerous to step on the accelerator when the traffic light was red. Ami just screamed, put her face against Sir Zhuang's shoulder, and hugged him tighter.

"Hehe." Zhuang Shikai felt the soft feeling on his back. He took off his helmet and placed it on the red fuel tank. He shook his hair and showed a successful smile on his lips.

The scene from ten years ago happened again.
To be continued...
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