Xiong Baizhou returned to the Shangri-La Hotel again, and it was almost 12 o'clock. If it weren't for the worry that Zhao Guoping was old and could not stay up late, Zheng Kejian would have wanted to talk to Xiong Baizhou until the morning.

"It's so late, what are you asking for?"

Beauty Wang opened her confused eyes, and the dim wall lights set off her red face, making her charming and lazy.

"So you can continue to rest in some business dealings." Xiong Baizhou said gently.

Things in Hong Kong are confidential and dangerous, and Wang Lianqiao will inevitably be anxious when she finds out.

"Oh, then you go to bed early, too."

After Wang Lianqiao said that, she turned over and hid under the warm bedding. After a while, the quiet breathing sounded again.

Xiong Baizhou quietly walked to the balcony and lit a cigarette slowly.

It was very cold in Yanjing late at night, and there was no one in and out of Shangri-La at this point. Only the holly trees and small-leaf boxwood in the atrium stood stubbornly in the wind, swaying slightly.

A little red light appeared under the white ash of cigarette butts, revealing a little heat, and Xiong Baizhou's emotions lingered with the blue smoke.

"Next year in Hong Kong, many people who can't see the situation will disappear."

The next morning, Xiong Baizhou opened the window and saw that it was snowing outside.

People seem to have a special feeling for snow. When these white elves descend from the horizon, most people still have joy in their hearts.

Yanjing is extremely magnificent after the snow covers, and the world is in harmony. The continuous white snow decorates the ancient city, with pink and jade-like textures, setting off the coldness and brightness of winter.

"Xiong Baizhou, please close the window. I'm not wearing underwear." Wang Lianqiao cursed behind her back.

The hotel suites have floor heating and air conditioning. When the cold wind mixed with snowflakes floated in from the window, a layer of small bumps quickly appeared on Wang Lianqiao's exposed fair and smooth skin.

She comes from Sichuan and Chongqing, and that place is not unfamiliar with snow. If it were Chen Qiurong, who had never seen snow before, she might have happily pulled Xiong Baizhou to enjoy the snow.

"It's snowing today, where are we going?"

Meiren Wang was a little annoyed. She was getting closer and closer to leaving Yanjing, but she felt that there were still many places she had never played.

"What are your goals?"

Xiong Baizhou closed the window and felt clear in his heart.

"I don't know, I'll go wherever you go."

In front of Xiong Baizhou, Wang Lianqiao is undoubtedly happy and can show her cute and silly side at will.

Xiong Baizhou thought for a while: "Then go **."

"We've been there." Meiren Wang was a little surprised.

“It’s different after the snow.”

Xiong Baizhou's mysterious smile.

"The scenery of the north is frozen thousands of miles away, snow is drifting across thousands of miles away, inside and outside the Great Wall, but the vastness is left; the river is suddenly lost, and the original wax figures are stormy"

This poem describes the magnificent snow scenes in the north and shows a broad and heroic artistic conception.

If there is no snow, it may be "the spring breeze is greener in the south bank of the river, when will the bright moon shine on me?" or "I want to compare West Lake with Xizi, it is always suitable for light makeup and heavy makeup."

However, when snow was flying all over the sky, the whole city changed.

Yanjing became Beiping, Yangzhou became Guangling, Kaifeng became Bianliang, and ** became the Forbidden City of Ming Dynasty.

It was still those people from the tour group. Qiu Peizhi heard that he went to ** again, and she also had the same reaction as Wang Lianqiao: "Don't go to the same place for a second time, it's not new. Baizhou, please take us to have fun in other places."

Meiren Wang curled her lips dissatisfiedly and acted coquettishly as her man.

snort!

Xiong Baizhou just smiled, as generous as ever, completely ignorant as yesterday's pizza restaurant.

"The freshness can not only explore unknown scenery, but also explore hidden beauty in the familiar past."

After arriving at the Forbidden City, everyone found that there were no people here. The whole piece of white snow had no footprints, and there was only an old man quietly cleaning the snow traces at the city gate.

The snow fell down, covering the numerous red doors and the deep courtyards. The crane-mouth copper furnace and the copper lion-ridge beast were all covered with white snow, as if they were about to wipe away the dust of history for the Forbidden City.

It uses tranquility and solemn beauty to tell tourists that this is the Ming Forbidden City that experienced turmoil and rain five hundred years ago.

Red walls, white snow glazed tiles, and ice under the eaves can be seen everywhere. Yanjing becomes quiet and poetic because of the snow, and the Forbidden City becomes graceful and distant because of the snow.

"In the 36th year of Jiajing, the Forbidden City was fired. The first three halls, Fengtianmen, Wenwu Tower, and Meridian Gate were all burned down. It was not until the 40th year of Jiajing that they were all rebuilt and completed." Xiong Baizhou explained while walking: "At that time, the names of the three halls of the Forbidden City were changed to Huangji Hall, Zhongji Hall, and Ji Hall."

However, the people in the tour group ignored Xiong Baizhou's words for the first time. These people were deeply lost in the snow scene of the Forbidden City in Ming Dynasty. Walking on the deep snow, every brick, tile, column and rafter in the Forbidden City seemed to have become notes.

Xiong Baizhou didn't mind, and only briefly pointed out the allusions in the landscape at the right time.

After more than three hours, Qiu Peizhi, who was spoiled, didn't even scream tired.

"I seem to have returned to ancient times." Qiu Wenge and Xiong Baizhou said: "Fortunately you asked us to come today, otherwise it would be a lifetime regret to miss such a scenery."

Xiong Baizhou replied with a smile: "The world does not lack beautiful scenery, but eyes that can discover beauty. You all have eyes that can appreciate it."

"And." Xiong Baizhou continued: "The Forbidden City of Ming Dynasty is a symbol of the once glorious Chinese nation. Although it has been so long, the passage of time cannot escape its charm at all, but instead accumulates its profound foundation. This is the power of our culture."

"What our ancestors left us is very precious." Qiu Wenge sighed.

"Young Master Qiu agrees with Chinese culture very much." Xiong Baizhou said.

"Otherwise," Qiu Peizhi said, "The Qiu family has never regarded itself as a Singaporean. Boss Xiong should not expel us from nationality."

Xiong Baizhou nodded: "Cultural is constantly developing through inheritance, and the economy is the same. Now is the best era for China's economy to take off. I hope Mr. Qiu, Miss Qiu, and Mr. He can help us, the ancient nation, once again stand on the top of the world."

Qiu Wenge then woke up and found out that Xiong Baizhou was using the Ming Forbidden City in the snow to hint at the fab again.

However, Qiu Wenge was not disgusted at all. On the contrary, he was moved by Xiong Baizhou's perseverance and elegant way. He said seriously: "I look forward to meeting in Guangdong City in June next year, and also look forward to the rapid progress of China's electronics industry in the hands of Boss Xiong."

This is to give a promise, or even explicitly stated.

Xiong Baizhou knew it. I won’t talk more.

While resting, Xiong Baizhou suddenly felt like he was in a trance to a cliff.

Around him were foreign soldiers holding weapons. A middle-aged scholar wearing Song Dynasty official uniform with a look of despair, and finally he held the little emperor and jumped into the sea in depth.

Xiong Baizhou wanted to try hard to hold them, but he couldn't get close. When he was anxious, Wang Lianqiao's concern suddenly came to his ears: "Baizhou, Baizhou."

Xiong Baizhou suddenly woke up, it turned out to be a dream.
Chapter completed!