“It’s really similar to the Sos convenience store in Billings.”

Han Xuan picked up a piece of eel sushi and put it on the plate, and smiled at his grandfather: "No, you can't call it a convenience store now, it's a department store."

"I also found that Billings's house was transformed like this because it made money. The convenience store is below. The floor is empty anyway. It is better to create some value than being a warehouse. Twenty-five stores have been renovated. Next, it is planned to fully expand in first- and second-tier cities. Ms. Whitney, do you know?"

"Well, I've seen her a few times, and now I don't seem to be in Billings?"

"She was transferred to the headquarters to be responsible for the department store. First-line luxury goods companies such as Chanel, Prada, Dior, and Versace have agreed that Gucci and Givenchy have almost had an agreement. She has now gone to the UK to discuss the entry with Burberry."

"Sold all the time and after the end, these luxury goods will make money."

Mr. Han bent down and picked up an empty plate, and said politely to little John and Benjamin: "You can eat something too, just do whatever you want."

This is a buffet restaurant located on the eighth floor. The whole color is dark red. Small lights are hung above the table. The surrounding walls are transformed into floor-to-ceiling glass. The outside is the center of Times Square.

Find a double table by the window, Han Xuan picked up a fork and handed a piece of sushi into his mouth, nodding: "It tastes pretty good."

"Of course, the chef dug up from two Michelin stars, and I spent a lot of money on his penalty for the liquidated damages."

The old man cut a piece of steak and handed it to his grandson: "Try this."

"Huh? Are you from the Snow Mountain Ranch?" Han Xuan immediately guessed it when he saw that he was so enthusiastic, bit his mouth and wiped his mouth and said, "Then how much does it cost here."

"One $288." The old man raised two fingers.

Han Xuan was stunned for a moment and looked around. It was just ten o'clock, which was the worst business time, and there were already more than a dozen people eating here.

It is indeed the richest city in the United States. I shook my head and sighed that there are so many rich people. I can spend a week with two pieces in my pocket in the ranch, and I have no place to spend money.

"Where will I wait? I haven't seen you here for a long time." After the old man said that, he saw the boy's eyes, and suddenly understood and teased, "By the way, this is New York."

"I have called Anya and I'm going to her studio in the afternoon." Han Xuan buried his face. When he went to see the old man at this time, he was definitely asking for trouble for himself.

"How about finding a car after dinner and asking John to accompany you? I've handled the company's affairs and pushed them to school for the next few days. Principal Gregorian and I were classmates back then."

Han Xuan swallowed the steak and said happily: "Isn't that possible to fail the exam?"

"Bad, it will only be stricter. I will let him take good care of you." The old man asked, "Have you thought about professionalism?"

"I plan to study psychology."

"Then you don't have to think about it. I'll help you apply for corporate management and marketing, as well as corporate research. If you are still interested in taking a third degree, I have no objection to choosing psychology."

"If you have three degrees? If you have two degrees, you won't be able to do it! You have to choose 30 courses for a major, and you have to be C or above. Do you want me to graduate again at the age of 18!?" Han Xuan leaned forward and shouted in a low voice.

The old man waved his hand: "Many of the two courses overlap. Besides, you are a genius, it's very simple."

"I've finished eating? I'll have another one to drive later, let's go."

Seeing that grandpa was leaving really straightforward, Han Xuan yelled at a steak and chewed it in big mouthfuls: "If I had known to listen to my dad, I would have to go there in a few years."

Little John sat opposite him: "Where did the boss just ask me to send you?"

“There is Brooklyn, in Williamsburg.”

Han Xuan put down the tableware: "Will you go now?"

"Yeah, I can drive, but where is Brooklyn? You know, I used to be in California and just came to New York for a few days."

“…Where is Mr. Benjamin?”

Little John pointed to the door: "I have asked him to take him to rest, do you want to call him?"

"Forget it, let's ask if there is a map here later, don't worry."

...

Han Xuan suddenly missed electronic navigation very much, otherwise he would not have taken the wrong path twice with the map.

I set off at 11 o'clock, and it was not far away, but it took two hours to arrive.

Williams' "Dololis Oil Painting Museum" closed the door, and after knocking for a long time, no one opened it. The boy was stunned.

"Do you have a phone call?" asked little John.

Han Xuan nodded and pointed at the door: "It's the number here. I haven't heard of moving. If there are people, they should live in it. Now it seems that no one is there."

“So should I wait or go back first?”

"Should you wait..."

After standing at the door for more than half an hour, my legs were sore.

A little girl was wearing a painting clip on her back, wearing a small white cotton jacket with her hair draped behind her, jumping over and running over, punching Han Xuan's shoulder: "It's not bad, I haven't left yet."

"kindness?"

"I've been watching you in the cafe across the street. I'm so stupid, but I didn't notice it."

"Yeah!" Little John ran into tears and was caught in a gun.

Han Xuan thought fortunately he didn't leave, so he said to her speechlessly: "Where is Madame Cecilia?

"My mother is going to attend the art exhibition. I am here today. I know how to wait for someone. I have been here for more than an hour!" Anya took out the key and opened the door and invited them in.

The boy reached out and gestured, muttering: "Why are you taller than me?"

The crystal-like purple eyes blinked: "Because it's a girl."

"Hey?" Little John screamed in surprise.

Maybe he got used to it, and before he asked Anya, he said in advance: "I am born, I can't eat people, I can't transform, and I can't fly."

Little John didn't react, as if he was slow. After a few seconds, he laughed out loud: "You guys talk first, I'll go to the car and wait. If you want to go, just find me."

"You know where the car is parked, Han?"

"Yeah, thank you."

After John left, Han Xuan brought a chair and sat down, turned his head to look at the wall.

It was the wall a few years ago, with only three classical oil paintings hanging, one of which was particularly bright in color. Han Xuan pointed at it and asked, "Why is it different?"

Put down the painting clip, Anya sorted out her clothes and looked over with her hands: "The difference is very big. I have been painting for half a year and tried my best to imitate my mother, but it still won't work."

The boy walked over and looked carefully, turned around and smiled, "It's already very good, at least I can't draw it."

"What's the point of comparing to you, but you know how to write books. I've read "Harry Bott", it's great."

"Have I received the letter from the Maldives to send you a letter?" The topic was distracted from the secret. No matter how good the book was, it was not my own. Han Xuan had never thought of publishing it, but now he accidentally broke the future of a British woman, and he was always a little uncomfortable.

He took a stool and sat on it, staring at the boy with wide eyes: "What a magical fluorescent beach, like a dream, can I draw it?"

"Of course, I'll share half of it if I sell it."

"That's it, the deal is completed!"

Anya smiled and narrowed her eyes, resting her head on the back of the seat: "What are you doing now? I've been following your arrangements today, and I've asked for leave from the teacher in the afternoon."

Han Xuan held it in for a long time and said, "...watch a movie?"
Chapter completed!