Leaving the mansion by Houhai, Black Mercedes-Benz passed through Deshengmen Nei Street and came to the entrance of a restaurant near Beihai Park that was opened in the courtyard.

As soon as he got off the car, Lin Dacang looked at the inconspicuous door face in front of him, and immediately became dissatisfied and said to his daughter who was following him off the car: "Where is this place? Why don't you go to a better restaurant?"

Deputy Mayor Jiang got out of the co-pilot and walked forward. When he heard Lin’s father scolding his daughter, Lin Zhao didn’t know how to explain it, so he helped to smooth things out again: “Old Lin, you don’t know that other people’s high-end restaurants are open in the deep courtyard, and what is the restaurant for outsiders to see.”

Facing Deputy Mayor Jiang, Lin's father immediately changed his smile: "That's good, don't let Deputy Mayor Jiang down."

As he said that, he hurriedly hinted his daughter not to have a cold face and to bring the guests in quickly.

Lin Zhao reluctantly smiled and made a call for a call. After entering the door, he asked for a private room. Everyone sat down. Deputy Mayor Jiang, who had just been knocking on the female guard in the car, saw that Sister Yan did not come in, said to Lin Zhao: "Why would you invite Ms. Yan to go with me?"

Lin's father took the menu handed over by the waiter wearing a cheongsam, and immediately said, "Why are the driver entering? Deputy Mayor Jiang, come and order the dishes, don't be polite."

Deputy Mayor Jiang didn't say much, took the menu and glanced. Even though he was quite knowledgeable, he still jumped slightly when he saw the dishes and price numbers on the menu. He just ordered a meat or two vegetables and handed the menu back to Lin's father.

Lin Dacang said that Deputy Mayor Jiang was too polite, and looked at the menu. He was not as cunning as Deputy Mayor Jiang, and subconsciously blurted out: "Why is it so expensive?"

However, after blurting out, Lin's father also realized that he had a rustic bun. His old face turned red and glanced at the waiter standing next to him.

Deputy Mayor Jiang smiled again and said lightly: "Old Lin, don't you think about what car your daughter just took? That Mercedes-Benz can't be taken 2 million."

2 million?!

Lin Dacang looked at his daughter in surprise. He could feel that he had just taken a good car, but the price was so expensive. He still didn't expect that the factory he had just taken over recently was only two or three million, if it was not considered foreign debt.

My daughter is indeed developed.

Lin Zhao felt his father's eyes and explained softly: "That's the company's car."

Lin's father nodded repeatedly, looked at the menu and lost his scruples. He ordered seven or eight dishes in one breath, and finally poured wine. He didn't even look down on Moutai, but instead ordered two bottles of foreign wine that he could not even read.

Lin Zhao looked at the waiter with an unnatural expression and felt a little restless.

The money I just borrowed from Sister Yan was about 700 to 800 yuan, after all, it was equivalent to a monthly salary in this era. It was okay to spend here, but I didn’t expect my father to order so much and even choose expensive ones.

What should I do later?

Lin's father, who had been rich, felt that he had a face in front of Deputy Mayor Jiang, and his face was flushed before drinking. When the waiter left, he couldn't wait to ask again: "Xiao Zhao, the last premiere of "Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon" was the last time, what was going on TV? Let's talk to dad about it?"

Lin Zhao was helpless and hesitated for a moment before saying, "Dad, that time was just a joke made by me... my friend."

"I'm lying to your father," Lin's father looked disbelieving: "The big leaders have attended that premiere. Is that where you can joke?"

Lin Zhao simply remained silent.

Without waiting for his daughter to answer, Lin Yan patted his son next to him: "Your brother is pretty, why don't you find a relationship and let him stay in Beijing, go to that... Film Academy, and then go to a star. I heard that the one who acted in "Shaolin Temple" now has tens of millions of dollars in the United States, and your brother is not inferior to him at all."

Lin Zhao looked at his younger brother who was eager to try in his eyes and could only say, "My brother is only 15, he is too young, so it's better to continue to go to school."

"Of course I have to go to school," Lin's father said confidently: "I came to Beijing. Your mother and I have mentioned this to you several times. I think it's just average when I come to Beijing. It will be easier to get into the university here in the future."

Lin Zhao paused and changed the topic: "How are you doing recently, my mom, and my sister?"

"Okay, it's all fine. And your sister, dad knows it's not easy for you to be here alone. I'll bring your brother here this time. You are a pair of brothers and sisters. Just help this one, and your parents don't ask you for more."

Lin Zhao was silent again.

She actually knew exactly what happened to her brother and sister-in-law.

If... she could really help, she would rather let her sister, who is the top three in the grade, come here every time she took the exam. As for this younger brother, she looks well-behaved now, but she is still fighting and making trouble in private, and she is also confused about her studies. She actually knows all about the last time. Her expectation for her younger brother is that she can gradually become sensible as she gets older and live a peaceful life in the future, that's all.

She is willing to be nice to her family, but she is really not a fool.

When Deputy Mayor Jiang saw that the father and daughter were in a stalemate again, he quickly spoke again: "Old Lin, take your time with such trivial matters, don't force your children."

Hearing Deputy Mayor Jiang speak, Lin's father immediately changed his smile and said yes.

Deputy Mayor Jiang began to grasp the topic and looked at Lin Zhao and said, "Xiao Lin, you must have met director Ang Lee at the premiere of "Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon" last time, right?"

Lin Zhao nodded slightly.

Seeing this, Lin's father began to get angry again: "You Uncle Jiang talks to you, and you can't even say a word?"

Deputy Mayor Jiang stopped him with a very good temper: "Old Lin, don't always do this. The child has this personality. Some people are shy and some people are free from talking, so they can't force them."

Lin's father said yes again.

Deputy Mayor Jiang looked at Lin Zhao again, with a kind expression, but a series of thoughts flashed through his heart. It would be great if he had known that Lin had such a daughter. Now... However, after hearing the conversation between the father and daughter just now, the Lin family still has a small one... But seeing Lin Zhao's current podium, we still have to make a long-term plan.

Thinking of this, Deputy Mayor Jiang's tone was sincere: "Xiao Lin, that's it. Since the release of "Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon", I have said that Sichuan's bamboo sea is really popular. I heard that only foreign tourists have come to hundreds of thousands of times in the past few months, so how much foreign exchange has to be contributed to the local area. Our city, you are from your hometown, you must know that it is also good mountains and rivers. Can you help recommend it? It's not limited to Director Li Da. Others. I heard that Director Chen and Director Zhang have been shooting blockbusters recently. Can you go to our place to take out the scene? The city guarantees that it will definitely cooperate."

Lin Zhao didn't expect Deputy Mayor Jiang to have this idea and shook his head and said, "Uncle Jiang, it was a joke last time by a friend. I just met Director Li and couldn't speak at all."

This time, Lin’s father accurately grasped the key: “Xiao Zhao, since that’s the case, then let your friend help you?”

When he said the word "friend", Lin's father even emphasized his tone slightly.

Lin Zhao thought of Chen Qing, and frankly said that she couldn't even hide, so she dared to ask her to help. What's more, even if she spoke, would Chen Qing be willing to help?

However, Lin Zhao actually felt another confidence in the word "friend" in his father's words. He probably thought she had a rich and powerful man. This made a man appear in her mind. However, she was not sure now whether he was his own... "friend". Last time, on the first night, she was snatched away by two Daji. On the second night, she thought she could wait, but she still failed. Then she realized that because of the Westeros effect, he had to leave urgently.

Nothing happened in the end.

Seeing that his daughter was silent again, Lin's father was about to be angry again. The waiter happened to deliver the food in. Thinking of Deputy Mayor Jiang's reminder just now, he had to slow down his tone: "No hurry, no hurry, Xiao Zhao, let's have a meal first."

Lin Zhao finally relaxed a little.

Although Lin's father and Deputy Mayor Jiang still inquired and tested, they finally did not rush to ask for it.

About ten minutes later, Lin Zhao found an excuse to leave briefly. Under the guidance of the waiter, he took out his cell phone and dialed Xia Panxi's phone, and borrowed money again in a soft tone.

Lunch lasted for an hour.

Finally, the four people spent 6,300 yuan, and directly reduced most of the 10,000 yuan that Xia Panxi quietly sent.

Lin Zhao felt very distressed and a little helpless.

After dinner, Deputy Mayor Jiang said goodbye and left. It turned out that there was a Santana following them all the time, so he didn't have to send them back to the guesthouse.

The remaining family of three people. Since they came to Beijing, they would have to stroll around as usual. Lin Zhao suggested going to the Forbidden City nearby. Lin’s father and brother Lin agreed. How could they not leave a picture in front of Tiananmen Gate when they came to Beijing?

However, after visiting the Forbidden City, Brother Lin said that he wanted to buy some clothes.

As winter began soon, Lin Zhao thought of adding some clothes to his parents and sister, so he agreed and knew that the best brand was in Wangfujing, east of the Forbidden City, and considered the remaining thousands of dollars in his bag, so he could only go to Xidan.

Unfortunately, something unexpected happened soon.

After buying a few clothes, I moved to a brand down jacket store. Lin's father looked at a down jacket priced at 700 yuan that he tried on, and smiled and pretended to be distressed: "The salary is more than a month ago. I have never worn such expensive clothes in my life."

The salesperson next to him was unexpectedly knowledgeable. Looking at Lin Zhao, who was considerately helping his father zip up and measure his figure, he smiled and said, "Uncle, you are so frugal. Not to mention the Burberry windbreaker on your daughter, but that Hermes handbag is probably worth tens of thousands of dollars. This down jacket is only a few dollars."

When Lin's father heard this, he looked at his daughter suspiciously, and his eyes fell on the orange clutch that Lin Zhao placed on the chair next to him, and his tone was a little stuttering: "This, so small, a bag, tens of thousands?"

The tall and not bad-faced salesperson looked envious. She hoped that the bag was fake, but looking at Lin Zhao's whole body, his temperament, and even the woman who looked like a follower next to him, these were not fake. So he still smiled respectfully and replied: "Uncle, the bag is not divided into size, but the brand is divided into brands. There is no more expensive luggage brand in the world than Hermes."

Lin Zhao felt the obvious change in his father's emotions, and he was helpless to interrupt the salesperson next to him and whispered: "Just this one, wrap it for us."

The salesperson agreed and walked up to help.

Then Lin's father obviously had no intention of picking clothes. He left the store in the mall and went straight to a rest area beside the window of the corridor. He looked at his daughter who followed him and said, "Xiao Zhao, dad didn't go around with you. You said, have you found a man here?"

Lin Zhao thought of someone again, and two attempted nights, even those confidential contracts and Chen Qing's words "tighten his mouth" and shook his head subconsciously: "Dad, really don't."

Lin's father was angry again: "I'm lying to me, there's no man. Your bag, your clothes, and the car outside, are they all fallen from the sky?"

Lin Zhao endured the inexplicable grievance and explained one by one: "Dad, a friend of mine gave me the bag, the clothes were purchased by the company, and the car was also owned by the company."

"Okay, okay, you're talking nonsense now," Lin's father gritted his teeth and glared at his daughter: "Tell me, what kind of friend can give you a bag worth tens of thousands of dollars? Please introduce it to me and let me see you?"

Seeing his father like this, Lin Zhao blinked his eyes a few times and said, "I, that friend is a woman, not what dad, you think. She, her family is very rich, and she arranged for me to go to the last premiere. I didn't know that this bag would be so valuable. I wouldn't dare to ask for it if I had known it."

Lin's father didn't believe it at all. When his daughter finished speaking, he said directly: "Forget it, Dad won't ask you. Dad and Deputy Mayor Jiang came here this time just to ask you to help. In addition to the movie, there is also that my factory wants to raise some funds. You... would you say help or not?"

Lin Zhao lowered his head slightly, without saying a word, but shook his head gently.

Seeing that his daughter was not in the air, Lin's father stomped his feet and squatted on the ground regardless of his image, and howled at the top of his voice: "Okay, okay, my daughter is promising. She holds a bag worth tens of thousands and rides a car worth millions. As a result, she doesn't even care about the lives and deaths of her parents, brothers and sisters. How could she have such a daughter? Why did I give birth to such a daughter..."

I know this is in public and the noise is not that loud.

Lin Yan next to him saw his father suddenly disregarding his image and noticed the strange gazes from the customers around the mall. He felt embarrassed and quietly retreated a little, and then retreated a little. However, Sister Yan, who had been following silently, was worried about the conflict between the father and daughter, so he took a few steps forward.

Lin Zhao finally shed tears and stepped forward to pull his father: "Dad, get up, I..."

Father Lin shook his daughter's hand and changed to the tone he had just said: "Do you just want to help?"

Lin Zhao wiped his eyes, shook his head and whispered: "Dad, if possible, I'm willing to help, but I really can't."

"Okay, I can't help, I can't help..." Lin's father skillfully turned and said, "You can take a car worth millions and get a bag worth tens of thousands. You can't help with such a thing at home. If you can't do this, how can I be the factory manager when I go back? Your mother and I have to be laid off, and the whole family starves to death. Then there is a heartless daughter who takes a car worth millions and gets a bag worth tens of thousands."

Lin Zhao began to sob, but said, "Dad, I didn't want you to be the factory director at all, it's almost gone bankrupt, you said it yourself."
Chapter completed!