When Gao Xian finished his working meal and left the restaurant, he looked at his father's back and scratched his head safely. Although his heart was enriched by what he wanted, there was still a small inexplicable loss that was still under the control of his father.
Sitting over, Zhou Chengchang smiled and said, "master Ping'an, the boss wants to provide you with two more assistants to strengthen public relations, security and other work."
Ping An nodded. "My father just said that I have no opinion. Uncle Chang just looked at the arrangement."
Zhou Chengchang explained in detail with due diligence, "In fact, increasing the number of people should not add more trouble to master Ping'an. The main thing is to strengthen security. After all, you are still very young, but you have become famous. If you want to participate in competitions all over the world, the situation will become complicated. At the same time, in the face of journalists with various purposes, they are likely to involve topics outside the sports circle. Once you can't handle them well, it's very easy to get them under the magnifying glass It's easy to grow branches. "
Ping An also showed great patience, "I understand that since the relationship between me and my father is open, it's easy to connect some of my views to my father."
"Yes, that is to rule out this possibility." Zhou Chengchang was relieved. He suddenly felt that young master Ping'an was not so rebellious. Look, how reasonable!
"Then, young master Ping'an, do you have any additional requirements for the two additional assistants?" Zhou Chengchang broke his fingers for example, "for example, men and women? Black, white, middle-aged or similar?"
"Uncle Chang, are you so well staffed?" Ping'an was happy. "In this way, you can choose two male assistants who can withstand the pain of running around, so as to integrate with my current team. You'd better be proficient in multiple languages, so it's convenient to run around the world."
Zhou Chengchang patted his chest, "then it's on me."
Just as he was saying this, Zhou Chengchang caught a glimpse of a teenager coming over, and couldn't help being a little stunned.
Jiaming, chewing bubble gum in his mouth, sat down between the two, grabbed Ping'an's arm and shook it. He exclaimed, "it's really the same year. It's much stronger than when I saw you last winter vacation!"
Ping An showed off his biceps and asked casually, "you didn't come to me specifically?"
Zhou Chengchang interrupted: "two young masters, you talk. I still have work. I'll be busy first."
"Bye, uncle Chang." Jiaming made an OK gesture and then answered Ping An, "I'm just looking for you to play. After you return to Xiangjiang, you won't see anyone, but it's hard for me to inquire."
"After the game, I'm really a little tired, so I'll fix it up." Ping An answered vaguely, but also showed the meaning of politeness.
Jiaming smiled, stood up, pulled Ping'an's arm and walked out. "Jiacheng and I have a club, restaurant, court, swimming pool, skating rink... Everything. They are acquaintances. We get together without being disturbed."
Ping An is dragged into the car by Jiaming. In fact, he is not very willing to contact Jiaming and Jiacheng's circle, but today is a little special, especially Jiaming is so enthusiastic.
Although Jiaming is younger than Ping'an, he is much more talkative than Ping'an. After the driver started the car, he and Ping'an in the back row talked endlessly, listening to the dynamics of Ping'an for the past half a year.
Ping An is a little reluctant to speak like gold, but because he has participated in competitions everywhere, he has been to many famous cities with distinctive characteristics all over the world. In addition, he has made a little success in mastering multiple languages. From time to time, he matches and introduces the local customs of a place, and his eyebrows are flying.
"You're still powerful. You've really gone out of your way according to your ideal." Jiaming said with heartfelt admiration.
Ping'an was a little embarrassed by this sincere worship. He waved his hand and said modestly, "it's no big deal. As long as you exercise self-discipline and focus, you can also achieve your goal."
Jiaming asked eagerly, "you teach me by your words and deeds, give an example of how to be self disciplined and focused, such as..."
"For example..." Ping An thought, "I never read the love letter found in my schoolbag..."
Jiaming wiped his mouth. "You're late for this one. My first kiss has been lost."
The professional driver in the driver's seat was amused by Jiaming's truth. Ping An smiled and shook his head. "Everyone's experience and experience must be different, so we can only figure it out by ourselves."
Unknowingly, the car arrived at its destination, and along the way, the boundary set by Ping An did not stop Jiaming's talkative.
Walking into the club, Ping An found that the wrapped club seemed to have become an amusement park. The sound of children's frolicking came from time to time. Looking from a distance, you can see that Jiayuan and several children around the age of 10 were running around in roller skates, which made the staff in charge of care busy.
Jiayuan saw Ping'an and Jiaming at a glance and immediately gathered around with her friends. "Brother Ping'an, wait a minute and take a picture with us."
Ping An has a big head and goes to drag Jiaming, but Jiaming sneaks out a long way with foresight in the morning.
When Ping'an is enough to be manipulated by a group of children, Jiaming has finished a bottle of drinks leisurely.
Ping An wiped a sweat and asked Jiaming, "where is Jiacheng?"
Jiaming raised his finger. "He organized a small forum to sit on the ground in the indoor court over there. It's estimated that they all talked about it."
Ping An took a light step and walked to the gate of the stadium with Jiaming. He just saw a teenager finish his speech in cadence.
Jiacheng and Ping'an's eyes staggered for a moment, then stood up with a smile, "let's have a rest and introduce someone by the way."
Ping An's big head, which jumped to 1.8 meters, is too conspicuous on this occasion. Coupled with the star face, it has been recognized by some people. However, no one spoke, so it can be said to be quite calm.
According to the cognition of ordinary people, these teenagers who are still in middle school are still in the stage of foolishly playing with only youth hormones, but they are obviously different. This is the difference of social class.
While being looked at by more than a dozen eyes, Ping'an is also looking at more than a dozen people opposite. Among them, he knows several Yi and Gao children who belong to the same generation as Jiacheng, Jiaming and Jiayuan, and the rest are unfamiliar. For example, among the girls, the girl who is the most beautiful and stands next to Jiacheng belongs to a new face.
In the short delicate silence, everyone is waiting for Jiacheng. How can we introduce Ping An, the world tennis star.
Don't talk about yourself. I'm sure you've met some people. I'm full of enthusiasm. I'm sure you've introduced yourself
The scene immediately became active. Everyone shook hands with ping an one after another. There was no lack of excitement. When it was next to Jiacheng's girl to introduce herself to "Shi Yafu", Ping An winked, but politely touched each other's fingertips.
Taking advantage of a gap, Jiaming pulled Ping'an to a quiet place and whispered, "you can see that there is something between Shi Yafu and Jiacheng?"
Ping An can't help wondering, "it's normal to have or not. You said you lost your first kiss."
"That's different..." Jia Ming sighed. "It's estimated that the previous generation's Chen sesame rotten millet thing, you don't know. If they really have that meaning, it's estimated that it's a bad relationship. My mother will be angry if she knows."
At the mention of Yi Huirong, Ping'an shrunk his neck in awe. "It's like you never told me. I don't know anything."
When Gao Xian finished his working meal and left the restaurant, he looked at his father's back and scratched his head safely. Although his heart was enriched by what he wanted, there was still a small inexplicable loss that was still under the control of his father.
Sitting over, Zhou Chengchang smiled and said, "master Ping'an, the boss wants to provide you with two more assistants to strengthen public relations, security and other work."
Ping An nodded. "My father just said that I have no opinion. Uncle Chang just looked at the arrangement."
Zhou Chengchang explained in detail with due diligence, "In fact, increasing the number of people should not add more trouble to master Ping'an. The main thing is to strengthen security. After all, you are still very young, but you have become famous. If you want to participate in competitions all over the world, the situation will become complicated. At the same time, in the face of journalists with various purposes, they are likely to involve topics outside the sports circle. Once you can't handle them well, it's very easy to get them under the magnifying glass It's easy to grow branches. "
Ping An also showed great patience, "I understand that since the relationship between me and my father is open, it's easy to connect some of my views to my father."
"Yes, that is to rule out this possibility." Zhou Chengchang was relieved. He suddenly felt that young master Ping'an was not so rebellious. Look, how reasonable!
"Then, young master Ping'an, do you have any additional requirements for the two additional assistants?" Zhou Chengchang broke his fingers for example, "for example, men and women? Black, white, middle-aged or similar?"
"Uncle Chang, are you so well staffed?" Ping'an was happy. "In this way, you can choose two male assistants who can withstand the pain of running around, so as to integrate with my current team. You'd better be proficient in multiple languages, so it's convenient to run around the world."
Zhou Chengchang patted his chest, "then it's on me."
Just as he was saying this, Zhou Chengchang caught a glimpse of a teenager coming over, and couldn't help being a little stunned.
Jiaming, chewing bubble gum in his mouth, sat down between the two, grabbed Ping'an's arm and shook it. He exclaimed, "it's really the same year. It's much stronger than when I saw you last winter vacation!"
Ping An showed off his biceps and asked casually, "you didn't come to me specifically?"
Zhou Chengchang interrupted: "two young masters, you talk. I still have work. I'll be busy first."
"Bye, uncle Chang." Jiaming made an OK gesture and then answered Ping An, "I'm just looking for you to play. After you return to Xiangjiang, you won't see anyone, but it's hard for me to inquire."
"After the game, I'm really a little tired, so I'll fix it up." Ping An answered vaguely, but also showed the meaning of politeness.
Jiaming smiled, stood up, pulled Ping'an's arm and walked out. "Jiacheng and I have a club, restaurant, court, swimming pool, skating rink... Everything. They are acquaintances. We get together without being disturbed."
Ping An is dragged into the car by Jiaming. In fact, he is not very willing to contact Jiaming and Jiacheng's circle, but today is a little special, especially Jiaming is so enthusiastic.
Although Jiaming is younger than Ping'an, he is much more talkative than Ping'an. After the driver started the car, he and Ping'an in the back row talked endlessly, listening to the dynamics of Ping'an for the past half a year.
Ping An is a little reluctant to speak like gold, but because he has participated in competitions everywhere, he has been to many famous cities with distinctive characteristics all over the world. In addition, he has made a little success in mastering multiple languages. From time to time, he matches and introduces the local customs of a place, and his eyebrows are flying.
"You're still powerful. You've really gone out of your way according to your ideal." Jiaming said with heartfelt admiration.
Ping'an was a little embarrassed by this sincere worship. He waved his hand and said modestly, "it's no big deal. As long as you exercise self-discipline and focus, you can also achieve your goal."
Jiaming asked eagerly, "you teach me by your words and deeds, give an example of how to be self disciplined and focused, such as..."
"For example..." Ping An thought, "I never read the love letter found in my schoolbag..."
Jiaming wiped his mouth. "You're late for this one. My first kiss has been lost."
The professional driver in the driver's seat was amused by Jiaming's truth. Ping An smiled and shook his head. "Everyone's experience and experience must be different, so we can only figure it out by ourselves."
Unknowingly, the car arrived at its destination, and along the way, the boundary set by Ping An did not stop Jiaming's talkative.
Walking into the club, Ping An found that the wrapped club seemed to have become an amusement park. The sound of children's frolicking came from time to time. Looking from a distance, you can see that Jiayuan and several children around the age of 10 were running around in roller skates, which made the staff in charge of care busy.
Jiayuan saw Ping'an and Jiaming at a glance and immediately gathered around with her friends. "Brother Ping'an, wait a minute and take a picture with us."
Ping An has a big head and goes to drag Jiaming, but Jiaming sneaks out a long way with foresight in the morning.
When Ping'an is enough to be manipulated by a group of children, Jiaming has finished a bottle of drinks leisurely.
Ping An wiped a sweat and asked Jiaming, "where is Jiacheng?"
Jiaming raised his finger. "He organized a small forum to sit on the ground in the indoor court over there. It's estimated that they all talked about it."
Ping An took a light step and walked to the gate of the stadium with Jiaming. He just saw a teenager finish his speech in cadence.
Jiacheng and Ping'an's eyes staggered for a moment, then stood up with a smile, "let's have a rest and introduce someone by the way."
Ping An's big head, which jumped to 1.8 meters, is too conspicuous on this occasion. Coupled with the star face, it has been recognized by some people. However, no one spoke, so it can be said to be quite calm.
According to the cognition of ordinary people, these teenagers who are still in middle school are still in the stage of foolishly playing with only youth hormones, but they are obviously different. This is the difference of social class.
While being looked at by more than a dozen eyes, Ping'an is also looking at more than a dozen people opposite. Among them, he knows several Yi and Gao children who belong to the same generation as Jiacheng, Jiaming and Jiayuan, and the rest are unfamiliar. For example, among the girls, the girl who is the most beautiful and stands next to Jiacheng belongs to a new face.
In the short delicate silence, everyone is waiting for Jiacheng. How can we introduce Ping An, the world tennis star.
Don't talk about yourself. I'm sure you've met some people. I'm full of enthusiasm. I'm sure you've introduced yourself
The scene immediately became active. Everyone shook hands with ping an one after another. There was no lack of excitement. When it was next to Jiacheng's girl to introduce herself to "Shi Yafu", Ping An winked, but politely touched each other's fingertips.
Taking advantage of a gap, Jiaming pulled Ping'an to a quiet place and whispered, "you can see that there is something between Shi Yafu and Jiacheng?"
Ping An can't help wondering, "it's normal to have or not. You said you lost your first kiss."
"That's different..." Jia Ming sighed. "It's estimated that the previous generation's Chen sesame rotten millet thing, you don't know. If they really have that meaning, it's estimated that it's a bad relationship. My mother will be angry if she knows."
At the mention of Yi Huirong, Ping'an shrunk his neck in awe. "It's like you never told me. I don't know anything."
