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Chapter 709: They get along well with each other.
As you step into the restaurant, the crystal chandelier above your head pours down, and the warm yellow light is like a gurgling stream, gently reflecting on the neatly arranged tables and chairs, outlining circles of soft contours and creating an elegant and quiet atmosphere.
There are several works of art hanging on the walls, some of which depict the magnificence of mountains, rivers, lakes and seas with delicate brushstrokes, while others use bold colors to outline abstract artistic images. Each one is beautifully framed, adding a strong artistic flavor to the entire space.
The air is filled with the faint aroma of food, the rich and mellow scent of French foie gras, the fresh and elegant scent of Italian vanilla, and the faint floral fragrance emitted by the flowers in the corner, which penetrate into the nose and make people feel relaxed and happy.
The waiters in the restaurant are dressed in neatly ironed black uniforms, with white shirt collars and exquisite bow ties. They have smiles on their faces and their eyes are full of enthusiasm. They walk lightly, and every move they make from guiding customers to their seats to handing them menus shows their professionalism and enthusiasm.
He Yuzhu greeted the foreman familiarly, his words revealing a sense of warmth and familiarity, and then successfully booked a private room.
The two stepped into the private room side by side, and instantly, the exquisite decoration came into view. A round solid wood dining table with a calm color and clear texture sat firmly in the center. The tabletop was polished to a smooth mirror, gleaming with the luster of time.
The surrounding seats are all covered with soft leather and filled with just the right amount of sponge. Just by looking at them, you can imagine the comfortable and relaxing feeling when sitting down.
On the table lies a set of exquisite tea sets, the patterns on which are spread out are delicate and intricate, like carefully crafted works of art. Under the gentle caress of the warm yellow light, the sets sparkle with a soft and mellow luster, as if telling stories of the past.
Looking up, I saw a Chinese landscape painting with a profound artistic conception hanging on the wall. In the distance, the mountains were rolling and looming in the mist, like a fairyland.
The stream is gurgling nearby, the water is flowing briskly, and the splashing water is crystal clear. The trees on the bank are lush and green, with branches and leaves intertwined, and you can almost hear the birds singing among them, making people feel as if they have traveled through time and found themselves in this landscape painting.
The moment Chen Jiapei stepped into the box, her nerves, which had been as tense as a string, seemed to be gently soothed by a pair of gentle hands and quietly relaxed.
Recalling the embarrassing scene in the elevator just now, her cheeks instantly flushed lightly, just like the clouds in the sky dyed by the setting sun.
Those scenes, like movie clips engraved in my mind, kept replaying uncontrollably.
A trace of embarrassment flashed in her eyes, and she subconsciously bit her lower lip, trying to bury the embarrassing memory deep in her heart.
But at this moment, in this private and warm box, the soft and soothing music flows slowly in the air like a gurgling stream, like a pair of nimble hands, smoothing out the wrinkles in her heart bit by bit.
The delicate and elegant fragrance of tea lingered at the tip of her nose, wisps of it seeping into her nasal cavity, making her feel relaxed and happy. She closed her eyes lightly and took a deep breath. Her chest rose and fell slightly, and her breathing gradually became even and long. Her originally panicked heartbeat slowly returned to a steady state.
Gradually, she regained her usual calmness and composure, and her elegant and confident temperament once again emanated from her every move.
The two first had a lively and in-depth discussion on the complex and fascinating topic of stocks.
Time passed quietly. The coffee in the exquisite coffee cup on the table had long lost its heat, and the rising mist had dissipated without a trace. However, the two of them were completely immersed in the communication and did not notice the changes in the coffee at all.
He Yuzhu gestured in the air with his hands, his eyes focused and determined, as if the whole world only left him and the invisible financial market in front of him.
He meticulously analyzes the ups and downs of the K-line chart as if telling a gripping story, from short-term fluctuations to long-term trends, and then to the macro direction of the market. Every key point is explained in a clear and logical manner, with unique and profound insights and easy-to-understand analysis, so that even people who know little about stocks can have a clearer understanding of the market through his description.
Chen Jiapei leaned forward slightly, listening attentively. Her bright eyes sparkled with wisdom, and she nodded from time to time, expressing her agreement with He Yuzhu's point of view.
Her mind is as agile as a cheetah. She can always accurately grasp the key points and cleverly take over the conversation when He Yuzhu is expressing his views, or put forward her own unique views, interpret the market from different angles, or raise questions that hit the nail on the head, guiding He Yuzhu to further analyze in depth.
The exchange between the two was like a wonderful symphony performance, with different viewpoints intertwining and colliding with each other, sparking many dazzling sparks of thought.
Then, He Yuzhu changed the subject, his tone became more relaxed, and he said with some concern:
"Xiao Chen, isn't it boring to stare at the blackboard and watch the stock market trends every day? What do you like to do to relax after work?"
He tilted his head slightly, his eyes filled with curiosity, and his whole demeanor was full of friendliness. Chen Jiapei subconsciously smoothed the hair by her ears, raised the corners of her mouth, and revealed a perfect smile, and said softly:
“As for me, when I’m busy, I really don’t have much free time.
But when I have some free time, I like to go to art exhibitions, feel the artistic atmosphere, and immerse myself in the world of colors and lines. It feels very relaxing. How about you? Brother Zhu, what do you like to do in your spare time?
He Yuzhu, upon hearing this, seemed to have found a common topic and opened up with great interest, recounting the characteristics of various painting schools, including Classicism, Impressionism, and Post-Impressionism. When the conversation got heated, he even gestured with his hands to illustrate the differences in brushstrokes and color usage among the different schools.
Then we talked about photography techniques, from composition methods to the use of light, and shared a lot of our own experiences;
Changing the subject, he talked about his love for outdoor sports, the sense of accomplishment of conquering a mountain while climbing, and the beautiful scenery he enjoyed while cycling, all of which he described vividly.
Chen Jiapei listened attentively, with admiration shining in her eyes. She felt more and more that He Yuzhu not only had a unique vision and made great achievements in stock investment, but also had extensive knowledge and profound insights in other fields such as art and sports.
In the box, the two of them were talking back and forth, their thoughts were constantly sparking, and the atmosphere was becoming more and more harmonious.
Laughter and joyful chatter could be heard from the box from time to time. The cheerful voices attracted the passing waiters' attention, and a smile unconsciously appeared on the corners of their mouths, as if they were also infected by the joyful atmosphere.