"Buying a house?"
"That's right."
Zhou Xing nodded.
This was a plan he had for a long time.
Military Training had ended, and it was impossible for him to live in the dormitory; he couldn't stay in a hotel long-term either.
Although the hotel's environment and service were impeccable.
In many cases, it still wasn't as convenient as having one's own home.
So, taking advantage of this outing, he naturally wanted to take a good look at a few houses, and incidentally, provide a place for Luo Qianqian and An Ya to stay.
Zhang Yan, as a Staff Member of China Merchants Bank.
She had many bank resources at her disposal, so there was no need for Zhou Xing to run back and forth. He only needed her to filter through the bank's listings first and make appointments to view the houses.
Zhang Yan was silent for a moment.
Even though she worked at a bank and had seen countless wealthy people, she had never seen anyone like Zhou Xing.
He spent money like water.
He had just prepared to inject two billion into the company account.
And now he was preparing to go buy a house.
In comparison, the eight million plus spent on leasing the office building this morning seemed insignificant.
However, as Zhou Xing's Private Secretary, her most important duty was to follow all of Zhou Xing's instructions and say as little as possible about things she shouldn't.
"Alright, I'll call the bank now and have my colleagues help select some and make appointments."
Zhang Yan immediately took out her phone.
"No rush."
Zhou Xing interrupted her.
Zhang Yan looked up somewhat blankly, only then realizing... Zhou Xing had already stopped the car.
They had arrived at their destination.
Bellagio Hotel.
Zhang Yan turned to look at Zhou Xing. Weren't they going to eat? Why did they suddenly come to a hotel?
This... wouldn't it be a bit too fast? She wasn't prepared at all.
Besides, when they first met, Zhou Xing had brought a female companion.
Although that girl was visibly restrained, her relationship with Zhou Xing was definitely not ordinary.
Zhou Xing already had a girlfriend, so why would he bring her to a hotel?
Zhang Yan's thoughts were in a bit of a mess for a moment.
"Let's go."
Zhou Xing had no intention of explaining. He unbuckled his seatbelt, opened the car door, and got out.
His expression was indifferent.
Zhang Yan see this and had no choice but to follow him out.
With a slightly nervous expression, she followed Zhou Xing into the Bellagio Hotel.
Upon entering the hotel, Zhang Yan realized that it was completely different from what she had imagined.
Kurogi.
A large restaurant storefront appeared before her eyes.
Zhang Yan's face flushed slightly.
She seemed to have completely misunderstood Zhou Xing; he had no such intentions at all.
Zhang Yan bit her red lip, feeling extremely embarrassed. She couldn't help but secretly complain to herself: "Zhang Yan, what on earth are you thinking about all day?"
This was just too embarrassing... It was entirely because she had just arrived in Shanghai and didn't know the area well; she didn't know that the Japanese restaurant was actually located on the first floor of the hotel.
That's why such a misunderstanding occurred.
Zhang Yan looked up to peek at Zhou Xing and, seeing that he hadn't noticed her at all, breathed a slight sigh of relief.
She was glad she hadn't been blunt and spoken her thoughts out loud.
Otherwise, that scene... even just imagining it was enough to make her toes curl. She would probably want to find a hole to crawl into; how could she face Zhou Xing after that?
Having calmed down, Zhang Yan still felt a bit unnatural when facing Zhou Xing.
By the time she snapped out of it.
The two of them had already entered the restaurant.
A Waiter was coming forward to pour them hot tea.
Zhang Yan looked at the restaurant's quiet and elegant environment, which gave off a subtle vibe of being a hidden gem in the city.
She knew that dining here would be expensive.
Especially since it was a Japanese restaurant known for being pricey.
Last time they hosted Zhou Xing, all of Lin Yusheng's entertainment expenses were charged to the company account, so they didn't feel anything no matter how much was spent.
But Zhou Xing was treating her alone, paying out of his own pocket.
The nature of it was completely different.
Zhang Yan opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but ultimately swallowed her words.
Although Zhang Yan had some psychological burden regarding the prices, when the dishes were served one by one and she saw the fresh, delicious ingredients surrounded by mist, she was also tempted.
Tuna Tartare.
Foie Gras Sesame Tofu.
Seasonal Hassun.
Sake-Steamed Blackthroat Seaperch.
Crab Roe and Sea Urchin Sushi.
Salmon Platter... A dazzling array of dishes was served, using the simplest cooking methods to present the food in its most original and freshest form to the guests.
Zhang Yan instinctively wanted to take out her phone to take photos, but suddenly realized Zhou Xing was sitting across from her and immediately stopped.
She was just an ordinary bank employee.
As she said herself, if it weren't for Zhou Xing, she might never have had a chance for promotion in her entire life.
She dealt with money all day and booked various high-end venues for clients.
Yet she herself rarely had the opportunity to enter such places.
Even if she did, it was for business entertainment, like hosting a VIP guest of the bank like Zhou Xing.
In order not to show any timidness in front of the guests or cause dissatisfaction.
She basically wouldn't use her chopsticks much throughout the meal, let alone take photos with her phone.
"Take photos if you want, why be so restrained?"
Zhou Xing saw Zhang Yan's actions and spoke up.
"No need, it's too impolite. Besides, as your Private Secretary, if I lose my etiquette, it will affect others' perception of you in public. This is something I absolutely cannot do."
Zhang Yan hurriedly declined.
"It's mealtime now, not work time."
Zhou Xing chuckled and said indifferently, "Taking photos is a hobby for girls. I don't mind; in fact, I quite agree with it. So what does it matter?"
Hearing this, Zhang Yan could only shyly take out her phone.
However, after taking just a few photos, she quickly finished.
She still couldn't be completely casual in front of Zhou Xing, like she would be when dining with colleagues or close friends.
Zhou Xing didn't say much more upon seeing this; he picked up his chopsticks and began to eat.
Although Zhou Xing told Zhang Yan to try not to be so formal when with him.
But Zhang Yan still habitually focused on Zhou Xing during the process.
She spent less time using her own chopsticks and most of her time pouring tea and water for Zhou Xing.
Zhou Xing didn't push it too hard.
Becoming familiar isn't something that happens in just a day or two; he'd let nature take its course.
Most importantly, Zhang Yan's meticulous service made Zhou Xing's meal pleasant and comfortable.
The two of them stayed at the Japanese restaurant for less than two hours.
They took a short break.
Zhang Yan also took advantage of the break to send a message to her colleague.
Before long, she had filtered out several property options for Zhou Xing.
Zhou Xing raised his hand to check the time.
It was about time.
He immediately stood up, swiped his card, and left.
After driving Zhang Yan for a while, they arrived at a real estate development.
The Staff Members of the development, having received word from the bank, were already waiting there.