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Chapter 2. shā mǎ tè – Chinese subculture of young urban migrants, usually of low education, with exaggerated hairstyles, heavy make-up, flamboyant costumes, piercings, etc. (loanword from “smart”)
Seeing her daughter eat two rice bowls, Song Hai said cheerfully: “It seems that my cooking skills have not declined in recent years.”
Yan Xi put down her chopsticks, got up to clean up the dishes and chopsticks. Song Hai hurriedly said, “Yan Yan, don’t hurt your hands with washing any dishes, go upstairs and play by yourself.” He grabbed the bowls and chopsticks in Yan Xi’s hand and walked towards the kitchen while talking about how girls should take care of their hands carefully.
Listening to Song Hai’s rants, Yan Xi followed to the kitchen and talked with Song Hai about household affairs. Meanwhile Song Hai talked about the company and his friends. He said, “Do you want to get familiar with the company business in advance? These things will be yours in the future, so you have to be familiar with them.”
“Dad, you are still young,” Yan Xi smiled. “When you are in your old and eighties, consider letting me be your successor.”
Coaxed into a smile by his daughter, Song Hai put the washed and dried bowl in the cupboard. Looking at his daughter’s white and delicate face, he felt prideful. His daughter is soft and weak. As a father, he needs to earn more money from the family business so his daughter can have more things around her.
Song Hai, who couldn’t wait for his daughter to grow, saw that Yan Xi didn’t have the mind to go to their company to be the successor and could only express some frustration. At the same time, he just wanted her daughter to do whatever she wanted. He is a very enlightened father and will never dictate what to do.
The father and daughter have yet to get along well for many years, but the atmosphere is very pleasant. The next morning, Yan Xi didn’t wake up until nine o’clock. The father and daughter took their cards to the major shopping malls and went to the top of the shopping malls.
In the afternoon, Song Hai insisted on taking Yan Xi to buy jewelry. In Song Hai’s mind, his daughter must not wrong herself in dressing up.
With a famous brand and diamond watch in his hand, Song Hai entered the jewelry store with the words “spendthrift and foolish” written on his face and was warmly received by the shopping guide.
“Yan Yan, buy whatever you like, don’t save money for me. “Song Hai took a sip of the coffee brought by the shopping assistant, and put the coffee cup aside. He pointed to a shiny diamond necklace on the promotional page and said, “This is beautiful, Yan Yan, try it.”
Yan Xi looked at the necklace, the only feature was…too flashy.
Who can wear this kind of necklace except for special occasions?
“Dad, I don’t like this,” pressing down Song Hai’s ready-to-move wallet, Yan Xi chose a ring with a simple and elegant design, “I want this.”
“Buy it if you like it.”
Yan Xi knew that her father wanted to make up for all the regrets, he hadn’t been able to get along with her over the years. So even though she had a lot of jewelry left to her by her mother, she still followed her father’s wishes and came here to pick jewelry.
But this style, at first glance, does challenge her aesthetics.
“Ling Qianjin’s vision is really good. This is a new limited edition released by our company’s chief designer this month. There are only three in the country.” The shopping assistant exaggerated how beautiful Yan Xi’s fingers were and how they matched the ring and asked the assistant to fetch the ring. Yan Xi tried it on.
(Ling Qianjin is a nickname. Ling here means the official title, while Qianjin is a word courteous for calling a daughter (other than one’s own). It’s like – Your Daughter’s vision is really good – but using the “Ling Qianjin” is more polite and honorable.)
At first, the shopping assistant thought this was the sugar daddy and sugar baby they often had in the wealthy circle. Still, she didn’t expect them to be biological father and daughter. Probably because the two people’s bodies are too different, people subconsciously ruled out their blood relationship. Still, when they looked closer, the corners of their eyes and brows were somewhat similar, but the father’s face was too fat, and the facial features were a little out of shape.
For Song Hai, it was more effective to praise Yan Xi than to praise him, so in the end, he ordered an extra pair of earrings for Yan Xi. The shopping assistant can stop boasting Yan Xi as a little fairy with a dazzling aura.
Yan Xi’s face was feverish when she heard this, and she turned to look to the side, hoping that the shopping assistant would stop boasting.
“Mr. Yuan, this is the necklace you ordered. Are there any dissatisfactions?” The manager took out a brocade box from the safe and gently handed it to Yuan Yi with both hands.
Yuan Yi opened the box and glanced twice, then nodded slightly: “Not Bad”
The manager took a sigh of relief and handed the various certificates to the assistant beside Yuan Yi, “We still have new jewelry for this month here. If you need it, Mr. Yuan, I’ll let someone bring it in for you to choose.”
“No Need,” Yuan Yi stood up. “My mother always likes your company’s jewelry. If you have the latest design, you can send the brochure to her and she will choose it.”
“It is an honor for Madam Yuan to like our shop’s works. Our shop will send someone to deliver it to Madam Yuan today.” The manager was ecstatic. He got up and sent Yuan Yi out of the guest room. When he passed by the hall, he saw a fat middle-aged man with two or three jewelry bags in his hand and a beautiful little girl in his other hand. The little girl looked pleasing to the eye, delicate and fragile, and obviously, the man beside her valued her very much. He persuaded her to choose more.
The manager has long been accustomed to seeing all kinds of matches between young and old, beautiful and ugly. He has long been accustomed to this kind of thing. He stretched out his hand and requested, “Mr Yuan, this way, please.”
Yuan Yi, who was walking in front, suddenly paused. He glanced over the men and women not far away, turning his head, and strode out.
The Manager quickly followed.
“Mr. Yuan, please take care.” The manager bowed and turned to see the fat man and young woman walking towards the door.
“Dad, you are so easy to be fooled, how did the company start?” Yan Xi looked at the bag in Song Hai’s hand. It was all money.
She has never had a hard time since she was a child. Even when she was a child, the family conditions were average, but her parents still spoiled her. Later, she went to the sea with her mother, and her mother opened a gallery. The business was very good, and even gradually became famous in the art world. Therefore, her mother’s financial situation was also very good. On the other hand, her father had to make a lot of money for her every month. She never worried about money.
Not worrying about money does not mean she likes to spend money indiscriminately.
“The shopping assistant is very discerning and sells beautiful things. It doesn’t matter if you buy a few more items,” Song Hai smiled and opened the car door. After letting Yan Xi sit in, he followed in. “I’m going to the company for a meeting tomorrow. Do you have familiar friends here, otherwise I will arrange an assistant to accompany you shopping?”
“No, I have made an appointment with my friends for dinner tomorrow,” Yan Xi explained. “I have two friends in college. After graduation, they came to work in the Imperial Capital. Heard that I was going back to the Imperial Capital. I had already made an appointment to meet. Don’t worry, I won’t be bored.”
“That’s good,” Song Hai relaxed, “and your former high school classmates, if you have a good relationship, you can also contact.”
“That was a few years ago. How can there be any contact information?” She left the Imperial Capital at the age of fifteen. She had just finished her first year of high school at that time. Now that nearly nine years have passed, even if she has a few good friends, her relationship has long since faded after so many years.
She studied as a postgraduate student, and now that she has finished her studies, she doesn’t know what to do for a while.
After returning home, Yan Xi closed the door, reached into her collar, pulled left and right, pulled the bra out of the neckline, threw it on the bed, sat cross-legged in the chair, and turned on the computer.
After logging in to the chatting software, the message prompt rang non-stop. She put the earphones on her head and started typing.
She is an amateur artist. She sometimes draws cute strips and posts them on Weibo, which may be because many people are under a lot of pressure in real life. Her small comics that are not very professional are still quite popular. Weibo has nearly one million fans, and signed a publishing contract with a publishing house a few days ago. The editor urged her to submit the manuscript every day.
After posting a cute paragraph drawn earlier on the Internet, Yan Xi ignored the various reminders that the editor had posted on the chat software. She opened the game website, and people in the game called her brothers and sisters and ran into the wild to hunt down opponents.
Soon there was a lot of scolding in the game world.
“You are a ladyboy, elder sister, I am a girl, pure!” After taking a lollipop and putting it in her mouth, Yan Xi bought a tracer at the mall game and continued to chase and kill the person who scolded her.
After closing the game, Yan Xi remembered that she hadn’t removed her make-up yet, so she went to the bathroom to wash her face, put on a mask, and started scrolling Weibo.
It has been more than an hour since she posted cute paragraphs of comics. There have been 500 or 600 retweets on Weibo and 2,000 or 3,000 comments. Most of them scream, ‘so cute.’ A few also criticized her for her bad drawing but were sprayed back by her silly fans.
After replying to a few popular comments, Yan Xi dialed her friend Tao Ru’s phone hands-free.
“Dahe!” Soon after the call was picked up, Tao Ru’s loud voice came out, “You finally called me. I almost thought you were missing.”
“What’s missing?” Yan Xi removed the mask from her face and patted her face lightly. “I will come out for dinner tomorrow. You have a treat.”
“You have arrived in the Imperial Capital?” Tao Ru’s voice was a little joyous, “Okay, tomorrow I will be on vacation, and I will call Yang Min. The three of us can get together.”
The two chatted for a while. Tao Ru hesitated, “Are you planning to work and develop in the Imperial Capital?”
“Well,” Yan Xi wrapped the phone in a piece of paper and went to the bathroom to wash her face and hands. “My mother is no longer there. I will work in the Imperial Capital, so I can accompany my dad more.”
“That’s fine, we will have more opportunities to meet in the future,” Tao Ru didn’t want to mention Yan Xi’s sadness, so she turned the subject off, and the two chatted for a while before hanging up the phone.
Early the next morning, when Yan Xi woke up, Song Hai was no longer at home, and the breakfast he had prepared was on the table.
Yan Xi finished breakfast, went upstairs to change clothes, and put on make-up before leaving the house.
A red coupe was parked in the garage, which Song Hai had specially prepared for his daughter. Yan Xi opened the car door and sat on it. The seat height was just right, and it was easy to drive.
It can be seen that Song Hai’s care in preparing this car.
Although the three friends hadn’t seen each other for more than a year, they didn’t feel awkward after sitting together, as if they had never separated.
“Hey, look at this,” Yang Min put the phone in the middle.
Yan Xi stretched her neck and took a look. It was an article that took stock of the popular styles of young people in the past 20 years.
One of them is a strange shape, the hair is dyed like a traffic light, the long hair stands upright, and the aesthetics are unforgettable after a glance.
“Ten years ago, some bad teenagers in our school loved this style.” Yan Xi pointed to the screen of the mobile phone. “In the past, there was a high school bully in our school. I found him climbing the wall.”
“What happened later?” Tao Ru asked interestedly. Most students who dared to keep this hairstyle back then did not dare to mess with them.
“Later, there is no more after,” Yan Xi put her cheek in one hand, recalling the distant years, “I didn’t say anything, two teachers came over, berating him not to bully me until I walked away, he was still surrounded by two teachers.”
Yang Min and Tao Ru looked at Yan Xi’s innocent and weak faces and were somewhat speechless.
“Back then… What were you doing by the wall?”
“Of course, it’s skipping class.” Yan Xi replied confidently.