After rebirth, the real daughter just wants to win glory for the country

The national team has arranged the hotel where they will stay in advance.

Assistant Wu first ordered people to send Song Lingyan and his party to the hotel, and then ordered the bus to drive to the five-star hotel reserved for the support group.

The two big hotels are not far from each other, only a ten-minute drive.

Song Lingyan entered the guest room, put down her luggage, said hello to the two coaches, and happily strolled out the door to meet at the place agreed with her parents.

~

When she walked out of the hotel door, a stretched Lincoln stopped in front of her exactly as if she had calculated it with a stopwatch.

Li Jingchen stepped out of the car, opened the car door in a gentlemanly manner, and welcomed her into the car.

"You are really pervasive!"

Song Lingyan was a little confused. She was very glad that Coach Liu was not present at this moment, otherwise she would have been hurt innocently and the amount of training would have been increased.

"Island countries have PE consortium industries."

Li Jingchen smiled good-naturedly and looked gentle: "The largest luxury shopping mall in D city is a subsidiary industry of PE. When my grandma comes to D city, how can Jingchen not do his best to serve as a landlord and help her old lady."

"You are talking as if you are the master of D City."

Song Lingyan smiled and teased him. She didn't want outsiders to see her chatting, so she slipped into the car to avoid Coach Liu's urgent gaze.

"The United States and island countries have close economic exchanges."

Li Jingchen smiled and got into the car: "The PE consortium is very powerful and controls 30% of the industrial chain of D City. It is not an exaggeration to say that it controls the economic lifeline of D City."

"Your family is so rich, why would you go to China to attend a university?"

Song Lingyan teased him with a smile: "If you want to learn Chinese, it would be great to build a Chinese school in the United States. As long as the salary is high enough, there will be many Chinese students willing to stay and teach."

“The atmosphere is different, the culture is different, and the feeling of learning is also different.”

Li Jingchen didn't pay attention to her deliberate criticism. He was still gentle and polite, giving her unlimited tolerance.

"Besides, China's economic development momentum is very strong, and some industrial chains have surpassed those of Europe and the United States. Cooperation with Chinese companies is also very important to the future development of the PE consortium."

"It's so tiring to talk to you. I can't say enough about my profession."

Song Lingyan didn't like business lessons. He found it boring and yawned out of boredom.

"If you don't like it, then don't say it."

Li Jingchen allowed her to be petty, smiled nonchalantly, and ordered the driver to drive to the hotel where Li Xiaoling and his wife were staying to pick them up.

~

PE international luxury shopping mall.

The extended-length Lincoln drove into the underground parking lot and was greeted by senior executives of the shopping mall who had been waiting for a long time.

The ninety-degree bow made Li Xiaoling wonder.

“Island people pay the most attention to etiquette and the quality of service is also good.”

Li Jingchen joked with a smile: "In China, online shopping has overwhelmed the real economy. This is not the case in island countries. It is the real economy that has defeated online shopping."

"Islanders hate online shopping. They love the high-quality services in shopping malls and enjoy them. They are unwilling to change the status quo easily."

"Then there's no need to kneel down to serve, right?"

The group took the elevator to the first floor and happened to see a salesperson selling leather boots kneeling on the ground to help customers try on the boots.

The salesman was a middle-aged man who had passed his forties.

And his customer, sitting in front of him, with a calm expression and a calm heart, letting him help him put on his boots, was a beautiful young woman in her thirties.

Li Xiaoling was deeply amazed when she saw this scene.

"Hmph, weakling."

Song Weiguo snorted coldly and dismissed it.

Song Lingyan secretly tugged on her father's sleeves, reminding him to keep his voice down to avoid being overheard and causing bad influence.

"Kneeling service is common in large shopping malls in island countries."

Li Jingchen was used to it and was not surprised at all: "Everyone has their own needs. It is their own choice to impress customers with service."

"Island people are used to kneeling since childhood."

Song Lingyan had his own opinion: "For them, there is no difference between kneeling and sitting."    "Can this be the same?"

Li Xiaoling still didn't like it: "My knees will swell if I kneel for a long time."

“The leather boots on the first floor are of good quality.”

Li Jingchen smiled: "They are all new styles from well-known brands in Ozhou this year. Do you want me to pick out a few pairs and try them on?"

"No."

Li Xiaoling decisively refused: "Looking at them kneeling to serve, I have a heart attack."

"Pfft."

It was rare for Song Lingyan to see her mother's embarrassed expression, so she couldn't hold it back and burst out laughing.

~

Astonished by the kneeling service on the first floor, Li Xiaoling was no longer in the mood to go shopping.

I walked around the second floor and bought a valuable cashmere coat for myself and my daughter. I also bought New Year's gifts for Wang Huiping and Song Lingrui, mother and son. Without any further delay, I hurriedly left the shopping area.

"Yanyan, my cousin's wind power project has been settled in the M state market."

Li Jingchen then took his family to the revolving restaurant on the top floor of the shopping mall. When he stepped out of the elevator, he deliberately leaned into Song Lingyan's ear and whispered: "Can the agreement we reached in private also take effect?"

"You just can't wait?"

Song Lingyan glanced at him sideways: "Do you have to talk about this before the game?"

"It's not that I can't wait."

Li Jingchen helplessly held his forehead: "My great-grandma calls me every day, which is like urging me to die. Otherwise, I wouldn't have chased you all the way to D City to see your cold face."

Song Ling was very angry: "I don't want you to come yet?"

The little expression of fried hair is particularly vivid.

Li Jingchen's eyes lit up and he looked at her with a smile.

Can he say it?

He just deliberately teased her and made her angry.

The angry little look with puffed cheeks is much more lively and interesting than when he yawns out of boredom.

He seemed to be addicted to teasing her and could not extricate himself.

~

PE International Luxury Shopping Center is a 208-story skyscraper.

After dark, from the revolving restaurant on the top floor of the building, you can see the full night view of D city center.

D City is the capital of the island country, and it is the only city in the world.

The GDP ranking in Asia even exceeds that of Shanghai, with one city accounting for two-thirds of the entire island country's economic aggregate.

The people of the island country are proud of D City and are keen to engage in wars of words with Chinese netizens, arguing whether the light show in the Magic City is beautiful or the night view of D City is more prosperous.

Li Xiaoling was fortunate enough to follow her grandnephew Zhan Guang to the top of a skyscraper and witness with her own eyes the difference between the night views of the two international metropolises.

~

"Grandma, what do you want to eat? You can eat at our western restaurant. You're welcome. Just order whatever you want."

A group of four people came to sit down in front of the French window. Li Jingchen deliberately sat down next to Li Xiaoling, smiling like a spring breeze and trying his best to please.

"Flattery."

Song Lingyan glanced away, covered her forehead with her hands and rolled her eyes.

"hehe."

Song Weiguo heard this and looked at his daughter playing tricks lovingly, laughing happily from his throat.

(End of this chapter)