In order to fulfill their daughter's wish, the Huo family of three took Huo Yanping's "Jim" car and went to the eastern suburbs together.

Since it was the weekend, there were few cars and few people outside the city, and the wide Capital Airport Road remained empty for a long time.

Only occasionally a carriage or car passes by, and bicycles and pedestrians are almost extinct.

Huo Xin had a great time practicing and felt pretty good.

In her words, although they are all old cars.

But no matter what, the car is much better than the "Great Liberation" coach car that needs to be cranked to start.

It seems that when he learned to drive on Tuomen Road, he was not as good as his own father.

Not only was the car good, but the "coach" in the auxiliary seat gave guidance and was careful and patient.

Of course, she couldn't help complaining again, saying that the six hundred yuan tuition fee was too much.

On the other hand, Huo Yanping and his wife were quite pleased to see with their own eyes that their daughter's driving skills were as good as they were.

After all, this is a very practical skill that will be useful even if you go abroad in the future.

Although you still have to retake the driver's license test, having the foundation makes a real difference.

So Huo Yanping also came to tease his daughter in a happy mood.

"You, just be content. Where do ordinary people have the opportunity to learn to drive? You have to rely on your employer to issue a certificate. If your employer doesn't train you, it's useless to try to learn."

"The fare of six hundred yuan is quite a lot. It is almost the salary of an ordinary person for a year. But don't you earn more, do you still care about this?"

"You have to think this way, knowledge is priceless. Judging from our national conditions, there are not many car drivers, and girls with driving skills like you are even rarer."

"In my opinion, as long as you want to pass the test successfully and get your driving license, the money is well spent."

Huo Xin was delighted after hearing this.

"Oh, Dad, it's not easy to hear your approval with my own ears. What kind of day is it today? Did I meet a magpie when I went out?"

Huo Yanping looked at his daughter's slightly proud and pretentious expression and couldn't help laughing.

"Seek truth from facts. Seeing is believing today. I am sincerely impressed by the driving skills of our number one female driver in Beijing."

Now even Huang Jingping couldn't help laughing.

"Yanping, why are you talking nonsense like a child? Ouch! Stop teasing her and distracting her attention. Aren't you afraid that she will praise you and drive the car into a ditch on the roadside?"

This rare and pleasant coexistence has made the family of three emotionally harmonious.

So when she returned in the evening, Huo Xin was very excited to entertain guests and took her parents to the French restaurant of Jianguo Hotel.

This is currently the only authentic French restaurant in the Republic. Its magnificent, calm and elegant decoration surprised Huo Yanping and his wife.

None of them expected that there were already hotels of this level and high-end Western restaurants in China.

Huo Yanping said, "Hearing is worse than seeing. I really didn't expect that the comprehensive standard of the first joint venture hotel in Beijing would exceed that of the Beijing Hotel. It seems that the method of introducing foreign investment is indeed effective, and the foreign monks can chant sutras."

Huang Jingping also said, "Well, maybe we will rely on foreigners for many things in the future. I think the company where our daughter works will not have any problems for a while."

But Huo Xin disagreed.

She claimed that Pierre Carton is not only rich and powerful, but also has close relations with the Ministry of Textiles and the Ministry of Economic and Trade, and is inherently very reliable and stable.

Soon the French restaurant in Jianguo Hotel will no longer be on the list.

This year, their company's Maxim Restaurant will be dethroned as the number one French restaurant in Beijing.

The Maxim restaurant she participated in supervising will cost US$1.5 million to replicate the Paris main store.

All the construction was done by Japanese personnel, not to mention the prisms and stained glass ceilings, the silverware and chandeliers, even the French palace murals were copied.

That's called splendor, that's called romantic and gorgeous.

On the contrary, Jianguo Hotel is a restaurant that is too mediocre.

The so-called French style is just the curtains on the roof and a harp at the door. There is nothing new at all.

According to her, in terms of atmosphere, this place is not as interesting as the new underground Western restaurants opened in Xidan in the past two years.

The restaurant called "Dadi" very cleverly used underground civil air defenses to open a unique Western restaurant.

The walls have no decoration at all, just exposed cement walls.

The key is that the lighting is quite dim.

Although there are chandeliers and wall lamps, candlelight still has to be used for lighting...

"Hey, your company's restaurant is just that. It cost so much money, so it must be good. But what's the underground restaurant? It sounds bad." Huang Jingping couldn't help but shook his head and sighed, "I can't think of anyone who will come there.

Eating in a place like this is a waste of time."

"Mom! You don't understand. The most popular and fashionable thing right now is this unique style! Don't underestimate me. This is the restaurant, even though it's nicknamed 'Beijing Xiao Lao Mo'

, but in fact the limelight has eclipsed the real 'Old Mo'. He has to wait to be seated for lunch, and he can't even close the door when it's time for lunch break. He queues up every day..."

There is no doubt that as a member of the fashion industry, Huo Xin has obviously lived up to her profession and knows very well what is fashionable and what is not fashionable in Beijing today.

But Huo Yanping obviously doesn't see it that way.

He actually made a joke to his daughter.

"What kind of mood is this? Is the mood just about fighting in the dark and fighting in the tunnels?"

"Dad, you really don't understand, do you mean you don't understand? This is called primitive, rough, and wild! There should be quite a few underground bars in Europe..."

"Oh, right..."

Seeing that Huo Xin was a little dissatisfied, Huo Yanping reluctantly pretended to understand in order not to disappoint his daughter.

But Huo Xin still saw that he was not sincere in his words.

"Dad, Mom, I am getting more and more confused about you now. You have obviously come back from abroad, but why do you seem to have never seen anything? Your ideology seems to be nothing like those in China.

There’s a difference. No, maybe it’s more old-fashioned.”

"Okay, I understand. You are deliberately trying to harm us."

Huo Yanping first patted his daughter's face and then explained sincerely.

"Yes, we came back from abroad, but we haven't seen what you mentioned."

"Don't forget, we are officials, representing the image of our government, and we cannot go to random places. It can be said that except for scenic spots, concert halls, museums, and parks, we almost all stay in the embassy."

"Of course, we will also attend some banquets and even visit some foreigners' homes. But who are those people? They are all officials, scholars, businessmen, journalists, and artists. So..."

There is no need to say the next words, Huo Xin already understood it, and she twisted her body like a baby.

"Oh, I understand. You are really not free. Even if you stay abroad, you must always be serious. It's so boring. Poor parents..."

However, her understatement could not stop Huang Jinghua, a mother, from questioning her.

"Xinxin, I'm surprised, you've been staying in China all the time. That kind of thing abroad, that kind of thing abroad, where did you learn that kind of thing?"

"Where? You are so funny, there are foreigners in the country. There are many foreign students in our school! They are white, black, brown, they come from everywhere."

"But your dad and I have been abroad for so long, and we haven't learned so much from you!"

"That's because you are old and slow."

What Huo Xin said was purely unintentional.

But Huo Yanping and Huang Jinghua still looked at each other after hearing this.

Want to see if they themselves are really old.

Are you old?

Both of them asked themselves secretly.

Perhaps, it's not that they are old, but that their daughter is too young...

Finally it was time to order.

But when the waiter came forward, Huo Xin didn't let his parents speak at all.

I directly ordered three rib-eye steaks, snail soup, Caesar salad, champagne before the meal and fig dessert after the meal.

This meal costs at least more than 200 yuan.

However, Huo Yanping couldn't accept his daughter's way of spending money without looking at the price.

"Xinxin, you learn this trick really quickly. I know you spend your own money and you want to make us happy. But I also want to remind you that it is easy to go from frugality to luxury, but it is difficult to go from luxury to frugality.

You should cherish your hard work and make good use of your money."

"Don't bring up any spoiler tonight, okay?"

Huo Xin took a sip of champagne and interrupted Huo Yanping bluntly.

"Why can't we mention it tonight?" Huo Yanping asked strangely.

"But tonight is the weekend!"

"I see you have weekends every day!"

Facing his daughter's contempt and disdain, Huo Yanping really wanted to get angry.
To be continued...