didn't let the photographer leave, Zhang Lan told him that he still wanted to play with his sister in a few more places, hoping that the master could give him a cheaper. Of course, this is unwanted! The master of the photography readily agreed to this, and the two squatted on the ground to discuss and discuss, and finally decided to wrap all the film Zhang Lan, and after the photo was finished, he went to the master to develop the photo, and printed the photo at the price of one yuan a piece.

After doing a good job of this business, it is enough to catch up with today's busy day, and the master of photography is very satisfied, although the single sheet earns less, but people are willing to spend money. A whole roll of film too.

The master of the photography once thought about it occasionally, and found a corner where no one paid attention to the child's money, but reason stopped his stupidity in time: the child who can take out so much money is definitely not from ordinary people, and when the time comes, he will either kill others and destroy them, otherwise people will definitely be able to find him. Aren't you going to do it here after you've robbed it? The master of photography is reluctant to leave this feng shui treasure land, and can enter the park to take pictures, and fortunately the brother-in-law who is the director of the park helps, otherwise how can such a good thing be his turn?

No matter how it is calculated, the photographer will abandon this idea and earn as much money as he can.

Zhang Lan didn't worry too much, but fortunately this master was still a duty, otherwise Zhang Lan wouldn't mind telling him that there are many things in the world that can't be done, such as robbing children is the most unacceptable of them.

took pictures of Mo Liyan in various places: next to the tiger cage, under the Monkey Mountain, the peacock that was opening the screen, and the big bear that was lazily tickling, all left the happy and innocent figure of Mo Liyan's little girl.

After playing for a long time, the places where it should be played have been played, Zhang Lan stuck out her tongue, tired like a dog with his tongue stretched out and panting after running a few kilometers, as if he didn't feel this way after running a few times for five kilometers. Mo Liyan was still interested, and took Zhang Lan's hand to leave the last souvenir at the entrance of the park.

Could it be that a woman's talent for shopping has already manifested itself at this age? Zhang Lan felt very sad, for herself, but also for those unlucky guys who were ready to chase their girlfriends, these days, without a good body, chasing girlfriends is really a very painful thing.

Zhang Lan looked at the master who took the camera, and the master of the camera was no better than Zhang Lan, barely sticking his tongue out. I was really a little reluctant to go--in fact, the most important thing was that I was also thirsty--Zhang Lan ran to the front and bought three bottles of mineral water, only to find that the water was actually from her own family.

Think of it as a contribution to yourself! Zhang Lan stared depressedly at the mineral water produced by her family: she had to spend money to buy her own things. In desperation, I had to comfort myself like this.

Sitting on the steps at the entrance of the park, drinking a bottle of water per person, Zhang Lan felt much better, and the photo would not be printed until two hours later, Zhang Lan decided to comfort her stomach that had lit up the red alert to herself.

There is a small restaurant not far from the park, and the photographer personally brought Zhang Lan and Mo Liyan over and told the hotel owner to make a good meal.

Although Zhang Lan doesn't know the relationship here, she can guess a little: when she sees strangers on weekdays, it is estimated that the things made by the hotel will be poor and few, and when she sees the introduction of acquaintances, she will probably come over with real skills. After all, the restaurant still relies on these people to eat, and it doesn't want to smash its own brand, as for strangers, who knows when they will come over next? I didn't expect this photographer to be pretty good! Zhang Lan muttered quietly.

"What did you say?" Mo Liyan didn't hear clearly, so he asked.

"Nothing?" Zhang Lan shook her head and asked, "Do you have anything taboo?" ”

It was just such a casual question, Zhang Lan didn't pay much attention to it, but she didn't expect Mo Liyan to nod and say to Zhang Lan: "Yes, my mother said I can't eat pork." ”

"Can't eat pork?" Zhang Lan was surprised, what kind of weird taboo is this? Suddenly thinking of something, Zhang Lan suddenly realized, "Are you a *person?" ”

"This, I don't know very well," Mo Liyan was a little distressed, his small forehead wrinkled slightly, "My father is of Han nationality, and my mother is *." Then my dad said I was Han and my mom said I was. My dad always told me to eat more pork and my mom said I couldn't eat pork. What race am I? It's so distressing! He sighed heavily, indicating that he was really distressed by this question.

"So?" Zhang Lan's eyes rolled, a bad idea came up, and she planned to abduct this simple little girl. "Mo Liyan, have you ever eaten pork? Is it delicious? ”

"Well," hearing Zhang Lan ask about this, Mo Liyan nodded vigorously, indicating that he had eaten it, "My father secretly took me to eat it, it was delicious, but unfortunately my mother always didn't let me eat it." After speaking, I didn't forget to lick my lips, as if the aroma of meat was still lingering in my mouth.

It's easy to do if it's delicious, I'm afraid you won't think it's delicious!

"Or are we like this?" Zhang Lan felt as if she was born to be an evil guy, otherwise how could she not only not feel guilty when she did such an evil thing, but felt very excited? "You can eat when we're together in the future, and when you get home, don't you tell your mother?"

"Is that good?" Mo Liyan was a little hesitant, but he couldn't resist the temptation of pork, "Mom said that it was not a good child who lied," and licked her lips unconsciously, "But pork is really delicious." ”

"How can you lie?" Zhang Lan was wickedly seductive, "As long as your mother doesn't ask, you won't say it, if you don't say it, it can't be considered a lie, right?" Besides, your dad has your back. ”

"It seems like this," the little girl lowered her head and tried to think about it for a long time, and finally found a perfect excuse for herself to eat pork and maintain the image of a good child, "Well, as long as mom doesn't ask, I won't say." ”

"That's smart!" Zhang Lan hurriedly praised this smart little girl.

After eating, the two of them went to the photo studio and waited boredly to get the photos, the photos were being developed, and the two of them picked up the photo album on the table and looked at it, not to comment on the guy above.

Finally, when the photos were printed, the photographer carefully helped the two little ones divide the photos and put them into two paper bags. Thanks to the photographer's carefulness, Zhang Lan paid very happily.

After taking the photo, Zhang Lan sent Mo Liyan home and delivered it to the door, the little girl opened the door and went in, but turned around and asked Zhang Lan timidly: "Brother Zhang Lan, can I often go to play with you in the future?" ”

"Of course you can," Zhang Lan wanted to cry, what did she do all this day for? Isn't that what it is!

"Well, that Brother Zhang Lan has to come to the school to look for me often." Hearing Zhang Lan's answer, the little girl was very happy, "Otherwise, I won't find you." ”

"Don't worry, my brother will definitely go often." Zhang Lan patted her chest at the little girl, with a resolute face: Such a beautiful flower - well, it is still a flower bone - or let herself guard her blooming, others, forget it.

"Then, goodbye Brother Zhang Lan." finally got Zhang Lan's affirmative answer, the little girl was obviously in a very good mood, and jumped in.

Back home, Alice and Xiao Chenxi were huddled together to watch TV, I don't know what I saw just now, seeing Zhang Lan come back, Alice sighed while getting up to greet Zhang Lan: "I found that in your China, it seems that foreigners are treated better than you Chinese!" ”

Hearing this, Zhang Lan was stunned, as if she had forgotten something.

What is it exactly? Zhang Lan patted her head, but she couldn't think of anything, so she had to ask Alice again. "What did you just say? It's the sentence of what Chinese foreigner just now. ”

"What?" Alice was stunned for a moment, turned a little uneasy, and her fingers gently wrapped around the corners of her clothes, "I said: 'I found that in you China, it seems that foreigners are treated better than you Chinese!'" Is there a problem with this statement? ”

By the way, that's it, Zhang Lan suddenly realized, how could she forget such an important thing!

"No problem, no problem," Zhang Lan stopped what she was doing, walked over to Alice and stood still, "Alice, our plan is going to be adjusted." ”

"Adjustments? What to adjust? How to adjust? A confused Alice asked.

"Our motorcycle factory has to adjust its plan, and now you have to participate as a party, and no matter how many parties have a stake, you must be the largest party."

"Of course," Alice nodded, indeed a little puzzled, "but why is that?" ”

"Hehe," Zhang Lan smiled, but didn't answer, why? In fact, it is very simple, just because, for a long time to come, in order to attract foreign investment, the state will give foreign businessmen or Sino-foreign joint ventures much more preferential treatment and convenience than ordinary national enterprises, and sometimes it will even appropriately suppress and sacrifice national enterprises. Zhang Lan didn't want to think about some of these examples, because there were too many such things.

If you want to develop, if you want to get a relatively fair environment, put on the coat of Sino-foreign joint ventures, in this era, it is the most convenient.