In addition to palace fighting dramas, there are many common topics among girls.

Even if Song Qianqian met Xin Qing and Zhao Lei for the first time, the three of them of similar age still talked about their usual outfits from lipstick numbers, and from Weibo gossip to the men around them.

Zhang Xiaohui's life is obviously not as good as Lin Dingqiang's, and he has become the object of Song Qianqian's complaints when his girlfriend is by his side.

What usually works overtime, goes home late at night, and doesn't see anyone on weekends.

If Zhang Xiaohui hadn't been desperately pulling under the table, I'm afraid Song Qianqian would have poured out all the bitter water in her stomach to Lin Dingqiang, the direct leader.

After eating and drinking, the three girls were still on the incense table at the entrance like Qianlong, holding the seal prepared in the store and stamping it on the postcard.

Lin Dingqiang went to settle the account, and the dinner of 300 per capita is indeed not too expensive in this realm.

He came to the door, looked at the happy few people, and said, "Don't cover it like a dog skin plaster, leave it blank to have a sense of beauty." ”

Xin Qing held a postcard covered with "I'm hungry" and shook it in front of Lin Dingqiang's eyes, playful dimples appeared on his face again, and his eyes were full of the three big words "I am willing".

Lin Dingqiang shrugged his shoulders and walked towards the door.

Song Qianqian and Zhang Xiaohui were in a hurry to go back, and it seemed that they had something important to do, and said, "Mr. Xin, boss, let's go first." ”

Lin Dingqiang nodded, turned his head and asked Zhao Lei again, "What about you?"

"I'm going back too. Zhao Lei asked what Song Qianqian meant, "Sister Qian, is it convenient to take me for a while?"

"Okay!" Song Qianqian reluctantly agreed: "Go!"

After the three of them left, only Lin Dingqiang and Xin Qing were left.

Since the two are neighbors, they will naturally stop by when they go back to the apartment.

However, Xin Qing obviously hasn't had enough fun, she has her hands behind her back, and she doesn't have the seriousness in the office, but like a cheerful little white rabbit, jumping on the stone road, while looking back and asking, "You haven't answered my question yet." ”

Lin Ding Qianghu asked, "What?"

Xin Qing stopped, walked towards Lin Dingqiang, and tilted her head, "What do you think love should look like?"

Lin Dingqiang smiled chicly, "We don't talk about love here." ”

"What are you talking about?" Xin Qing asked.

Lin Dingqiang paused and said slowly: "At first, it was about falling flowers intentionally following the flowing water, and flowing water ruthlessly falling in love with falling flowers. Then the clothes and belts gradually widened and finally did not regret it, and made people haggard for Yixiao. ”

Xin Qing looked at Lin Dingqiang's eyebrows with interest, "And then?"

"Even though the sea was once difficult to turn into water, except for Wushan, it is not a cloud. But in the end, what I look forward to is still the pear blossom courtyard dissolving the moon, and the catkins pond is faintly windy. Lin Dingqiang replied.

Xin Qing had also heard a few of the poems, but she didn't understand the last one very well, and asked, "What do you mean?"

Lin Dingqiang said seriously: "This is our love here. Love is born from love, and love to the depths is grace. You give me a favor, and I give you a love. So reciprocating, plain and bland, foaming at each other. I think that's what love should look like. ”

Xin Qing, who hadn't been drinking, two red clouds instantly climbed onto her fair face, and she frantically stroked the hair that was hanging down from her sideburns due to jumping, and hurriedly turned her back, walked a few steps, and muttered: "You are really an uncle!"

The first street lamps reflect this city full of stories, and the laughter in the ears seems to be drained at this moment. The two were three or four meters apart, and the oblique shadows were cast on the high wall full of years, and they did not extend for a long time.

The thin Xin Qing didn't speak again for a long time, Lin Dingqiang walked up and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I still have something to do and I'm going to work. Xin Qing raised her head and said in a panicked voice: "The report on Jinggang has not been written yet. ”

After speaking, Xin Qing trotted away from Lin Dingqiang, and said happily: "Uncle, I'm leaving!

After Xin Qing's taxi completely disappeared from Lin Dingqiang's sight, Lin Dingqiang walked towards the parking lot.

Although he ate a royal meal that he didn't know if it was true or not, there was still a real treasure waiting for him right now.

The snuff box in the delivery box is definitely more attractive than the marigold pot on the table just now.

Lin Dingqiang drove the car and hurried back to the Palm Springs apartment, wanting to see what the snuffbox looked like for the first time.

......

After Lin Dingqiang parked the car, he came to the courier box and opened the courier box according to the pickup code given by the system.

In the No. 14 express box, there is a small square box made of black walnut.

Lin Dingqiang carefully took it out, and he hurried back to his house knowing that his wealth could not be exposed.

After locking the door, Lin Dingqiang put the wooden box on the table and opened it cautiously.

Lin Dingqiang usually doesn't smoke, because he is poor, and he doesn't have a hobby of collecting antiques.

Today, when this exquisite copper-gilt chisel inlay enamel snuff bottle appeared in front of him, he was still impressed by the rounded shape and exquisite craftsmanship.

The snuffbox, smaller than a palm, delicately depicts a nun with her head bowed and smiling, with a kind face and good facial features.

Lin Dingqiang also wanted to know how valuable this snuff bottle was, so he turned on the computer and searched for the price of the snuff bottle.

To his surprise, though, the price of snuff bottles varied widely.

Because of the huge number of surviving works, and the mixture of official and private kilns, even the works of the same period are worth from thousands to millions.

But what Lin Dingqiang thought was that since it was something left by the ancestors, there was no reason to sell it cheaply.

Although you don't need it, you can treasure it at home, and maybe it can be used as a family heirloom.

Lin Dingqiang put the snuff box into the wooden box again, opened the safe embedded in the wardrobe, and solemnly put it in.

With nothing to do, Lin Dingqiang looked at the assets he currently owned.

In addition to a car, Lin Dingqiang now has wealth, although it is not a lot of wealth, but it is enough for him to leave the capital and go to a small city with beautiful mountains and rivers to live a leisurely life.

But the capital is like this, with an indescribable magic.

Since I came, no matter whether I succeeded or failed, I was always reluctant to go, and I wanted to take root in this land of only 16,410 square kilometers.

Besides, Lin Dingqiang is still a native of Beijing, so there is no reason to leave.

"If you have money, what are you going to do?" Lin Dingqiang asked himself.

He looked at his shopping cart, which contained nothing of value other than some daily necessities.

One point is all selected, and the total price of settlement is only about 3,000 yuan.

Lin Dingqiang paid the money painlessly, and after seeing the interface of successful payment, he let out an exclamation, "How can the life of a rich person be so boring!"