Chapter 9: The Ghost of the Eye

Relieved the doubts in Guo Sufen's heart, Yang Zijun took the calligraphy and painting in his hand again and looked at it, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that something was wrong.

The more you look at this painting, the more it looks like an antique, and it should be worth a fortune.

Yang Zijun regretted it for a while, but the things had already been collected, so how could he return them.

Yang Zijun put away the calligraphy and paintings, and then packed up his things with his mother, planning to move immediately.

When the things were almost packed, Yang Zijun took out his mobile phone and planned to hire a car to move.

He tried to unlock it, only to find that the phone had run out of battery and turned off.

Plug in the power cord, and as soon as you turn it on, countless missed call reminders appear on the screen.

The missed calls were all Fang Fei's.

Yang Zijun and Fang Fei have been married for two years, Fang Fei has hardly called him, what's wrong today?

He called back curiously: "Hey, Fang Fei......"

Before he could continue, Fang Fei said anxiously and angrily on the other end of the phone: "Yang Zijun, where did you go all night......?

Although he was beaten down, Yang Zijun was very moved in his heart, this was the first time in two years that Fang Fei cared so much about himself.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I couldn't sleep last night, so I went home, I forgot to say hello to you, it was me who didn't do it. Yang Zijun sincerely admitted his mistake.

"Where are you now, I'll pick you up. Fang Fei suddenly returned to his usual coldness.

Yang Zijun hesitated: "No need, deal with some things at home, and I'll go back when I'm done." ”

Fang Fei immediately became impatient: "Don't you know what day it is? Are you still wandering outside? Forget it, I'm too lazy to tell you, today is my father's birthday, and the whole family has a birthday party, don't you know! You quickly put down everything at hand and come back." ”

"Okay, I'll go back. ”

Hanging up the phone, Yang Zijun's mood became a little heavy, in the past two years, once Fang Fei's family celebrated his birthday, it would be the beginning of his nightmare.

At the birthday banquet, treating Yang Zijun as a laughing stock seems to have become a reserved program, and he really doesn't understand the world of rich people.

Putting down the phone, he hurriedly found the calligraphy and painting, brought it with him, and then said to Guo Sufen: "Mom, you clean up first, I have to go back to Fang Fei's house, her father has a birthday today, I must be there, otherwise it won't look good." ”

Of course, Guo Sufen understood her son's distress, and she said distressedly: "Go, son, mom can't help you." ”

Yang Zijun couldn't help but feel a little sad: "Mom, don't think about it, pack up your things and wait for me, if I can come back today, let's move today, I really can't come back, let's move tomorrow." ”

Guo Sufen nodded and sent Yang Zijun out.

As soon as he went out, Yang Zijun found that the calligraphy and painting in his hand was not packaged at all, so it seemed a little inappropriate to take it out and give it away.

He found a few old newspapers next to the garbage bin on the street, and then randomly wrapped the calligraphy and painting, temporarily solving the problem.

Originally, he planned to buy a gift box to put this calligraphy and painting in the city, but the taxi he took broke down halfway, and the driver repaired it for a long time before he got back on the road, and the time was delayed.

As soon as Yang Zijun arrived in the city, Fang Fei's phone called again, Fang Fei told him that the Fang family had gone to the hotel, and asked him to hurry to the door of the hotel, where she was waiting for him.

Yang Zijun didn't dare to slack off, and quickly asked the driver to drive the car to the door of the hotel.

Fang Fei was wearing a white dress and sunglasses, and when he saw Yang Zijun, he reproached: "Do you have a sense of time? What time is it, do you think you have lost less face at the birthday party?"

Yang Zijun originally wanted to explain, but when he saw Fang Fei's attitude, he immediately swallowed back the words of explanation.

Seeing Yang Zijun's appearance of a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water, Fang Fei began to wonder for a moment whether the man who bravely saved himself yesterday was Yang Zijun.

She frowned, and casually threw a delicate gift box to Yang Zijun: "Wait a while at the birthday banquet, you give this to my father as a gift, no matter what others say, you just say that you bought it." ”

Yang Zijun took the exquisite gift box and looked at it, and returned it to Fang Fei casually: "No, I brought the gift myself." ”

Without waiting for Fang Fei to speak, Yang Zijun stepped into the hotel lobby.

What is this kid's attitude? Fang Fei was so angry that he couldn't speak.

The auditorium of this five-star hotel was all chartered by the Fang family, and there were more than fifty tables of guests inside.

In previous years, Fang Fei's father Fang Xiaozhong celebrated his birthday, and the birthday banquet only invited relatives at home, but this year he had a full birthday, and the birthday banquet wanted to be more lively, so he not only invited relatives at home, but also invited celebrities from all walks of life in Laizhou City to celebrate his birthday.

Among them, there are stars in the entertainment industry, well-known writers, business celebrities, art connoisseurs, and it can be said that more than half of the people in Laizhou City have come.

Fang Xiaozhong and his wife Cao Jinhua were smiling and greeting the guests in the hotel auditorium, and suddenly saw Yang Zijun walk in, and both of them rolled their eyes in disgust.

Cao Jinhua spat in a low voice: "Phew, why is this eye-catching ghost here again?"

"Be quiet, and don't let the guests hear. Fang Xiaozhong reminded in a low voice.

Yang Zijun naturally knew that everyone here did not welcome him, so he called his parents, sat down directly, and said nothing.

Fang Fei's sister Fang Ke just went to college this year, and as soon as she entered the school, she made a rich boyfriend, Cao Jinhua was very satisfied with this boy named Cui Jindong, because the family has a lot of money and can't spend enough money.

In order to show off in front of the guests, Fang Fang deliberately brought Cui Jindong and wanted to be in the limelight.

Cui Jindong was originally whispering to Fang Fang, but when he saw Yang Zijun sitting opposite, he immediately frowned and asked Fang Fang: "Who is this kid?" ”

Fang Ke sneered contemptuously: "He, don't mention it, it's a shameful ghost in our family, and I don't know what kind of evil my parents have fallen into, so I have to let my sister marry him." ”

"Oh, it turns out that he is your sister's son-in-law who eats soft rice?" Cui Jindong suddenly realized.

"That's right, don't mention him, it's annoying to mention him. Fang Fang said angrily.

Cui Jindong sighed: "It's a pity, a good flower is inserted in cow dung!"

Although Yang Zijun didn't hear what Fang Fang and Cui Jindong were talking about, he could tell from his expressions that these two people didn't say a word of kindness.

But he didn't bother to pay attention to it, he just wanted to endure this birthday party as soon as possible and leave.

"Why are you going so fast?" At this time, Fang Fei chased in, she sat down next to Yang Zijun, and secretly stuffed the beautifully packaged gift box to Yang Zijun.

Yang Zijun just didn't take it, and finally even threw the gift box under the table.