After Chen Xiaorui handed over the fan to Wu Chengfeng, there happened to be two tables of guests in the store, and Chen Xiaorui was busy greeting the guests. When Chen Xiaorui was ordering, she saw Wu Chengfeng go to the back kitchen with a fan.

Before Chen Xiaorui finished ordering, she saw Wu Chengfeng walking out of the kitchen with a bag on his back. Wu Chengfeng walked up to Chen Xiaorui and said, "Xiaorui, I'm leaving! I'll put the fan on the kitchen table for you!"

Chen Xiaorui's face was a little gloomy, and she said, "Brother Xiaofeng, can't you stay for a few more days in the year?"

Wu Chengfeng smiled faintly and said, "If you stay for a few more days, you still have to leave, it's better to leave now! My mobile phone number has been left on the kitchen table for you, WeChat synchronization, contact me if you have something!"

"Okay then!" Chen Xiaorui said, "I'll send you!"

Wu Chengfeng nodded, and when he and Chen Xiaorui passed by the bar, Wu Chengfeng said to the bar: "Boss, I'm leaving!"

"Xiao Feng, I have time to come and play!" Zhang Jia said.

Wu Chengfeng knew that this was Zhang Jia's false courtesy, he hooked the corners of his mouth and said, "Okay!"

After Wu Chengfeng finished speaking, Chen Xiaorui walked out of the storefront. Wu Chengfeng stared at Chen Xiaorui for a while and said, "Xiaorui, I'm leaving!"

"Hmm!" Chen Xiaorui said: "Brother Feng, take care of yourself!

"Okay!" After Wu Chengfeng finished speaking, he lifted his backpack up and strode away.

Chen Xiaorui looked at Wu Chengfeng's distant back, a look of gain and loss appeared on his face, Wu Chengfeng's figure disappeared around the corner for a while, Chen Xiaorui came back to her senses and walked back to the store in despair.

At one o'clock, the customers in the store were all gone, and Chen Xiaorui thought of Wu Chengfeng again. At this time, Chen Xiaorui suddenly remembered her fan. So, Chen Xiaorui hurriedly ran into the kitchen, and she saw her brother Chen Xiaoyong sitting on a pony playing with his mobile phone.

"Brother, did you see the fan that Brother Xiaofeng left for me?" asked Chen Xiaorui.

Chen Xiaoyong didn't raise his head, pointed his hand, and said, "It's on that table!"

The direction of Chen Xiaoyong's finger is the only wooden table in the kitchen. Chen Xiaorui walked to the table, and she saw a copy of the magazine "Yilin" that Wu Chengfeng often reads on the table. On top of "Yilin", there is the fan.

Chen Xiaorui picked up the fan and opened it to look at it for a while, only to find that there was an extra red seal on the fan. There seemed to be three words on the seal, which were the kind of seal characters, and Chen Xiaorui didn't see what the words were. Chen Xiaorui didn't take the seal to heart, and after she picked up the "Yilin", she suddenly found that there were several banknotes pressed under the "Yilin". Chen Xiaorui hurriedly picked up the banknote and found that it was 400 yuan, which was the salary given to Wu Chengfeng by her sister-in-law Zhang Jia. It seems that Wu Chengfeng has no intention of getting a salary. There is also a piece of paper underneath the banknote with a mobile phone number left on it. Chen Xiaorui remembered what Wu Chengfeng said when he left, and she knew that this was Wu Chengfeng's mobile phone number. So, Chen Xiaorui took out her mobile phone and dialed it according to the mobile phone number on the paper, but what she got was the sound of the other party turning off the phone. Chen Xiaorui added WeChat according to her mobile phone number, but there was no response. Chen Xiaorui didn't know why Wu Chengfeng hadn't turned on the phone after walking for so long, and she began to think crankily in her heart.

Two days have passed in the blink of an eye, and this day is Monday. In the restaurant industry, there is often a saying that on Mondays, buying and selling are scarce! Chen Xiaorui's brother's shop is not busy today, and at half past nine in the evening, there are only two tables of customers in the store. Chen Xiaorui had nothing to do, she took out the fan that Wu Chengfeng gave her again, looking at the picture on the fan, Wu Chengfeng's not too handsome face came to mind, but it was unforgettable.

In the two days that Wu Chengfeng left, Chen Xiaorui called Wu Chengfeng many times, and she couldn't remember how many times. However, the result is a shutdown. Chen Xiaorui also tried to add Wu Chengfeng's WeChat, but there was no response. Chen Xiaorui didn't know where Wu Chengfeng had gone or what he had done, and she was always uneasy in her heart.

There was a table of guests sitting next to Chen Xiaorui, and there were three guests at this table, among which there was a bald man who was more eye-catching. The bald man was about forty years old, and he wore a coat with red dots and a blue background. The neckline of the coat was opened low, revealing the gold chain the size of a little thumb that hung around the neck. The bald man spoke for a while, and the two men next to him kept nodding. From the bald man's face, you can see the pride that can't be concealed.

"I'm not blowing to you, in the Delong antique market, when it comes to my brother Hai, there is no one I don't know! I have studied antiques, calligraphy and painting, and jade, and the things that have been identified by me are basically not wrong!" said the bald head called Brother Hai proudly.

Chen Xiaorui didn't care about what Brother Hai was talking about at the table, she kept looking at the folding fan in her hand in a daze.

Brother Hai took a sip of wine, he looked at his two friends with adoring looks, and his heart was even more proud. Brother Hai glanced at Chen Xiaorui casually, and when he saw the folding fan in Chen Xiaorui's hand, he didn't think so.

"Look!" Brother Hai said, "Do you see the fan in this little girl's hand?" The production is shoddy, the paper is rough, and the value will not exceed a hundred yuan! If you don't believe it, Junxian, you can borrow it and have a look!"

"Okay, I'll borrow it!" the man named Junxian stood up and walked towards Chen Xiaorui with great interest.

Junxian walked up to Chen Xiaorui, coughed lightly, and shouted, "Little girl!"

Chen Xiaorui heard the shout, she raised her head and saw a man standing in front of her, quickly stood up, and said, "Hello!

Junxian smiled and said, "Little girl, we don't need anything, we just want to borrow this fan in your hand to see ......"

"This ......" Chen Xiaorui hesitated for a moment, nodded, and said, "Okay!" After Chen Xiaorui finished speaking, she reluctantly handed the folding fan in her hand to Jun Xian.

After Jun Xian took the folding fan, he walked back to his place happily and said to Brother Hai: "Brother Hai, the fan has been borrowed!"

"Hmm!" Brother Hai took the folding fan in a big way, and after he glanced at it, he chuckled: "For this quality, a hundred yuan is too much, at most it is worth ten yuan and eight yuan!"

Chen Xiaorui heard that Brother Hai commented on her folding fan, her face showed anger, she forcibly suppressed her anger, and prepared to ask for the folding fan back. At this time, Brother Hai had already opened the folding fan, and when he saw Wu Chengfeng drawing a picture of a kingfisher on the folding fan, the laughter stopped abruptly.

"Hey, this painting skill is good!" said Hai Ge in surprise.

Chen Xiaorui heard Brother Hai praise Wu Chengfeng's painting skills, and spit out the words that came to her lips and took them back.

When Brother Hai saw the payment and seal below, his eyes widened, his face showed an excited look, and his hand holding the fan began to tremble.