"Mr. Chang?" someone approached him to greet him, a professional smile on his face.

Zhang Heng came to his senses, this person had been introduced by Lin Bao just now, and he couldn't remember it for a while, he hesitated: "Hello, I'm Zhang Heng, you are the ...... Brudo?"

"Poirot Fleming, call me Poirot. The man smiled and held out his hand, "I'm a distant cousin of Limble, and we're both from the Fleming family in Australia. ”

"Poirot, it's a pleasure to meet you. Zhang Heng shook hands with him, a little inexplicable why he took the initiative to find himself.

"I heard that Mr. Zhang is the owner of a printing factory from Xiangjiang, I wonder what you think about investment?" Poirot got straight to the point.

"Investment?" Zhang Heng was stunned, and then smiled, "Investment is to make money with money, I don't know if my understanding is correct?"

Of course, investment can be used not only for money, but also for many other things, body, fame, time, etc., which can be used as the subject matter to obtain investment funds. "I'm a professional broker at Dowlin Investment Consulting in Los Angeles, and I'm glad to have this opportunity to give you a detailed overview of our firm's latest investments. ”

"Poirot!" Lin Bao walked over with Xu Guanjie in his arms and looked at him with an unkind expression, "Are you fooling people again?"

"No!" Poirot winked at Zhang Heng and said seriously, "I'm happily exchanging views on Hollywood movies with Mr. Chang. ”

"You're so beautiful tonight, happy anniversary!" he walked over, hugged Limbo, and walked away.

"This is the third time you've said that tonight, don't let me get caught until there is another time. Lin Bao shouted at his back, turned to Zhang Heng and said, "I'm sorry, my cousin is like this, every new guest appears, he will seize the opportunity to sell some of their Australian mining bonds." ”

Australian Mining Bonds?

Zhang Heng's heart moved, and he smiled: "It looks like a great salesman!"

"I don't know which tendon he has a problem, he inherited the family's small iron mine in Australia, and he has to go to the United States to be a financial broker, and he doesn't even have a college degree, who will believe him?" Lin Bao shook his head and sighed, "When Sam first met me, he was entangled by him for a long time, and finally had to take the money to send him away." ”

Zhang Heng teased Xu Guanjie: "How much did it take?"

"Luckily, we didn't have much money at the time, so we only invested $2,000. Xu Guanjie shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly, "Now those bonds are still in the drawer of Lin Bao's room, maybe they are about to mold." ”

Zhang Heng said with a smile: "You have to keep it with you, maybe it will be worth a lot in the future." ”

"It's worth a lot?" Lin Bao's eyes widened, and then he shook his head again and again, "Forget it, it's been two years now, and I haven't even found a piece of iron ore, so let's throw this money into the Pacific Ocean." ”

"Don't talk about these troubles, Zhang Heng, I came here to invite you to perform with Ah Sam, is it okay?" Lin Bao looked at him.

"Playing the guitar?" Zhang Heng looked at the couple, they nodded, "It's better to sing two more songs together, we know you can definitely do it." ”

In the courtyard, the lawn lights are on, the barbecue grill is lit with flames, the few guests sit on the leisure chairs in front of the barbecue grill, eating and chatting, a few children around the barbecue grill, keep asking James, Chen Zhenning half-understood according to the old man's instructions to put the pickled food on the grill.

Driven by Lin Bao, everyone applauded and cheered, Xu Guanjie held the classical guitar, Zhang Heng held the J-200, came out of the house and walked to the grass behind the barbecue grill.

"The first one, "Kiss the Rain", was composed by this handsome guy. Xu Guanjie said loudly, looked at Zhang Heng and nodded, and the two plucked the strings at the same time.

The sound of the piano is like the tinkling of rain, which quickly quiets everyone down and immerses them in a certain artistic conception, ethereal but not empty, lonely but not indifferent.

Even the children stopped running, leaned on their parents, biting their fingers and listening quietly.

The courtyard was peaceful, except for the faint sizzle of the charcoal fire.

At the end of the song, he closed his eyes and waited quietly, Xu Guanjie opened his eyes and said: "The second song, "HongKong Memory", composed by myself. ”

This is the English name of "Just Like This", when the two of them were rehearsing briefly in the house just now, Zhang Heng suggested that it be called.

This time the two sang together, Xu Guanjie's voice was strong, and Zhang Heng was very clear, and the two voices were intertwined without interference, which sounded charming.

Although they could not understand Cantonese, the listeners, who had just woken up from their intoxication, clapped their hands enthusiastically and swayed gently to the rhythm.

At the end of this time, everyone applauded and cheered warmly, and Lin Bao rushed over and gave Xu Guanjie a deep and long kiss.

Zhang Heng looked left and right uncomfortably, and saw Poirot raising his thumb from afar, his head kept twisting to the side, and following the direction he signaled, Zhang Heng saw Olivia sitting alone on the chair, looking at the barbecue grill in a daze, and a faint flame jumped in her eyes.

Poirot made an exaggerated grimace, his thumb was raised high, Zhang Heng smiled helplessly, and withdrew his gaze.

Lin Bao finally let go of Xu Guanjie, came over and hugged Zhang Heng, ran back to the bench with a smile, Xu Guanjie gave Zhang Heng a thumbs up, and said loudly: "The third song, "The Sounds Of Silence". ”

This time, the two played together, but only Zhang Heng sang alone, his voice was very similar to Paul Simon, and everyone couldn't help but open their mouths wide.

"Great!" At the end of the song, Lin Bao surrounded Zhang Heng with a group of children, cheering and jumping.

Finally got rid of this group of crazy children, Zhang Heng returned to the bench and sat down, Xu Guanjie turned on a large tape recorder at this time, played a cheerful tango song, he bent down and stretched out his hand to invite Lin Bao, Lin Bao gladly accepted, and the two danced happily.

Lin Bao was originally a dancer, and it was during the performance in Xiangjiang that he met Xu Guanjie, and the dancing skills of the two needless to say were amazing.

The crowd applauded and cheered, and gradually many people joined in, and even the children writhed their buttocks wildly, as if they were crazy.

"Mr. Zhang. Zhang Heng was fascinated, Poirot didn't know when he sat down beside him, and said with an exaggerated expression, "You are really jealous, wealth, age, talent, God, God favors you too much." ”

Zhang Heng was speechless and smiled politely.

"Mr. Zhang, I don't know how much you know about the Australian mining industry?" Poirot entered the topic again, worthy of being an excellent salesman.

At this time, someone walked towards them, and Zhang Heng hurriedly said, "Give me your business card, and I will find time to contact you." ”

Poirot was stunned, looked at the person in front of him, and hurriedly stuffed a business card into Zhang Heng's hand, with an ambiguous smile on his face: "Then I wait for your call, young man blessed by God, I wish you a good night." ”

He got up and nodded to Olivia, and left quickly, her expression was still so cold, and she sat down beside Zhang Heng generously, but did not say a word.

Zhang Heng thought for a while, and took the initiative to speak: "Why don't you go dancing?"

"It's a young man's game, and I think you're better suited. The faint words revealed a sense of desolation.

Zhang Heng was stunned and said, "If I'm not mistaken, you're only 21 years old." ”

She said with a sigh, "Young has nothing to do with old age. ”

Zhang Heng turned his face and looked at her squarely: "Ollie, maybe you can find a way to get yourself back to the mentality you had when you played Juliet." ”

"Call me Olivia. Her black eyes twitched, and she said expressionlessly, "I just came here to tell you that you played and sang very well, keep working hard." ”

With that, she got up and left.

Zhang Heng couldn't help but look at her swaying back, suddenly thought of something, and shouted, "Ms. Hussey, maybe we can discuss some other matters." ”