Xu Zhuo was born in a poor family, his parents went out to work all the year round, and the family's land was taken care of by his grandparents, but Mo Xuan was the opposite, although she was very low-key in her words and deeds in schools and hospitals, Xu Zhuo had seen more than once or twice photos of her holding a famous bag and driving a famous car to attend some banquets.

As the eldest lady of a scholarly family and a wealthy family, Mo Xuan's grandfather is a senior professor in the field of Chinese archaeology, his grandmother is an honorary professor of economics at a prestigious school, and his parents are celebrities in the business world, with a net worth of hundreds of millions.

Last time, Mo Xuan was in a hurry and asked her brother to bring her a car, and she drove a dazzling red Ferrari, which was said to be a birthday gift from Mo Xuan's father on her eighteenth birthday, but Mo Xuan didn't plan to use it more before graduating from college.

It's just that compared to the eye-catching Ferrari, the look in Mo Xuan's eyes, which is said to be the brother of the battalion commander, and the murderous knife-like eyes that warned him not to get too close to Mo Xuan, made Xu Zhuo even more impressed.

With such a huge gap in family background, how did Xu Zhuo have the courage to confess?

Although he vaguely felt that Mo Xuan also had a certain affection for him, in addition to his poor family background, Xu Zhuo's emotional intelligence was also relatively low, and he didn't dare to act rashly until he was sure of the other party's thoughts, for fear that he wouldn't even have to do his friends after the matter was clarified.

As a result, the relationship between the two was maintained by Xu Zhuo intentionally or unintentionally in the position of a girlfriend of the opposite sex and a confidant......

After getting off work at five o'clock, the weather was not bad, but in late autumn, the west wind gradually rose, and there was a faint chill.

After the two met after work, they took a taxi and headed straight to the west of the city, where there is the largest antique market in Hangzhou.

The reason why Mo Xuan went to the antique market this time was mainly to prepare a birthday gift for his grandfather. Her grandfather will be 80th birthday at the end of the month, and it is said that it will be held very grandly.

As the taxi drove out of the hospital gate, the two sat in the car, but they didn't notice that in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the office of the vice president on the top floor of the administrative building of Ginkgo Hospital, there was a young man in a suit and leather shoes, who looked personable, looking down on them from a distance.

"This poor boy, actually going out to play with Mo Xuan again, how can it be so reasonable! A noble princess like Xuan'er, how can a toad like you covet it?" Ning Xie Xing sneered, and there was a coldness in his eyes.

Although he is in the office of the vice president, he is not the vice president, but the nephew of the vice president. At the same time, he is also a medical student who is about to graduate from Hangcheng Medical University, and is an alumnus with Xu Zhuo and Mo Xuan. Ning Xie Xing's father is also a well-known figure in the business and political circles of Hangzhou.

"Knock knock~" There was a knock on the door.

"Come in!" Ning Xie Xing said.

The office door was pushed open, but what walked in was a short, wrinkled Lu Yongju, dry, thin and thin.

"Hehe, it's Xiao Ning, why don't you rest here at noon?" Although Lu Yongju is usually very fierce to the people below, at this moment, she seems to be a different person, with a smile on her face, and a gentle voice, very kind. This kind of person also looks at people.

"My uncle received a temporary call from the dean and went to Shanghai, not long ago. Is there something wrong with Director Lu?"

"It's not a big deal, since he's on a business trip, let's wait for him to come back. Lu Yongju hurriedly waved her hand and said with a smile.

Ning Xie Xing beckoned Lu Yongju to sit down, poured a cup of tea, and said, "Director Lu, how did what I told you last time go?"

Lu Yongju said: "Don't worry, that kid will definitely not be able to stay in the internship, and even if the operation is good, it will be a problem for him to graduate in the future!"

The two tacitly smiled at each other.

"If this thing is done well, you will definitely not be able to run away from the position of director of pediatrics!" Ning Xie Xing assured. He did have this energy to influence the decisions of his uncle and even some other high-ranking people at Ginkgo Hospital.

Lu Yongju also knew this deeply, and nodded ecstatically in her heart.

Mozi Bridge is located in the west of Hangzhou, surrounded by a Baidao Lake Scenic Area and three pedestrian streets, and the antique market is on a rather distinctive old street next to the pedestrian street.

The old street is paved with bluestone slabs, and there are many antique shops on both sides, and the eaves are arched, which is antique. In addition to the shops, there are also stalls everywhere. Probably because of the relationship between the scenic area and the pedestrian street, this area is full of people coming and going, and it is very lively and prosperous.

In the era of peace, in addition to visiting Baidao Lake or strolling in the pedestrian street, there is an endless stream of people who go to the antique market to enjoy antiques every day.

"What birthday gift does the eldest lady want to prepare this time? Does your grandfather like blue and white ancient jade or calligraphy and painting inkstones? Or according to the old rules, buy a ......" When they arrived at the antique market, Xu Zhuo and Mo Xuan walked in side by side, asking casually.

"Well, I still like to watch fate. Not sure, if you see the right one, you can start it. Mo Xuan said, her voice quality is very good, like a piano singing cherry, there is no fat powder on her body, but there is always a refreshing fragrance, I have to say that walking with this kind of beauty is definitely an indescribable enjoyment.

"If you want to buy it, it depends on luck, maybe you have to run many times during this time. Xu Zhuo didn't care, if he had an excuse to play with Mo Xuan a few more times, of course he wouldn't refuse.

Antique hunting is a fascinating activity, the pinnacle of a successful man's hobby. When an aspiring man has a successful career, and the "five sons of Dengke" have a house, a wife, a son, a ticket, and a position (son), he will gradually have a sense of history, culture and social responsibility. Some people will also cultivate the world and choose to do charity, while some people will choose to "be alone", play antiques, and collect works of art from the past dynasties.

Of course, both, also abound in society.

The history of antique culture in China is quite long, and the explanation on Cihai is "ancient artifacts that can be appreciated and studied." "However, this kind of activity requires a high level of knowledge accumulation and judgment of collectors. For ordinary collectors, collecting must be clearly positioned as a hobby, how much economic capacity to invest, and it is advisable to adopt a step-by-step approach, such as starting from a few hundred yuan, to collect and raise, otherwise if there is no practical experience in Taobao in the antique market, in the face of the flood of high imitations, even top authoritative experts may sometimes make mistakes.

In terms of collecting antiques, Xu Zhuo does not have the financial strength, he is more of a pure interest that likes to combine theory with practical research.

As for Mo Xuan, although she doesn't have to worry too much about money, for her, the collection of antiques is actually a sincere hobby inherited from her grandfather, but it is not enough to be so enthusiastic that Cheng Dù is bankrupt.

Xu Zhuo followed behind Mo Xuan, looking along the stalls at the entrance of the antique street one passage after another, expecting to find some good things. Looking at Mo Xuan's perfect face that gradually became serious and looked at the stall objects, Xu Zhuo was a little dazed, and couldn't help but think of the first time he met Mo Xuan......