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At least Xiao Buyi, who is still living in a damp rental house by the stinky ditch, walked into a mansion for the first time in his life.

After putting down Hong Qiaoyun at the destination, after thousands of instructions, he drove to the villa area by the hot spring according to the address, compared to the cadres and civilians seen in the town and township, there is not much difference between the cadres and the civilians, and the county lord only lives in the public housing compound, and the gap here has made him a little surprised.

A reasonably reasonable luxury van is indeed a lot less troublesome, and after being notified and verified, the security personnel at the gate politely let it go.

Under the bright sunshine, the trees are shady, the lawn is like a grass, even the cleaning lady in a dark blue uniform will stop work with a smile on her face and greet the passing vehicles, this seems to be the courtesy that the old man has described to himself, the courtesy that talented people should get after following the master, but it seems to be a little different from the rules of those dynasties that the old man chattered, what is the difference, Xiao Buyi can't say, the van is like a cloud and water quietly turns over a hedge, and the palatial stone gate appears in front of you.

Song Qingyun stood under the porch with a smile and waved enthusiastically to the driver's seat: "Oh, it's very good, it's very good, if you really just learned to drive at that driving school and got a driver's license, you drive very well, steady and accurate!"

Shi Jianren followed the other party's fingers to park the car and close the door: "Boss Song's car is driving smoothly, I am just a full-time driver now, and I am practicing all day long." ”

Tuo was going to go to Hong's house as a guest, Shi Jianren was dressed quite neatly, the simple white shirt and slacks were clean and tidy, Hong Qiaoyun also quietly bought him a pair of lace-up casual boat shoes, which looked more fashionable, the only thing Hong Qiaoyun complained about when he set off just now was his hair, or Geng Meizi's random short appearance, Shi Jianren felt that it was okay, so the two young men walked side by side, and they also looked a little talented.

The outside is covered with dark red fine-grained wooden strips, but when you walk indoors, it immediately turns into a shiny stone parquet, and Shi Jianren has to control his neck and eyeballs not to look around, and try to walk through the space as calmly as possible, feeling the various ground tactile changes of stone, wooden floors and carpets, but the entrance hall that looks useless at the light door is bigger than his rented house.

Before walking up the wide marble steps in a semi-arc, the burly man who led the team to clean up Accountant Zhang was still wearing a black suit and white shirt, standing on the side of the steps with his hands crossed, Shi Jianren politely took the initiative to greet: "Hello Uncle Zhong." ”

The other party was a little surprised, and reluctantly squeezed out a smile in response.

Song Qingyun laughed.

Hearty laughter echoed in the spacious luxury space, of course, Shi Jianren couldn't tell where the luxury of this typical southern European rural style was, it was purely a feeling.

A voice from above caught the laughter: "Xiaoyun, why are you laughing so happily?"

Turning the marble steps, and bypassing the stone-decorated flowerpot at the end of the hall's railing, Xiao Buyi finally saw the first high-ranking official since coming down the mountain.

The figure is the same as Song Qingyun's tall and generous, if the hair is thicker, it will be very dignified, but unfortunately in Shi Jianren's eyes, there are the so-called three lines on the forehead, the face of the eight-character gram in the eyebrows, and the eyes of his son are even more undisguised The doting feelings, may accompany his son at home to see an inconspicuous little person, the other party is not guarded, and the smile on his face is all cast on his son, very kind, walking half of his body leans forward slightly, which shows that his temperament is originally a relatively gentle kind.

Song Qingyun introduced gently: "This is the young calligrapher Ah Ren of the Academy of Fine Arts, I invited him to show you a few strokes of paper on the Spring and Autumn Period, very accomplished, this is my father Song Lan ......"

Shi Jianren was still the inconspicuous half-bent over handshake: "Mr. Song is so ......"

At this time, you can understand where Song Qingyun's momentum of shaking hands with him for the first time came from, Mr. Song's palms are downward, and the handshake with loose fingers reveals his heart even more.

People who are accustomed to high positions are usually not angry, that is, from these details, the handshake method with the palm a little covered is easy to give people a sense of domineering oppression, Song Qingyun shook hands with himself like this, and now Song Lan is completely subconsciously accustomed to such gestures, unless he meets an official with a higher level than him, he may unconsciously change his hand shape, but the careless fingers are not strong at all, indicating that he did not pay attention to this young calligrapher in his heart at all, but focused on his son, the appreciation in his eyes, and the pride was overflowing。

The relationship between father and son is very good!

It can be said that even if you don't understand the art of physiognomy, as long as you have enough observation, it is easy to understand at this time, if you want to do what he likes, and put a lot of effort into his son, it is estimated that it will be smooth sailing.

Shi Jianren sighed secretly, it was obvious that this official would be planted on his son in the future, whether it was Song Qingyun's arrogance and indulgence, or others dragging his son into the water, his weakness was almost a huge pit!

It is a good story to lick the calf on the civilians, but these powerful officials have such a weakness, as long as they are caught by someone with a heart, it is easy to unknowingly make a big mistake under the banner of father-son love!

If he has a resolute and tenacious character, and may be able to refuse his son or be ruthless at some point, but his natural gentleness almost eliminates this possibility, then the direction of the situation can be imagined.

This is where the art of physiognomy comes in.

No matter how subtle this craft was described by the predecessors, it is actually a scientific process of observing various details to obtain corroborating results.

But in just a few seconds, Shi Jianren had already drawn a cross for the other party in his heart, which was faster than Hong Qiaoyun's painting.

There was no greeting, Song Qingyun smiled and led the way to a spacious and bright study next to him, Shi Jianren wrote a word with bated breath on the high-end equipment that he had never used, it was the song "Water Tune Song Head" by Li Gang, and sure enough, when he wrote "Yiqi Bo Qingyun", Mr. Song was already quite happy to high-five!

Shi Jianren's little temptation was confirmed again.

But I heard Song Qingyun start to talk: "It's a little interesting, it's a little interesting, this time I plan to bid for a new cultural industry park, this is really a good sign, if this project is successful, it's really Qingyun straight up, right?"

The kind father still has the slightest doubt at this time, and it is natural to put the power in his hand in front of his son, and nodded with a smile: "I know, go back and tell Lao Zhang and the bank, but don't stand in front of you and tell the truth...... Come, I didn't expect this young calligrapher's skills to be profound, and I also have some itchy skills, and the dog's tail continues to ...... mink."

The young little cloth only needs to put on an expression of honor and make a serious comment, even if this calligraphy and literary activity is over, everyone gets what they want.

When Shi Jianren was allowed to stay in the study and write a few more designated calligraphy, the father and son laughed and chatted a few words, and some of the more evasive words went to the terrace to whisper, and sent the Mr. Song to the car and left after more than an hour, Song Qingyun's interest was very high: "Ah Ren! Yes, yes, calligraphy is indeed very good at writing, let's go, go to my bar to play!" After saying that, he undoubtedly beckoned to get into the car, Shi Jianren noticed that the other party had changed to a low-profile sports car with two doors that looked more advanced, and it seemed that he really needed to make up for the knowledge of the vehicle brand grade.

If Song Qingyun is really an outstanding talent who knows how to effectively and rationally use the resources of his father's generation, then maybe the situation will take a turn for the better, but when he waited for the bar, a group of fox friends and dog friends surrounded him to flatter, this Song Gongzi casually threw the project of the cultural industry park to a few of them to discuss how to operate the research, looking at the greedy eyes in the eyes of those people and the envious eyes of the people around them, do you need to talk about this matter.

This seemingly shrewd Song Gongzi, coupled with the slightly narrow-minded mentality that Shi Jianren felt at the earliest, clearly enjoyed this atmosphere very much, and what he did was just digging a pit, digging a pit for himself and his father, just depending on the length of time.

Therefore, throughout the ages, those legendary strategists have bet on people, why they will leave a good story, this is how it came.

It also proves how convenient it would be if those wise monarchs were surrounded by such a trustworthy mirror, as if they could shine a fine picture of everyone around them!

It's a pity that Xiao Buyi in the new era can only try to put away his light, and sit quietly in the corner and watch the "pit diggers" carnival in front of him, for fear that he will be dragged into the pit.

However, he loves to learn, but in such an environment, he stumbled upon a good thing that he needs very much at the moment.