Qin Fanyin quickly sent a WeChat message: "Oh, it's nothing, just thank him and thank him for his courage last time." ”

After sending it, I threw off my phone and buried it in the quilt.

The spacious bedroom, the ceiling is hung with magnificent and colorful crystal lamps, the brilliant lights illuminate every inch of the interior as bright as day, and the elegant decoration of European style is everywhere, and every object is a finely carved work of art.

Shao Yingying leaned back on the sofa recliner and played games with her mobile phone.

The bathroom door was pushed open, and Shao Moqin came out in a white bathrobe, with a towel on his head and wiping his short wet hair.

Shao Yingying obediently paused the game, clicked on the WeChat page, and handed the phone to her father, "Dad, someone is looking for you on WeChat." ”

Shao Moqin took the phone and saw an unread message from Qin Fanyin on the top. He doesn't have many WeChat friends, just like his personal phone number, and not many people know about it. He clicked on the dialog box for the person with the nickname "Sanskrit" and the avatar of the cello.

"Hello, I'm the one you saved that night, remember [cute/ka]"

"Oh, it's nothing, just thank him for his courage last time."

Shao Moqin glanced at it, his expression was unwavering, he put his phone aside, and looked at Shao Yingying.

Shao Yingying knew that what her father's eyes meant was that it was time for her to go back to her room and sleep. But she wanted to stay with her father a little longer. Shao Yingying said seriously: "Dad, you haven't replied to that person yet." The teacher said that it is rude to ignore people. ”

Shao Moqin slightly sunburned. Well, set an example for your daughter.

He picked up his phone and looked at WeChat again. Because of the lessons learned, in order to avoid trouble, he rarely has direct contact with the people he has saved, especially adult women.

Shao Moqin typed casually: "It's a matter of effort." ”

Send.

The system pops up a message: "Sanskrit has turned on friend verification, and you are not his (her) friend yet." Please send a friend verification request first, and the other party can verify the pass before chatting. Send Friend Verification"

Shao Moqin: ......

Plus he said thank you and then deleted?

He didn't understand the number of these young girls.

Shao Moqin put down her phone, picked up Shao Yingying, and went to her room. Shao Yingying was put on the round princess bed, and she was still reluctantly wrapping around her father's neck, looking at her father with big eyes shining like a god in her heart.

Shao Moqin sat on the edge of the bed, rubbed her head, and motioned for her to sleep well.

"Daddy, I love you." The little girl's crisp voice is full of all the emotions in her little world.

Shao Moqin lowered his head and kissed her forehead.

Shao Yingying smiled happily and looked satisfied.

Shao Moqin returned to his room, turned off the crystal lamp, and the four walls lit up with a very faint purple light. The room seemed to be covered with a light and hazy veil. Shades of light and shadow that help sleep, banishing the devouring black abyss.

He lay down on the large bed in the center of the room, picked up the remote control on one side, and the stereo surround sound in the classical wall cabinet activated.

The low, mellow cello sound poured out.

Shao Moqin closed his eyes, the music of the cello flowed into his blood and bones, and as his blood flowed slowly, those dark and dirty and unbearable qiē were dispelled by the soft and powerful music, and his thoughts gradually emptied, and he was able to fall asleep.

Not long after, the annual summit of the financial industry was grandly opened at the Convention and Exhibition Center in City C.

The event was hosted by the Asian Financial Association and organized by United Culture New Media, a subsidiary of Huanrong Group. Important leaders of relevant departments, authoritative experts in the financial industry, and elite representatives in the industry gathered together to seek the future development of the financial industry.

Huanrong Group is a veteran in the financial industry, and the elites of the Shaw family have always attracted much attention from the media. At this meeting, Shao Moqin, deputy general manager of the group, and Shao Shihui, general manager of Huanrong Precious Metals, a subsidiary company, were all present. In addition to the Shaw Brothers Army, there is also a young man who has attracted much attention, Ji Yuan, chairman of Huiyuan Capital, who has been playing in the field of venture capital in recent years.

Shao Moqin and Ji Yuan have never had direct contact, but they met at the venue, were introduced, and bowed to each other, which can be regarded as greetings.

Before the opening of the conference, the organizer specially prepared a unique concert for the participants.

As the music of the "Cello Concerto in D major" sounded, a light was lit on the center stage in front of the venue, and the light hit the cello player. She wore a red dress with slanted shoulders, and the wavy skirt swayed to the ground. With one hand on the strings and the other on the bow, the cello seemed to embrace her in the most tender and intimate way between her slender arms.

There was darkness all around, and the other accompanimentists were hidden in the darkness, except for the light that fell from above, as if a dark sky had broken through a hole, leaking a ray of light, enveloping this beautiful woman to sigh.

The people sitting around were elites, including classical music enthusiasts, and their discerning ears were fascinated by it.

Shao Shihui looked at Qin Fanyin on the stage in surprise.

How many surprises and surprises is she going to give him?

He knew that she was playing the cello, but he didn't expect that she already had the level to play independently on such a big scene. He is not sensitive to music and cannot give in-depth evaluations. He only knew that it was a great pleasure to look at her like this and listen to her play the piano.

Shao Moqin sat not far from Shao Shihui's side, also looking at the woman on the stage, his eyes that had always been calm as water fluctuated slightly.

At the end of the song, the audience erupted in warm applause.

The applause stopped, and the lights on the stage gradually lit up layer by layer, accompanied by the sound of water and bamboo flute, creating an ethereal and beautiful artistic conception of ancient style. The cello started to tune, and a lingering and melancholy "Daughter's Love" slowly pulled out.

The classic and familiar melody, the inexhaustible leisurely emotion, played by the cello with a rich and rich tone, is so beautiful that everyone is fascinated.

The cello and bamboo flute ensemble "Daughter's Love" faded the strong commercial attributes and impetuous profit-seeking atmosphere of the venue. At this moment, they forgot the purpose of their trip, forgot the numbers on the market, forgot the exchange rate index, and indulged in the music to nourish the soft emotions buried in their hearts.

If you have to become a muddle, why die, and be willing to be a mandarin duck and not an immortal. Shao Shihui looked at Qin Fanyin intently, and made up a love drama between him and her in the lingering melody......

After the performance, Qin Fanyin left with a curtain call amid a wave of applause.

Qin Fanyin left the venue and was about to go back with the orchestra, when Du Ruoqi came to look for her. There is a charity dinner tonight, and she hopes that Qin Fanyin can do the opening performance.

Qin Fanyin doesn't like those flashy social occasions, in her opinion, the charity dinner is just a group of wealthy businessmen doing financial transactions in the name of charity. But I got a high salary for this performance, and now I have an extra project temporarily, so I can't refuse, so I can only agree.

The smile on Du Ruoqi's lips was meaningful.

This is Shao Moqin's personal explanation, and Qin Fanyin played the opening song of the dinner.

She was right, since he loved cello music, women who played the cello were more likely to be favored by him.

Night falls.

The large ballroom is brightly lit.

Dressed in a white shirt and a long black dress, Qin Fanyin whispered to her colleagues in the orchestra on the side of the hall.

Tonight's theme surprised her a little - a charity dinner for caring for and helping trafficked women and children. The music assigned to them by the organizers is not cheerful and elegant, but a slightly sad and heavy "Meditation Song".

The guests dressed in beautiful clothes entered the venue one after another, and Qin Fanyin and the orchestra began to work.

Not long after, Shao Moqin was surrounded by many media, and the stars walked in like the moon.

The media knew that Shao Moqin had a dyslexia and pointed the microphone at the spokesman next to him when he asked questions.

"I've heard that a criminal organization has threatened to buy your life, and in the face of death threats, have you ever considered stopping what you're doing?"

"Mr. Shao, you invest a huge amount of money every year in the operation of the Caring for Children Charity Foundation and aid organizations, has it caused dissatisfaction among the shareholders of the group? Will this be an obstacle to your status as the heir to the Cosmopolitan? ”

"According to incomplete statistics, last year, nearly 1,000 missing persons were successfully recovered through Mr. Shao's aid organization, and an average of 2 trafficked children were rescued every day. Mr. Shao, are you satisfied with this transcript? ”

Shao Moqin stopped and glanced at the spokesman beside him. The spokesman replied: "Compared with the huge number of people who are lost and trafficked in China every year, this figure is only a drop in the bucket. Therefore, we must unite all sectors of society, mobilize every caring person, contribute their own strength, unite as one, and fight against human trafficking. Our ultimate goal is that no one can be saved, no one needs to be saved. ”

"Mr. Shao...... "A female reporter suddenly squeezed to the front despite the displeasure of her peers." Ask questions one by one. "There are official media voices. The female reporter firmly occupied her position, looked up at Shao Moqin, and just wanted to say something, tears rolled out unexpectedly, she wiped away her tears, "Mr. Shao, I just want to say thank you in person...... I am an incompetent mother who neglects her children due to her busy schedule...... After the child was lost, I didn't sleep soundly with the child's father for a day, and I searched for someone everywhere for a whole year...... Those days of despair and torment can drive people crazy......"

Everyone around them fell silent. Shao Moqin took a handkerchief from his entourage assistant and handed it to the female reporter. The man's dark eyes were as calm as water and as heavy as a mountain.

The female reporter took the handkerchief to wipe away her tears, choked her throat and said, "Thank you for saving my daughter...... Thank you for saving my life and my daughter'......"

When Shao Moqin was surrounded by the media, Shao Shihui and Gu Xuran walked into the venue together. Shao Shihui glanced at Shao Moqin in the encirclement, and said with a mocking smile: "My eldest brother, even if he doesn't speak out, he will always be the core of the focus." ”

Gu Xuran then looked at Shao Moqin, his eyes were a little complicated. He said with a calm face: "Because actions are more powerful than words." He does far better than the capitalists who only talk about it to the media. ”

"Brother, Shi Hui." The woman's voice sounded in the background. Gu Xinyuan walked into the venue with her mother, Ms. Gu.

Gu Xinyuan wore an apple green evening dress, with bright colors and layers of fluffy tulle at the hem, showing the cuteness and coquettishness of the little woman. Black shoulder-length hair, bangs, melon seed face, and the big eyes lined with it are getting darker and brighter. The 15CM high heels under her feet successfully elongated her 158CM thin figure.

She stepped forward in three or two steps, grabbed Shao Shihui's arm, her posture was intimate, and her smile was like a flower.

Gu Xuran looked at the pair of beautiful people beside him, and then looked at Shao Moqin, who was surrounded by the media not far away, as if he thought of something, his eyes darkened.

Shao Shihui accompanied Gu Xinyuan and Gu's mother to talk and laugh in a low voice, and the mother and daughter were coaxed by him to be extremely happy.

Gu Xuran took a glass of red wine from the waiter's tray and tasted a few sips boredly.

If he could, he hoped that his wish to be with Mochin would have a beginning and an end. But Mo Qin and Shi Hui, one is indifferent and mute, and the other is caring and sound. Even if Shao Moqin was the eldest son who inherited great power, he could not win the favor of his sister, who was not short of material wealth.

Gu Xuran's gaze wandered around and fell on the female cellist in the performance area. Inexplicably, he narrowed his eyes and looked at her for a long time.

This woman is beautiful, so beautiful that it makes people feel comfortable. Dressed in a white shirt, a long black skirt, and black hair hanging down to one side, it is simple and clean, without a trace of cumbersomeness. The clean and elegant temperament is integrated with the music she plays.

When Gu Xuran looked at Qin Fanyin, Shao Shihui also saw it. He didn't expect that she would also be there at the charity dinner.

Shao Shihui's gaze forgot to retract, and Gu Xinyuan looked at it.

When her sweetheart stared at the beauty, she was naturally unhappy. But the relationship between the two has not yet been confirmed, and even if she does, she can't be so cautious. Gu Xinyuan pulled Shao Shihui's arm, regained his attention, and asked with a smile: "I've been wondering if I want to learn an instrument recently, how about I go to learn cello?" ”

"Just you?" Shao Shihui chuckled and flicked her forehead, "People who think that staves are tadpoles that can't see the difference, still want to learn musical instruments?" ”

"People want to learn, they say that people who learn musical instruments seem to have a good temperament."

"The appearance is not enough to make up for the specialty. If you have everything, how can other women live? ”

Gu Xinyuan was amused by Shao Shihui and smiled.

In the performance area, Qin Fanyin played the cello intently. The celebrities in the hall, the rich people, with their temples and sideburns, and their low smiles, seemed to her to be another irrelevant world. She pressed the strings, pulled the bow, and her eyes were slightly downcast, immersed in the melody of the "Meditations".

"Seeing that the person didn't have ...... It's Shao Moqin...... Shao family ......"

"I think his younger brother Shao Shihui is more charming......"

Shao Moqin's three words, suddenly, broke through the barriers of the two worlds and entered her ears.