The salesman took out two or three fountain pens and put them in front of her, and introduced them to her, their history, and what kind of pens they were given to what kind of people.

Zhang Zijun didn't have any research on fountain pens originally, and she didn't plan to study them now, so the salesman said a lot, but she actually heard it in a fog, and she didn't hear anything famous at all.

"That fountain pen is the most expensive," Zhang Zijun said to the salesman: "You can give me the most expensive one, I don't want to know anything else, it's useless to understand, and I don't write a fountain pen myself." ”

She has practiced calligraphy, but she has never studied fountain pens, so she has a certain amount of research on brushes, especially ink, and she also knows that Cao Sugong's old ink is the best.

The salesman glanced at him, didn't say anything, and directly took the most expensive fountain pen to her.

Zhang Zijun was about to say 'open an order' and suddenly a voice came from behind him: "Don't buy this." This one is not so good. ”

She looked up with a slightly surprised side face and found that Xu Yunchang was already by her side, and he smiled at her, then pointed to a pen in the cabinet and said, "Take out this pen." ”

"Sir's eyesight," the waiter couldn't help but admire: "This is a Parker classic, although it is an old model from thirty years ago, but this is timeless, the price is not the most expensive, but it has a high collection value." ”

"I've won the prize, but I've used this kind of pen before," Xu Yunchang handed the pen he took to Zijun: "Isn't it suitable for him?" ”

Zhang Zijun held the pen in his hand carefully, it was indeed more exquisite than the most expensive one of the waiters before, although it was an old model thirty years ago, but it was enduring, and the older it was, the more resistant it was.

"Thank you!" Zhang Zijun said thank you to Xu Yunchang very indifferently and politely, and then asked the waiter to open the bill.

As soon as the waiter opened the order, Xu Yunchang had already reached out and took it, and said, "This is not expensive, even if it is a gift from me." ”

"How does this work?" Zhang Zijun frowned: "Mr. Xu, I bought this as a gift, I think it's better for me to pay for it myself." ”

In public, she didn't want to talk to Xu Yunchang so clearly, but she also had to let him know that she would not accept his gifts.

"I know you bought it for him, that's why I want to give it to you, and then you give it to him." Xu Yun's eldest son, Jun, said in a low voice: "Don't worry, your father won't know." ”

It seems that Zhang Zijun did not accept his gift because he was afraid that Zhang Tianyan would be sad to find out, but as everyone knows, Zhang Zijun was unwilling to accept his gift from the heart.

"Since Mr. Xu wants to buy it, then I'll buy another one, I appreciate Mr. Xu's kindness." Zhang Zijun asked the waiter to take another pen like this.

The waiter looked apologetic: "I'm sorry, we have this kind of fountain pen, because it is a classic version, there are few people who know the goods, and there are few people who buy it, so it is generally sold out and then restocked, never in stock, or you can choose to order." ”

"How long does it take to place an order?" Zhang Zijun frowned slightly, she really didn't think that buying a fountain pen turned out to be so troublesome.

"This is not necessarily," the salesman said: "Because this style of the company is generally produced once every three years, and then a batch of production is generally sold out, good luck, other agents have inventory to help you adjust, willing to be able to one or two months." If you are unlucky, you can't transfer the goods, so it is estimated that you will have to wait for the company to produce. ”

"How long does it take for the company to produce?" Zhang Zijun frowned, it turned out that a handmade fountain pen was so troublesome.

"It's not clear, now this one was produced last year, and it is estimated that it will take another year or two, because it is produced once every three years," the waiter patiently explained.

"Okay then, or not." Zhang Zijun was about to say that I would pick another one, but another salesman had already handed her the packaged fountain pen.

"I didn't buy it," Zhang Zijun frowned and didn't answer.

"But just now the gentleman said that he gave it to you," said the salesman, "that gentleman has paid all the money, besides, he is very good to you, and it is good that you have such a father who loves you." ”

Love her father? Zhang Zijun fluted it a little, and then found that there was a beautiful hard pen on the original box: Give it to his beloved daughter Yunxi!

Yun Xi, it turned out that Xu Yunchang once named her Yun Xi, but she never knew this name, she has always called Zijun, and now, she still thinks that Zijun's name is the best!

She took off the beautiful box and threw it in the trash, then picked up the pen, carefully and then sighed in her heart, and finally silently put it in the bag and put it away.

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Because Bincheng Company was going to hold a board of directors here, Tong Tiexin stayed here for two more days.

The board of directors has a lot of things, he went to the Bencheng company for a busy day, drove back at night, and during the rush hour, he was successfully blocked in the bustling commercial street.

Next to it were all kinds of shops, he was fine at this moment, leaning back in the chair, looking out, when his eyes fell on the window of a wedding dress, the person immediately froze, and then the whole stunned.

Through the bright and clean window, someone was trying on a wedding dress, and the person who tried on the wedding dress was actually his ex-wife - white glaze.

And beside Bai Glaze, stood his former friend, Zhang Wenqing, the stepfather of his son Tong Zhenyu.

At this time, Bai Glaze wore a well-cut off-white wedding dress on her body, her hair was pulled up high, and her face was full of smiles, like a young woman looking forward to the wedding.

And Zhang Wenqing was wearing a black tuxedo, with an expectant smile on his face, and was staring at the white glaze with focused eyes, the two of them didn't expect that outside, on the road, he was sitting in a car.

He closed his eyes slightly, and his brain flew uncontrollably back to thirty years ago, when he was still a high-spirited young man, and she was a woman who was just beginning to fall in love.

The two of them loved so strongly, so sincerely, that even now, he remembered the pink and shyness that flashed on her when she became his woman.

The moment he had her, he secretly swore in his heart that he would definitely join hands with her in this life, and she would be his eternal wife!

The funny thing is that he and her forever turned out to be only a short six years, and then, she actually .

"Tong Tiexin, even if I really pushed Su Xueqi down and had a miscarriage, even if she miscarried and the child died, is it my fault?"

In his ears, Bai Glaze's excited and angry voice echoed, his nose was slightly sour, and his eye sockets were tingling!

It's not her fault, he knows it's not her fault, because, the wrong person is him!