Qing Xuan was alone in the room, and suddenly, he thought of a good idea, if he reported the loss of his ID card, wouldn't it be okay to reissue a new one? Thinking of this, a happy smile appeared on his face. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Li Xiaotian flipped through the newspaper and put it on the coffee table. He glanced at Luo Meijuan and saw that Luo Meijuan's eyes were staring at the TV, and she was looking at it energetically. Li Xiaotian thought to himself, women are really unreasonable creatures, and they can even watch a broken advertisement with relish! Li Xiaotian coughed lightly twice to get Luo Meijuan's attention. Luo Meijuan really twisted her head towards her husband, and there seemed to be doubt in her eyes.

"I said, after the New Year, let's set a kiss for my son, and his heart will be settled after the kiss, and I don't want to run away in the future."

"Well, what you said makes sense, I'll talk about it after the New Year."

"The daughter of the Xue Group will come back from France after a while, I want to introduce her to our son, he shouldn't refuse, right?"

"Let me see first, if this girl is good, I will set this family business for my son, and everything cannot be left to his temperament, especially such a major marriage event."

"Okay, that's it. Let him get married as soon as possible and inherit the Li family as soon as possible, this is the big deal. If a man doesn't get married, he will never grow up. As a man, of course, he knows men best, and men will have a sense of responsibility when they have a home, and they will think of fulfilling the responsibility of being a father when they have children. The reason why his son is running around so irresponsibly is that he lacks the sense of responsibility that marriage and family bring him, so he has to find a way to let his son start a family as soon as possible, and only after becoming a family can he start a business, and after he has established a business, he will be stable, and he will not think about some illusory things.

Li Xiaotian was wearing clean home clothes, sitting on the sofa with a burly figure, his stomach bulging slightly, and even the home clothes he bought last year could not hide his slightly fat figure.

If a person is over forty, his family is comfortable, and his career is smooth, he will inevitably be blessed. Fortunately, Li Xiaotian has good physical fitness, he is almost fifty years old, his blood pressure is not high, his blood sugar is not high, his heart is also very strong and powerful, although his temples are a little gray, but it adds to the charm of his mature man. Of course, Luo Meijuan can't see these charms, because they are so familiar that she directly ignored his appearance and figure.

Therefore, when Song Hye Kyo's beautiful figure appeared on the TV screen, she almost instinctively moved her eyes from Lee Hyo-tian's face to the TV, and said in a sneering voice: "Then you have time to ask the girl's parents to see if she has a partner." ”

"Well, I'll find a time to meet Xue Dong in a few days, it just so happens that I haven't seen him for a few days." Li Xiaotian still wanted to say something, but looking at Luo Meijuan's obsessive appearance, it is estimated that she will not listen to what he says. He had no choice but to stand up and walk to the study, he couldn't watch the sticky Korean drama, he would rather go to the study to play online games than watch Korean dramas.

The company's annual meeting was held at the Ritz-Carlton Hotel, the night before, the company's logistics staff decorated the hotel's conference room, the huge banner of "TiMi International Co., Ltd. 2007 Annual Meeting" was hung in the most conspicuous position in the conference room, a huge flower stand was placed on the rostrum, the bright red carpet was illuminated by energy-saving lamps on the ceiling, and the staff shuttled back and forth in the conference room, they put teacups, notebooks and pencils on each table, as well as the agenda and specific content of the meeting. Before Li Xiaotian's arrival, the employees who participated in the meeting had already arrived one after another.

Qing Xuan saw Yu Ze sitting in the first row in a straight suit, he looked down at the manuscript in his hand, and roughly understood the company's arrangements for the day. Qing Xuan moved next to him and patted him lightly on the shoulder, Yu Ze turned his head and smiled at him: "I heard that you were injured, are you feeling better now?" ”

"Who is this who is so fast, and you know that I am injured so far away?" Qing Xuan pretended to glare angrily, thinking to himself, it's really good things that don't pass on to people, bad things spread thousands of miles, I just let him know about such a dirty thing, it seems that everyone in the company knows about me, it's really a shame.

"You don't care about this, I heard that you were injured in order to save a robbed woman and bravely fought gangsters, tell me, what was the situation at that time?" Yu Ze looked excited, as if he was about to watch a Hong Kong blockbuster.

"......" Qing Xuan was stunned for a moment when he heard Yu Ze say this, it seems that in order to save his face, his parents didn't tell the truth to the people in the company, but this reason is too, right? What the hell is this? It's okay if he really sees righteousness and bravery, but this is a fight between two big men for a woman, how do you want him to talk to Yu Ze.

He touched the back of his head and said curtly, "Hehe, don't mention this, what a big deal this is, it's worth showing off." ”

As he was talking, the director of the human resources department shouted on the rostrum: "The meeting is over, please sit down." ”

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The day ends in a brilliant sunset.

The restaurant on the second floor of the hotel was brightly lit, with all kinds of fine wines and dishes on the red tablecloth, and colleagues took turns to toast Qingxuan, saying something like "If you don't die in a big disaster, you will have a blessing", and by the time the banquet ended, he was already dizzy and his stomach was churning. Li Xiaotian asked the driver to send him home, and the branch managers didn't want to go home so early, they dragged Li Xiaotian to the rich nightclub, and under the blurred light, the young ladies' snow-white thighs were displayed in the desires of these rich and powerful men.

The driver sent Qingxuan home and went back to rest. Qing Xuan vomited in the bathroom, and at the end, he rinsed his mouth, washed his face with cold water, and gradually became conscious.

Luo Meijuan was already asleep, and the sound of her even breathing came from the room. Qing Xuan tiptoed downstairs, then opened the door and slipped out. He knew if Li Xiaotian would come back at half a o'clock, and at this time, he could just go to the Internet café to stay, and he didn't know if he would see his baby.

Bing Yu took the brush, stood in front of the desk and pondered for a while, then leaned over and wrote on the rice paper: (1)

A machine, a brocade bed and a dream of a lonely bed. The shallow soul sends the green mountains and green mountains. A long journey, a vast thought, a good time to stay.

Two machines, unpack and inspect old clothes. Fuxiang Chen Moshu was angry. The article is full of articles, dots and sentences, calling for the day and night.

Three-card machine, through the heaven and weft cloth Jones. Feet turn on the shuttle position. Bearing up and down, massaging left and right, tears and sweat soaked.

Four machines, the light picks the golden flame and the voice is slight. Sadness and heartbreak. Wandering in the atrium, living in a lonely place, the broken line provokes sorrow.

Five-card machine, more late at night to look at the morning glow. Book maniac drunken ghost without heart. Push the window and gaze, raise a glass and wish away, and Fan Dai paints moth eyebrows.

Six machines, stars dotted with clothes. The wind is clear and the moon is clear. Soft singing and dancing, flute pouring long-cherished wishes, blowing dreams to the west of the chamber.

Seven machines, lightly knead the silk curtain to make the emblem. A line of tears. Squeak and squeak, the cycle repeats, and the dream is chasing after each other.

Eight machines, Xiao remnants of dreams break Li Shanmei. Wind and snow always contradict each other. The frost spectrum is proud, the fragrance is condensed, who is it?

Nine machines, the morning breeze and the moon are green willow embankments. I didn't think about it for a long night. And take the show silk, the simple room, and hang high to reflect the morning light.

Before the ink was dry, she heard a knock at the courtyard door, so she came out with a brush to see who it was. Qing Xuan smiled and asked at the door, "Lady, what are you doing?" ”

"Why are you here?" Bing Yu was startled, and the brush slid to the ground. The place was stained with a black ink.

"Did you do something bad for fear that I would see it, and look at you scared like this." Qing Xuan smiled ruffianly.

"Why, I thought you wouldn't be here so late." Bing Yu picked up the brush and greeted Qing Xuan with a smile.

"I'd like to see what you're doing?" Qing Xuan walked in front of Bing Yu and stepped into the house first.

Everything is as usual in the room, only a piece of rice paper is spread on the desk in front of the window, which is densely written with words, the font is Juan Xiu's italics, and each word looks so clean and beautiful.

Qing Xuan dipped his hand in it, the ink had not yet dried, and a stain the size of a bean grain was clearly left on his ring finger. He picked up the rice paper and read it word by word: "A machine, a dream of sleeping alone on a brocade bed...... Nine-card machine ...... Simple room, hanging high to reflect the morning light. ”

"What a "Nine Machines"! It's a pity that the tone is a little sad. After the loud applause, the voice lowered again.

"I also thought it was good, so I copied it, and today I listened to a woman singing on the street, and I felt sad when I saw the woman playing the strings and standing alone on the side of the road and singing Ai Ai. She stood there singing in order to buy a coffin for her husband to bury, what a poor woman. Bing Yu remembered the scene at that time, and her face couldn't help but show a little sadness.

"She is a loving and righteous wife." Qing Xuan sighed, "Give me the pen, and I'll write two sentences too." ”

Bingyu handed him the brush and helped him sharpen the ink. Qing Xuan picked up the pen, dipped it in ink, thought for a moment, and then continued to write under the "Nine Machines": (2)

In the morning light, the smoke waves are vast and the willows are still there. The scenery is beautiful with pine and cypress. The clouds are steaming, the moss is slippery and dewy, just like the old people.

Drunk, the morning glow reflects the sky. The mountains and rivers are beautiful and the songs are flying. Originally intoxicated, intoxicated, the universe is my teacher.

After writing it, show it to Bingyu. "Your cursive is so beautiful." Bing Yu said in heartfelt admiration.

"Your regular script is not bad, it has the legacy of Wang Xizhi." Qingxuan has loved calligraphy since he was a child, and has copied many celebrity calligraphy, so he is very familiar with Wang Xizhi's font.

"Well, I have been copying Wang Xizhi's calligraphy since I was a child. My second uncle said that Wang Xizhi was a great calligrapher, and his authentic works were favored by successive emperors, and I would like to have the opportunity to see his authentic works with my own eyes. ”

"His real works are not good-looking, how many paintings and calligraphy in the world everyone wants to see his real works but can't get them, let alone us? If you are lucky enough to meet his descendants...... Oh, forget it, it's really whimsical, or don't dream. In the vast sea of people, where to find Wang Xi's descendants, Qing Xuan stopped his unrealistic fantasies and shifted his gaze to reality.

Note (1) (2): The author hurricane