268. Xia Tingyin
Rongcheng Auction House
The grand auction house occupies a large area in the new business district, with the company logo at the door, shining in the sun.
A Mercedes stopped at the door, and the man in the cab got out of the car, in his fifties, in a gray suit and flesh-colored tie, he walked briskly to the other side, pulled the car door, and helped out the people inside.
The girl was wearing a short black skirt, a white shirt, a long white narrow suit, and her hair was burgundy. She took her sunglasses out of her bag, put them on, and bent down into the car again.
The man's hand took the opportunity to put on her black skirt, touched the round position, and asked with concern, "What are you looking for?" β
"Cell phone." The girl straightened up and turned around and shook the phone in her right hand.
The man smiled and closed the car door, asked her to fold her arms, and the two of them headed to the auction house.
The girl is very beautiful, and as soon as she enters Rongcheng, she attracts the attention of all employees.
The receptionist stood up enthusiastically, but asked the man next to her, "Hello." β
The man said, "I made an appointment to meet your boss, Yu Zishan." Knowing that he came back from outside, he made a special appointment. β
The receptionist was also a girl, in her early 20s, who smiled and said, "Please ask your surname." β
The man said, "The surname is Wang, about ten o'clock." β
The girl looked at the computer, raised her hand and said, "Please wait in the reception room." β
Another girl got up from the back of the sofa and led them to the reception room, and when she saw someone pouring tea, she said, "Sit down." Closing the door, she walked down the corridor and backwards.
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Yu Zishan was standing at the window, with half a cigarette in his right hand, and the crystal ashtray was placed outside the window, he reached out, and the smoke rose up, and the ash fell in the ashtray.
"Don't you have any fidelity news?" The man on the couch asked, "She didn't contact you?" β
Yu Zishan turned around, and Qian Xiaole sat on the sofa behind him.
He shook his head and said lightly, "Her name is Gu Xi, not Fidelity." β
Qian Xiaole slammed the teacup on the coffee table, "What do I call her?" She's called Fidelity to me! I also know that the person she married is very good, and she turned us around three years ago and let us go. If it weren't for the fidelity, we wouldn't be able to come back. But the more this happens, the more uncomfortable I feel, we don't know whether she is dead or alive in the past few years. β
Yu Zishan took a silent puff of cigarette, frowned, pressed the cigarette butt into the ashtray, and lit another one casually.
Qian Xiaole looked at his longing to die of lung cancer, and also fell silent.
Yu Zishan was obviously a good partner in the family to get married, but as soon as he delayed it, he was delayed. Until now, he has been alone. Yu Zishan loves fidelity, although he didn't say it, Qian Xiaole felt that he knew.
His heart suddenly skipped a tingle and tangled.
I fished out the cigarette case, lit it, took two puffs and said, "I really want to be true, I just want to see her...... I finally got to know her, and finally, when I finally met her, it was that time I accompanied her to find the master. I didn't think it at the time, but now that I think about it, the more I think about it, the more uncomfortable it becomes. Seven or eight years have passed like this, and I have known her inexplicably, and I have separated inexplicably. It's as if everyone never knew each other. β
Yu Zishan knocked off the ashes, turned around, walked to the table, took an invitation, and put it in front of Qian Xiaole, "Have you heard of this place?" β
Qian Xiaole looked at the invitation, "Fang Bichun Museum." You know, what's wrong? β
"How can you know that you don't play with art." Yu Zishan's tone was also strange.
Qian Xiaole said, "But the dishes made by his chef are good, and he is famous in the circle." β
Yu Zishan nodded, "Forget about you." β
The tone was not appreciative.
"What's wrong with this place?" Qian Xiaole opened the invitation, it was an art exhibition, but unfortunately he couldn't call the painter's name.
Yu Zishan said, "This place has something to do with Gu Xi. β
"How do you know that you haven't been in the country for a few years."
Yu Zishan looked at him, "I can't count on you anyway, I feel like I'm looking in the wrong direction, she has a home in London, she doesn't have to live there." She has no father or mother, and she really doesn't have the concept of hometown. β
Qian Xiaole's heart was beating wildly, it turned out that you had been waiting for her outside for the past few years. But he didn't dare to say it, and whispered, "How can there be no hometown, isn't her family from Pingcheng?" β
Yu Zishan said, "It's a pity that the person she married is too high, so high that we can't catch up with that person at all." If not, it's always better to inquire from home. I'm coming back this time to start here. β
"Then why didn't you come back three years ago, wasting time." Qian Xiaole was very dissatisfied with his slowness.
Yu Zishan said, "Well, what kind of person do you think she is at a young age, she is called the husband of the Seventh Master?" β
Qian Xiaole's breath stagnated, and he only felt a cold sweat, yes, before, how dare Yu Zishan check, how dare he find someone. Who would have known that the young boy, a man who can be trusted by fidelity, has such a hard background at home. What a seventh master, but it's all her boyfriend. When a qiΔ is opened, that kind of family is able to master the international black. It seems that all kinds of financial trends have become a matter of course.
This kind of logic is like a barrier, separating them from Gu Xi.
The cross-class obstacles are not only power and money, but also the unfathomable that I am afraid of not seeing.
All the heat faded, as again and again, he saved up all his strength to find fidelity, and in the end it was all gone. He said forcefully, "I also trust a lot of relationships, but I know that they seem to be abroad all the time......"
The door slammed.
Yu Zishan leaned towards the sofa, "Enter." β
The door opened, and the girl stood at the door and said, "The boss introduced by Wu Qinglin is here." β
Yu Zishan frowned, "I'm going to Fang Bichun's museum today, who made an appointment for me?" β
"Me." The girl leaned against the door and said with a smile, "I called you the night before yesterday." β
Yu Zishan couldn't remember, he said, "What does he want?" β
"I heard Wu Qinglin say that he wants to collect art and wants to show you the way."
Yu Zishan stood up and said to Qian Xiaole, "By the way, you like to eat things from Fang Bichun Art Museum, and you will go together later." β
The girl said at the door, "I still have to book a table, it's the same as a restaurant." There is no need to queue up to see the exhibition. β
Qian Xiaole said, "Xiao Jing, you are a layman, as soon as you hear it, you know that you have not been there." β
"Why?"
Yu Zishan had already gone out, and heard Qian Xiaole say, "Because...... If you hear such words as self-kindness, people who have been there will say, "When?" Can I bring someone with me? β
"Out of breath." Yu Zishan smiled and walked forward.
All the way to the VIP room, through the glass window, as soon as he saw the people in the room, his smile slowly disappeared, he turned his head and said to Xiao Jing who followed behind him, "You go, call the money over." β
Xiao Jing is an assistant business manager on his side. People are very alive. Hurriedly turned around and went.
Qian Xiaole came over a few steps, "What's wrong?" Xiao Jing didn't follow.
Yu Zishan looked at the girl in white through the big glass, and said to him, "The woman inside is Gu Xi's husband, a mistress who once raised." β
Qian Xiaole's eyes turned red in anger, "That's the one who committed suicide?" β
"Yes." Yu Zishan's tone was affirmative, "Mi Yao, I've seen a lot of photos of her. She graduated from high school, only went to college for one year, and then followed a rich man. I just didn't expect to meet like this. β
Qian Xiaole looked at the woman inside through the glass, he felt in his heart that Fidelity was good, but Baozhen's husband didn't know if he would appreciate it, the woman inside was younger than Fidelity at first glance, and his heart was broken when he thought of this, "Why is Fidelity so miserable." Such a good girl, marrying such a thing, and giving him hard work. He could have found such a small one a few years ago, and now he doesn't know what it has become. β
Yu Zishan turned his head to look left and right, and when he saw Xiao Jing standing at the other end, he raised his hand, called Xiao Jing over, and said to her, "You go and tell them that I want to go to Fang Bichun's art museum." There's an art exhibition over there, and if they're going to collect modern art, it's best to go there with me. β
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The car is driving on the road.
Gu Xi looked at the building in the distance, turned his head and said to Cheng Qi, "Dijing City has really changed, I haven't come back for more than three years, it seems to have changed a place." There was no distant building at all. β
Cheng Qi was sitting on his lap with a kid who had just been able to stand, and he was trying his legs. I stuffed the pacifier in my mouth and sucked hard, and my legs were also straining.
Cheng Qi propped his hands under his armpits and teased, "Son, I can't understand what your mother is saying, did you say that she said ten years ago, or three years ago?" β
The baby sucks the pacifier hard, his big eyes are black and bright, his expression is resolute, and he pushes his legs and stands hard.
Gu Xi leaned over, took his son's hand, leaned against his face and said coquettishly, "Son, what should I do when my son's mother is old?" My memory is terrible, but fortunately I still have you. β
Cheng Qi smiled and raised his hand upstairs to her.
Before he could speak, a baby bottle in the front row was thrown out, fell on the glass, and bounced back, "So......" A girl's voice turned up in tune.
In the front row, a girl's face was turned, more than two years old, still sitting in a safety seat, her expression was adult-like, she looked at Gu Xi and said, "You...... You ......, you're him...... onemotherοΌNotmymummyοΌonlyhimοΌnotmeοΌ β
Gu Xi's head was suddenly big, and anyone who is a mother can automatically interpret her daughter's Morse code, and the meaning of this paragraph is, "What do you mean, you are his mother alone, not my mother?" Gu Xi hurriedly said, "I mean, it's okay - and you and sister, my ...... Sister two words, I haven't said it yet. β
The girl snorted and turned her head to bypass her.
The little girl's expression is delicate and arrogant, that kind of arrogance, natural, because it is too attractive, so it seems that she knows that she is wrong, and it is unbearable to condemn.
The key is too pretty.
Gu Xi looked at Cheng Qi very "aggrieved". This daughter is exactly the same as Cheng Qi.
Cheng Qi said to the front with a straight face, "If you are angry, you will be angry, you are still driving, you litter, how unsafe it is to affect the driver." β
The girl turned her head and said without flinching, "Dada, Can'tyousee." She pointed to the middle of the road.
The driver laughed.
These two words mean - red light, we are in the middle of the road!
The girl bent down and scooped up her bottle, wiped it, and looked at Cheng Qi, as if if her father said anything more, she would drink the dirty bottle.
Cheng Qi: "......"
Gu Xi hurriedly stepped on and said softly, "Pay attention to safety, don't throw things." β
The girl looked at them and did not speak.
But Gu Xi felt that there was condemnation in his eyes, as if to say, Ok, what do you mean, I should throw it backwards next time? Or if I don't throw it, don't you say I want to throw something, okay?
Although she didn't say a word, Gu Xi also interpreted a thousand words, she felt that it was really not easy.
The little girl looked at Cheng Qi, "Dada, don'tyouloveme?" β
Cheng Qi couldn't hurt the child's heart, so he had to say, "Love." The tone was aggrieved.
Gu Xi heard that he was wronged for him, and the sentence form of don'tyou was her daughter's verbal language, and she muttered, "She...... What can I do in the future during the rebellious period? β
Cheng Qi glanced at Gu Xi and reprimanded her with his eyes, "You should be harsh." β
Gu Xi whispered, "At this point, I think she has completely inherited her father, who is domineering and small-minded, and I can't help it." β
Cheng Qi: "......"
The girl turned her head.
Gu Xi immediately sat obediently, as if she didn't say anything at all.
Her daughter said, "baby." β
Cheng Qi knew that she was saying that she shouldn't hold the child, so she quickly put her son into the safety seat.
I thought in my heart, he and Gu Xi are old in their hearts, and it is too late to have these two children, so they are too spoiled, plus his parents, but his daughter is also too capable of taking care of things, and she can't speak, is this the birth of a daughter? It's like giving birth to a housekeeper.