346 Slow down, old man

He patted Qin Guan's information and only said one more sentence: "Make a live collection of this child's show and New York Fashion Week's performance, and you will have benefits when the time comes." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

What does this mean, it is self-evident to the chief designer, CK must have some new big move next year, and Qin Guan has been paid attention to by the relevant senior management because of his insight.

Back home, Qin Guan's mobile phone was a string of text messages, but at this time, the work had already settled, so what was left must be the homework of countless old men in the school.

Oh no, there is also a text message from Xu Xiaoxiao, leaving an inexplicable one: call back.

The phone was connected, and Xu Xiaoxiao on the other end was not polite: "Qin Guan, tomorrow my grandfather's birthday banquet, you must come over to press me down." ā€

After practicing for so long, I finally have to pull out a real walk.

"Cheng, see you tomorrow, oh by the way, do I have to pay attention to what I wear? Is there anything special about the gifts? ā€

"Oh, the younger generation may have a drinking party in the garden on the top floor after the banquet, I see if you like it, right? As for my grandfather, he hasn't seen anything, and you're here for the best gift. ā€

This bear child, did anyone go to someone's house empty-handed to celebrate his birthday?

Qin Guan is not in a hurry, he has a lot of ways to treat the elderly.

On the evening of the second day, Qin Guan wanted to participate with Mei, but Cong Nianwei looked sorry and stood in front of Qin Guan with Wendy, and she participated in the interest group on architectural design at Columbia University.

There are a lot of design-related work and exhibitions inside, so she has no time to take care of other things, and it just so happens that Wendy is also one of them, and the two have now become friends with similar temperaments.

Thinking of this, Qin Guan tidied up his black bow tie and made a call to Xu Xiaoxiao in front of the rather ancient mansion.

"Here, here, let him in, he's my friend!" The loyal Asian face at the door saw Xu Xiaoxiao's head poking out from the second floor, patted Qin Guan's waist without saying much, and let him into the house.

A shrine with Guan Erye full of three incense sticks, in the spacious and fashionable hall, it is extraordinarily conspicuous....

It's really strange that there is such a traditional thing in this purely American-designed villa.

Qin Guan didn't say much, and followed Xu Xiaoxiao to the small hall on the second floor, where a small stage has been erected, enough to accommodate a small hundred people and perform a small martial arts show.

"How? Look at my appearance? How is it? Xu Xiaoxiao showed off a little and pulled Qin Guan to the dressing table behind the stage.

Can you tell the truth? When you play Sun Wukong, you are the same as Bajie, this Magu must have been swollen for many days to cause the consequences today.

Qin looked at Xu Xiaoxiao after being covered by heavy oil paint, in fact, he already had a bit of charm in his gestures, he just reminded him superfluously: "Stand on the stage, don't move, raise the posture I handed over to you, and leave the stage when you have sung enough." ā€

Xu Xiaoxiao can't move when he sings, how can he say it when he moves? There is always a subtle sense of bravery, just like the air pressure when Li Kui went down the mountain to split the tiger and Zhang Fei whipped the fat superintendent.

"Alas!" Xu Xiaoxiao replied simply, and instructed Qin Guan, who was here, to take out the gift in his pocket.

"I listen to your usual description, I guess your grandfather will like this."

What Qin Guan took out in his hand was a delicate snuff bottle, probably no more than half a finger long, made of transparent glass, without exaggerated reliefs.

The cap of the red coral, paired with the same red koi, makes this delicate picture of a hundred fish.

The meaning is very good, the gift is even more exquisite, and the built-in hollow painting method adds a touch of ancient value to the snuff bottle.

"Oh, by the way, it's hard to buy good snuff in China, and I don't know what the old man likes, I only brought a small one when I went abroad, after all, it was very troublesome during the entry and exit inspection."

Speaking of which, Qin Guan took out a more quaint small box, which was the top good product of the 'Tianhui Zhai' that existed in Dashilar in Beijing during the Qing Daoguang period.

Although there are fewer and fewer people playing snuff because of the advancement of the development history of cigarettes, the generation of the older generation still passed down this nostalgic thing, and now the snuff bottle is more played with in the hand.

Xu Xiaoxiao, a banana man, where has he ever seen such a rare thing, he himself played a game first, and before Qin Guan could react, he grabbed the snuff box as well.

"I'll hand it over for you when the time comes, and I'll take this gift!"

The two of them were chatting in a good atmosphere here, and over there, as time progressed, it didn't take long for the second floor to start going up.

These guests were very punctual, quite aware of the rules and found their place according to the name brand, Qin Guan used the gap in the curtain, and his eyes swept over, and he felt the solemn atmosphere in the venue.

Qing Yishui's Asian faces, similar and unwanted, all chatted very happily together, Qin watched such a party, and there was a faint guess about the size of Xu Xiaoxiao's family.

When a lean old man in good spirits, wearing a Tang costume with a placket, sat in the first seat surrounded by everyone, he began to set up a banquet under the greeting of Father Xu.

"Huh? Why didn't you see Xu Xiaoxiao, this little cub? "Grandpa Xu, who has always been strict, values Xiao Xiao's eldest grandson the most.

Dad Xu knew his son's nonsense, so he smiled awkwardly, "Dad, everyone is here, let's have a banquet first, that kid will be there in a while." ā€

Grandpa Xu looked around and waved his hand casually: "Let's start..."

The team on the stage got the master's signal, instrumental gongs and drums, which was lively and lively, since it was the birthday banquet of the elderly, Magu's birthday was a must-have repertoire.

I saw that as soon as the curtain in the background was lifted, a rich and charming big flower girl was moved out from the inside, and Shi Shiran opened his mouth according to the beat of the festival.

"Yao Chi sealed the Holy Mother's order, turned around and took a bottle of wine..."

As soon as Xu Xiaoxiao opened her mouth, the old and young masters below originally took advantage of this kung fu to chat and get closer to each other, but now they all stopped talking, and they all froze.

To put it mildly, the group of people below can be regarded as uncles who watched Xu Xiaoxiao grow up, when this kid first came up, he was wearing a big oil paint, and he didn't recognize it at the bottom, but as soon as his voice lit up, he completely leaked the stuffing.

"Poof... Hahaha! ā€

"Good! ....Well sung! ā€

The old man squirted out a sip of tea, and Father Xu grinned at his father in embarrassment: "Old man, slow down..." )