Chapter 13: It's All as It Should Be
I was still thinking that this car was really eye-catching, so Zhen Yu got down from the co-pilot's seat and opened the door of the back seat: "Miss Jing, please." β
"Thank you." When I got into the car, I saw Qiao Yichen sitting there, and the PD in his hand was densely packed with digital curves, which should be reports such as stocks or funds. I saw that Qiao Yichen was busy and didn't speak, so I took out my mobile phone and sent a message to Wang Kai, asking him to find a way to ask Li Xin to eat to find out the wind, and if he continued to toss like this, Shuang Lin was drunk and would close the door.
"The skirt fits you perfectly." Qiao Yichen's deep voice is particularly pleasant in such a confined space.
I raised my head, Qiao Yichen didn't know when to put away the PD, and was looking at me for a moment: "The clothes are beautiful, anyone looks good in them." β
"Modesty is too much." Qiao Yichen blinked his eyes: "Did the second brother accompany you for the money?" If not, I'll help you urge. β
"Mr. Zhuang's assistant has already come, and everything has been dealt with." How dare I ask Qiao Yichen to help me collect my debts, it's enough to explain it now.
"Here we are." Qiao Yichen got out of the car first, and then stretched out his hand to me.
I was still thinking about it, but Qiao Yichen didn't plan to give me time, so he held my hand directly. I felt like I was dragged out of the car by Qiao Yichen, and then he naturally put my hand around the crook of his arm, and Zhen Yu held a brocade box in his hand and followed behind us.
This is a very magnificent villa, the banquet hall is decorated with joy, the round table is covered with a red cloth, and the front wall of the banquet hall has a golden word 'Shou'. I originally thought that Qiao Yichen would bring me to a business reception, but it seems that I guessed wrong, and I probably had an elder's birthday in this arrangement.
When an old man saw Qiao Yichen, he immediately greeted him: "Young master, the old lady is in the side hall." β
"Oh." Qiao Yichen nodded, and led me through a mallet door into the side hall.
The furnishings here are noticeably different from the outsideβMing and Qing dynasty style mahogany furniture, a few elegant and delicate antique ornaments are placed on the pear blossom wood Bogu shelf, and the famous Danqing is hung on the wall, but he is not the painter who is currently hyped in the art market. An old man dressed in a purple-gold Tang costume was seriously looking at a yellow dragon jade ornament with a magnifying glass.
"Grandpa." Qiao Yichen walked up to the old man and called softly.
"Hmm." The old man raised his head, although he was old, there was still some heroism between his eyebrows, and he thought that he must have been a handsome guy when he was young.
"I chose a gift for you, and I wish you a happy birthday!" Qiao Yichen took the brocade box from Zhen Yu and put it in front of the old man.
The old man opened the lid of the box, and a Hutian kiln blue and white glazed carved plum vase was lying in the brocade box, and the bottom was fine silk, which made the plum vase particularly luxurious. This bottle should be from the Northern Song Dynasty, and the price will exceed one million.
"Good pulp...... "The old man nodded, and his gaze fell on me.
"Happy birthday, Old Qiao." The other party is an elder, so I should greet him first, not to mention that the old man has a birthday today.
"Okay." The old man pointed to the sofa next to him: "Sit down." β
Qiao Yichen pulled me to sit down, and the old man pushed the Huanglongyu ornament in front of Qiao Yichen: "It changed color and fell off the water within a few months of being photographed, and it was not ......fake when I took it for identification."
Qiao Yichen picked up the ornament and took a look, and actually gave it to me: "Look at it." β
I took a closer look, Huanglongyu is really Huanglongyu, because it is not an old pit, it is inevitable that it is more delicate: "Huanglongyu is also divided into new and old pits, this is not an old pit material, we must try to avoid exposure to the sun, otherwise it is easy to lose water and lose luster." If you put it in the water, you should be able to repair it. β
The old man's eyes lit up: "Do you know Jinshi?" β
"I don't know it, I just know a little bit about it." Just looking at the old man Qiao in this flower hall, I don't dare to make an axe, it's not good to make jokes.
"I think you're much better than Yichen." The old man looked very happy.
"As the saying goes, there are successive techniques and specializations in the Tao, and Qiao always intends not to be here, and it is natural that he is not proficient." Qiao Yichen must not have brought me here to compare him, this kind of mellow scene, I have been stumbling in the past few years.
"What's your name?" The old man suddenly asked.
"Jing Xin."
"Thriving 'Xin'?"
"It's not ......," I shook my head: "It's the 'Xin' encouraged by Da Xin." β
"Good name...... Your surname is Jing? The old man seemed to remember something: "There is an old gentleman named Jing Yanzhao in our Fengcheng who is very interested in gold and stone antiques, do you know him?" β
"He's my grandfather." It's been five or six years since my grandfather passed away, but I was actually brought up by my grandfather, and it was also because of his influence that I became very interested in art.
"No wonder...... No wonder...... He's ...... Every time he gives him something good, he can pick out the bad ......" Old Man Qiao shook his head, pointed to a general's jar on Bogu's shelf and said, "He has always wanted to accept this thing from me before, but I just won't give it...... Now think about it...... Let him be fine at the time......"
"You don't have to take this to heart, grandpa often said, 'Collecting is the same as meeting a confidant, pay attention to fate - what should stay will always stay, and what should go will not come.'" I smiled.
"Hmm...... It's Jing Lao's style...... "Old Man Qiao smiled heartily.
"Sir, it's time for the dinner party to begin."
"Okay." Old Man Qiao got up: "Let's go to the banquet hall." β
After entering the banquet hall, Old Man Qiao insisted that Qiao Yichen and I sit at a table with him. I'm a little stunned by this. If this is seen by people with ulterior motives, they don't know what story to tell. So I tried to minimize my presence during the meal, eat more and talk less, and this birthday party was finally passed smoothly.
When I went back, Qiao Yichen drove my own car and took me downstairs in my apartment.
"Thank you, Mr. Joe, for sending me back." Before I got out of the car, I took off the armband I was wearing just now and put it in the original box and put it on the storage compartment: "This, you put it away." β
"I've never been returned what I've sent." Qiao Yichen's face was a little darker than just now.
"No merit is not punished, this is too precious, I can't accept it." Actually, I don't even want this dress on me, but I have worn it, and it's really hard to return it.
"How can you say that you are not meritorious, your performance is excellent." Qiao Yichen raised his eyebrows.
"Mr. Qiao has a life-saving grace for me, no matter how much I help you, it is all right." I got out of the car: "I really can't accept your gifts anymore." β
"You have to tell me so clearly?" The warm golden light emitted by the street lamp not far away hit his handsome side face, but there was no trace of warmth, he lit a cigarette and asked slowly.
To be honest, Qiao Yichen's current appearance is a little scary, but I still bit my lip and nodded: "Hmm." β