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Some people are born stars, and they will attract attention when they go there, and Song Meiling is like this

The demeanor is magnificent, the smile is confident and cheerful, with delicate bangs, and a slender cheongsam, which has both oriental charm and modern fashion, as if God has concentrated the essence of a woman on her. **

Seeing Song again, Situ Nan's heart was struck, short and powerful, and it felt so clear. To be honest, judging from her appearance, Song Meiling is just an upper-middle-class figure, with a superior figure and a superb temperament.

This is the most deadly, because compared with more than 200 million Chinese women, Song Meiling's temperament is too outstanding.

This may be the main reason why she can be popular with so many people!

Seeing Situ Nan, Song Meiling's moving eyes flashed with some light.

Tall and muscular figure, dressed in a fair-skinned suit, white plaid shirt, no tie, and the top button is loosened, looking confident and gentle, cheerful and energetic.

Still handsome face, with a faint smile, clear and clear eyes, he still hasn't changed, but he is more mature and stable.

At that moment, Song Meiling almost lost the ability to speak, her heart was beating fast, and she was about to jump out.

Their eyes met in the air, and neither of them spoke, just watched quietly and smiled.

01 seconds? 1 second? 10,000 years?

Situ Nan felt that he was making a movie, and for a short moment, it seemed to be stretched out by the slow motion of the movie, which was very unique, and there were only a few times in Situ Nan's memory.

Once it was the moment when it fell from the plane in the previous time and space, once when the Titanic hit an iceberg, once when she saw Laura again at the Mellon estate in Pittsburgh, and a few years later, that feeling reappeared in Shanghai.

At this moment, Situ Nan had never felt so clearly in his heart that he had always had a strong dream of the Republic of China!

Attracted by the first royal sister of the Republic of China, there is an urge to conquer, just like conquering a popular star, which can greatly satisfy a man's vanity.

Situ Nan is no exception. He was a little surprised that in this short moment, he actually thought of so many 7 at once

Before he could continue his lust, another heroine interrupted his reverie.

"Hello Miss Song Meiling! My name is Laura, Laura = William, it's a pleasure to meet you. He told me about you! ”

Laura's Chinese broke the silence for a moment, she withdrew her hand from Situ Nan's arms, and stepped forward to hug Song Meiling with a smile.

Song Meiling was slightly surprised by Laura's enthusiasm.

Situ Nan stood behind Laura, and saw Song Meiling's eyes dim for a moment, but when he turned around, he saw Song Meiling smiled generously: "Welcome to Shanghai!" Miss Laura. ”

Originally, she wanted to call Lady Laura, but I don't know why the words came to her lips but became Miss.

After 3 seconds, Situ Nan's eyes shifted to Song Ziwen, a handsome Sven guy on the side.

Song Ziwen's face is a little big, a little thin, his cheekbones are a little prominent, and he wears a pair of glasses, which looks similar to what Situ Nan remembers, Situ Nan recognized Song Ziwen at a glance, but the real person is younger and more energetic than the historical photos, a little more energetic, and less imposing.

Seeing that Situ Nan Ziwen was a little apprehensive, his fingers moved, but he immediately retracted again. It makes Situ Nan find it interesting.

"Song Ziwen?" Situ Nandao, looking at Song Ziwen.

"Yes!" Song Ziwen lowered his head slightly, avoiding Situ Nan's eyes.

"I'm Situ Nan! I've always heard of you, and it's nice to finally see you today! Situ Nan smiled and stepped forward to shake hands with Song Ziwen, "If it weren't for Mr. Ling Zun Song wanting you to return to China, you might have joined my company two years ago, and we would have known each other a long time ago.

"Huh?" Song Ziwen looked at Situ Nan with a puzzled expression, and even Song Meiling on the side turned her beautiful eyes, and her gaze fell on Situ Nan's face again.

"Well, when I was in San Francisco, I knew Mr. Song and knew that you were studying at Harvard. I've been at Harvard before, and I know that the students there are very good, so I wanted you to come to my company after graduation. However, Ling Zun Aiko is heartbroken and wants you to return to China. ”

Situ Nan spread out his hand and said with some regret.

This was a joke between him and Song Jiashu a few years ago, but Song Jiashu said that he would consider it, and later Situ Nan thought that the Song family and Sun Wen and others were too close, because the revolutionary Lin Yifu came to donate money, which made Situ Nan a little annoyed, and he lost his enthusiasm for a while.

Thinking about it to this day, I was still influenced by my judgment at that time, and I took Sun and the revolutionaries too seriously, fearing that they would endanger me.

Actually, you don't have to.

Song Ziwen is talented, and if he could enter the fast-growing Robles Securities Company or Occidental Petroleum or the United States and China Company, his fate would be very different.

"Oh, I see." Song Ziwen nodded, only then did he know that there was such a secret, whether it was true or not, Song Jiashu was dead, and there was no way to verify it.

However, he vaguely felt that Situ Nan seemed to be very familiar with the Song family, and seemed to have some importance for himself?

Thinking of this, he was a little excited.

Song Meiling's dancing is really not in vain, at least her communication ability is first-class. Besides, she and Laura have a lot in common.

Church work, charity education, cultural salons, fashionable clothes and movies, etc., I became familiar with a lot at once.

Laura has a very good impression of Song Meiling, from Nanyang to Guangzhou, except for Liu Zixuan, who once studied in London, she can hardly find a girlfriend who is so compatible with her.

Sometimes, the 2,000 Chinese businessmen with whom Situ Nan interacted, and whose wives were models of virtuous and virtuous virtues, were out of step with Laura.

Fortunately, Andy, who has become more and more lively and naughty, consumes a lot of Laura's energy, otherwise she feels that it is too boring.

Liu Zixuan stayed in Guangzhou to deal with the affairs of the William Foundation, and was unable to come to Shanghai for the time being. The appearance of Song Meiling effectively replaced some of Liu Zixuan's roles, but her personality was much more flamboyant.

"There are a lot of balls, salons, church choirs in Shanghai, even fashion in Paris, movies in the United States, everything you need, no more than New York." Song Meiling introduced.

"That's great. I think I'll have a good memory here. Laura happily took Song Meiling's hand.

"So this is his woman!" Song Meiling looked at Laura and sighed in her heart. Noble and generous, quick thinking in a certain way, the two have very similar temperaments, one is from the Pittsburgh Mellon family, and the other is a pastor who returned to Shanghai from the United States to preach.

Walking into the cabin, Song Ziwen was amazed by the luxury of the William, and the decoration on the ship was more advanced than the most luxurious Sassoon family villa he had ever seen in Shanghai, which made him feel that he was a little dirty as the most foreigner in Shanghai.

He didn't know that many parts of the William were designed with reference to the Titanic, but it was not as large as the Titanic.

As the owner, Situ Nan's enthusiasm is also a kind of show-off in a kind of Cheng dù, he thinks Song Ziwen is good and intends to let him see the treasures in his collection, so he takes him to visit his collection room.

Situ Nan loves blue and white porcelain the most, so when Nanyang was in Guangzhou, he successively collected a batch of blue and white porcelain, but 50 of them, all of which were either the best or the best.

At the moment, these victories are neatly arranged on special shelves.

"These shelves are shockproof and shatterproof, if it is not capsized, even if there is a big storm, there is no need to worry about the porcelain inside will be called out."

Situ Nan smiled and stroked a handful of warm and delicate porcelain noodles.

"Please say Beijing, Tianjin has a lot of antiques, you can find some nice things for a lot of money. I don't know how Shanghai is? Situ Nan asked.

"Hmm. There are also many here in Shanghai, the former Huzhou silk merchants, the warlords and celebrities who settled in Shanghai, they brought a lot of antiques and cultural relics, and smugglers who flocked to Shanghai from all over the world, and they also brought some interesting things received from other places to try their luck in Shanghai. Song Ziwen sighed.

I added in my heart that most of those things fell into the hands of foreigners, and foreigners wantonly plundered Chinese cultural relics, just like the treasures collected by the Wilhelm in front of them, and I probably don't know where to collect them.

Song Ziwen and Situ Nan were not familiar with each other, and seeing that his wife was also American, he was obviously more Westernized, so he swallowed the last sentence back.

"Oh!" After listening to Song Ziwen's words, Situ Nan had some ideas, and thought, if you can, let's open an auction house!

You can make money and buy cultural relics, so why not? I don't know if absinthe has arrived in Xinjiang? Some shun lì not?

Situ Nan thought about it, and didn't pay attention to Song Ziwen's expression for a while.

walked to a pile of purple wood, but found that Song Ziwen beside him had lost his color.

"Rosewood! It's actually red sandalwood! That's a lot! ”

In front of them was a 20-centimeter-diameter rosewood cut into 3 meters long, a total of 18 sticks, neatly stacked in a pile, like a shiny red blood clot.

Ordinary people can't get a small piece of red sandalwood, he actually has a bunch of them here. Although it is only wood and is not processed, the precious process dù is much more expensive than the same volume of gold.

If you take it out and sell it, this pile of red sandalwood is worth at least four or five million, or even more!

Song Ziwen couldn't help but scold in his heart: "This guy is really a tyrannical thing!" Lost conscience! ”

Song Ziwen thought as his middle hand rubbed on the surface of the germanium-red wood, feeling that his fingers were a little bit, and the red sandalwood seemed to have blood oozing out, and his heart couldn't help twitching heavily.

His expression fell into Situ Nan's eyes, and Situ Nan enjoyed Song Ziwen's expression very much.

"Hehe, I happened to pass by Nanyang, and I got these by chance. It is said that the tree is thousands of years old, but these things are a bit heavy, and it takes a lot of work to load them on the ship. Situ Nan smiled brightly.

These rosewood trees were found in the primeval forest near the Minas oil field on the island of Sumatra, but they are now forbidden to Situ Nan.

Previously, some Indonesian natives also found the two red sandalwoods, but unfortunately before they could go to the inform, Zhang Chengdong, the leader of the security team, led a group of fierce and ruthless internal guards to kill them, and finally turned into a pile of rotting corpses in the forest.

The poor natives, not only did they not get the red sandalwood, but they also lost their lives, and their homeland is now the territory of the Sumatran Oil Company.

True to that sentence, all the treasures in the world, the more precious, the more bloody! Behind their flashes is the sin of human greed.

"This really opened my eyes, congratulations, Mr. Situ." Song Ziwen reluctantly withdrew his gaze from the pile of red, and tried to wake up from the stimulation of the pile of rosewood.

"It's hard to come by, and it does take some luck. However, when a person reaches a certain height, these external objects will also follow. Situ Nan nodded to Song Ziwen intentionally or unintentionally.

Song Ziwen nodded, thoughtful, and his eyes became clearer.

"I heard that the old lady is not in good health? I want to give her a piece of wood, and Ziwen can find a craftsman to make a chair or pillow or something when she goes back, and it is said that those woods have a good effect. Situ Nan smiled generously.

"This-" Song Ziwen looked at Situ Nan in surprise, this gift was too heavy.

"That's it." Without waiting for Song Ziwen to refuse, Situ Nan made a decision.

However, it was not easy to deliver this precious piece of wood safely to the Song Mansion. Although the red sandalwood is precious, if it can be exchanged, Situ Nan can have a computer, or a book, or a radio that is not so scary.

Seeing Situ Nan's firm eyes, Song Ziwen somehow, the courage to refuse that he had just hesitated was suddenly gone.

"Or, to him, it's nothing!" Song Ziwen found a reason for himself.

However, if you are courteous to others, you will ask for something. What does he want?

Song Ziwen thought to himself.

In addition, there are all kinds of other antique masterpieces, but none of them are more shocked by Song Ziwen.

After walking around the William, Song Ziwen felt that his legs were actually a little tired.

After lunch on the ship, he and Situ Nan sat on the deck, looking at the Huangpu River, drinking and chatting.

"Ziwen, have you ever thought that one day in the future, you will compete for hegemony on the beach?!" Situ Nan asked suddenly.

"What? Fight for supremacy on the beach? Song Ziwen looked back, there was a puff of blue smoke in front of Situ Nan, which was the fragrance of cigars, and he couldn't see Situ Nan's expression clearly, so he hesitated for a while.

"That's right! Did you see the Taikoo Pier in front of you, and did you see the Japanese steamship company on the other side? Only by doing what they did, can the Song family be qualified to become a tyrant in Shanghai. ”

Situ Nan puffed out a puff of blue smoke again, and his words sounded a little real and absurd to Song Ziwen.

"It's so unrealistic! Mr. Szeto. Ziwen is self-aware. Song Ziwen replied calmly.

Are you kidding? What ability does the Song family have to compete with foreign investors such as Swire and Mitsubishi?

The most important thing is that there is no government protection, and foreign capital has too many advantages in policy, and it is completely possible to crush Chinese enterprises through dumping or other privileges. And what does the Song family have now?

Song Ziwen didn't have the idea of saving the country through industry, but he was more realistic.

"Don't be presumptuous, it's up to you. Thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi, feng shui takes turns, as long as you have a strong heart, you will always achieve something. I've always believed that there are more solutions than problems. You have this potential, the Song family has this potential! ”

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"Thank you. Accept your words! In the future, it will be up to Mr. Situ to take care of him. Song Ziwen said with a smile, a bit of a climb up the pole.

I thought: Since Situ Nandu is so enthusiastic, his attitude should also be positive, and it doesn't cost to express his stance anyway.

The smell of tobacco in the air made Song Ziwen feel refreshed, and looking at the rolling Huangpu River, his heart was stirred.

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