The bell rang at twelve o'clock, and the door of the Song family was slowly opened by the servants.

Song Ping also arrived at the door in time, listened to the names of the people outside the door one by one, and then put them in one by one.

There are also people with low status, who know that it is useless for them to go in, so they only gave their own gifts, nodded to Song Ping, said hello, and turned to leave.

For this, Song Ping is quite satisfied. His master is not something that everyone can see.

"Lu Qing."

The Mandarin with some strange tones came, but because the timbre itself was good enough, it was not difficult to hear, but it seemed low and pleasant.

And with a hint of familiarity. Song Ping was surprised, raised his head, and when he saw his face, he was even more surprised.

"You, you ......" You have been for a long time, and Song Ping has not been able to say a complete sentence.

Lu Qing smiled, "It's me." "I don't care about Song Ping's gaffe at the moment. The smile was even more handsome like a god under the sun, which made some of the little maids standing behind Song Ping blushing and obsessed.

Song Ping reacted at this time, and made a gesture of invitation directly inside, "You please, you please come in." At the same time, he instructed the maid to continue to stand at the door and lead the guests in, and he personally walked in with Lu Qing.

It's not because of Lu Qing's current status, fame and fortune or anything else, it's just because Lu Qing has been the only old man who has forgotten his old friend for so many years.

Although Charles often came to visit the master, he was more of a good friend of the young master, a junior of the master, and he couldn't make friends with the master. But Lu Qing is different, Song Ping doesn't understand art, but he can also feel the sympathy between him and his master in the study of Chinese culture.

"You said you, come on, just tell the master directly, how can you really let you wait outside the door with those people." Song Ping said with a smile as he led Lu Qing inside.

"It's okay, I'm willing." Lu Qing smiled, and did not take Song Ping's words at ease.

If he wanted, even if Song Ren didn't give him this privilege, he could rely on the rights in his hands to get this privilege. But he regarded Song Ren as a friend and a confidant of sympathy, so he chose to respect him and respect his rule of not being a guest before 12 o'clock at noon.

Unlike other guests, Song Ping did not take Lu Qing to the conference living room that specially received many guests, but took Lu Qing straight into the living room, went up to the second floor, and knocked on the door of the study.

Some whispered inside: "Master, Mr. Lu Qing and Mr. Lu are here." ”

This is what Song Ren once specially ordered. No matter how early or late Lu Qing came to visit, he could directly bring him into the study or living room to find him.

Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, Song Ping heard Song Ren's footsteps inside, from far to near, from big to small. When I got to the door of the study, I stopped.

In the next second, there was the sound of the study door being opened, and Song Ren appeared in front of the two of them.

"Hey, Song!" Lu Qing had a gentlemanly smile on his face, and said hello first.

But there is

After saying hello, the smile on his face completely turned into surprise, and his eyes fell on the Tang costume on Song Ren's body, especially on the dragon and phoenix embroidery on it, emitting a fanatical and amazing brilliance.

"Oh my God, this Tang costume, this embroidery, perfect, it's just perfect!" Because of his excitement, Lu Qing even seemed a little incoherent.

He has a good family upbringing and gentlemanly demeanor in his bones, and he rarely loses his temper, but now he can hardly control himself.

Seeing him like this, Song Ren smiled, his eyes faintly revealing a little pride, and a little pretended disdain.

I completely forgot that when I saw this Tang costume for the first time just now, I also looked like a gaffe.

Song Ping smiled secretly and shook his head in his heart. I'm so happy, sir, and I'm really proud.

Until he was surprised enough and eased his mood, Lu Qing still didn't forget to ask: "Song, I want to ask, which designer is this Tang costume from, the designer of Huaguo or the designer of F country, can I meet him and talk to him?" There was a lot of urgency in his tone.

For him, fame, fortune, power, and money are not important, because he has all these things, and as long as he wants them, there will be a lot of people lining up to deliver these things to him, so he doesn't care. The most important thing is a bosom friend, someone who can resonate with his soul and shock him.

And today's Tang costume, no, to be precise, the appearance of the embroidery on this Tang costume, made him feel shocked physically and mentally and even in the depths of his soul.

It's perfect, this artwork is simply impeccable! He has seen many excellent Chinese designs and embroidery, but none of them are as perfect as this Tang costume.

He couldn't wait to meet the person who talked about the design and production of this Tang costume. He had a hunch that this person would be his perfect soul mate. If they were together, they would create the most perfect work of art in the world!

Huaguo, Song family.

As soon as Ruan Yu and Song Huaijin woke up and washed up, they didn't rush to go out to the company or do anything, so they first made a phone call to the old man in country F.

The phone on the other end was picked up quickly.

"Hey, young master?" Song Ping came with a surprised voice.

"Hmm." Ruan Yu pretended to answer coldly. "Where's the old man?"

It's not that she wants to call Chairman Song so rudely, but no matter what, Song Huaijin's dead tsundere is unwilling to let her use her body to say "Dad".

Moreover, at this moment, he was still making a phone call under Song Huaijin's gaze. She felt that if she called "Dad" in front of Song Huaijin, he would immediately snatch the mobile phone in her hand and call "old man" to the other side.

For the sake of his daughter-in-law, who has always been well-behaved and sensible, forget it.

At the other end, Song Ping's voice paused, and the joy in his eyes just now dimmed because of the call from Ruan Yu, he hadn't heard the young master call the master "Dad" for a long time, and he hadn't heard the master call the young master "son" for a long time.

I don't know, where did these two fathers and sons come from their overnight feud?

He sighed slightly in his heart, "Young master, my lord is talking to a friend in the study." I'll transfer the call to the master, can you talk to him? ”

In my heart, I expected Song Huaijin to agree.

Ruan Yu thought about what Song Huaijin had specially said to him that day, and asked him to call Chairman Song in person to say happy birthday, and answered: "Hmm." ”

can be regarded as agreeing with Song Ping's words.

Song Ping on the other end of the phone paused slightly, and then there was ecstasy in his eyes. A few years ago, when he talked to the young master about suggestions, the young master refused mercilessly, so this has led to the relationship between the young master and the master getting worse and worse in the past few years. The two of them don't even have anything to say on their birthdays, so they won't communicate with each other at other times, do you think this relationship can not be worse?

"Hey, young master, wait a minute, I'll take the phone to the master's study."

(End of chapter)