Harassing phone calls (1)

"You're welcome, I like to make these artisan friends, and now I don't advocate the spirit of craftsmen." Gu Hengyu was talking to Yu Qingsheng, but his eyes were entangled in Mu Qingcheng, "Qingcheng, pack up your things and bring them, and after dinner in the evening, I will take you to my cousin's house." ”

In addition to saying "good", Mu Qingcheng seemed to have no room for refusal.

Gu Hengyu saw that she agreed, and her peach blossom eyes were shining. Mu Qingcheng sighed helplessly in her heart, these eyes don't know how many women have been electrified, she is not an insulator, there must be electricity, but she just lacks the electric feeling she longs for.

At the banquet, the carpenters indulged in a drink, and a few bottles of beer quickly bottomed out. Mu Qingcheng is a woman at the whole table, Gu Hengyu defends her and blocks wine for her, but those big bosses don't care so much, unless they force Mu Qingcheng to drink too, otherwise they won't give face. Mu Qingcheng had no choice but to drink it with her, she hated drinking beer and felt that the taste was difficult to drink. After drinking three cups with difficulty, I panicked. I was wondering how to continue swallowing the unpalatable liquid when I heard the ringing of my mobile phone coming from my bag.

It was too noisy in the private room, so she left the table and went outside to answer.

"Little Orange, what are you doing?" A deep male voice stirred her heartbeat.

She took a deep breath and replied, "Eat out." ”

"Tell me the address, I'll leave to pick you up now." Cheng Yijie expected that she would not refuse, "Ji Rongrong asked me to meet Chen Yufei, saying that she received a harassing call from Jiang Lei and was very scared. I said that if there is any new development, I will tell you in time, and I will simply bring you with me. ”

Mu Qingcheng hurriedly asked the waiter for the address of the restaurant and reported it to Cheng Yijie.

was about to go back to the private room, when he saw Gu Hengyu walking over quickly. "Are you alright? I'm worried if you're dizzy after drinking too much. ”

"It's okay, I'm not that bad at drinking." Mu Qingcheng smiled, "But I'll leave first later, can you put my luggage at your cousin's place first, give me her address and phone number, and I'll go over myself later." ”

"Why do you want to go first?" Gu Hengyu asked in surprise.

Mu Qingcheng explained apologetically: "I heard that there are some new circumstances about my uncle's murder, and I want to find out." ”

"Where are you going, I'll send you, and then I'll go to my cousin's house when you understand the situation." Gu Hengyu took the initiative.

"No, someone will pick me up." Mu Qingcheng apologized again, "I'm really embarrassed."

"Okay." Gu Hengyu couldn't hide his frustration, "It's not easy to have a meal together, but it's so unfortunate." ”

When the two returned to the private room, Gu Hengyu asked the waiter for a pen and paper, and wrote down his cousin's address and contact number to Mu Qingcheng.

Mu Qingcheng was forced to pour a large glass of beer again. Fortunately, Cheng Yijie came quickly, and when Mu Qingcheng said goodbye to everyone, she could feel Gu Hengyu's complaining gaze revolving around her. She lowered her head and hurried out of the private room.

Mr. Cheng still drives himself, his private car, a silver-grey Cadillac, parked on the edge of a garbage dump.

Mu Qingcheng opened the door of the passenger seat and sat in.

"Why do you smell drunk." Cheng Yijie frowned slightly.

"Those carpenters forced it." Mu Qingcheng also frowned, "Beer is hard to drink, I like to drink red wine." ”

Cheng Yijie's gaze stopped on her face. "Listening to your tone, it seems that you are a master of wine."

Mu Qingcheng raised his eyebrows and smiled. "I don't dare to be a master of the wine forest, but when I was in college, when I encountered festivals or classmates' birthdays, I would drink red wine with my good classmates, and I would be a petty bourgeoisie."

Cheng Yijie started the car and asked, "What school do you go to?" What major? ”

"Yenching Academy of Arts, major in ancient calligraphy and painting restoration and mounting?" Mu Qingcheng replied.

"Why did you want to study this major?" Cheng Yijie continued to ask.

Speaking of his profession, Mu Qingcheng's conversation box opened, saying that it was because he felt that the calligraphy and painting restoration industry was very mysterious and became interested in it. He also told Cheng Yijie that this industry is generally a traditional master with apprentices, but Yenching Art Institute pioneered an undergraduate major, and there are very strict requirements for recruiting students, assessing basic skills such as sketching and gouache painting.

They only recruited more than a dozen students that year, and after entering the major, they learned a wide range of knowledge, such as gongbi painting, calligraphy, seal carving, old dyeing, etc., while taking professional courses and learning cultural courses, ancient poetry, art courses are also involved. She has been very fond of calligraphy and painting since she went to school, although it is boring, especially when filling holes, she has to keep pasting. But every time I finish a painting and see that it is complete and perfect, I feel a great sense of accomplishment.

The two talked all the way to their destination, which was a café in the city center. Ji Rongrong and Chen Yufei had already arrived first, and Chen Yufei was obviously a little displeased when he saw Mu Qingcheng: "Brother Yijie, why did you bring her too?" ”

"I promised to keep her informed of any new developments." Cheng Yijie made a very gentlemanly gesture to Mu Qingcheng "please sit".