Chapter 16: Hey, old man

"Nothing, I'll guess."

The design draft was finalized, and in less than ten minutes, Jiang Xinran received the transfer notice.

The money is not much, only 30,000 yuan, but the stone hanging in Jiang Xinran's heart has finally landed.

For the entire Shin Shin, Qin Feng is too important. The general customers are introduced by Qin Feng, and they are all related to him, if this design case can't be passed, how much loss Xinxin will suffer, Jiang Xinran can't imagine.

Of course, Jiang Xinran didn't know at this moment that in just two days, Xinxin had survived a life-and-death catastrophe smoothly.

"Your design ability is not like that of a small company." Qin Feng, who has always been silent, seemed a little enthusiastic today.

"I used to be in KG, and I just left my job and went to Xinxin," without waiting for Qin Feng to be puzzled, Anxin directly said the truth: "Xinran is my friend, I am here to help, so I also have time to do what I want to do." ā€

ā€œKG? That's a big company! Qin Feng knew that KG was the abbreviation of Tianhai Design Company. ā€

Hearing that Anxin said that she was a relic organizer, and the design was only part-time, Qin Feng was completely shocked by the strange woman in front of him.

In today's environment, it is already difficult for a woman to live differently. And the woman in front of her, she can give up a big company like KG and choose to quit when she is about to be promoted to executive creative director, and just do what she wants to do.

How much courage does it take?

Qin Feng was stunned for a long time, and when he heard the five words of the relic arranger, he even had some kind of hallucination.

The door that never opened, the shadow of the white dress, the past that made him entangled for seven years......

"Mr. Qin......"

After calling Mr. Qin a few times, Qin Feng came back to his senses.

"How did you come up with the idea of being a relic organizer? Is this industry not hot in China? ā€

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The two chatted for a long time, from more than three o'clock to five o'clock, and the two did not notice the passage of time at all, and the more they talked, the more energetic they became.

Anxin hadn't chatted with people so happily for a long time, especially strangers, she just felt that today was different from the past, until she felt thirsty and reached out to pick up the water cup to drink water, she suddenly noticed that the man in front of her didn't seem to be disgusted by her strong desire to communicate.

Anxin still put down the water glass, "Mr. Qin, it's not early, it's time for me to go back to the company to make an errand." We'll talk again when we have a chance. ā€

Standing up with peace of mind, Qin Feng finally realized the change in himself, he had never been in this situation before.

Even if it was excessive, Qin Feng still said: "Miao Miao likes you very much, will it be abrupt to take her to you when you have time?" ā€

Anxin's reaction was very natural: "How come, I also like Miao Miao." ā€

At five o'clock, Anxin did not return to the company, and took a taxi to the Yimin Nursing Home in Long'an District.

When there was still a kilometer away from the Yimin Nursing Home, Anxin got off the bus in advance, and as usual, Anxin bought An Hongqi's favorite rice cakes at a nearby rice cake shop, the peach crisp that Grandma Lin liked next door, Grandpa Zhao's Lao Wuren, and Grandpa Sun's White Rabbit toffee...... When it came, I went to the cigarette hotel next to it and bought a box of Fuyang old wine.

"Gifted? You might as well choose this, it's cheaper but definitely more face-saving. ā€

The boss couldn't help but recommend it, after all, this old Fuyang wine is very cheap, and it even looks a little shabby.

"No, grandpa likes this."

Fuyang old wine is very cheap, it's not that I don't want to buy good wine, An Hongqi is still a weird temper person after all, and after so many years, he has never changed his taste. In An Hongqi's words: "No matter how good Wuliangye is, you will only know if it is comfortable in the stomach." ā€

An Hongqi is such a strange person, and what he recognizes has not changed for decades.

Perhaps it is also because both of them have such a strange temper that the relationship between An Guosheng and An Hongqi has never been reconciled.

At the door, it was reassuring, and the staff did not stop it, and even the registration was exempted. Nothing else, this person is too familiar, and he will come to visit An Hongqi every once in a while. Not to mention the staff, a group of old men and old ladies in the nursing home are familiar with Anxin.

"Hey, old man!"

Anxin finished sending the gift to the grandparents next to him, and when he returned to An Hongqi's door, he was sitting at the head of the bed listening to the radio broadcast.

Tunnel warfare, An Hongqi's favorite opera.

Hearing the voice, An Hongqi turned his head, and before he saw anything else, he saw the old Fuyang wine that Anxin was holding in his hand.

Reaching out and taking the wine, the whole box was hidden under the bed, feeling that it was unsafe and blocking it with other boxes. Just looking at the agile "skill", no one would have thought that An Hongqi was already a seventy-nine-year-old man.

looked at the door with a vigilant face, and carefully locked the door, An Hongqi opened a bottle of Fuyang old wine and poured it into the teacup next to him.

"Alright, old man, let's say okay, only two sips a day."

Anxin stopped, An Hongqi was a little lost, but he was still unhappy and closed the bottle and hid the bottle.

The nursing home does not allow the elderly to drink, but a few years ago, An Hongqi was given a privilege, but An Hongqi's temper is too strange, and the staff of the entire nursing home have nothing to do with him.

Anxin often comes to visit An Hongqi, and An Hongqi has never disliked Anxin's nagging.

He didn't respond, he just listened to the radio and watched Anxin in a daze.

Two years ago, An Hongqi was found to be suffering from Alzheimer's disease, and An Guosheng also planned to take An Hongqi back to take care of him, but as soon as he mentioned this, An Hongqi instantly sobered up and refused to go back.

Leaning on An Hongqi's shoulder, her heart was as calm as water, and this rare comfort often made her forget the time.

Until about eight o'clock in the evening, Aunt Chen, the nurse of the nursing home, made gestures at the door, reminding the old man that it was time to sleep, and then reluctantly got up and left.

Anxin's movements were very slow, and his eyes were staring at An Hongqi, as if he was waiting for something.

Really.

An Hongqi, who was stunned, suddenly grabbed a handful of White Rabbit toffee from his jacket pocket and stuffed it into Anxin's bag.

That's Anxin's favorite.

When he was a child, An Hongqi occasionally went away from home on business trips, and every time he would buy a big bag of White Rabbit toffee for Anxin back.

An Hongqi forgot everything, even who Anxin was, but he never forgot that there was a little girl who liked White Rabbit toffee......

Anxin walked to the door, and Aunt Chen began to help An Hongqi prepare the bed.

"Where's my kerosene lamp? Why is it gone? My kerosene lamp ......"

An Hongqi kept muttering, Aunt Chen seemed to have been used to it, and comforted while cleaning up: "Hang at the door, I'm afraid of the dark at night, you forgot?" ā€

"Oh, kerosene lamps, kerosene lamps, remember to give me back kerosene lamps."

After An Hongqi fell asleep, it was already forty points, and Anxin chatted with Aunt Chen about An Hongqi's recent situation.

Nothing else, Alzheimer's disease is getting worse and worse, and often goes to the wrong door.

"However, it's strange to say, the old man's memory is getting worse and worse, his chess skills have not regressed at all, and Grandpa Sun loses every time," Looking at the peace of mind next to him, Aunt Chen said with a smile: "How many white rabbits have you prepared for Grandpa Sun this time?" ā€

An Hongqi's White Rabbit Milk Candy was won from Grandpa Sun, since he suffered from Alzheimer's disease, Anxin will specially prepare a bag of White Rabbit Milk Candy for Grandpa Sun every time he visits.

An Hongqi plays chess well, and every time he prepares the white rabbit toffee for the little girl who has been in his memory for an hour in this way, he will laugh and blossom.

He didn't even know why he was so happy, but every time he left with peace of mind, he would take out a large handful of White Rabbit toffee and stuff it into her pocket.

It's almost ten o'clock, and it's just the beginning of nightlife for Tianfeng.

I went out with peace of mind and entered the alley next to it, and walked for a long time before walking onto a big road. She likes this quaint alley, and every time she walks in, she feels peaceful, without any distractions at all.

Before I knew it, I walked to the mouth of Dongfeng Alley.

Dongfeng Lane is very long, two or three kilometers before and after, because this is the old city, the alley is very narrow, and many drivers will choose to refuse to load when they hear that they want to go to Dongfeng Lane.

Just a few steps away, An An was stopped by a familiar voice.

It's Yang Hongwei.

"Girl, can we save some snacks, it's only been how long has it been robbed, and you can't take a taxi?" Yang Hongwei complained, but more cared.