224 Two words

Back to the hotel where I was boarding last night, after packing my luggage, Zhang Jin, Xiao Fei and Shi Wen, the three brothers, got into the Q7, which was in the stone. After less than a day, they set out on their return journey again. ("" website 7*

For the gathering where the driving time was more than the residence time, Shi Wen and Xiao Fei kept their brothers' duties and did not complain. Zhang Jin was even more apologetic about the brothers who were implicated by him and accompanied him to work back and forth.

'Who told them to be our brothers and to accompany them to endure hardships? That's right, share the joys and sorrows!'

Zhang Jin felt that he deserved it for his brother to accompany him to make trouble, but Zhang Jin apologized for other people who accompany him to make trouble.

Looking at He Qingqian sitting beside him, Zhang Jin made the final advice:

"To be honest, why are you trying to do this with me? I'm very tired when I take the bus back for six or seven hours... Otherwise, we'll take you to the airport first. It's at least easier to take a plane than to take a bus back!"

Zhang Jin's concerned eyes and considerate suggestions made He Qingqian's heart warm, sweet and very useful. His fairy-like calm temperament instantly turned into elf-like joy:

"No!

Think about it, if I took a plane back, it would take an hour to fly, plus the time to go back and forth to the airport and waiting for security checks, it would probably take five or six hours!

I'm running back and forth, but I can't save much time. It's better to go back by your car. Not only are there people chatting on the road, but I also saved money from air tickets, killing two birds with one stone.

You have to know, I am just a poor teacher and don’t have much money. Of course, I can save as much as I can!”

As he spoke, He Qingqian, who always had a faint expression, looked like a fairy in the dark skirt, and rarely showed a playful smile.

After shaking his head and smiling bitterly at He Qingqian, Zhang Jin passed over He Qingqian and looked at Beigong Heyue sitting on the other side of the back seat. (《》.com)

"I said to Miss Beigong, why don't you go back to Beijing if you follow us to Shenzhen Stock Exchange?"

Through the last treatment contact, Zhang Jin knew that whether it was Beigong Heyue’s Beigong family or Liu Xianxian’s Liu family, they were all big families with foundations in Beijing. The previous encounter at the Shenzhen Stock Exchange was just a chance encounter caused by the work of two women.

In the short period of the previous party, Beigong Heyue had already gotten along with Zhang Jin even more because of his consistent personality and the same view of many things. She was even more harmonious than "no quit if you beat him to death". At least she had reached the level of a friend.

So after listening to Zhang Jin's inquiry, Beigong Heyue showed a slightly 'schaotic' smile without any concealment.

"Sister Liu gave me a week of vacation, and it's just a day passed. I just don't know how to spend the rest of the time. He happened to tell me that you will definitely have fun to watch when you go back to Shenzhen Stock Exchange this time, so instead of wandering around bored, I might as well go to Shenzhen Stock Exchange to see the fun!

Beigong Heyue, who was smiling like a rose, said, and pointed to Xiao Fei, who was sitting in the passenger seat. She showed her little devil's side without any hesitation, betraying Xiao Fei without any hesitation.

So, as soon as Beigong Heyue finished speaking, Zhang Jin leaned forward without hesitation and slapped the third brother sitting in front of him in the back of the head.

He knew that Shi Wen and Xiao Feiken must be uneasy when they went back with him. As expected, these two guys went back to watch him have fun. What a bad friend!

Zhang Jin first glanced at the side of the stone-patterned side face in the driver's seat from the backward direction, and defined it in his heart, "I'm not a good person."

Then he looked at Xiao Fei, who was sitting in front of him, rubbing the back of his head, protesting his atrocities with a sad look, and defined: "This kid is not a good thing either";

Then he turned his head and looked at the gloating and wanted to watch his fun. He gloating and looked at Beigong Heyue, who was betrayed by his boss, who was betrayed by his boss, and defined: "This girl is not a good thing." He also drew this definition in his heart, and used underlines, wavy lines, and registered to mark it brightly, specifically to show its outrageousness;

Afterwards, Zhang Jin looked at the fiery red Maserati a hundred meters away through the front windshield. (《》彩7*

Yue Wenting does not need to be specially defined. As her mortal enemy, Zhang Jin naturally would not give her any good comments. This girl felt annoyed and tired because she drove to Lu City alone. In order to catch a driver, she asked to return with Zhang Jin at the same time.

Now the fat man sitting in the driver's seat of this Maserati, "I won't quit if I beat him to death." Beigong Shuoyue, when she thought about it, she knew why this guy had to follow him to the "Shenzhen Market" and why she was so happy to be a "designated driver" like a coolie.

This lustful fat man is definitely not for Zhang Jin, a good brother online, nor for accompanying his sister to watch the fun hundreds of miles away.

In order to pick up girls, what is it worth driving for a few hours and chasing hundreds of miles? I'm afraid Beigong Shuoyue, who is alone with Yue Wenting, is feeling comfortable now!

Therefore, Zhang Jin’s definition of this little fat man is compared with the previous few, “a little down to the next level” - a scumbag!

With a sad and angry look, Zhang Jin's eyes finally fell on He Qingqian, who was sitting beside him, and he quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's okay, it's okay, at least there are still good people in this world. Look, it's better for our family to be clear and shallow!"

………

This world is never a stage for anyone, and no one can become the only center of the world.

Zhang Jin, He Qingqian and a group of bad friends who were "not good" were walking on the way back to Shenzhen Stock Exchange, different stories were also happening in Beijing thousands of miles away.

Zhang Jin's father was alone at home, enjoying the deliciousness of "dumplings and wine". Without my mother's supervision, Zhang Jin's father let go of it now, and he was humming in his mouth, "Through the forest, cross the snow field, and the air soared into the sky...'

How could it be so comfortable?

At this time, Zhang Jin's father didn't know that his impatient wife had a sudden call from Aunt Zhang Jin, causing her to skip today's arrangements and went south to Shenzhen to settle the score with her son. He thought that his wife was still rehearsing in the elderly choir according to the original plan!

Just as Zhang Jin's father hummed to the ** place, "The future is long and showing off his skills, and he is willing to sprinkle his blood to write the spring and autumn!"———— When he started to pull his neck and stretch the sound, the doorbell suddenly rang, which almost made Zhang Jin's father choked by the saliva he sucked back and the minced garlic in his mouth.

"Ahem...ahhhh...ahhh...who is this? Come now?"

After opening the door, I saw that Mr. Xu was standing outside the door. Zhang Jin, who was drinking, was feeling the shortcomings. Isn’t this just like giving a pillow when I’m sleepy, and drinking friends when I’m bored?

"Look, you're here just right, and I'm just feeling so bored by drinking! Come on, let's have two cups of tea."

As he spoke, Zhang Jin's father went to pull Lao Xu's sleeve.

Mr. Xu hurriedly refused.

"Old Zhang, don't rush to pull me in first. I'm going to find you today."

"Oh? What's the matter? You said!"

"That's right. I have an old friend who has seen the photos of "Broken Void" I took. I am very moved and want to see the real thing. I am waiting at my house now. I'll come up to ask you first, is it convenient or not..."

As soon as Mr. Xu finished speaking, Zhang Jin's father said very much:

"Convenient! Of course, convenient! Why are you doing this for such a trip? Just bring it here!"

………

One hour later.

Zhang Jin's father and Mr. Xu sat together, drinking wine while chatting casually. Sometimes the two of them turned their heads from time to time to look at the living room.

At this time, a soft-faced wooden frame about an inch high and a soft-faced small table with a soft-faced frame about a meter square had been laid in the living room.

There are nearly twenty small lamps with different lights, colors and sizes in four corners and four sides of the table.

At the table with brilliant lighting, an old man, who was tall and thin, and was sitting upright as straight as bamboo, was holding Zhang Jin's jade ball with the carved "Broken Void" in one hand, and looking at it with an exquisite silver-framed magnifying glass in the other hand, with his face full of intoxication. Even more than Mr. Xu before!

Look at the old man surnamed Liu brought it to him and carefully arranged the tables, chairs, lamps, and then look at the old man Liu who was immersed in his own world without distraction. Zhang Jin's father, who had no artistic sensibility at all and had no knowledge of the fun of collecting, couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

"I said Lao Xu, isn't it a bit abnormal for you, a friend named Liu? He walks around with such a lot of outfits every day? Isn't tired!"

Regarding Zhang Jin's father's absent-minded words, Mr. Xu couldn't help but shake his head repeatedly. He was very worried about the treasure of "Broken Void", but the pearl was buried in Zhang Jin's father. This "broken Void" that did not recognize gold and jade was worthless. However, because the creator of "Broken Void" was the son of this "broken Void", Mr. Xu still explained patiently.

"To be honest, I am not very familiar with Mr. Liu, but he is definitely the first few seats in our country's collection industry. He is also the chairman of our Collector Exchange Association!

Originally, I thought my positioning of the value of ‘Broken Void’ was already very accurate. But unexpectedly, not long after I posted the photos online, Mr. Liu actually contacted me on his own initiative.”

Mr. Xu looked shocked when he said this. Obviously, Mr. Liu has a very high status in collectors and belongs to the level of the Taishan Beidou.

Therefore, even at the age of Mr. Xu and decades of spiritual cultivation, he could be contacted by Mr. Liu, and he felt a little flattered.

After all, although Mr. Xu just registered as a member of the "Collectors Exchange Association" a year ago, he is a novice after all, and the gap between his status in the collection industry and Mr. Liu is so far away from heaven and earth.

It was like a small official from the marginal department of a small city, who was suddenly received by the President of the State.
Chapter completed!