Yu Jing returned to work, while Chen Zhaozhao continued shopping.
Chen Zhaozhao felt much more comfortable going shopping alone to buy antiques.
Because no matter how much she buys, she can fit it all.
Unlike with Yu Jinggui, you have to consider whether you can get it or not.
She entered an antique shop that looked very period.
The location of this store is relatively remote, but the store is quite lively.
There were three guests looking at something, and a table of four old men drinking tea.
"Comrade, are you shopping for groceries or jewelry?" the waiter asked enthusiastically.
"Can you still make jewelry?"
"Yes..." the guy introduced to her enthusiastically.
Only then did Chen Zhaozhao learn that this store not only sold antiques but also customized jewelry. It was a relatively famous store nearby.
"Let me buy some jewelry." Chen Zhaozhao hadn't prepared a wedding gift for Chen Rumei yet, so he just happened to buy some jewelry for her.
"Okay, what do you want to fight? There are samples here that you can choose from."
"Okay." Chen Zhaozhao followed.
The clerk took a design sample to Chen Zhaozhao.
Chen Zhaozhao sat there and read it slowly.
Then listen to the chat of the people next to you who are also looking at the samples.
"This was probably Mr. Han's most proud work back then. Can you guys play it now?"
"Don't worry, I can fight."
"Hey, there are too few styles to choose from. I think the Han Jewelry Shop could do so much."
"Mr. Zhang, what you're talking about happened many years ago. After so many years, it's great to be able to retain so much." Someone drinking tea over there said.
"That's right." Another person drinking tea said: "The Han family has also disappeared. What a pity!"
"Then it's not really a decline, it's just falling apart."
"But we are no longer in this industry. It is a pity that the ancestral craftsmanship has been lost."
"It's all caused by this environment."
"However, things are getting better and better now. Mr. Qian, you will get better and better at this job!"
"Haha, let me lend you some good words." Mr. Qian smiled and clasped his fists at Mr. Zhang.
Chen Zhaozhao glanced over at them. Several old men were chatting happily.
I chose a style while looking at the samples, and then went to invoice and pay the deposit.
Chen Zhaozhao slowly turned over the samples and greeted the man, "Man, which Han family are they talking about?"
"It's the Han family at No. 65 Huaxiang, the one who used to be in this business." The clerk gave a thumbs up.
"Can you tell me what happened to their family?" Chen Zhaozhao looked curious.
The guy saw that she was pretty, so he was very willing to gossip with her.
Chen Zhaozhao also learned about the grievances and resentments of the Han family.
After listening to this, I couldn’t help but sigh and sigh, Fang Yun’s maternal grandfather’s family was once so glorious.
It's a pity that the times have made a fool of themselves. The more glorious people at that time ended up...
Well, the Han family’s current ending is actually pretty good.
It's just that internally, it's quite tragic and hurtful.
Han Shirong was first caused by his younger brother Han Shiyao, causing his eldest daughter to disappear, and then was betrayed and killed.
The youngest daughter fled abroad, and the only son was seriously injured by Han Shiyao's son and lay in bed unable to survive.
"How many sons does his son have?" Chen Zhaozhao asked after hearing this.
"Originally there were two." The waiter's expression became cryptic when he said this, "The eldest son's name is Han Weixun, and the younger son's name is Han Weizhang."
"What do you mean there were two?"
"Because the eldest son recognized a thief as his father, Mrs. Han was so angry that she died."
"Has Han Weixun recognized Han Shiyao's third son as his father? With their relationship like that, how could they recognize him as their son?"
"Because Mr. Han couldn't have a baby, Han Weixun went to please him, and that's how the relationship was settled."
"Oh~ I see~" Chen Zhaozhao nodded in understanding.
The relationship between the Han family is quite complicated.
No wonder Han Weizhang had such an expression when he mentioned his brothers.
"Have you said enough?" A charming female voice came from outside the door.
Then the door curtain opened, and a girl walked in angrily, followed by a very handsome young man, it was Han Weixun.
"Hey~ Miss Mo, Mr. Han is here~" Mr. Qian stood up in fear, secretly glanced at the waiter and greeted him enthusiastically.
When the waiter saw that his gossip was overheard by the person involved, he shrank his neck in embarrassment.
"Mr. Qian, you guys are so talkative." Mo Wanqin pointed at the guy angrily, "I don't want to see him again in the future."
The waiter glanced at Mr. Qian fearfully and anxiously, and quickly apologized, "Aunt Mo..."
"Shut up." Mo Wanqin glared at the waiter, "You don't deserve to call me, let alone talk to me."
The guy was so anxious that he broke into a cold sweat.
After Mo Wanqin scolded the waiter, her eyes glanced at Chen Zhaozhao.
Seeing her appearance, he was stunned for a moment, his eyes flashed with crazy jealousy, and then he subconsciously looked at Han Weixun.
As a result, Han Weixun was seen looking straight at the ridiculously beautiful girl.
Mo Wanqin was greatly shocked and glared at Chen Zhaozhao angrily, "Where did you get the vixen from?"
Chen Zhaozhao stood up slowly, looked at her lightly, fixed his eyes on Han Weixun's face, and said with a half-smile.
"Long time no see, Doctor Han!"
"What a coincidence, I didn't expect to meet you here." Han Weixun was very calm, without any guilt, fearing the negative emotions of Chen Zhaozhao.
Perhaps, he feels that this is his own territory and he has nothing to fear.
"Do you know each other?" Mo Wanqin looked at Han Weixun.
She really didn't like the feeling that Han Weixun was looking at others so much, while she was left out and couldn't control everything.
So she hurriedly interrupted, looking for presence and attracting Han Weixun's attention.
However, Han Weixun still didn't look at her. He stared at Chen Zhaozhao and nodded, saying to her: "We know him."
"Han Weixun, do you know we have been looking for you?" Chen Zhaozhao ignored Mo Wanqin.
She hates this kind of bully and arrogant person the most.
"Oh? Really?" Han Weixun laughed, "I can actually explain some things."
"Explanation?" Chen Zhaozhao raised his eyebrows.
"Yes." Han Weixun nodded, "This is not a good place to talk. Let's make an appointment to have a good chat some other time."
"Where else, the police station?"
"Look what you said." Han Weixun looked helpless, "I was deceived and did those things. I hope you can give me a chance to explain and compensate."
"What happened between you two?" Mo Wanqin asked anxiously.
"Wanqin, I'll talk to you later." Han Weixun finally looked at Mo Wanqin.
Mo Wanqin pursed her lips, said "oh" obediently, and glanced at Chen Zhaozhao.
Han Weixun smiled and said like a child: "Since someone I know is asking about me, don't be angry and don't embarrass my friend."
Mo Wanqin was fascinated by his smile, and immediately heard his nod, "It's not embarrassing, I take back what I just said, but..."
She looked at the clerk arrogantly, "You have to apologize to Brother Han."
"Hey~" The man, Rumeng Dashe, quickly apologized to Han Weixun.
Han Weixun waved his hand carelessly and looked at Chen Zhaozhao, "Where would it be better for us to make an appointment someday?"