The man was answering the phone, and he didn't stop for a moment from getting off the car to walking towards the crowd. He seemed to be dealing with a very difficult matter. He just waved his hand here to signal everyone to wait a moment, then stopped under the tree and frowned.
Lu Enxi couldn't hear the content of his conversation, but he could tell by his expression that he was not relaxed.
The indescribable feeling is very much like that of a person in a position of power and responsibility.
This was not the Shao Muyan she was familiar with.
Moreover, Shao Muyan did not wear glasses before, but now with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, his temperament is very different from before, familiar yet strange, friendly yet alienated.
Wang Jingchuan spoke quickly and saw Lu Enxi's doubts, so he explained, "Ayan is no longer the piano prince in your impression. He has joined the management of the family business and is conquering the world with his father."
Lu Enxi opened her mouth in surprise, "Ah..."
So surprised!
Shao Muyan, a national first-class pianist, holds concerts in the Vienna Golden Hall, performs at the National Center for the Performing Arts, and has medals hanging all over the wall.
She thought that the man sitting in front of the white Steinway playing the piano would always walk cleanly outside the secular world and keep his distance from the world. No matter how chaotic the world is and how heartbroken people are, he would always be Peter Pan of Neverland.
Si Bo Nian didn't know when he lit up a cigarette again and smoked quietly. His face was still as hard as a sculpture. Even if there was a big earthquake or flood, it seemed that it would not be able to shake him.
Wang Jingchuan added, "Something happened to their company two years ago, and he was forced to go on the shelves. You also know Ayan's character. Asking him to give up his most beloved thing is equivalent to killing half of his life. But
His parents threatened him either to return to the company or to collect their bodies. He hid in a beach house and played the piano all day and night. When he came out, he said something to the servant waiting at the door and burned them all, and then...
…I went to the company and never touched the piano again.”
His tone was relatively calm, but it could not hide the deep sadness in the story.
Lu Enxi's eyes were a little sore, and she looked at the man in white from a distance. His figure was as thin and tall as usual.
The girl next to Wang Jingchuan looked there infatuatedly, with admiration and envy in her eyes. If her family also had hundreds of millions of assets waiting to be inherited, she could give up the entertainment industry. What a pity!
Lu Enxi said, "How painful it must be for him in the past two years or so. I don't even know."
If she occasionally sent him a message or called him to ask, it might comfort him a little.
Si Bo Nian said, "There is no need for you to feel bad."
Lu Enxi didn't want to confront him, so she simply ignored him, "Is their company getting better?"
Wang Jingchuan swept away the sadness just now and smiled brightly, "At first, everyone was not optimistic about Ayan. They thought he was an artistic person who did not live in the world. Does he understand management? Does he understand marketing? Shareholders are waiting to see jokes every day. Who knows?
As soon as Ayan took action, he turned the situation around in three months and made a wonderful turnaround, which is simply a model of counterattack!"
Lu Enxi's blood boiled, as if she was the one who won the battle, "How awesome! I knew Ayan could do it. His ability to do well in an industry shows that his understanding is extraordinary."
She looks like a fangirl.
Si Bo Nian flicked the ashes from his cigarette with a cold expression.
Lu Enxi suppressed a smile and secretly gave Wang Jingchuan a thumbs up, and the two of them understood each other tacitly.
Jia Yanqing grilled the meat skewers and brought them over, "Is Ayan welded to the mobile phone? Every time I see him answering the phone or on the way to answer the phone, sooner or later he will be radiated into a fool."
Lu Enxi didn't answer his words.
Wang Jingchuan said happily, "Aren't career-oriented men more attractive? Women like this kind of thing, don't you think so?"
Han Jingya leaned into his arms, "I like how you are like this. You are also very handsome when you use a scalpel to treat illnesses and save people."
Wang Jingchuan just smiled and touched her hair.
The girl lowered her head and couldn't see his expression, but Lu Enxi recognized at a glance that Wang Jingchuan was not interested in the girl.
He just looks for a plaything to entertain himself and throws it away when he gets tired of playing with it.
And the girl definitely hopes to go a long way with him and at least get a sweet and cost-effective love.
Lu Enxi took a sip of juice and curled her lips silently.
This scene happened to be seen by Si Boyian. He understood the meaning of her eyes and was speechless.
Jia Yanqing invited everyone to eat barbecue and drink drinks, then looked at Shao Muyan, "I bet he won't come back in five minutes. If he loses, I'll drink three drinks. If he wins, you guys will have three drinks each."
Wang Jingchuan proudly filled three glasses of wine and said, "Follow!"
The girl in the pleated skirt came over with a tray, with a smile on her face. When she saw the girl in Wang Jingchuan's arms, she was obviously stunned. Han Jingya also saw the girl in the white skirt clearly and recognized who she was. She looked away and pretended
Don't know.
The world is so small sometimes.
Yesterday you criticized someone around you for going out to exchange money for a laugh, but then you turned around and became that person yourself, and was witnessed.
A large social death scene is just that.
No one else paid attention to the actions of the two girls. Lu Enxi was a woman and the most sensitive to the competition between women.
A glance at each other will tell you how much resentment is hidden in it.
Lu Enxi said, "Don't count me out, I'm not a good drinker."
The pleated skirt didn't know Si Bo Nian. Seeing them approaching, she assumed they were a couple. She thought she was good at warming up and said with a smile, "I can ask your boyfriend to help. He seems to have a good drinking capacity."
Lu Enxi couldn't help but laugh, "I don't dare to let him stop drinking, my life is not that good."
The girl just thinks that Si Baonian has a transcendent aura, but isn't the most powerful person tonight her boyfriend? This guy can't be better than Jia Yanqing, right?
Jia Yanqing said, "If you can let him stop drinking tonight, this is yours."
He threw out the Ferrari car keys and clattered onto the table.
The girl's eyes bubbled with joy as she handed the food to Si Boyian, "Which one do you like?"
Lu Enxi looked at the sky and sweated for the girl.
Wang Jingchuan laughed, Jia Yanqing was so damaged that he liked to send cannon fodder to Mr. Si so much?
Si Bo Nian's glance came over, and without even a word, it was enough to scare away a million-strong army.
The girl almost cried.
Just when I didn't know how to end it, Shao Muyan finally pulled up and walked over. His handsome appearance still retained the elegance of a musician.
"When did Enxi come back?"
Lu Enxi opened the chair to make room for him, "It's been two or three months and I haven't had time to get together with everyone. How about you? I heard they said you are very busy."
Shao Muyan sat down, with an extra glass of water in his hand brought by Lu Enxi. He nodded to express his thanks, "I'm busy, I don't know what I'm busy with. Are you in the United States?"
Lu Enxi replied, "Yeah."
I don’t want to say much about life there.
Shao Muyan looked at her briefly and sighed, "I have lost a lot of weight. Are you not used to American food? Have your cooking skills improved? In the past, cooking hands would get blisters. Will living abroad force me to become a great chef?"
Lu Enxi hurt her finger by digging fish gills today and put a band-aid on it. Si Baonian didn't ask a question, and Shao Muyan touched the softness in her heart with just a few words.
Si Bo Nian, who had been silent for a long time, said, "Being able to cook dumplings, does that count?"