Si Ye's little ancestor is really bad

Chapter 67 Teacher Xu is the only one
The auction started, the lights in the auditorium of the auction hall were dimmed, and the spotlights were on the stage.

Qi Si has no intention of other gemstones, only waiting for that piece of emerald green.

When the auction started, he was the first to raise his cards.

People followed one after another, and at a later point there were fewer people following.

Some people recognized him, and they didn't dare to snatch things from this Si Ye, no matter how much they liked, they had to give in.

"Okay, now ZT3024 Jade 150 million once, 150 million twice..."

"180 million!"

A voice as clear as jade came from the right side of the auditorium, Qi Si paused slightly, and looked sideways.

The woman wearing silver-rimmed glasses had a straight nose, deep browbones, and glasses chains hanging down her face. She was as elegant as a peacock carved from beautiful jade.

She has come back?

Didn't you say it would take two or three months?

"ZT3024 Jade 180 million once, 180 million taels..."

Qi Si held up the sign, and raised his lips in a low voice, "200 million."

Xu Qingchan glanced at him and raised a sign, "250 million."

"300."

The auctioneer looked at the two good-looking people, "One time for 300 million, two times for 300 million, three times for 300 million! Deal! No. ZT3024 emerald was won by bidder No. [-]!"

After the auction, Jing Feng asked Qi Si to have dinner at the restaurant, but was declined.

He nodded, "Okay, you have to go first."

Jing Feng shook his head when the people left, he had seen it a long time ago, he had just participated in the auction, and Xu Qingchan was also there.

It's a pity that Xu Qingchan didn't get the jadeite she wanted, but since it's what Qi Si wanted, of course she couldn't compete.

He is so obsessed with the piece of emerald green, it should be given to his grandma, I heard that the old man also likes exquisite jewelry.

At the door, Ji Qingbai was waiting in the car, saw her from a distance, raised his eyebrows and held up the two cups of milk tea in his hand.

Xu Qingchan looked at her from a distance and chuckled, Qingbai was so handsome.

They look like a couple now. The dashing and handsome boyfriend is waiting for his girlfriend to get off work in the car. When he sees her, the corners of his mouth lightly twitch, and he raises his eyebrows dotingly.

When I was young, I thought Ji Qingbai was handsome and handsome. When I grew up, this neutral handsomeness didn't decrease but increased. Sometimes when I glanced at him suddenly, my heart skipped a beat. It was the delicate, delicate and free-spirited appearance that Girls' Generation liked most.

Just as he was about to walk over to pick up the milk tea, a deep male voice sounded behind him.

"Miss Xu."

Qi Si is dressed in a suit and leather shoes, a navy blue tie is cold and magnificent, his shirt is meticulous, and he always dresses very elegantly.

The four eyes met, those black eyes like a deep pool looked at her quietly, there seemed to be something subtle in the eyes, what was it?

Restrained, polite, probably can be described as "tolerant".

Xu Qingchan bent her lips, "Mr. Qi, congratulations on capturing what you want."

"When did you come back?"

"I came here as soon as I got off the plane, in order to participate in this rough stone auction."

It's just that I didn't get the emerald that I fancy.

He was photographed by the person in front of him.

Qi Si probably also realized that he was deceiving others, so he remained silent for two seconds, "Have you eaten yet?"

"Go and eat now."

Just as he was about to say something, he was interrupted by a young man, "You really are Si Ye! I thought I was mistaken in the auction hall just now. You also like playing with rough stones?"

Qi Si looked sideways, the person who was speaking was the young master of the Fang Group, his father had business contacts with Jing Sheng, and his ancestors were also somewhat related to the Shen family, so he was a junior.

Fang Yao can be regarded as a young talent among the younger generation in the Beijing circle. This group of sons and daughters love to play, and some of them squander their family property without doing their jobs. Fang Yao can be regarded as both playful and business-minded.

Although Qi Si doesn't care how old they are, every time those wealthy sons see each other, they will respectfully call Si Ye, no one can offend Shen, and Qi Si is a strategist and monopolizes power, he is not of the same class as them, many The family's business still depends on the Shen family, so be as respectful as possible.

Qi Si had a brief chat with him, and Xu Qingchan at the side saw that he was busy, and said softly, "Then Mr. Qi, you are busy, I'm going to eat first."

Fang Yao moved his eyes to look at the woman who was speaking, and recognized that this was a very popular artist, but the real person was more three-dimensional than the screen, with a unique temperament.

Watching the woman get into the car and leave, Qi Si's eyes darkened, and he flatly rejected Fang Yao's dinner invitation.

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Ji Qingbai seemed to be in a good mood when he saw Xu Qingchan's slightly raised mouth.

"See your sweetheart?"

Xu Qingchan just pursed her lips and smiled, looking at the receding trees outside the window, feeling that the air in the imperial capital was sweet.

The next day, she went to Jingsheng Building to teach two students.

The sunshine at the end of spring is warm, the sky is clear and the clouds are clear, the treetops on both sides of the road are surrounded by the breeze and green leaves, and the mood is as gentle as the sun.

It suddenly occurred to me that it was the season for cherries.

[The weather today is good for eating cherries. 】

A few photos of blue sky and white clouds were taken casually and posted on Moments.

An hour later, after teaching Song Wei and He Xiao, a beautiful lady knocked on the door and came in, "The company has prepared cherry smoothies for everyone, come to the tea room to get them."

Xu Qingchan paused, really thinking about something.

He Xiao stretched his waist, "Let's go, Teacher Xu, go eat cherry smoothie."

"it is good."

The young lady came over with a luxurious cherry smoothie in her hand, and whispered softly, "I brought Miss Xu's, you two just go and get it."

Xu Qingchan took it in a daze, looked at the rosy and plump big cherry, and nodded, "I'll just go and get it myself, why bother you to bring it."

"You are a guest, as you should be."

The young lady looked at Xu Qingchan's face at a close distance with her eyes calm, tried her best to suppress the twinkling stars in her eyes, completed the task, and nodded politely, "You take it easy."

"Thank you."

He Xiao looked at the ultra-luxury cherry in Xu Qingchan's hand, and rushed to the tea room, but he saw that the boxes here were all small portions, so there was no luxury cherry smoothie.

Mr. Xu has the only copy in his hand.

He looked at the boxes of smoothies on the table and fell into deep thought. Song Wei was nominated by the director to go overseas on a business trip last month. It seemed that this was not an easy matter.

Xu Qingchan ate smoothies in the lounge for a while. Seeing that Song Wei and the others hadn't come back, sitting alone bored, she went out to relax.

The first floor of Jingsheng is ridiculously large, and while walking, she stumbled into the HR department by mistake, and she seemed to be interviewing today.

It's just that the interviewees are all women, and the clothes they wear are not formal dress shirts, but fashionable. They may be interviewing for a position like a designer.

Originally, she wasn't interested in this, but one second before she was about to leave, she heard the voices of several women waiting for the interview whispering.

"Is the position of image assistant to the president so easy to be? Dressed like that, you come here, the aesthetics are so shabby, you just pass the dress, you can't match your own clothes, and you are the image assistant of the president. Some people really I don’t have a clear position for myself.”

Looking at the past, the object of women's ridicule is a woman who just came out of the interview room. She is wearing a simple white dress. In fact, she looks pretty good, but she looks a bit plain among a group of beautiful women.

(End of this chapter)