Mystery Lover: The President's Deep Favor

Yang Zhen's driving hand shivered.

Wife?

Do you dare to have more meat spots?

When I leave in the morning, I still take a bite of white Su and make a mistake. How can I be so affectionate.

Still have, who says affectation is a woman's patent, the man affectation rises, absolutely Mi woman what matter.

Han Zhaoxue tentatively called, but there was no response.

For some reason, he felt a little uneasy, raised his voice again and called, "Baisu?"

"Have you finished your meal?"

Bai Su's side finally had a response, but the voice was a little hoarse, as if he had been awakened from sleep by his phone.

Han Zhaoxue answered, "did you just sleep? Did I wake you up? "

"It's OK," Bai Su said lightly, "assistant Yang told me that you should pay attention to yourself and don't drink."

Han Zhaoxue felt warm in his heart, "I know, I'll go back in three days. You can drive to work. It's too cold now and it's not easy to take a taxi sooner or later. If you think driving my car is too windy, when I go back, we'll buy you another one. You can drive it yourself to do anything."

"Good."

Bai Su responded very obediently. Han Zhao stopped for a while and then said, "tell my daughter that when I go back, I will accompany her to the playground this time."

"Good."

Listening to her voice, Han Zhaoxue felt that the world was peaceful. Today's unhappy day seemed to be nothing.

The distant sky, fireworks, lit up the whole night sky, Han Zhaoxue looked up, and saw the fireworks all over the sky, although fleeting, but gorgeous beautiful, inexplicably more tragic sad, Han Zhaoxue clenched his mobile phone, for a long time before he said, "have a rest early, good night."

"Good night."

Hang up the phone, Han Zhaoxue holding the mobile phone, read for a long time, know that Yang Zhen reminds him to arrive, he just regained consciousness, put away the mobile phone and get out of the car.

Probably because of a fever or a long absence of business trip, Han Zhaoxue had a bad night's sleep. She had a bad night's dream. After waking up, she had a bad headache. As for what she had dreamt of, she couldn't remember at all.

He got up and took his temperature. There was no fever, but his throat was burning. He was afraid that he caught a cold last night and his nose was not breathing well.

After taking the medicine and having a casual breakfast in the restaurant downstairs of the hotel, I went to the famous jade carving master and ordered the bracelet.

The jade carving master's residence was very remote. When the car reached the entrance of the alley, Han Zhaoxue simply got out of the car and walked with Yang Zhen.

Master jade carving master is very famous in this area. You can ask him about his residence if you want to find out. But the alleys are old and there are many forks. Han Zhaoxue has never walked through such old alleys since he was a child. He just touched it for half an hour, but he didn't get it right.

It happened that an old man in a gray cloth shirt was riding a bicycle and passing by with a bag of rice and a pot of oil. Yang Zhen rushed up to stop people and said, "uncle, do you know where Master Chu lives?"

The old man stopped the car, looked at them for a moment, knocked on the cigarette bag and asked, "what are you looking for him for?"

Yang Zhen smiles and lights a cigarette for the old man. "It's said that Master Chu's craftsmanship is excellent. My boss wants to give his wife a meaningful birthday present and ask him for help?"

"Did you bring the jade?"

Yang Zhen is stunned and looks at Han Zhaoxue, who obviously didn't expect to take jade material.

"Without jade, what do you want him to carve for you, clay doll?"

Han Zhaoxue wrung his eyebrows. "Master Chu, as a famous jade Carver, does not have a piece of good jade in his hand?"

The old man sneered, "even if he has, why should I give it to you? You think he's short of your money? "

With that, the old man was going to cart away.

"Wait a minute," Han Zhaoxue called him, pursed the corners of his lips. For a long time, he took a piece of jade Guanyin from his shirt, weighed it in his palm for a few seconds, and handed it over, "I'll exchange this one."

The jade Avalokitesvara on Han Zhaoxue's neck was opened by an eminent monk when she was a child. The jade is the best suet jade. It is warm and cool when you touch it in your hand. There is no defect on it. The carving technique is also very exquisite.

When the old man saw this jade, he was stunned for a moment. He took it and looked at Han Zhaoxue for a long time. Then he said, "the car is pushing. Follow me."

Yang Zhen is still confused. Han Zhaoxue has bent down to pick up the things, put them on the car, and push them to catch up.

"Where did you get this jade?"

Along the way, the old man was playing with the jade pendant and chatting with Han Zhaoxue.

Han Zhaoxue didn't hide it. "When I was a child, the fortune teller said that I was weak and easy to be invaded by evil spirits. What kind of spiritual spirit was needed? My mother believed in this and made me wear it

"So, the jade Avalokitesvara is very important to you," the old man glanced at him. "Are you willing to exchange this? I gave it to you. Maybe it's not worth it. "As long as Han Zhaoliang and I have been married for many years, I think it's not worth the gift

The old man sneered, "you don't know how precious this jade is."

Han Zhaoxue did not care, "in my heart, nothing is more precious than her."

"Young man."

The old man snorted, turned a fork, stopped at an old wooden door, took out the key and opened the door. He turned his head and said, "put the rice and oil in the west room. There is water in the well. Wash your hands and hit it. Stop the car and follow me."

Yang Zhen realized that he was the famous master of jade carving.

Looking at Han Zhaoxue again, he is not surprised at all. As expected, he is still too young.

When they finished, the old man had changed his dress. He was wearing a dark grey apron and a pair of old black framed glasses hanging from the bridge of his nose. He was facing a box, feeling the rope, not knowing what to look for.

After a while, he felt out a piece of things and laughed, "I finally found it."

Han Zhaoxue went over to see a piece of dark green jade in the old man's hand. It was about the size of a washbasin. It was covered with dust. It seemed that it really covered the bottom of the box.

"Boy, is your surname Han?" The old man took out the jade and put it on the table to wipe it. He asked, "did you wear this jade when you were six years old?"

Han Zhaoxue was stunned and quickly responded, "did you carve this jade Avalokitesvara?"

The old man touched his beard and laughed, "it's not stupid. The first piece of work that came out of the mountain more than 20 years ago is for you. After more than 20 years, I'll give you the collection work. Boy, do you think this is fate?"

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