The Ace Assistant

In the evening, sun Xiaofei invited Cen Qinghe to dinner. Knowing that she was coming to Jiangcheng to do business, sun Xiaofei did not take her around and sent her back to the hotel after dinner.

At the hotel gate, cen Qinghe said goodbye to sun Xiaofei. When she turned to walk in, she heard someone call her, "Qinghe."

When Cen Qinghe looked up, he saw Cheng Jiahe standing in the lobby of the hotel. Cen Qinghe didn't expect that he would appear here. He was immediately stunned and said in a slow half beat: "hey? Why are you here? "

It's not that she doesn't want to be called. She really doesn't know what to call.

When the other party calls her Qinghe, she can't call Mr. Cheng any more. However, it's called Jiahe. She can't call her out. It's not polite to call him Cheng Jiahe. So after thinking about it, cen Qinghe simply saves himself.

Cheng Jiahe stepped forward to her and said in a voice, "you came to Jiangcheng, but I didn't come to pick you up or invite you to dinner. I couldn't get over it and wanted to come and see you."

CEN Qinghe smile, "do I seem to care about these people?" After that, she took back her smile and only cared about her face. "The old man left suddenly. Your family must be busy. I just want to give him a ride. If I give you any trouble, I'm sorry."

Cheng Jiahe's good-looking face was lonely and tired. He asked softly, "are you tired now? Do you want to go upstairs and rest? "

Now Cen Qinghe deals with people more, and can hear the implication of the words in one ear. She said: "I'm not tired. I slept on the plane."

Sure enough, Cheng Jia and the next sentence is, "then I invite you to drink tea?"

CEN Qinghe nodded, "good."

When they went out again, Cheng Jiahe's car stopped at the door of the hotel. After getting on the bus, Cheng Jiahe took the initiative to say: "in fact, my grandfather's illness is not one day or two days. Just after the new year, he was admitted to the hospital once. At that time, the doctor said that the doctor was not very good. Our whole family kept him in the dark and said that there was nothing wrong with him. When my grandfather was in his sixties, he went to the south of Yunnan. Someone told him that he could not live to be 80 years old. He was always worried about it. Especially in the past two years, every birthday, I could feel that he was still worried

"I didn't believe this, but who thought that my grandfather really didn't live to his eightieth birthday."

Cheng Jiahe's words are full of helplessness and sadness. Men are no better than women. They can't shed tears without fear. They are sad and can only hide in their hearts.

CEN Qinghe thought of calling him yesterday. He was so excited that he choked and said: Qinghe, my grandfather is gone.

CEN Qinghe has never met Cheng Daohan himself, but after reading his interviews and photos, he is a very kind old man with a smile on his face. Anyone who looks at him will think of his grandfather.

As his mouth became sour, cen Qinghe said in a voice, "you may be more distrustful of the superstitious things like divination when you run around the world all the year round. In fact, I also advise myself not to believe it. But the common saying on the lips is that" man's destiny is doomed. ". A lot of things can't be explained by science alone. Especially, people in our side still prefer to make divination. Sometimes I hear that those in other provinces can make accurate divination, and they all take planes to do the calculation. While I'm bored, I also inquire about the results of other people's calculations. "

CEN Qinghe's lips raised a self mocking smile, but there was nothing to do.

Cheng Jiahe asked, "do you believe in fate?"

CEN Qinghe said: "how to say, sometimes believe, sometimes do not believe, divide what matter."

Cheng Jiahe said, "for example?"

CEN Qinghe replied: "if anyone told me that I was doomed to be unable to do anything in my life, I would not believe it, and I would certainly do it. Unless he said that I could not be emperor, I would believe it. But we have an old saying. Two days ago, a friend of mine was still saying that sometimes you have to have something in your life, and don't force yourself to do it all the time. Maybe this is a matter of fate. Fate means that you have to have it, and if you don't, don't force it. It depends on what you think. "

Cheng Jiahe said: "maybe my grandfather is too trusting in life. I always feel that if he doesn't care so much, the past few years will be better, and maybe he won't go so suddenly."

CEN Qinghe said: "sometimes things fall on ourselves, and we bystanders can't understand the mood of the parties. Let's just say that 2012 is the end of the world. I'm such a cautious person. I didn't leave anling for a step. I'm afraid I can't die with my family."

Cheng Jia and hook up the lip Cape, chuckled back: "girls will be timid."

CEN Qinghe said: "don't bear it. If you want to call me stupid, you can say it directly. In retrospect, I'm really stupid. But at that time, I'm not the only one who has this idea. It can be seen that the implication will have multiple burdens on a person's psychology. Your grandfather must have been under great pressure for so many years, I can imagine."

Cheng Jiahe said: "I really want to know you earlier, so that I can take you to talk to my grandfather. You told him the story of 2012. Maybe he is not so afraid."

CEN Qinghe found that they talked a lot about "maybe" and "maybe" in their Kung Fu. Suddenly, she was a little confused and lost. So she said, "when we talk about possibility and possibility, it is often that regret has happened. We try to find a way to recover, but the premise is that we have to accept the reality."Looking at Cheng Jiahe, cen Qinghe said sincerely: "don't be too sad. You will be relieved when Master Cheng is free. You don't have to be afraid. Heaven is as good as it is. There is no pain."

Cheng Jia and very light "Er" a, "green grain, thank you."

CEN Qinghe said with a light smile: "fortunately, you are asking about the history of superstition psychology, which is just within the scope of my involvement. If you let me guide you in the direction of the stock market and the financial market, I will be finished."

Cheng Jiahe said: "the spirit has been tense for more than ten days. I see a lot of people every day and listen to many people speak. To tell the truth, I am really a little annoyed, but your words today make me feel very quiet in my heart, and I can even accept my grandfather's departure calmly."

CEN Qinghe said: "you can think so, even if I didn't come here in vain to give you trouble."

Cheng Jiahe said, "I'm glad you can come."

CEN Qinghe thought of what Shang Shaocheng had said to her before he left. She came with the feeling of mourning the dead. Of course, there was no lack of friendship with Cheng Jiahe, but there was no trace of personal affection in the friendship. Cheng Jiahe should not misunderstand.

Thinking about it, she said, "Master Cheng is an elder and master I admire very much. I haven't had a chance to meet him before. It's also a blessing to be a junior when Cheng can send him off at the last time."

Cheng Jiahe said, "I mentioned you to my grandfather."

CEN Qinghe asked unexpectedly: "is it?"

Cheng Jiahe nodded: "I said I went to Chengdu on business, just got off the plane and met the porcelain, fortunately you are there."

CEN Qinghe said with a smile: "I didn't expect that I still showed my face in Mr. Cheng's place. It's worth it."

He took her to a tea house and ordered a pot of Longjing. Both of them talked about Cheng Daohan. He told her a lot of stories about Cheng Daohan. The original generation of masters was not different from ordinary old people in private, and even more lovely.

CEN Qinghe also talked about her childhood experience, including her calligraphy and painting, which her grandfather taught.

To some extent, cen Qinghe and Cheng Jiahe have topics to talk about, and they are not boring.

After drinking more than half of a pot of tea, cen Qinghe's mobile phone rings. She sees that it's from shangshaocheng. After connecting, she whispers "hello.".

Shangshao city asked, "what about it?"

CEN Qinghe said: "drink tea outside."

She was not such an elegant person. Shang Shaocheng asked, "follow Cheng Jiahe?"

CEN Qinghe said, "well.".

Shang Shaocheng said: "it's over ten now. I drink too much tea and I can't sleep at night."

CEN Qinghe listened to his sour words, with a smile, a voice back: "know, go back to call you."

Two people chatted two words then hang up, opposite Cheng Jia and look at Cen Qinghe to say: "time is not early, I send you back?"

CEN Qinghe said with a smile: "you don't have to send me specially. I'll take a taxi to go back. You can go home early, and you will be busy tomorrow."

Cheng Jiahe said, "it doesn't matter. It's on the way."

This Cen Qinghe is not easy to say anything else. He leaves the tea house with Cheng Jiahe and returns to the hotel.

He was always a gentleman and polite. He drove to the door of the hotel and got off to take her inside.

"Qinghe, I'll send someone to pick you up tomorrow and go directly to the cemetery."

"Well, I'll be down at six thirty tomorrow morning."

"Well, go to bed early in the evening and see you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow."

Farewell to Cheng Jiahe, cen Qinghe turned upstairs and called shangshao city when he got out of the elevator. Shangshao City picked up very quickly and was waiting for a rabbit.

"I'm back." Cenhe swipes into the room.

Shangshaocheng said: "it's very fast. When I call you say you want to leave?"

CEN Qinghe said: "well, Cheng Jiahe has a lot of insight, OK? I didn't say anything. He just took me back to the hotel

Shang Shao City provocatively said: "like his understanding?"

CEN Qinghe laughed helplessly, but also had to coax: "I have no sense of understanding, I like you this kind of reckless unreasonable."

Shang Shaocheng said disapprovingly: "remember, there is no free lunch in the world, and there is no good for no reason. If one day you think that someone is not normal to you, then he definitely has some plans."

CEN Qinghe laughs gag, "I think you are not very normal to me."

Shangshaocheng did not hide the way back: "I'm on your map, I also map to."

CEN Qinghe turned his mouth, "cut."

Shang Shaocheng said, "come back soon after the funeral."

"Yes, my tickets are all reserved round-trip."

As he spoke, cen Qinghe went to the balcony. The hotel had been ordered by Cheng Jiahe for a long time. As soon as the curtain was opened, the backyard was full of pavilions and trees with Jiangcheng flavor, which made people feel relaxed and happy.

CEN Qinghe couldn't help being coquettish with shangshao City, "when on earth will you take me to Provence? The cauliflower I'm waiting for is cold. "

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