Who's Still Chasing Her After Rebirth?

This community is fifteen years old, but the location is pretty good.

The two came to the door, and Zhang Xinzhou knocked on the door twice at Xu Ye's signal.

"Dong dong~"

There was a sound of footsteps in the room, and within a few seconds, Feng Shaoping opened the door. He looked about forty years old, wearing square-rimmed glasses and a business-type velvet jacket that fit him very well. identity.

"Director Feng." Zhang Xinzhou pointed directly at Xu Ye and introduced: "This is Xu Ye, the boss of our company."

Zhang Xinzhou originally wanted to say that this was my roommate, but he thought that such an introduction would be too disrespectful, so he quickly changed his mind.

Xu Ye reached forward and took the initiative to hold Feng Shaoping's hand. At the same time, he squeezed Zhang Xinzhou away and said with a smile: "Director Feng, coming here so late is really disturbing."

"Wherever you are, come in first."

After one face-to-face meeting, Feng Shaoping felt confident.

What kind of person has high emotional intelligence and can talk, and what kind of person has a thick head and can't talk. He can tell it at a glance after sitting in the position of director of the logistics department for more than ten years.

Xu Ye stepped in, and Zhang Xinzhou handed the gift he bought to Xu Ye. Feng Shaoping's wife also walked out of the bedroom when she heard the sound. Xu Ye smiled and nodded as a greeting, then deliberately pretended to be stupid and asked: "Feng Shaoping Director, who is this? "

Feng Shaoping's wife looks a little younger than Feng Shaoping, but not so exaggerated.

Zhang Xinzhou was still scolding in his heart: Brother, are you blind?

Unexpectedly, when Feng Shaoping's wife heard this, she was stunned for a moment, and then immediately covered her mouth and giggled: "Young man is really good at talking. Auntie is in her early forties this year."

She said that, but she couldn't stop the smile on her face.

Feng Shaoping also looked happy.

Which man doesn't like others to say that his wife is young? After all, finding a young and beautiful wife is the greatest face a man can have.

Everyone in Zhang Xinzhou was dumbfounded.

Does this kind of thing even exist?

"Really, I thought Auntie was in her twenties." Xu Ye's surprised expression didn't look like he was pretending at all.

"Haha~" Feng Shaoping's wife walked cheerfully and said with a smile: "You can sit wherever you like and I'll make you a cup of tea."

"Auntie, don't bother, we can just drink water."

"It should."

Zhang Xinzhou sat down next to Xu Ye. He finally knew the benefits of high emotional intelligence. The last time he came here, he didn't even drink boiled water, let alone tea.

Xu Ye didn't mention the vending machine straight to the point. He glanced around the living room and focused on the calligraphy paintings on the wall.

The calligraphy is written in running lines, and the content is the theme song of the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, from "The Rolling Water of the Yangtze River Passing East" to "How Many Things Are Turned into Jokes", and the signature is Feng Shaoping in the Guisi Year.

Xu Ye stared at the calligraphy on the wall intently. When Feng Shaoping's wife brought tea, she saw that he didn't respond and asked, "What are you looking at?"

After Xu Ye hurriedly took the tea cup, he asked curiously: "Did you write this word, Director Feng?"

Calligraphy is one of Feng Shaoping's few hobbies. He didn't expect Xu Ye to have such a vision, so he immediately became humble and said: "As I get older, I like to write calligraphy when I have nothing to do. What do you think of the writing?" ?”

"The characters on the whole picture are vigorous and powerful, the lines are smooth and free, and it has a grand and steady feeling. I didn't see the signature just now. I thought it was a piece of art bought on Taobao."

When he usually writes this at home, few people know about it. Feng Shaoping's wife often dislikes him, saying that he is an amateur pretending to be a calligrapher.

But Xu Ye's words greatly satisfied Feng Shaoping's vanity.

His mood suddenly became cheerful.

"I copied almost all of Wang Xizhi's calligraphy works before writing this calligraphy. This calligraphy is also one of my favorite works, otherwise I wouldn't hang it in the living room."

"It seems that Director Feng is usually very elegant."

"It's just a hobby."

The two of them followed this topic and chatted further and further. First they talked about calligraphy, then history, and then talked about several historical figures in detail. They even talked about what the signing of a bilateral security agreement between the United States and Afghanistan would have on the international situation. Such impact...

Zhang Xinzhou was confused when he heard this, and he was still thinking: What the hell did I come here for?

When it was almost eight o'clock, Xu Ye brought the topic back: "Director Feng, regarding the unmanned vending machines, do you think we have hope of cooperating with your school?"

Feng Shaoping said calmly: "It's hard to say. It's easy to say, easy to say, hard to say. The key depends on the attitude of the school."

"Director Feng, your words in the school should still have some weight. If there is anything that needs to be rectified, I hope you can tell us and we will definitely do it."

Feng Shaoping smiled and said: "Well, I will take this matter to heart."

Xu Ye put down the tea cup, suddenly walked to the cabinet, pointed at a vase and asked, "Director Feng, this vase looks so exquisite. Is it an antique?"

Zhang Xinzhou rolled his eyes and almost said something: Have you ever seen anyone place antiques so casually on the sideboard in the living room?

But Feng Shaoping asked: "Do you still know anything about the antique business?"

"I don't understand, but if it's an antique, it should be valuable."

"If it's an antique, it's worth something."

Xu Ye asked: "Can I take it out and take a look?"

"Look."

Xu Ye reached out and took the vase down, pretending to take a look at it, and asked: "I heard that at an auction, a good piece of blue and white porcelain can sell for tens of millions."

"This business is very complicated, and ordinary people can't get involved at all."

"Then how much is this vase worth?"

The two of them had long been talking about things other than antiques, but Zhang Xinzhou was still kept in the dark.

Feng Shaoping asked back: "What do you think?"

Xu Ye said: "Twenty or thirty thousand?"

"It's definitely more than twenty or thirty thousand."

"Then how much is it worth?"

Feng Shaoping thought for a while and smiled: "A better one is estimated to be worth more than one hundred thousand. The key is whether the buyer has good taste."

Xu Ye also smiled: "I'm young and I don't know much about this thing, but if I were to play with antiques, I would only be willing to spend fifty thousand yuan at most on this vase."

"Uh..."

Xu Ye pointed to a defect on the mouth of the vase and said: "Director Feng, you see, there is still a little bit missing here. I think it will take a lot of discounts."

Feng Shaoping stepped forward to take a look and finally gave in: "Then it is probably worth this price."

"It seems that my taste is not bad."

Xu Ye put the vase on the cabinet while talking with a smile, but his hand suddenly shook as soon as he finished speaking.

"Crash~"

After the vase slipped out of his hand, it fell directly to the ground and shattered. Xu Ye was 'shocked' and hurriedly said: "Director Feng, I didn't mean it."

"It's okay."

"It's all my fault, Director Feng, don't worry, I will definitely compensate you for this vase."

"I'm glad you're not hurt."

Xu Ye squatted down and was about to pick up the fragments on the ground, but Feng Shaoping held him and said: "Let your aunt clean up later, don't cut your hand."

"Director Feng, then I'll go back first, I'll go back and collect the money for the vase, and bring it back next time to compensate you, I'm really sorry."

"It's all a small matter."

"Director Feng, then when you have time, send me a message, I will definitely come again."

"Okay."

"Zhang Xinzhou, we're leaving."

"Oh."

"Director Feng, please stay, we can go down by ourselves, bye."

"Bye~"

Xu Ye took Zhang Xinzhou downstairs and rode a small electric donkey to the school.

Zhang Xinzhou was still a little unresponsive, and said halfway through the ride: "So, you weren't talking about antiques just now, but about our business?"

"You just found out?"

"Fuck, what kind of acting skills are you!" Zhang Xinzhou said with eyes wide open: "The vase fell to the ground, and the bottom piece rolled to my feet, and it said 'Made in Jingdezhen'."

"Heh."

"Fuck, I was saying that I couldn't understand what you were saying in Chinese just now, it turns out that every sentence has a hidden meaning, damn, I really learned a lot today."

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