Chapter 411 Why Are You Smiling?
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Although Qin Sheng had stayed in this city for four and a half years, he really had not taken a good look around the city. The name card of a city was those landmark high-rise buildings, especially in a new city like Shanghai. If someone mentioned it, they would first think of the high-rise buildings in the Pudong New Area. But the essence of a city was those hidden streets and alleys in the market, which was the real taste of a city.
Qin Sheng was familiar with Sinan Road. He rode the shared bicycle along Sinan Road to the north and arrived not far from Shangshan Ruoshui in a few minutes. Qin Sheng parked the shared bicycle by the roadside and stood under a tree, looking at the place where he stayed when he first arrived in Shanghai. For Qin Sheng, the place that used to be very familiar to him was somewhat strange now. Ms. An, Yu Fengzhi, and Lyu Yuan's group of closest friends had all been tricked into coming to Hangzhou by him. Consequently, there were no old friends here, only enemies.
Thinking of those friends who followed him to Hangzhou, Qin Sheng felt sorry for them more or less. He did not know how they were doing now that he had left Hangzhou for more than two months.
There were cars going in and out of Shangshan Ruoshui occasionally. After all, it was only afternoon, there should not be too many customers. Moreover, he heard from Ms. An that the current Shangshan Ruoshui was far less lively than it was in Jiang Xianbang's time, and its prestige was declining. It would not take long for it to become an ordinary clubhouse restaurant.
Qin Sheng stayed here for a while and felt bored. He did not meet any acquaintances, such as the manager who did not get along with him, Wang Haichao, who was said to be the deputy general manager now. There were also two key figures who cooperated with Yan Chaozong to set up the death trap in Mount Jiuhua. One was the person in charge of Shangshan Ruoshui, Han Zhengdong, and the other was the youngest son of Boss Ye, Ye Muyang. Qin Sheng remembered these two people very clearly. He would take revenge sooner or later.
Since he had come to the door of Shangshan Ruoshui, of course, Qin Sheng would think of Jiang Xianbang, who first promoted him. When he last contacted him, it seemed that he was staying in Singapore, and he did not know how he was doing now. Of course, there was also Qing 'er, the adopted daughter of Jiang Xianbang. She was a teacher at the Shanghai Conservatory of Music and played the zither very well. Jiang Xianbang didn't know how she was doing now. When Uncle Jiang left, he asked him to take care of her, but he didn't even take care of himself.
This place was close to Middle Huaihai Road, so it was not far from Jiang Xianbang's old foreign-style house. The old friend that Qin Sheng wanted to meet was Jiang Xianbang's adopted daughter, Qing 'er. He didn't know if she was still in the old villa during the Spring Festival. Maybe she was not in Shanghai anymore. Maybe she was spending the Spring Festival abroad with Uncle Jiang.
However, Qin Sheng did not have Qing 'er's contact information, nor could he remember Uncle Jiang's phone number. After all, there were less than 20 contacts on this phone, so Qin Sheng could only try his luck.
After taking a taxi for a few minutes, they arrived at Jiang Xianbang's old foreign-style house. The door was still closed, and Qin Sheng could not tell if there was anyone inside. However, there were couplets pasted on the outside, which made Qin Sheng somewhat relieved. Even if Qing 'er wasn't there, there must be someone staying in the old foreign-style house. That person could contact Qing' er or Uncle Jiang.
Qin Sheng walked to the door slowly, pressed the doorbell, and waited for the door to open.
The old foreign-style house was still decorated as before, but the collectibles had been disposed of, leaving only some worthless decorations.
At this moment, a woman in a gray hemp cheongsam was sitting on the sofa, reading a book quietly. The woman's hair was tied up casually, which was a little messy. There was a small stove beside her, on which there was an old iron kettle, which was used to boil tea. The kettle was made by a famous craftsman, and was collected by Jiang Xianbang years ago. However, it was not put on the shelf, but directly used to boil tea. In front of the woman in the gray hemp cheongsam was a Chinese zither, on which there was an open music score. It seemed that she had just finished playing a new song.
The sunlight shone on the woman through the window, and the smoke curled up from the kitchen chimney, which made her look special. However, such a woman was a little out of place in the atmosphere of Shanghai.
Hearing the doorbell, the woman frowned slightly, put down the book, and said in a low voice, "Uncle Wang, see who's here. If it's Liang Chen, tell him I'm not here. "
Uncle Wang was the housekeeper of this old foreign-style house. Even though Jiang Xianbang was not in Shanghai, Uncle Wang had been staying here all the time, taking care of Qing 'er, who was unwilling to go to Hong Kong.
Uncle Wang turned on the surveillance video at the door. From the video, he found Qin Sheng somewhat familiar. After all, Qin Sheng had been to the old foreign-style house several times. However, Uncle Wang's memory was not good, so he could not recall it. After all, Qin Sheng had not been here for so long. However, he knew that Qin Sheng must be here for Jiang Xianbang. After all, many people did not know whether Jiang Xianbang had come back or not. Some old friends came here to try their luck, and at the same time, to inquire about the news.
Uncle Wang walked out at a moderate pace, then opened the small door. He stared at Qin Sheng for a while, and asked calmly, "Who are you looking for?"
When the small door was opened, Qin Sheng was finally relieved. At least the door was not closed. As long as someone was here, he could contact Qing 'er or Uncle Jiang.
Seeing that it was the housekeeper of the old foreign-style house, Qin Sheng said with a smile, "Uncle Wang, don't you remember me? I'm Qin Sheng. The year before last, I often came to see Uncle Jiang. When Uncle Jiang left Shanghai, he asked me to take care of Qing 'er. "
Being reminded by Qin Sheng, Uncle Wang remembered instantly. He said in a hurry, "Oh, oh, oh, oh, I remember. You're Qin Sheng. I was wondering why you looked so familiar. But you're here for Old Jiang, right? He is still abroad. "
Qin Sheng said with a faint smile, "I know he is still abroad. Today, I'm here for Qing 'er. I haven't been back to Shanghai for a long time. I don't know how Qing' er is doing now. Uncle Jiang asked me to take care of her, but I left Shanghai because of some trifles. I didn't fulfill my responsibility. This time, I came back to Shanghai, so I came here to take a look. Uncle Wang, is Qing 'er there? Or did she go abroad to accompany Uncle Jiang? "
Hearing this, Uncle Wang said in a hurry, "Yes, yes, Qing 'er is here. I'll take you to see her now. She is so stubborn. She insisted on staying in Shanghai to accompany me. She also said that this is her home. How could there be no one at home during the Spring Festival?"
Hearing Uncle Wang's words, Qin Sheng was surprised. Originally, he came to try his luck today. He didn't expect his luck to be so good. It seemed that after returning to Beijing, his luck was getting better and better.
Therefore, Uncle Wang asked Qin Sheng to come in quickly. Then, he led Qin Sheng into the house. The woman in the gray hemp cheongsam was naturally Qing 'er. Qing' er had heard the footsteps outside and was curious about who was coming.
At this time, Qin Sheng and Uncle Wang walked in. Uncle Wang said excitedly, "Girl, look who's here."
Qing 'er looked in the direction of the door. When she saw Qin Sheng behind Uncle Wang, she was directly stunned. The book in her hand fell to the ground subconsciously. She didn't expect it to be Qin Sheng.
Meeting an old friend again, she was speechless for a moment.
Qin Sheng walked slowly to Qing 'er and said with a faint smile, "Qing' er, long time no see. How are you?"
Qing 'er asked absentmindedly, "How come it's you? Why are you here?"
Uncle Wang nodded at Qin Sheng and left sensibly. "You guys talk first. I'll go upstairs to pack my things."
Then, he left with a smile …
Qin Sheng stood in front of Qing 'er and looked at this old friend whom he had not seen for more than a year. She seemed to be more extraordinary and refined than before. Of course, she was also more beautiful, just that she was less worldly.
"I didn't expect to see you here. I thought you and Uncle Jiang were abroad for the New Year. Unfortunately, I changed my phone and lost your contact with Uncle Jiang. After returning to Shanghai today, I could only try my luck," Qin Sheng explained with a smile.
Although Qing 'er was very surprised to see Qin Sheng, she didn't have a good impression of Qin Sheng at the beginning. They always bickered when they were together. Qing' er looked down on Qin Sheng's wanton and unruly behavior, and Qin Sheng never spoiled Qing 'er's coldness.
"What's the matter?" Qing 'er asked with a frown. Uncle Jiang had told her to discuss with Qin Sheng if there was anything. However, when she really had something to do, she couldn't contact Qin Sheng no matter how hard she tried. This made Qing' er even more dissatisfied with Qin Sheng.
Qin Sheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Anyway, we're friends. It's not good for you to be so serious. Let me sit down first. At least let me have a cup of tea."
Qing 'er said casually, "Oh, then sit down."
Qin Sheng sat on the sofa next to Qing 'er. Qing' er poured him a cup of tea. Qin Sheng took it and thanked her softly. Then he looked up at Qing 'er and said, "We haven't seen each other for more than a year. How are you?"
"Whether it's good or bad, what does that have to do with you? Now can you tell me what's the matter? If you're just here to catch up, I think we have nothing to talk about. "Qing 'er's attitude was still so cold.
Now Qin Sheng only cared about his family and friends. He treated Qing 'er as a friend, but it seemed that Qing' er didn't treat him as a friend. This made Qin Sheng very uncomfortable. Of course, he would not spoil her.
So Qin Sheng stopped smiling and said, "Of course I'm not here for you. I just lost Uncle Jiang's contact number. I want to call him and talk about something."
"What is it?" Qing 'er didn't intend to give Qin Sheng Uncle Jiang's number.
Qin Sheng said slowly, "For example, how to let him go back to China?"
"What? You have a way to let Uncle Jiang come back? Is it true? " Qing 'er heard the news and stood up excitedly. She stared at Qin Sheng and asked with a stunned face.
Qin Sheng didn't expect that Qing 'er would have such a big reaction. He sighed on purpose and said, "Originally, I wanted to talk to you about it after meeting my old friend. I didn't expect that you would be so cold to me. It seems that I'm asking for trouble. Sorry to bother you. "
After that, Qin Sheng put down the teacup and was ready to leave.
Qing 'er was a little anxious. She couldn't help but regret her indifference to Qin Sheng just now. She directly grabbed Qin Sheng and said, "Qin Sheng, I'm sorry. It's my fault. I apologize to you. Do you really have a way to let Uncle Jiang come back?"
Qin Sheng still snorted and said, "You don't need to know that."
"Qin Sheng, I'm sorry. I'm really wrong. Just tell me." Qing 'er wouldn't let Qin Sheng go. Although she didn't know whether what Qin Sheng said was true or not, she had to try.
Qin Sheng turned his head and stared at Qing 'er with a smile. "Do you really want to know?"
"Yes." Qin Sheng nodded heavily.
Qin Sheng stared at Qing 'er with some bad intentions. Qing' er couldn't help but take two steps back. She was afraid that Qin Sheng would have some bad ideas. Qin Sheng said, "Then smile."
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