"Wow, is this the legendary socialite?" Qian Wei raised his camera. "Take a picture and show it to Old Zhao and the others. Okay, I've sent it to the group. "
Yue Song opened the dormitory group, took a look, and laughed. "You even turned on the beauty filter when taking pictures?"
"What? I don't? Let me see? "Qian Wei opened the camera settings and confirmed that he didn't turn on the beauty filter." I didn't! "
"You didn't turn it on?" Yue Song stared at the photo in disbelief.
Qian Wei looked over. "Why do you have to say that I turned on the beauty filter?"
He also stared at it for a while.
The two of them were silent for a moment, then looked up at the girl on stage.
Her makeup was very cold. Under the lights, her skin was flawless, as if she had turned on the beauty filter in real life.
"Make-up!" Qian Wei insisted. "It must be the make-up! Don't believe it! Foundation, concealer, whatever. Once you remove your makeup, you'll definitely, definitely … "
Qian Wei couldn't continue.
Although there was a distance between them, he could see that the girl's makeup wasn't thick. The lipstick was bright and beautiful, but it gave off a cold feeling.
He felt that even if this girl removed her makeup … there wouldn't be much change?
Qian Wei was speechless. "If it's not makeup, then her skin is too good, right?"
Senior Jiang, whom he had a crush on, had been so busy recently that a few pimples had popped out on her forehead. Senior Jiang was already very fair, but her skin didn't have such an effect.
"F * ck." Qian Wei said angrily. "She's rich and good-looking. Even her skin is flawless. This is too enviable!"
Yue Song laughed, put away his phone, and looked at the girl for a while.
It was pleasing to the eye.
Zhang Yansheng felt that someone was looking at her.
She looked over, but it was the side of the stage. The stage lights shone down, forming a light screen. She couldn't see what was behind the light screen.
Zhang Yansheng looked away. Her attention was completely attracted by Xue Xintong on stage.
This big sister stood on the stage, her entire body filled with an imposing aura. That aura wasn't the kind of cool, handsome, and domineering aura that young boys and girls put on. It was something that had been polished by time, built from knowledge and experience.
Zhang Yansheng didn't know why, but he couldn't take his eyes off this big sister.
It was as if something had sprouted at the bottom of his heart, breaking out from the ground. Even though it was still young, it had a direction.
The auction went without a hitch, and there were no failed bids.
Just the Xue Xintong alone had bought two or three items, including an antique car.
Zhang Huan patted a gilded enamel table clock from the Qing Dynasty. "Your grandmother likes this kind of thing. Let's send it to her later."
He even asked Zhang Yansheng if there was anything that caught his eye. The items being auctioned were mainly antiques. How could a young man like Zhang Yansheng like them? He only said, "No."
But she was very quiet on the way back. Although she was usually very quiet, the silence at this moment could be described as silence.
Zhang Huan sensed something and asked with a smile, "Are you feeling bored?"
"No, I think it's quite interesting." Zhang Yansheng said.
Zhang Huan said, "Oh," and asked, "Then are you still willing to come with me in the future?"
Zhang Yansheng nodded. "As long as I have time."
Zhang Huan was in a good mood. Not only did he complete his mother's instructions, but he also improved his relationship with his daughter. It was killing two birds with one stone.
Moreover, his daughter was all grown up. It was time for her to come out and meet more people.
Just as he was thinking, he suddenly heard Zhang Yansheng ask, "How can I become someone like Director Xue?"
Zhang Huan was startled and looked at Zhang Yansheng.
His daughter was looking at him with a serious expression that he had never seen before. Her eyes were filled with the seriousness of seeking answers.
After the National Day holiday, the old lady's words to him alone rang in his ears. "This child is very confused right now."
At this moment, Zhang Huan suddenly felt the weight of the word "father" and felt the responsibility on his shoulders.
He propped himself up on the chair and sat up straight. He asked, "Do you want to be like her in the future?"
Zhang Yansheng didn't answer "yes" directly. She looked at Zhang Huan and asked the question back, "What kind of person do you want me to be in the future?"
Zhang Yansheng's hands unconsciously clenched into fists.
She stared at Zhang Huan, wanting to know the answer.
"You?" Zhang Huan said. He thought for a moment and recalled the past. "You've been good at your studies since you were young. Your mother and I have high hopes for you. At that time, I thought that since my daughter is so smart, when she grows up, I'll teach her how to do business … "
His eyes suddenly became wet.
"Your mother thought the same. She's a person who can't stay idle. When she works hard, she can stay up for three days and three nights for a proposal. Your grandmother likes her very much. If your mother hadn't been sick, when people talk about the famous women in K City, your mother's name would be mentioned … "
Zhang Yansheng clenched her fists even tighter.
Zhang Huan sniffed and said, "Yanyan, don't be afraid. Your mother is gone, but I'm still here. I'm still young and can work for many more years. When you're older, I'll teach you. I guarantee that you won't be worse than President Xue in the future! "
Didn't he give her some money to send her away?
Why did he say something like that?
Zhang Yansheng didn't know how to continue this conversation.
Zhang Huan saw her blank expression and smiled through her tears.
She usually looked quite unreasonable and had big ideas, but she was still a child. In this kind of situation, she still had to look for the person who gave birth to her and raised her to seek answers and answers to her doubts.
Zhang Huan patted her hand. "Don't worry. You're still so young. Right now, you just have to study hard and get into a good university. You don't have to think about anything else. You and Hehe are both so smart. I'll raise you two into President Zhang's in the future. In the future, whoever sees my daughter will have to say, 'Aiya, this Zhang Huan knows how to raise children. He raised them one by one, and they won't be worse than President Xue!' "
He fantasized about the future and became proud. Suddenly, he remembered that he still had a son and immediately became discouraged. "Just shut up. This kid is useless. Aiya, what you said makes sense. This kid needs to be controlled more strictly. Otherwise, I'm really afraid that he'll be like President Xue's son in the future, always learning bad things … "
When he talked about this, he was long-winded.
Zhang Yansheng remembered that he wasn't such a talkative person in the past.
Was he old? Once a person got older, it became easier to talk. It was also easy to shed tears.
For the second half of the auction, Zhang Yansheng held his chin and looked out the window at the street scene …
The charity auction ended smoothly. Yue Song and the others were busy again. The finishing work was done, and the rest of the stage was taken care of by the PR company.
The person in charge even said, "Thank you for your hard work," and told them that they could leave.
"It's finally over." Qian Wei stretched his back and sighed. "I've really seen the world today. These rich people didn't hesitate at all when they raised their placards. They were impatient when they raised the bid by 100,000 yuan and directly raised it by 500,000 yuan to 800,000 yuan. They kept shouting millions for no reason. F * ck."
Senior Jiang laughed and said, "Don't you feel more motivated to work harder? Although we're not rich second-generation heirs, we have to work hard to become rich first-generation heirs! "
"Senior Jiang, you're really ambitious. How about this? You can become rich first-generation heirs and support me. I don't want to work hard anymore. It's more comfortable to lie down. Yue Song, don't you think so? "
The three of them chatted and laughed as they went downstairs to the hotel lobby.
Qian Wei asked, "Senior Jiang, where are you going?"
Senior Jiang had a sweet smile on her face. "Zhang Bo is coming to pick me up. Aiya, over here! "As she spoke, she waved towards the sofa in the lobby.
Her handsome boyfriend had been waiting for her for an hour. When he heard her voice, he walked over and held her hand.
He was a graduate student at K University. Qian Wei and Yue Song both greeted him. "Senior Zhang."
Senior Zhang knew that this opportunity was given to him by Yue Song, so he thanked Yue Song again. "Thank you."
Yue Song said, "Senior Zhang, you're too polite. Senior Jiang has always taken care of us in the Student Union. "
After exchanging pleasantries, the two of them watched the sweet couple leave.
Qian Wei let out an envious sigh.
Yue Song patted his shoulder.
Senior Jiang was beautiful and had a good personality. She was a goddess-like figure in the Student Union. Senior Zhang was tall and handsome. He was also a campus hunk.
The two of them were a famous couple in school. They were a perfect match.
So when it came to having a crush, it was better to … keep it a secret.
"What." Qian Wei shrugged his shoulders and shook off Yue Song's hand. "You're making it seem like I'm heartbroken. Can't I be envious? It's not like I don't know my place. Even if Senior Jiang wasn't with Senior Zhang, she wouldn't fall for me. "
Qian Wei was an understanding person. Yue Song smiled.
Qian Wei pushed him back. "Let's go. I'm too tired today. Let's not take the subway. We'll take a taxi back to school. I'll pay for it! But I can't have dinner with you. I have a train ticket for tonight. I have to go back to get my bag. "
It was winter break. The other students had already gone home. Qian Wei was from the neighboring city. He had specially applied to stay in the dormitory because he had been following the project for so long. Yue Song was also staying in the dormitory because they had been working together for the past few days.
Yue Song said, "I have something to do. I have to go home first. I won't be going back to school today."
"Oh, okay then. I'll treat you to dinner when school starts." Qian Wei was still thinking about returning the favor.
Yue Song smiled and agreed. He watched as Qian Wei got into the taxi.
After Qian Wei left, Yue Song took out his phone and made a call. "I'm at the entrance of the hotel."
Soon, a black Bentley drove over. Yue Song opened the door and got into the car. His cousin, Xue Xintong, was sitting in the car. She said in disdain, "You're too low-key."
Yue Song was dressed very normally. He didn't wear any famous brands from head to toe. His classmates and even close roommates didn't know about his family background. As for Xue Xintong, she was famous for being high-profile.
Yue Song smiled. "That's why my surname is Yue, not Xue."
Xue Xintong stared at him.
The two of them talked about today's auction. They talked about who got along well with who, and they said that they were going to cooperate on a project. They talked about who was going to fight for a piece of land in front of the provincial party committee …
When they were almost done talking, Yue Song took out his phone and handed it over. "Sister Xintong, I want to ask someone. Do you know who she is?"
Xue Xintong glanced at him and snorted. Her eyes were smiling. "What? Do you like her? "
Yue Song said, "Tell me who she is first."
The girl was very young. The two people sitting on her left and right were middle-aged men. Yue Song didn't know who she came with. He was also a little worried about her identity. She was too beautiful. He was worried that she was some unknown celebrity who came with an old man.
Although they had only known each other for a short time, such a beautiful girl was hard to forget. What's more, Xue Xintong had a photographic memory.
She returned the phone to Yue Song and teased him. "Don't worry. She's a decent girl. She's the granddaughter of the old lady of the Zhang family. "
Yue Song asked, "Which Zhang family?"
She said that she was the old lady of the Zhang family, but in fact, her surname was Song. Xue Xintong said, "She's Song Lanying's old lady."
Song Lanying's old lady was also one of the top career women in K City. When Xue Xintong said that, Yue Song knew immediately. He nodded. "That Zhang family."
He suddenly remembered and asked, "Her father is Zhang Yu?"
"No, Zhang Yu is her uncle." Xue Xintong said, "Her father is Zhang Huan. I'm talking about a project with him. "
So, this girl and Zhang Qi were not biological sisters, but cousins?
Yue Song was just thinking about it when he heard Xue Xintong say with a strange smile, "But, this girl …"
Yue Song heard his cousin's tone. He looked up. "What's wrong?"
Xue Xintong couldn't help laughing. She finally said, "She's in her first year of high school!"
She was dying of laughter. Her arrogant little cousin had taken a fancy to a girl in her first year of high school!
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