A genius will remember love in one second/Xiao? This is a wonderful novel for you to read.
The banquet would begin in two hours.
Zhang Qingrui was busy greeting some guests who had arrived early.
Gu Yue Zhai might be famous in the antique circle, but the other industry of the Zhang Family was one that most rich people had to show respect to.
"Miss, the Zhong Family is here."
Shi Shijie reminded Zhang Qingrui in a low voice.
Zhang Qingrui nodded, "Uncle Shijie, please help me greet other guests here. I'll go to the Zhong Family myself. "
Shi Shijie suddenly said, "Miss, Old Madame said if Old Zhong comes, you should take him to her."
Zhang Qingrui gave a start, then nodded and left leisurely. Miss Zhang wore a dress today, with light makeup, but she was the white lotus among the many beautiful flowers in the banquet.
"Hey, isn't this Manager Shi? Long time no see! "
Suddenly someone shouted Shi Shijie's name behind him. He turned around, putting on a smiling face at once, looking at that person, "Mr. Wu, long time no see."
When Wu Qiubin arrived, he asked the secretary beside him to hand over the congratulatory gift. Then, he pulled Shi Shijie aside to chat. Wu Qiubin glanced at the guest's sign-in sheet, suddenly saying, "Manager Shi, we've known each other for more than ten years. Old Madame Zhang always likes peace and quiet, though it's her birthday … but she invited so many influential people at once. Brother, can you tell me if she has any other intention? "
Shi Shijie said lightly, "Old Madame does have some arrangement. But I'll keep it a secret for now, Mr. Wu will know it later. "
"Well then! I'll wait and see what good thing it is. "Wu Qiubin smiled," You go ahead with your business, I'll find someone. "
"Take care."
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"Turn off your phones."
Fang Ruchang ordered in the band's resting room. The performance of the orchestra, especially the performance of this kind of classical music, required rigorous preparation.
Temporarily cutting off contact with the outside world so that the members could calm down and properly cultivate their emotions during the performance was naturally a very important part of the plan.
Fang Ruchang walked to the haggard Fang Jiping and sat down, saying indifferently, "There are all reputable people outside. Your face will leave a bad impression on them."
Fang Jiping forced a smile.
Fang Ruchang said, "Listen, ten years of hard work off the stage, ten minutes on the stage. No matter how outstanding you were in the past, as long as you failed once on the performance stage, all your previous efforts would be wasted. You can be confused, you can be irritable, but when you pick up the violin, you are just a violinist, nothing else. "
Fang Jiping took a deep breath, patting Fang Ruchang's hand, "Dad, don't worry. I know what to do."
He lowered his head and carefully applied the rosin on the bow of the violin.
Since she left because of money again … there was nothing to worry about.
Fang Jiping began to adjust his emotions. He turned off his phone and closed his eyes, not wanting to think about anything else.
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"Baby Tiger … Baby Tiger …"
Manman woke up with a start, but what she saw was the aunt lying on the sickbed and talking in her sleep.
She patted her shoulder. She had stayed in the hospital for a day and a night. The doctor said the aunt's physical condition was very bad. She had accumulated a lot of problems over the years, including tuberculosis.
Manman didn't find anything useful in the bag that the aunt held tightly even when she was drowning. Even the ID card was expired and couldn't be used.
She only knew that the aunt's name was Yang Ping. But she found some leaflets in the bag — the leaflets she got from the young man who posted the leaflets downstairs.
Was it fate?
Manman thought interestingly. She didn't expect to meet this aunt who was looking for her son when she fell down.
Twenty years, she had traveled over half of the country.
Manman subconsciously grasped the aunt's palm. She was injured here. The doctor said it was a new injury, but the finger bone was broken. Manman couldn't figure out how to make these injuries.
"Aunt, you will find your Baby Tiger." Manman said softly.
As if she heard Manman's voice, the aunt on the sickbed suddenly stopped talking in her dream. Manman stretched out her hand and pressed on the aunt's forehead. She couldn't help but be happy, "The fever seems to be gone!"
Her mood suddenly became better!
Manman subconsciously looked at the time and wanted to call her boyfriend — the number you dialed is powered off.
Many performers were like this before a performance. Manman had seen many of them when she was working in the theater … but she was somewhat depressed.
Stretching herself, Manman began to scroll through her circle of friends in boredom.
It was a strange public account.
"Hey, did I add this public account?" Manman curiously looked at the status of this public account.
— — It went viral in her wechat moments. Scumbag mistreated homeless aunt.
Manman subconsciously clicked on the video … It was probably at the riverside.
"Where is your son!"
"Baby Tiger, Baby Tiger, mom is coming to save you!"
Manman opened her mouth at once. She looked at the scenes in the video with anger … She didn't know how this video was shot, but it was so clear! She could clearly see the appearance of the middle-aged man and the homeless aunt in the video!
The aunty in the picture was clearly the aunty lying on the sickbed!
But more importantly, Manman also recognized the middle-aged man in the video. She was a bit panicked and couldn't believe it, "This … this seems to be Jiping's father?"
This riverside scene … she had seen it before. It was the place where Fang Jiping once strolled with her.
"This …"
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He looked up at this towering hotel.
Luoqiu couldn't help frowning … He clearly felt the breath of Black Soul Envoy here, and it was Black Soul No.9 that he had seen before.
Luoqiu knew this was the place of Old Madam Zhang's birthday party. He had secretly come here several times before to observe Fang Jiping, but he didn't feel the breath of No.9.
Luoqiu sat down in a quiet place in the lobby of the hotel … Of course, no one would notice him here.
Not long after, a wisp of black smoke appeared beside Luoqiu, but no one could see it.
"Black Soul No.9 greets master."
Hearing the voice of Black Soul No.9, Luoqiu raised his head and suddenly smiled, "I planned to visit you several days ago, but I was delayed by something. I didn't expect to meet you here."
"I also didn't expect to meet master here." Black Soul No.9 said calmly.
Luoqiu asked curiously, "Are you following your new customer here?"
Black Soul No.9 kept silent for a moment, suddenly saying, "Master, may I ask if my achievements over these years are enough for me to get back my lost memory?"
Luo Qiu didn't say anything at this moment. He just looked ahead, watching the eldest daughter of the Zhang family walk out of the elevator to the lobby.
At this moment, several people came into the hotel.
Zhong Luochen supported Old Zhong, followed by Cheng Yun and Old Luo who had followed Old Zhong for decades.
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