When she saw Amei's hands on the strings of the guitar, she finally understood what the word 'bright' meant.
She was wearing a simple white shirt. She was sitting on the bar's most common high stool with one leg bent. Her figure was well-proportioned and slender.
Her eyes were shining brightly.
It was as if a gentle breeze had blown in from Muse.
Jiang Yansheng initially thought that the plastic glow stick in her hand would not be of any use, but she subconsciously held it and waved it twice. She looked around and realized that many people had one in their hands.
"This girl still doesn't know how much attention she has attracted." Seeing Jiang Yansheng smiling, the bartender moved closer politely. He was not as flirtatious as before. He just sighed seriously.
"Yeah."
So there really was someone who should be sitting in a shining place.
She was suddenly glad that she had heard Amei's piano performance at the Garden Restaurant. Even if it was not for the company's endorsement, she would regret missing out on such a friend.
After the band finished their song, a man in bartender clothes walked up with a bouquet of flowers. It was not a rose, but a bouquet of small white flowers in his arms. They were on the verge of falling, blooming beautifully and as pure as snow.
"The one who sent the flowers was not the bartender. He sent it on behalf of someone else. Every time the guitar player receives flowers, it is the bartender who sends them. They were still guessing whether she bought the flowers for herself."
Jiang Yansheng said, "Oh?"
"I think I've seen this flower before." An Di supported his head with one hand and gently swirled the wine glass with the other. The wine inside was glistening.
Jiang Yansheng smiled. "Marguerite chrysanthemum."
An Di was stunned for a moment. She poked her temples with her fingers and thought for a while before she came to a sudden realization. "Yes, I know. It's just breaking off the petals one by one and saying whether you like it or not. It's a flower for divination."
"Yes."
Not only that, it was also a flower that represented a crush.
Jiang Yansheng looked at Amei, who was smiling happily after accepting the bouquet, and sighed in his heart. That was why he could not have bought this for himself.
Because a few years ago, she seemed to have carried the same dark and dull thoughts and bought the same words. ^ # $$
But later, she realized that all kinds of flowers were the same. Even if she didn't send flowers, it was still the same. If she didn't like it, she still didn't like it, and if she would leave, she still left.
An Di's glass was emptied very quickly. Jiang Yansheng waved his hand and ordered a few more glasses for him. She suddenly put her arms around his neck and moved closer to him.
An Di lifted his eyelids slightly and smiled. "Jiang, why are you so close to me all of a sudden? I thought you were interested in me."
Jiang Yansheng glanced at her. "Don't worry. I don't have any thoughts about you."
She gently hooked the tag on An Di's chest with one finger and gently moved it. The thumb-sized tag flashed with a golden luster. "Pure gold?"
An Di whistled proudly. "Of course. Many people want it but don't have it."
This was his living signboard in all the bars in Milan.
Not only was he good at drinking, but he was also good at fighting.
Jiang Yansheng patted her on the shoulder. "Let me tell you something. Don't feel bad."
An Di pricked up his ears.
"I've seen this tag before. It's the same one." The music suddenly exploded in his ears. Jiang Yansheng turned his head to look at the incomparably hot stage and pointed with his finger. "That's the one over there. The girl who received the flowers just now. She has the same thing on her neck as you."
"You don't know her?"
An Di looked at her suspiciously. "How is that possible? She doesn't look like she's a fighter."
"But I can't rule out that possibility." He hesitated for a while, took a big gulp of wine, and snorted coldly. "I didn't expect China men to be so weak. How could they let a petite woman take the tag?"
Jiang Yansheng revealed a surprised expression and asked the question that he had been wanting to ask for a long time, "What does the sign on your neck mean?" The look on the face of the thug called Wild Dog at Rainbow Hall changed after seeing An Di's tag.
An Di raised his chin and waved at her, asking her to move closer. "This thing."
He gently took the tag from Jiang Yansheng's hand and waved it in front of them. "You can get a 50% discount if you bring it out."
Jiang Yansheng jumped down from the stool and turned to go to the washroom. An Di laughed and stopped her. "Jiang, why can't you take a joke?"
"This sign actually represents one's status. Just like the Rainbow Hall we saw last time, Muse also has one in Milan. It should be said that there are branches all over the world that have them. However, the champion of each arena is different. If you win six consecutive matches in the Moon Arena for half a year, you can get this sign."
An Di turned the little thing in his hand to reveal the side with the letters. "The letters that the owner gets are all Jack."
"It corresponds to the J in poker, which means guardian."
"The guy you asked me to save last time was too simple-minded. Even if he won that round, he would still be killed by Ring Owner Yue. He might not be on the stage, but on an empty street outside of Muse. "
Jiang Yansheng sat back on the stool and raised his eyebrows at An Di.
"I think he should have turned over a new leaf by now. That guy is now lying peacefully in the hospital."
She turned her head and saw a flash of light on Amei's neck. "As for her piece, I didn't see it clearly. But if it's a tag that can only be obtained by fighting and risking one's life in the ring, I think I might have seen it wrong. Maybe it's just an ordinary necklace? "
She blinked. In fact, she had clearly seen Amei's piece and the letters on it when it was flipped over.
However, it was slightly different from An Di's. The letter on that necklace was' King '.
…
A few days later, before she even walked to the office, the little assistant standing at the door of the office dawdled and panicked. Jiang Yansheng already knew that there was something inside.
"Director, that flower …" The tip of the assistant's nose was full of sweat.
Jiang Yansheng exhaled and smiled. "It's okay. I'll take care of it. You can go back to work first."
The assistant's mouth was half open. She trembled twice and said quickly, "I have an interview with HR at ten o 'clock. Director, don't forget about it."
"Recently, the HR in the HR department has been in a bad mood. The new students who come to our company are always a little rude."
Jiang Yansheng pushed the door open. "Remind me of the time. I'll pay attention to what you said just now."
Before she closed the door, she gave the assistant a gentle smile. The assistant covered her pounding heart and leaned against the glass. She muttered in her heart. What An Di said last time seemed to make a little bit of sense. The director was actually not as scary as she had imagined.
The assistant held her chin and looked inside silently. She did not know who it was that sent flowers to the director every day, and they were the reddest roses.
Jiang Yansheng calmly picked up the roses on the table. This time, it was quite simple. Gu Yan did not even sign his name. He directly wrote a line of poetry: I am only sad for love. I am only dying for love.
She glanced at it and sneered.
Then she put the card in the drawer containing the divorce agreement. In her opinion, they were all of the same weight.
Ding.
As soon as he sat down, his phone rang. Jiang Yansheng frowned and picked it up. When he saw the name of the caller, he quickly picked it up.
"Zhouzhou, what's wrong?"
"Yansheng, recently, I …" Yu Zhouzhou's voice seemed to be struggling. After a while, she made up her mind and said, "I don't have enough money to pay for Fu Minglang's medical expenses. If I can't pay it today, the nurse came to me just now and said that she would directly ask him to leave the hospital. I want to borrow 2,000 yuan."
Jiang Yansheng rubbed his eyebrows. "Zhouzhou, didn't I give you a card when I went to the hospital last time? Why did you return it to me later?"
Yu Zhouzhou grew up with her. Their relationship was the kind that if she and Fu Minglang fell into the water at the same time, Yu Zhouzhou would choose to save her first. Even a hundred men would not be able to break their relationship.
However, Yu Zhouzhou's family was very different from hers. Yu Zhouzhou's parents were very close, unlike her family, which was a mess. Therefore, Yu Zhouzhou was educated to be a rich person like an ordinary person. When Yu Zhouzhou was very young, her parents did not give her much money.
After she fell out with her family because of Fu Minglang, her parents even cut off all of Yu Zhouzhou's original credit cards and stopped her from working. They only hoped that Yu Zhouzhou would admit defeat in front of her parents. After she broke up with Fu Minglang, the matter was over.
Yu Zhouzhou's personality was a little weak, but she was especially serious when it came to love. She had not had a good talk with her family for several years and had been working for a long time.
There was a slight sound of electricity on the other end of the phone. Yu Zhouzhou sighed softly. "Yansheng, I don't know when I can pay you back for the money you spent for Minglang last time. I don't want to owe you anything else. I'll pay you back the 2,000 yuan when I have money at the end of the month."
Her voice was a little anxious. She was not joking. She could vaguely hear a man's voice next to her.
Jiang Yansheng lowered his voice and said helplessly, "Zhouzhou, I don't lack money. You really don't have to do this."
"Don't hide it from me. Didn't you save the money for a long time to raise a gigolo when you get older? With the little money you have working for the Jiang Clan now, how much money do you have? The last time you brought Gu Ran to me, my heart skipped a beat. I was thinking that you had spent all your money, and I reckon that by the time this gigolo bought a suit, you would have run out of money. "
Yu Zhouzhou let out a long sigh of relief. "Fortunately, he is your ex-husband." She added softly, "I heard that he is quite rich."
Jiang Yansheng was speechless.
She really did not expect that a casual sentence she said when she was young would be remembered by Yu Zhouzhou for so long.
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