Wife-chasing crematorium of a wealthy old man

Before he could take two sips of Ganmao Ling, the phone rang again.

It's Ji Shu.

"What's the matter, Mom." Qi Zhijie walked towards the living room with a glass in his hand.

"When will you come back to Lanjing for the New Year? The old man has been talking about it." The female voice on the phone was gentle, with an accent from the Jiangnan area.

His eyes darkened: "Why didn't he call me himself?"

"You don't know your grandfather yet? If you don't return to Zehua, it's impossible for him to take the initiative to show affection to you."

"Knowledge is in good health now. I believe he can handle Zehua's affairs well. As for me... I have more important things to do." After he finished speaking, he drank the light brown liquid in the glass in his hand.

"You can just tell your mother about this, but don't tell your grandfather, he will definitely scold you bloody." Ji Shu knows his father who is getting older and more bad-tempered. When Qi Menghua heard this, he must have been banging on his crutches and cursing.

"I know." Qi Zhijie also understood, after all, in Qi Menghua's eyes, nothing is more important than family business and reputation.

"I still have a drinking session, so I won't talk to you anymore."

Qi Zhijie was hung up, put down the phone slowly, turned on the TV and started watching the noon news.

His good friend Meng Xiangbei said more than once: "Aunt Ji's life should be much more exciting than yours."

The weather in Fudong finally started to warm up, and the snow on the roads melted away before the New Year.

Although it was much warmer than before, Mu Xun, who was not wearing long johns but only a three-piece suit, was still frozen like a dog at the entrance of the exhibition.

"Mr. Mu, you are here. Chairman Mu is in good health recently." The helm of Jin's Jewelry came up to shake his hand.

Mu Xun hated others touching his hand. Seeing that the other party greeted him with a smiling face, he reluctantly extended his hand, shook it symbolically, and then took it back immediately: "He is in good health, thank you, Boss Jin, for your concern." .”

"That's good... Next time I have to ask him to look at the processing of several raw materials with me..." Before Jinshan finished greeting, a new guest came from not far away, so he reached out his hand to Mu Xun Walking forward, "Xiao Mu, you can do whatever you want, we will talk later."

Mu Xun nodded, thinking that he was finally going to go in and turn on the heater, he couldn't bear a minute without the heater.

As soon as he entered the door, he took out the towel on his chest to wipe his hands.

Chen Si also came today, wearing formal attire, waving at Mu Xun.

It was rare for Mu Xun to see him in a suit, walking over: "You look like a dog today, I don't think I'm used to it."

"I haven't seen you in so many days, so you'll always make fun of me when we meet." Not to mention that Mu Xun felt uncomfortable, he himself felt very strange, "Isn't the imperial decree from the family asking me to represent it? I can't wear what I wear at the bar here."

Chen Si was two years younger than him, and his frame was also small. Wearing this ill-fitting suit, he looked like a child who stole adult clothes.

He suddenly remembered Qi Zhijie's description of Chen Si as a guy on a dog leash, and he felt that the older the old guy, the more poisonous his mouth was.

"Don't be dumb, I'll take you to see that old thing from the Qing Dynasty." Chen Si subconsciously hooked Mu Xun's shoulder, and dragged him to the center of the exhibition.

Jin's main focus this time is a necklace inlaid with emerald gemstones. If this is the case alone, it is not worth being watched so much to drive up the price.

It is said that the emerald gem inlaid in the center was handed down from the prefect of the former Qing Dynasty. The Jin family took a lot of effort and paid a lot of money to get this gem into his pocket.

Most of the people in this exhibition came for this thing, so the showcase was crowded with people.

Standing outside the crowd, Mu Xun and Chen Si couldn't see why, as they didn't want to get involved in the crowd, there was Qi Zhijie.

When Mu Xun found him, this guy had been staring at him for a long time.

The man is dressed in light-colored woolen clothes, and the eye-catching thing is that the dots on the inner lining are made by Suzhou embroidery.

An insider can tell at a glance that it took a lot of effort to make the material.

His eyes were too naked, undisguisedly projecting towards him and Chen Si.

The guy put his hand on Axun again.

His expression turned cold instantly, and there was a sharp arc between his brows.

Chen Si didn't know why, but suddenly felt a wave of cold air rushing towards him, causing him to shiver unconsciously: "Why do I always feel chilly?"

Mu Xun glanced at Qi Zhijie not far away from the corner of his eye.

Unconsciously.

He looked like he wanted to eat people, so it was no wonder that Chen Si felt a chill down his spine.

Mu Xun knew that the old man was so angry that he was going to die now, and that Chen Si's hand was on his shoulder again, but seeing the man's appearance, he was inexplicably happy to die, so he deliberately stretched out his hand to wrap around Chen Si's waist, sticking it on his shoulder. He whispered in his ear: "There are too many people, I don't really want to see it."

Chen Si nodded, not realizing that his good brother was behaving abnormally at all.

Qi Zhijie who was not far away saw the big scene of the two whispering intimately.

He is very glad that the chrysanthemum tea in his thermos cup is filled with fire-reducing chrysanthemum tea, otherwise he would really be so angry that he would have a nosebleed.

Meng Xiangbei, who squeezed out from the booth, looked at Qi Zhijie who was standing aside with a cold face, and was a little puzzled: "What's the matter? Why don't you go and have a look?"

"I've seen it, it's not a rare item." He said coldly, his eyes still falling directly on Mu Xun.

"Hey, you have to be responsible when you speak." A man in a dark suit appeared out of nowhere.

Dressing up with extravagant accessories did not show any extravagance, on the contrary, it gave people a feeling of nouveau riche after too much force.

The man walked in front of Qi Zhijie, and looked at him with his nostrils, looking up like he was pulling two to five or eight thousand.

The crowd on the side all looked over upon hearing the sound.

However, he is not as tall as he is tall, and it makes people think it is weird to pretend that he is not.

Qi Zhijie glanced at him coldly, and said slowly, "Is there any sales at the exhibition?"

The man was severely embarrassed by this abrupt sentence, not to mention he would be choked, and Meng Xiangbei next to him was choked and speechless, but the more he tasted, the more he felt that this guy was appreciative Makes sense.

Wearing a suit with such a cheap temperament is quite like selling.

"I haven't introduced you yet, Lao Qi, this is Jin Minghe, the son of Jin's Jewelry." Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Meng Xiangbei suppressed the unbearable smile on his face just now, and hurried out to smooth things over. "Young Master Jin, I haven't seen you for a long time. This is my friend, Qi Zhijie, the owner of Xunmu House."

Listening to Meng Xiangbei's words, Jin Minghe's flushed face showed disdain and contempt for a moment: "Ah, it's understandable for a young boss who has never seen the world to say such things."

Mu Xun, who was also standing aside to watch the fun, clicked his tongue when he heard Jin Minghe's words, he was about to commit embarrassment for others again.

"I haven't seen much in the world, but I know that your thing is not a rare thing." Qi Zhijie spoke slowly, his tone was flat, without the slightest emotion.

"This was bought from a descendant of the prefect of the former Qing Dynasty. How many experts have studied and appraised it. Boss Qi, how many things from the former Qing Dynasty have you seen and enjoyed? Splashing such dirty water at our exhibition, everyone You can see his heart." Jin Minghe yelled loudly on purpose, not knowing exactly who he wanted to keep from stepping down.

Meng Xiangbei rubbed his forehead and felt a headache. He had never seen anyone dare to talk to Qi Zhijie like this when he was so old. He really didn't know how to smooth this messy situation.

The venue fell silent with Jin Minghe's yell.

Qi Zhijie frowned slightly. He was very annoyed when people spoke loudly to him, which made him feel like his saliva was flying all over him.

He took out a handkerchief from his chest and began to wipe his hands, with an undisguised look of distaste on his face: "You should take a good look at the color of the emerald, it doesn't mean that it is an old thing because of its small flaws. The color is not the best, and the oiliness is too high. After many times of processing and polishing, this thing that is not a good product is even worse. Don’t you think you have a lot of experience? If this thing is called good in your eyes If you have lost something, then I can only say that you are too pitiful, after seeing so many things, you have never seen a good thing."

In fact, he was too lazy to talk so much nonsense, but it was rare for someone to question him like this, and it was really a long time ago.

The guests who come and go are more or less familiar with antiques, and after hearing his analysis, they all feel that this is the case.

Chen Si listened to the man's long analysis, blinked his eyes, and then recognized him as the official man from the bar: "This is not...isn't this the prince of the Zehua Group."

Mu Xun was a little surprised that Chen Si knew his identity, he thought he was the only one present who knew.

"You..." Jin Minghe almost gritted his teeth, and lowered his voice to threaten Qi Zhijie, "You'd better make a public apology and say that what you just said is nonsense, otherwise I and our Jin family want you to look good, you and your ass Don't even think about staying in Fudong."

Listening to his words, Qi Zhijie couldn't help laughing.

It had been a long time since he had been threatened like this, and it was really something new.

"That...Young Master Jin, please say less...speak less..." Standing closer to the north, Meng Xiangbei heard what Jin Minghe said just now, and his jaw dropped in shock.

He simply thought that Jinshan people were pretty good, and he really didn't want to see his family fall like this.

Seeing that Qi Zhijie was silent for a long time, Jin Minghe thought he was afraid, and showed a smug smile: "Meng Boss, when you see me all these years, when have you never said anything?"

"It's very interesting." Qi Zhijie tucked the neatly folded handkerchief back into his neckline, "Then I'll just wait and see, Young Master Jin."

After he finished speaking, he walked past Jin Minghe and walked outside the venue.

Meng Xiangbei hurried to chase, but was stopped by Jin Minghe: "Don't go, Boss Meng, we haven't seen each other for a long time, you are in such a hurry to go." He said, his eyes signaled the bodyguards standing on the side of the venue to leave from the back door To block Qi Zhijie.

This Jin Minghe has always done things without rules and bottom lines, relying on the little power in his hand to put on airs everywhere, he wants to get rid of people who don't like him.

During the three years in Fudong, Mu Xun had also heard a lot of frightening rumors about him, and seeing this battle, he knew that this guy had ulterior motives.

"I'll go out for a while." He left a sentence, and quickly chased after Qi Zhijie who disappeared at the gate of the venue.

Only Chen Si stood there in a daze.

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