The wealthy man who wears books

When the foreigner heard that Qin Huai really came to sign up for the competition, his blue eyes flashed with excitement, he turned around in a very gentlemanly manner, opened the door for Qin Huai, and said:

"I am also a member of the organizing committee of this competition, my name is Bren, and I am very happy to serve Mr.'s competition!"

At this time, listening to the standard Cockney English spoken by the foreigner opposite, Qin Huai suddenly felt as if something had stabbed him on the back, and he was startled.It turned out that I had talked a few words in English with the other party unconsciously.

This... how to do it!

Feeling slightly sweaty, Qin Huai took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.He knew that since the words he had spoken were like water poured out, even if he regretted it, he would not be able to take it back.Now, let's talk about the things in front of us.

Naturally, he knew that Westerners put a lot of emphasis on etiquette, so he didn't take it too seriously when he saw Brune's warm and thoughtful performance.It's just that although Zhong Xin next to him didn't understand what the foreigner was talking about, seeing the warmth in his expression towards his sister-in-law made him inexplicably feel a little vaguely disgusted.

The three of them entered the registration room. There were several Chinese and a foreigner in the room, all of whom were responsible for the registration. Mr. Bren, who had just left because he said he had something urgent to do, turned back now. All were taken aback.

It turned out that this foreign man named Brun, although he spoke fluent London accent English, was an out-and-out Frenchman.His family, Francois, is the most prestigious perfume family in France today.

Although Brun is only in his early thirties, he has become one of the youngest vice presidents of the French Perfume Association because of his status as the heir of the François family.

This time, Chinatown held a competition for the election of the perfume emperor, so he strongly invited this well-known diamond bachelor in the perfume industry to be the judge of the competition.

But right now, Mr. Brun, who has three-dimensional facial features and very French romantic characteristics, has no airs of the chairman at all. He confessed to those few staff members and actually took charge of Qin Huai's registration.

Qin Huai didn't know his identity right now, seeing him take the initiative to greet him, he handed over the registration form, and he seemed to be seriously reviewing it.

It turned out that although Brun was an authentic Frenchman, he lived with his father in the French colonies of Vietnam and southern China for several years in his youth.

It was also at that time that the mysterious and vicissitudes of the Eastern Continent left an indelible imprint on the hearts of French teenagers.In particular, China's unique magnificent culture made Bren addicted to it after the initial contact.Therefore, he had studied Chinese very seriously for a period of time, and in his bones, he had an inexplicable affection for the people of this ancient nation.

Even after he returned to France and became an adult, he still had a strong yearning for the ancient oriental civilization and the mysterious China.

Therefore, as soon as the Chinese invitation came, he readily accepted it. He not only agreed to be the judge of this competition, but also was entrusted by the family to take the opportunity to investigate the Chinese market and find a suitable one for François Spices in the East. Partner.

Of course, in Brun's mind, there was another thought that only he knew.

Because after growing up, Bren gradually discovered and recognized his uniqueness, that is, he likes men, especially oriental men with a sense of mystery and smooth skin.

For example, the man named Qin Huai on the registration form in front of him.

"Mr. Qin's name is really nice. It reminds me of two beautiful ancient Chinese poems, "Smoke cage, cold water, moon cage sand, night mooring Qinhuai near the restaurant, Mr. Qin, I don't know if I remember it right?"

Bren suddenly switched to speaking in Chinese, his fluent and thick voice had a hint of Western accent, which sounded clear and pleasant.

Qin Huai smiled, and said flatly, "You speak very well."

Perhaps it is because most of the foreigners he comes into contact with in life are very interested in Chinese culture, and like this gentleman, they also like to drop their schoolbags, so the Bren reciting ancient poems in front of him did not surprise him too much.

Brun looked at his smiling face, and found that when the corners of his mouth were raised, the rouge-colored mole on the tip of his eyebrows would also pulsate slightly, showing a hint of playfulness, and he felt an inexplicable throbbing in his heart. As soon as he moved, he couldn't help looking and looking at the mole with fiery eyes.I just feel that the oriental man in front of me, wearing a Chinese-style long gown, is calm and warm, quiet and lively, just like the beautiful jade that Chinese people like, there is an indescribable mysterious charm all over his body.

"Bang bang" jumped in his heart, and he said again:

"I still remember the last two lines of this poem, 'The business woman doesn't know the hatred of subjugation, but she still sings flowers in the backyard across the river'. It is very sad to read, but it is also beautiful. Mr. Qin, when I was learning Chinese, I could recite it by heart. There are not many ancient poems, so show off and don’t laugh at me.”

Qin Huai shook his head with a smile, and felt that although the foreigner in front of him was enthusiastic and talkative, he was somewhat similar to the foreign students he was familiar with, and he was not annoying.

Zhong Xin on the side was expressionless, his eyes only fell on the table in front of him, as if he said something to the foreigner and didn't care.

But when Bu Lun said the word "backyard flower", his eyebrows frowned, his eyes quickly glanced at Qin Huai's body, and the fingers that were lightly tapped on his knees tapped harder. Knock again.

Although Bu Lun was chatting with Qin Huai, his eyes looked very carefully on the registration form. When he saw the name of the perfume was "Si Shi Jin", he nodded slightly and said:

"I used to live in Vietnam and southern China for a period of time, but I heard the name of Sishijin. If I remember correctly, it should be a kind of flower that changes color, but in terms of smell, although it is fragrant, it seems to be different. It doesn't have too many characteristics, is Mr. Qin's perfume based on it?"

Qin Huai shook his head and said:

"It's just its name. As for the source of fragrance, it has nothing to do with it."

Bren nodded, knowing that this is the product of the other party's competition after all, so he understood the rules and didn't ask further, so he continued to look down at the form. When he saw the contestant's personal information, his eyes lighted up slightly, Unexpectedly, one by one, he looked very carefully.

"Mr. Qin, your personal information here seems to be incomplete, right?"

Bu Lun pointed to several blank places and reminded Qin Huai with a smile.But after he finished saying this, he stared at those places again and took a serious look, then hurriedly said again:

"Oh, maybe we understand it differently. For example, in this column of marriage, do you think that if you are not married, you don't need to fill in it? But according to our rules, the word "unmarried" is still marked, so you can fill it in now. That's fine, as for the spouse's name and title, etc., if you fill in the word "unmarried" in front, you can naturally cross it out."

Qin Huai took the form and pen from him, but still hesitated.

Of course, he knew about these unfilled places.It's just that the reason for not filling it in is not the way of understanding that Bu Cong said.

He just really didn't think about what he should fill in there.

There seems to be an unavoidable conflict between this somewhat western-style registration form and his traditional and embarrassing status as a husband and wife in the Zhong family.

In fact, Qin Huai was wrong.

It was his fault that he thought that when he traveled to the Zhong family's mansion, what he couldn't get rid of were the old rules of the Zhong family.But he forgot that in the setting of that "Fights Break the Rich Family", the era he traveled through was not only an era of fiction, but also an era when the outside world allowed men to marry men to get started.

And at this time, Zhong Xin who was on the side saw his hesitant expression, and had already looked at the registration form several times.After seeing his empty columns, he suddenly opened his mouth.

"Aren't these places really easy to fill in? For marriage, naturally fill in married, and for the spouse's name, fill in my name, that's all."

He has been sitting quietly beside Qin Huai, keeping silent.But Brun's eyes were only focused on sizing up Qin Huai, but he really didn't pay much attention to this taciturn man.At this moment, he suddenly heard him speak, although the voice was faint, but the content of the words surprised him.

Put his name in the spouse?So speaking of it, this young and handsome Mr. Qin is actually the...wife of this slightly hunchbacked man?

Brun took a closer look at Zhong Xin's face, only to realize that this man who hadn't attracted his attention at all just now actually had an extremely handsome face.It's just that for some reason, this man seems to have the ability to make people completely ignore his original appearance in his withered and silent demeanor.

"Qin, my Chinese is still limited. I didn't hear what this gentleman said just now..."

Qin Huai felt an inexplicable heat on his face, and glanced sideways at Zhong Xin, there was no expression on the other's face, just seeing him looking over, he tapped on the blank space of the form with his knuckles.

"You fill it in, and he will naturally understand."

Marital status: Married.

Spouse name: Zhong Xin.

Spouse title: Husband.

Sure enough, from Brun's surprised and faintly disappointed face, Zhong Xin's words were verified.Now he is indeed very clear.

It's just that Western etiquette made him feel disappointed, but he still smiled and helped Qin Huai review the registration procedure again. After confirming that it was correct, he smiled and handed him an official competition certification card.

"Congratulations, Mr. Qin, you have officially become a contestant in this Perfume Emperor Contest. Remember to keep this certification card. In a few days, the organizing committee will conduct the preliminary round of the competition. I would like to remind you that only the preliminary round will pass Participants are eligible to enter the final. If you miss the preliminary round, you will automatically give up the final. Therefore, the contact information you leave is very important. At that time, they will contact you through this phone number to inform you of the entry time. "

Qin Huai smiled and nodded, "Thank you, Mr. Brun, for reminding me. These days, I will definitely pay attention to the ringing of the phone."

Hearing his words, Bu Lun seemed to hesitate for a moment, but suddenly switched to English, and said to Qin Huai with a smile:

"Qin, excuse me, let me tell you a few more words. Since I came to China, most of the time, I barely communicate with people in Chinese. Although there are people who understand English, the grammar and tone sound very strange. Sad. But when I spoke English with you today, I felt very happy. It can be said that this is the most comfortable time since I came here. So now I have a favor, can I give you some time in my spare time? Make a phone call and speak some English with me?"

Qin Huai didn't expect this foreigner named Bu Lun to be so active and enthusiastic. Even though he already knew the identity of his husband and wife, he still wanted to contact him by phone, which was really difficult.

It's just that what the other party said was not excessive, and he was the judge of the competition. Although he didn't want to be opportunistic or draw any relationship, there was no need to offend the judges and do things to reduce his points.

Thinking this way, he nodded slightly to Brun, and said in English:

"Actually, my English is very limited, but thanks to Mr. Brun, I can explain something simple to you. Besides, you are an expert in perfume, so I can ask some professional questions at that time. That's my luck too."

Seeing that the two of them suddenly spoke foreign language again, and the foreign devil's face was full of excitement, Zhong Xin finally couldn't help but said to Qin Huai:

"Now that you have signed up, why don't you go back early. The flowers and plants in the house are still waiting for someone to water and fertilize them. I usually do these things. If the time is delayed, those outsiders don't understand their temperament and mess around with them. I'm afraid that if you put a good flower, you will get sick, and I'm afraid you won't be able to survive."

Hearing what he said, Qin Huai's heart skipped a beat. After expressing his intentions to Brun, he turned around and left the door without saying a word.

On the car back, the two of them didn't speak for a while.

Qin Huai felt uneasy, knowing that what Zhong Xin said just now seemed to reveal some dissatisfaction with his communication with foreigners.But more importantly, the fact that he accidentally revealed that he could speak foreign language had already thrown a shocking thunder in Zhong's heart.

Although during the time the two of them got together, there were many differences between me and my former male sister-in-law, but those behaviors can be explained by the fact that I was stimulated by Zhong Ren's violent death and thus changed my temperament.

But a young Xianggong who was born in a Xianggong hall, like Zhong Feihong who returned from studying abroad, can speak foreign languages, but it is really unbelievable.

So, how can I fill this gap?

During this time, Qin Huai was sitting in the back seat, thinking wildly, but Zhong Xin in front was thinking about something, but he didn't ask any questions along the way.

The car drove back and forth, but it didn't seem to be heading in the direction of Zhong's house. It's just that Qin Huai seldom went out. Although the scenery outside was far from the area where Zhong's house was located, he didn't pay attention for a while.

Until the car slowly drove to a half-new old street. At the time when the lights were on, that street was obviously different from other streets. There were red lanterns hanging in front of almost every courtyard, and some In the smaller courtyard, there were even colored neon light boxes, which were rare at that time.

And on this street, the most special thing is that there are obviously fewer women, but there are more men with greasy hair and pink faces than other places.

Qin Huai had something on his mind, although he felt that the car seemed to be slowing down, as if deliberately driving slowly on this street, but he didn't think much about it.

It wasn't until the car stopped in front of a quite noisy courtyard, and he didn't move for a long time, that he came back to his senses. Seeing Zhong Xin stretching his head and staring at the gate of the courtyard, as if looking for something, he said softly:

"This place is very lively. Uncle parked his car here, thinking he is looking for someone he knows?"

Zhong Xin's gaze stayed on the gate of that courtyard for a moment, and when he heard him ask, he turned his head slightly, gave Qin Huai a deep and serious look, shook his head and said:

"It's okay, it's just that I've been driving for a long time and I just need to take a break. My sister-in-law also knows that I'm very boring. This place is so lively, and the people inside will not know me."

As he spoke, he started the car, cast a suspicious glance at the light box in the courtyard, and then sped away.

On the flashing neon light box, there were originally three fragrant characters: Xiaoxiang Pavilion.

It wasn't until Qin Huai and Zhong Xin returned to Zhong's house that they realized that the third young master's happy event had been reported from Dafang's side.

Zhong Zhi, who was originally "forced to go to Liangshan", finally confessed his love to the eldest wife He Yiru, and wanted to marry Zhong Feihong's wife.

When He Yiru finally got the word from his son that he and Zhong Feihong wanted to marry, even though he had expected it in his heart, the hand of the eldest wife holding Rui'er's shoulder kept shaking and shaking.

Rui'er, who had already secretly known the inside story, didn't even dare to lift her head, she just kept saying to herself in her heart: "It's a crime, it's really a crime."

He Yiru calmed down a little, and it was the city mansion for many years that made her slowly return to normal.He said he was happy for the two of them, but he pretended to be happy, and personally shook the phone to Zhong Jiu, on the surface to let him know that the two children had finally made a decision, and secretly, to send him a signal, Let him know that the plan the two of them had planned in advance will eventually be put into action.

So she smiled and asked Zhong Li to go to the study outside, and she wanted to talk to her future daughter-in-law.

Zhong Li agreed with his mouth, but his eyes seemed to know everything, he took a deep look at his mother's smiling face, and went out without saying a word.

It's just that the present Zhong Li is no longer the same as it was in the past when he didn't know anything. He can do whatever his mother says.

He went around to the study room, saw no one around, so he quickly turned back, and sneaked to the back window of He Yiru's bedroom, and listened through the screen window.

In the room, Rui'er was lighting the incense, and He Yiru was holding Zhong Feihong's hand, talking softly, first chatting with her, and then slowly leading the conversation to some private matters of the woman.

He Yiru only told her that the third child in his family was originally weak from the womb, so that he lacked energy in urinating since he was a child, and he went to see a lot of doctors, but it was useless.It wasn't until later that he met a good doctor from the south and gave him several good prescriptions, finally he cured Zhong Li's physical weakness and healed.

It's just that the doctor specially told him before he left, saying that the child's foundation will be weak in the end. When he marries a wife in the future, if the couple's affairs are to be normal and the offspring can be successfully raised, the woman must obey him and leave him behind. Only a pair of pills can nourish yin and yang, and strengthen the foundation of Zhong Li.Only then can this couple be in harmony with each other and extend their love to future generations.

Although Zhong Feihong is a new-style girl, she is only 18 years old after all. Hearing these things, she was already blushing.However, her heart is all on Zhong Li, and she is so excited that she will finally marry him at this time. Hearing that what the future mother-in-law said is only for Zhong Li and herself, how can she not know what is good or bad, and immediately treat her He Yiru promised that not to mention a good medicine that is beneficial to Zhong Li, even a bowl of poison, he would be able to drink it now.

When she said this, He Yiru patted her hand on purpose, and only said "nonsense" in her mouth, but there was an inexplicable tension in her eyes.

Seeing Zhong Feihong accepting it so happily, He Yiru didn't say any more, took out a porcelain bottle from a small box that only he could open, and handed it to Zhong Feihong.He also urged her not to tell Zhong Li about it.After all, a man wants to save face, if he knows that he needs to rely on his wife to take medicine to maintain his vitality, he is afraid that he will lose face, and it will easily cause bad side effects.

Zhong Feihong hurriedly agreed to put away the medicine bottle, and Rui'er, who was standing by the side, was silent, but stared at the porcelain bottle she put into her arms, frowning slightly.

After the two chatted for a while and talked about their marriage, Zhong Jiu called and said that the family had sent a car to take Zhong Feihong back, and they wanted to talk about their marriage.

After Zhong Li sent Zhong Feihong to the car and waved goodbye to her, the blood on his barely smiling face disappeared instantly.

He walked towards his residence alone for a long while as if he had lost his soul, and all the snow-white porcelain vases his mother gave Zhong Feihong dangled in front of him.

Although he was pure and kind by nature, it was only in the past.But now, he has already guessed that the pills in the porcelain bottle are by no means like what his mother said, they are good medicines for nourishing yin and nourishing yang, which can help couples conceive offspring.On the contrary, the purpose of that thing must be to let Zhong Feihong eat it, and he will never be able to conceive a child!

Zhong Li stood quietly under a crooked-neck tree, looking at the blood-red setting sun in the western sky, but he seemed to be talking to himself:

"My dear sister, I have already caused you to become like this. If I let you take the medicine that kills off your children and grandchildren, how can I, Zhong Li, have the face to face your eyes again."

He sighed, and said quietly: "Actually, I am not afraid of death. I am so afraid that even if I die, you will not be able to live either. If you want to think that the one you love is naturally the living and complete me now. Then if I am not dead , but it is no longer complete...isn't it, it is no longer me in your heart..."