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After the man's voice fell, Zhao Ye immediately looked at Zhou Mi again, his gaze became more serious, and he asked with a smile, "Yanxi, are you an acquaintance?"
"Of course I'm not as familiar with you. We've met for less than ten minutes, but we don't know each other at all." The man smiled half-smile.
Zhao Ye was stunned inwardly. How could these words have the meaning of protecting food?
He immediately apologized, turned around, took the small bowl off the shelf, and handed it to Zhou Mi: "I'm poor-mouthed, so I like to joke around. Don't mind Miss Zhou. This bowl is a fake imitated by my first student. If you don't mind, Zhou Mi Miss, tell this Mr. Du to take it and play with it."
Zhou Mi paused for a moment before taking the bowl, and then turned to tell Du Meng that Zhao Ye was joking just now, but the bowl is not a real antique and has no collection value.
Du Meng not only didn't mind, but was flattered. He asked Zhao Ye in English, how much is it?
Zhao Ye smiled and said, "Free!" He turned around and waved, and called a staff member from the studio to come over, packed it in a wooden box, and handed it to Du Meng solemnly.
Du Meng switched between Chinese, English and French to express his thanks, holding the wooden box is more precious than anything else.
Cui Jiahang muttered on the side, Zhao is really good at being a man, picking up the steps and descending faster than anyone else, being a favor, and earning face.
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He raised his eyes to look behind the screen, and saw a lingering tea smoke. The man poured tea for himself with a small teapot.
Anyone with a discerning eye can tell that among Zhao Ye's friends, this man has the highest status, and he relieved Zhou Mi with a single sentence. Zhao Ye is already famous, what is the background of this man?
He didn't dare to think deeply.
Zhou Mi didn't have time to think about it, and put this episode to the back of his mind, and continued to show Du Meng around the studio.
Zhao Ye was proud of the treasures in his room, and took the initiative to lead them to watch, introducing them as they walked, and Zhou Mi could just translate for Du Meng, which saved a lot of time.
After a lap, Du Meng had a great time shopping.
Cui Jiahang has already booked a restaurant for noon, and at this time he called the driver to bring the commercial vehicle over.
They were waiting on the side of the road, Zhou Mi was holding a mobile phone, checking the next itinerary, at this time, a staff member came out of the studio door, and called Zhou Mi.
Zhou Mi turned around, and the staff member said: "Ms. Zhao still has a gift for Mr. Du Meng, please help Miss Zhou go in and get it."
Zhou Mi nodded and explained the situation to Du Meng, "Please wait a moment, I will be right back."
Following the staff, Zhou Mi didn't realize until this time that if he really wanted to give a gift, he could just give it out. How could he ask someone to go back and get it by himself?
When they walked back to the hall, there was a pause¡ªZhao Ye was not there, and the man surnamed Tan stood alone in front of the French window.
Zhou Mi thought he had already left.
The staff handed over a kraft paper bag, saying that inside it was a seal carved by Zhao Ye himself, and gave it to international friends.
After speaking, he left in a hurry.
The studio is furnished with antique furniture, but the layout of the room is modern. The walls are painted white and gray, reflecting the snow outside the window, transparent and clear.
The few trees in the cold outside the window, with the wind blowing, cast light gray shadows on the white fence covered with blue tiles outside.
Snow is bright, silent and empty, and time flows by.
Zhou Mi hesitated between speaking and not speaking until he turned around.
He looked at her, smiled slightly, and without waving, he just said, "I'm not used to talking to people from such a distance."
Zhou Mi walked towards him in a strange way.
After a few steps, he hesitated, perhaps revealing the whereabouts of his heart, and he smiled again, this time with a hint of a joke.
When he got closer, he saw a cigarette in his hand. He turned sideways, with the empty hand facing her, "I haven't introduced myself yet, have I?"
Zhou Mi didn't speak, and said to himself that it didn't seem necessary.
"Talk about the banquet." He said out loud.
Zhou Mi shook his head slightly for no reason.
The man in front of him had a skin that seemed to be coated with a layer of white porcelain glaze. He had distinct facial features, and the bridge of his nose was particularly straight and steep. These days when discussing a person's appearance, it is popular to talk about "bone phase", and he has the kind of appearance that can be seen at a glance.
If it wasn't for the shape of his eyes, but for the sentimental one, his appearance could be said to be so superior that he would lose his popularity, especially in this snowy light, the amber pupils were so lightly illuminated, as if they were covered. A light layer of thin cream.
The sound is also nice, the pitch??The reason why I came to Zhao Ye this time was to pick out a gift for my grandfather to celebrate his birthday. The old man has no other hobbies, he just likes to collect some calligraphy and painting works,
Regardless of Zhao Ye's personal character, his collection is not purely for fame.
A while ago, he was entrusted by Tan Yanxi on the phone, so he prepared his things early.
? Today, Xi had time to come over to talk about the banquet, and Zhao Ye presented this painting as if offering a treasure.
Zhao Ye said with a smile: "This painting is funny and grotesque. I guarantee it to you. The old man will definitely like it. If you don't like it, take it back. I'll change it for you."
Tan Yanxi took a look and asked Zhao Ye to roll it up and wrap it up.
At this time, a group of people entered the studio, and there were a few high-browed foreigners inside.
Later, there were foreigners who wanted to buy small bowls, and Tan Yanxi rescued Zhou Mi.
Zhao Ye led people to visit around, sent the group away, and went back to the back room to see that Mr. Tan hadn't left yet.
Tan Yanxi was lying on the sofa in his rest room, just woke up, with a tired look on his brows, and said, "Your place is quiet, so you can sleep well."
Zhao Ye was delighted, "Weird Dao still has something you can admire about the third son."
Tan Yanxi sat up and raised his chin to the outside, "Is he gone?"
"Who¡ªoh, left, just left." Zhao Ye looked at Tan Yanxi, "Do you still have something to do? If there is something to do, I'll call him back."
Be quiet for a moment.
Tan Yanxi looked up at him, "What are you waiting for?"
Zhao Ye was stunned for a moment, then patted his head, "Oh. I'll go right away, I'll go right away"
He went out to dispatch a staff member, made up an excuse casually, and deceived Zhou Mi back.
Turning back to the rest room to report, Tan Yanxi said "um", stood up, straightened his clothes, got up and went to the hall to wait.
Zhao Ye didn't have the guts to intervene too much. He stood at the door of the lounge and took a look. Tan Yanxi and the translation girl were standing in front of the French window, talking in a low voice face to face.
I can't hear it from a distance, but I guess it's nothing new.
¡ª¡ªThe people around Mr. Tan come and go, and there is never anything new.
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