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Early on Tuesday morning, Dajun drove Meng Zitao directly to Zheng Anzhi's villa. However, because there were more people coming today, all the vehicles could not be parked in front of the villa, so they had to park their cars in a nearby parking lot.
Walking to the gate of the community with the birthday gifts that he had prepared long ago, Meng Zitao happened to see Cheng Qiheng and an old man with a somewhat similar appearance, with gray hair and a childlike face, preparing to enter the gate of the community.
Seeing Meng Zitao and Dajun, Cheng Qiheng quickly waved to them with a smile, and Meng Zitao also walked over quickly with a smile.
"Hello, Mr. Cheng." When he walked up to the two of them, Meng Zitao quickly greeted them respectfully.
Cheng Xiuyuan said with a smile: "You are Xiao Meng, you are indeed a talented person."
Meng Zitao quickly said a few words of modesty, expressing that he did not dare to take it seriously. After exchanging a few pleasantries, everyone said hello to the guard and walked into the community.
When the group was about to reach the villa, they saw Shu Ze and a middle-aged man standing at the door.
Seeing Meng Zitao and the others, Shu Ze whispered a few words to the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man nodded, and then looked at Meng Zitao with a scrutinizing gaze, which made Meng Zitao feel somewhat awkward.
"Brother-in-law, you don't have to look at Zitao with a scrutinizing eye, right?" Shu Ze was speechless when he saw this.
The middle-aged man said calmly: "Since the old man chose him as a closed disciple, I have to check it. If something goes wrong and it embarrasses us, that's the second best thing. If it makes the old man feel bad, that's not the case." Putting the cart before the horse?¡±
Shu Ze said: "What you said, don't you still believe my vision? Even if you don't believe me, you still don't believe my uncle and uncle Wang's vision!"
"I only believe in my own vision." The middle-aged man pointed at himself.
"In your eyes, there are few people who are not criminals." Shu Ze said with a smile.
¡°That¡¯s all nonsense.¡± The middle-aged man laughed and scolded.
When Shu Ze saw that everyone was approaching, he said no more and went up to them with the middle-aged man.
Through the introduction, Meng Zitao found out that this middle-aged man was Zheng Anzhi¡¯s third child and Zheng Yaxin¡¯s second uncle, Zheng Chenghan.
The two sides chatted for a while, and Shu Ze led everyone into the house, while Zheng Chenghan stayed at the door to greet the guests.
Meng Zitao asked in a low voice as he walked: "Why did he look at me like that just now? Did he not welcome me?"
Shu Ze smiled and said: "Nothing, that's his professional habit. Basically, he does this with everyone he just met."
"Is he a policeman?" Meng Zitao asked again.
"Yes, detective." Shu Ze said: "I have been a police officer for more than 20 years, and habits have become natural. As the old saying goes, don't do anything bad and don't be afraid of being called. As long as you have a clear conscience. Of course, if you If you feel guilty, it¡¯s better to deal with it honestly.¡±
"What shame do I have in my heart!" Meng Zitao said speechlessly.
Shu Ze chuckled: "Then I'll ask you."
Meng Zitao glanced at Shu Ze, and then looked around: "Hey, didn't someone say that his fianc¨¦e would come? Why hasn't he been seen for a long time?"
As soon as this topic was mentioned, Shu Ze's expression immediately became a little awkward: "Well hmm, let's go have some tea first, and we'll talk about this later."
Seeing that Shu Ze was talking about him again, Meng Zitao became more and more curious about this matter. However, if this kind of thing was usually just a joke, it would definitely be inappropriate to ask further questions. So, he said a few jokes and put the matter aside.
Although today is Zheng Anzhi¡¯s important birthday, Zheng Anzhi is relatively low-key and did not invite many people. In addition to his family members, there were only a few juniors and friends with whom he had good relationships, including Uncle Wang and Cheng Xiuyuan.
In addition, thanks to the relationship between Meng Zitao and Shu Ze, Zhang Jingqiang also came, and he looked very excited. Meng Zitao couldn't help but go up and remind him a few words.
Meng Zitao and the others first went to greet Zheng Anzhi and presented the birthday gifts they had brought together. Later, Shu Ze introduced him to a group of relatives and friends. Although his personal attitude was different, he was at least polite.
Since he will be accepted by Zheng Anzhi in the future, Meng Zitao certainly wants to have a good relationship with these people. However, this kind of thing cannot be rushed. What's more, it is definitely unrealistic to please everyone. Meng Zitao approached these people with an attitude of letting nature take its course.
After a while, several more guests arrived, two of whom were Zheng Anzhi's apprentices.
Zheng Anzhi¡¯s two apprentices are both over fifty years old. One is called An Mingjie, who is short and fat and smiles all day long.He told An Mingjie and Lu Wenle about his areas of expertise and some of his collections.
An Mingjie couldn't help but ask: "Junior brother, you picked up all these things by mistake? You must be so lucky!"
Meng Zitao smiled and said: "Hey, I don't know what's going on, it seems like those things are waiting for me."
Zheng Anzhi said: "Zitao, when you say that, you are belittling yourself. If you don't have the corresponding knowledge, no matter how lucky you are, what's the use of being blind?"
An Mingjie said: "Yes, if we want to make mistakes in our industry, luck is one thing, and eyesight is the most important factor. Otherwise, why didn't others see it, but you picked up the mistakes?"
Lu Wenle also nodded in agreement. At this time, he thought of a question and said with a smile: "Junior brother, you said that your main research is on antiques, but how come you don't have a few antique collections in your hand? "
Meng Zitao chuckled: "I don't know why, it's like all the high-quality literary works are avoiding me. It seems that next time, I'll change my words, otherwise I'm worried that others will laugh at me." (Remember this site. Website: www.hlnovel.com