Domineering CEO: Wife remarry

Zijun is really reluctant to part with the Potala Palace. If she has enough time, she would rather go to the Potala Palace a few more times, and want to touch its true face at close distance.

But in fact, not only the Potala Palace could not be visited for the second time, but also the previously planned Nyingchi and Grand Canyon failed.

It was a bit late to come out from the Potala Palace, and the sky was gradually getting dark, but Lhasa city became more and more brilliant under the bright lights, like a 'city that never sleeps' standing on the roof of the world.

In fact, every city has its own culture. Zijun once read a book that said that if you want to understand the culture of a city, you have to go deep into the nightlife of the city.

The nightlife in Lhasa actually belongs to leisure and tourism. Most of the people walking in the streets and alleys are tourists from all over the world.

At this time, the tourists are experiencing Lhasa's special tsampa, sweet tea, and Tibetan noodles with a good sense of taste... The smell of the night in Lhasa is mixed with the breath of the distance.

And this breath, people usually call it - travel.

Every year from March to October is the peak tourist season in Lhasa, and May coincides with the Golden Week, which is also the busiest time in Lhasa. Tourists from all over the world come here, and all kinds of local accents gather in the same city, and the taste of tourism is full in Lhasa. Every corner of the city, especially the old city.

At this time, Zhang Zijun and Tong Zhenyu were walking through the old town, and Zijun's face was full of novelty and excitement, all of which seemed to her like a dream.

On Yutuo Road, directly opposite the Jokhang Temple Square, the lights are slowly changing, and the gradually dark night not only does not make the city quiet, but it is even more lively than the daytime.

On the stalls and beside the road, one after another lights are lit up, and under the lights are one after another simple small stalls.There are also a variety of goods sold on the stalls, but generally speaking, they are still dominated by various Tibetan-style ornaments.

Since ancient times, shopping at street stalls has been the favorite of girls, because shopping at street stalls can not only buy cheap things, but also experience the fun of Taobao, making their travels extra interesting.

Zijun squatted down in front of the stall to pick and choose, while Tong Zhenyu waited carefully at the side. There were too many people, and he couldn't let the people next to her squeeze her.

The various gadgets placed on the tables on the street stalls are not antiques, but they present the rich and vivid life in the city of Lhasa, which has a special taste.

After visiting several street stalls, Zijun finally found a pair of silver rings. The silver rings looked a bit gray because the stall owner hadn't cleaned them for a long time.

"How much is this?" Zijun asked, weighing the pair of silver rings in his hands.

"999," the stall owner glanced at the silver ring in her palm, and casually quoted a price.

"So expensive?" Zijun frowned slightly, and cautiously reminded the stall owner: "You are made of silver, not platinum."

"Pfft..." The stall owner laughed out loud after hearing her words: "It's only because it's printed that it costs 999. If it's platinum, do you think you can buy it at 999?"

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Well, this time it was Zijun's turn to be speechless.

"But, isn't the price a bit expensive?"

Zijun is actually not good at negotiating prices. The main reason is that she seldom buys things, and when she does, she always goes to supermarkets with clearly marked prices, and there is no need to haggle.

"If you only calculate it in terms of silver, this price is indeed expensive," the stall owner explained lightly: "But you have to look at the pattern on the silver ring, this is a thousand-year-old orchid, and this is a pair of rings. It was left by a young couple who fled during the period, which not only has collection value, but also has the meaning of love."

"Pfft," Zijun couldn't help laughing when he heard the stall owner's words. The stall owner also worked very hard to sell a pair of silver rings at a high price.

"Okay, just buy it if you like it," Tong Zhenyu saw that she couldn't put it down, so he couldn't help but said: "It's not very expensive."

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Zijun is speechless. Rich people speak differently. A pair of silver rings cost only 300 yuan in the mall, but they are sold for almost 1000 yuan at the street stall. He actually said that it is not very expensive?

But she really likes this pair of rings very much. It is indeed a bit expensive to buy a pair of silver rings at the price of 999, but considering that this is a pair of rings, it can just be her and Tong Zhenyu's wedding ring, so it is not considered extravagant.

In the end, Tong Zhenyu paid for it and bought it. The stall owner was very happy, and specially helped them find a beautiful and exquisite jewelry box in his bag and handed it to them.

"I didn't lie to you, this ring is really old." The stall owner patted the box with his hand and said, "Look at the engraving on this box, is it comparable to those gold and silver jewelry boxes now? I am not Blow, the jewelry box containing diamonds is not worth as much as my silver ring box."

This box is indeed very beautiful. It is made of pure mahogany, and the two parallel lilies carved on it are lifelike. At first glance, it is carved by a very good carver.

"From this box, the value is 999!" Tong Zhenyu took the box and said to Zijun with a smile: "How about this, the ring belongs to you, and the box belongs to me?"

"What ring is mine and the box is yours?" Zijun rolled his eyes at him, shook the two rings in his hand and said, "Didn't you hear what the boss said, this is a pair ring, a couple ring, we both wear one, This is perfect for our wedding ring!"

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Couple ring?wedding ring?Still wearing one for each person?

Tong Zhenyu immediately fell silent. Well, he admitted that he forgot about the ring when he got married, perhaps because he deliberately didn't want to think about it.

But at this moment, looking at the woman holding two silver rings in her hand, he was a little dumbfounded. The second young master of the Tong family of Changhe Industry, the president of Hongyu Real Estate, wore a silver ring as his wedding ring. Laugh out loud?

Zijun didn't know these thoughts in Tong Zhenyu's mind, so she took Tong Zhenyu's hand and put the larger ring on his left ring finger.

"Haha, don't tell me, the size is just right." Zijun shouted a little excitedly.

Tong Zhenyu looked at the extra ring on his ring finger, and didn't know what to say for a while, his little wife, how simple and easy to satisfy?

"Come on, help me put it on," Zhang Zijun handed another smaller ring to Tong Zhenyu: "A silver ring, one for you and one for me, then we will be wearing wedding rings!"

"..."

Tong Zhenyu fell silent again.

He took the ring from Zijun's hand, pulled her white and slender fingers, stood on the crowded street full of small businessmen, and put the small, slightly gray ring on it. The ring was carefully placed on her ring finger.