Trafford Buyers Club

Chapter 159
In the lobby on the thirteenth floor of the hotel, a specially hired orchestra is currently rehearsing for a performance in a few days.

As the person in charge of the banquet, Miss Zhang Qingrui of the Zhang family was also meticulously watching the layout of the venue.

For Mrs. Zhang's [-]th birthday, Zhang Qingrui naturally didn't want to make any mistakes.

No matter, even though it was a big birthday like [-], the grandmother who never liked this kind of ostentation suddenly wanted to come to such a banquet, and invited many celebrities to attend, which made Zhang Qingrui feel a little confused.

But this confusion did not dilute the joy in Miss Zhang's heart - how many people can live to be 80 years old?Isn't it something to be happy about her grandmother's eighty-year-old life and still in good health?

The string music stopped at this moment, and the conductor of the band put down the baton at this moment, and walked to Zhang Qingrui's side with a smile.

The conductor, in a tuxedo, was probably in his early fifties.In fact, he was also Gu Yuezhai's guest, and it was obviously because of his grandmother that he was able to invite this conductor over.

"Thank you, Uncle Fang." Zhang Qingrui smiled and said, "It must have been a wonderful banquet that day."

Fang Ruchang also smiled and said: "Over there, it's my honor to be able to perform for Mrs. Zhang's banquet tomorrow... Well, Ji Ping, come here."

At this time, Fang Ruchang looked for a violinist in the band - this is a handsome young man, walking slowly like a gentleman.

Fang Ruchang said: "Let me introduce, this is Fang Jiping, my son... This is Miss Zhang Qingrui from the Zhang family."

Fang Jiping played the piano in elementary school, and now plays the violin in his father's band.The band has participated in many performances over the years and has a pretty good reputation.Fang Jiping has been in contact with high society people since he was a child, and his conversation and behavior are natural, elegant and calm.

"Hello, Miss Zhang." Fang Jiping smiled slightly, even to the point that a sincere you is a hundred times better than any compliment, and at this time slowly stretched out his hand.

Zhang Qingrui reached out and shook Fang Jiping's finger lightly, "Hello."

After the point-and-shoot handshake, Zhang Qingrui said softly: "It's true that a famous teacher produces a good apprentice."

Fang Jiping said indifferently: "I'm overwhelmed... Well, Dad, I'll continue to pack my things, and you and Ms. Zhang will continue to chat."

Fang Jiping actually said hello and left.Fang Ruchang watched his son leave with a smile, and said slowly: "Oh, this son is good in everything, but he is just waiting for his age, so don't take offense."

Probably someone to introduce.

Zhang Qingrui maintains a social calmness, knowing what Fang Ru usually has in mind... Just don't show that you are interesting at this time.She cleverly changed the subject and said, "I heard that Uncle Fang is going to Belgium after a meeting?"

"Hehe, I have this plan." Fang Ruchang said proudly: "I plan to take Ji Ping to participate in the Queen Elizabeth International Violin Competition held in Brussels this time. I hope he can get a good result. Well, Qingrui also agrees. I have some understanding of this aspect, and it seems that I also like this aspect of things?"

You really can't be careless... You can get around like this.And it changed from Ms. Zhang to Qirui all of a sudden...

Zhang Qingrui has a lot of complaints in her heart, but she can't attack them. The upper class also has troubles that the upper class can't tell.The palm of her hand, which had been holding the phone, slipped imperceptibly now.

She picks the alarm, and the sound of the alarm is exactly the same as the sound of the incoming call...well, that's what it's for.

The bell now rings.

"Sorry, I'll answer the phone first." Zhang Qingrui said apologetically.

Fang Ruchang said: "It's okay, it's Mrs. Zhang's birthday, you are busy. After the performance in a few days, I will personally toast to Mrs. Zhang."

Zhang Qingrui smiled, pretended to answer the phone, nodded and walked away from Fang Ruchang.

After a while, Fang Ruchang walked up to Fang Jiping's side, but his expression was not so kind.He looked at his son and said, "This Zhang Qingrui is pretty enough, and he is generous. I heard that he doesn't have a boyfriend yet."

"Dad, I just want to practice the piano well now." Fang Jiping shook his head and said.

Fang Ruchang said indifferently: "The Zhang family's financial resources are beyond your imagination. Although the competition is important, if you have the support of the Zhang family, a big chaebol, you can really have the opportunity to make a fortune in the world. You have a bright future. Take care of yourself."

Fang Jiping suddenly became restless, "I have someone I like."

Fang Ruchang was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "Is it the lady from the Wang family last time? Or the Miss Li from earlier? I saw that you two seemed to have a good chat."

"Neither of them, Dad, don't make wild guesses." Fang Jiping said, "I'll introduce you when the time comes."

Fang Ruchang nodded and said: "That's fine. But remember, those women who are useless to you, just play it. For you now, there is nothing like the next game."

"I see." Fang Jiping muttered.

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Commercial street.

In front of the cold drink shop, the boss was looking impatiently at an old woman with a dirty face and said: "Go away, go away, don't block my business! It stinks, how do I do business when you are here?"

The clothes are patched all over, and they are a little hunchbacked.The old woman was also carrying a big off-white cloth bag, she was said to be an old woman, and if you look directly at it, she seems to be in her 60s.

There seemed to be something wrong with the old woman's eyes, and her eyes were cloudy. She stretched out her hand and touched the front before approaching the direction where the boss was speaking.But she pulled out a stack of crumpled white papers from the cloth bag very skillfully.

Black and white, with a half-length photo of a child about four or five years old printed on it, the old woman pulled out a piece of white paper with trembling hands, and said hopefully: "Boss, may I ask, have you seen this child before?"

"Go away, go away! If you want to find a lost child, go to the police station! The place where I do business here, go away, go away!"

"Boss, boss! Take a look, please take some time to take a look, please..."

"Go away, go away!"

She could only touch the wall and leave, silently and carefully put away the leaflets she had drawn out, and put them back in her bag.

The old woman then took out a bamboo pole tied to her body, and began to walk slowly towards the next store while lighting the ground.

Suffering from cataracts these years, his eyesight has long since declined to the point where he sees everything as a lump of stuff... Maybe it won't be long before he will be completely blind, right?
One by one, she just touched the past, some kindly asked her to go to the police station, some gave her some change, and some scolded her away.

But these are not what she wants.

She just wanted to hear that someone could know about the child on the leaflet.

Even if it's just a sentence 'I seem to have a little impression'.

Suddenly, she seemed to have touched a door, maybe a wooden door, and a cool breath came out, which made her feel a burst of comfort in this hot summer day.

Then there was a crisp and pleasant bell.

"Welcome, guest. Excuse me, is there anything you need?"

For the first time, the old woman heard such a polite and respectful voice... unexpectedly, someone didn't dislike her dirtyness.

She walked in right away.

(End of this chapter)