Trafford Buyers Club

Chapter 173 Vanity Fair

After picking up the members of Zhong's family, Zhang Qingrui immediately led them to Zhang Li Lanfang's resting room.

The old lady just kept Mrs. Zhong, saying it was to catch up on the old days.

Outside the door, Zhong Luochen looked at Zhang Qingrui and said with a faint smile, "Miss Zhang, the last time we met was to return things in Gu Yuezhai."

Zhang Qingrui nodded, has it been more than a month?She looked at the smile on Zhong Luochen's face, and for some reason, she always felt better-looking, more perfect... more unreal than when they met last time.

It's a strange feeling.

About two months ago, the second young master of the Zhong family came from the capital to visit her grandmother.At that time, Miss Zhang at least had the impression that in today's impetuous society, Zhong Luochen could probably be classified as a leader of the rich and powerful.

But now it seems to be even more outstanding... It seems that only the skin of this leader is left.

"Mr. Zhong, is he going to wait here, or come to the venue first?" Zhang Qingrui responded.

Zhong Luochen said calmly: "I'll wait here. If Miss Zhang is busy, I naturally dare not disturb her."

There are also servants who have served Zhang Li Lanfang for more than ten years, so Zhang Qingrui is naturally relieved.The members of the Zhang family are weak, and she needs to do it personally to welcome the guests.

"Then I'm sorry."

Watching Zhang Yurui leave and waiting outside together, Lao Luo, who has served Zhong's family for several generations, suddenly smiled and said, "This Miss Zhang is very similar to Miss Li when she was young."

Zhong Luochen naturally knew who the Miss Li family Grandpa Luo was referring to.He once knew the past of this old lady of the Zhang family from Grandpa Luo, and it is not difficult to hear from Grandpa Luo's dictation, how many young talents loved this young lady of the Li family back then— — Naturally, this also includes his Grandpa Luo.

Vaguely, Zhong Luochen even felt that his grandfather, the old man of the Zhong family, might also be one of his admirers back then.

Zhong Luochen smiled, and suddenly ordered: "Chengyun, go to the venue and see who is here."

"Okay, sir."

……

When the old master of the Zhong family came in, he was just carrying a small bag.At this moment Zhang Li Lanfang was drinking tea in the room with a calm expression.

Mrs. Zhong put on a smile, sat down in front of Zhang Li Lanfang, and took out the contents of the small bag, which was a delicate food box.

"This is the mark of Tongdefang, a time-honored brand in the capital." Mrs. Zhang glanced at it, a little surprised.

Mrs. Zhong smiled slowly and said: "It's been decades. Tongde Square has also disappeared with the rise and fall of the times. This food box is still left from the past. The original master has long been immortal, but I have found his heir. .Try it, this sweet-scented osmanthus cake tastes the same as back then."

Zhang Li Lanfang moved the food box that Old Mrs. Zhong pushed over, and said calmly: "It seems that you have really put a lot of thought into this old lady, Mrs. Zhong."

Old Mr. Zhong said softly: "You are old, and I am old, but in my eyes, you have never grown old."

"Zhong Gaoshun, do you understand what you are talking about?" Unexpectedly, Zhang Li Lanfang responded coldly at this time.

"I know it well, I don't know too much." Mrs. Zhong sighed and said, "Today is a good day for you, and especially for our two families. Don't be angry, just pretend I didn't say it. "

Looking at each other without words, the two of them just drank tea in silence and didn't chat... Zhang Li Lanfang didn't see any clues from Old Man Zhong's expression.

Her black card turned into a fake one, but she took it with her own hands and read it that day.She just thought that this matter should have something to do with the Zhong family, but she couldn't find any evidence for the time being.

Decades have passed, personnel have changed, the short and thin old man in front of him is different from what he was back then, it is also unknown, people are separated by belly, no one is anyone.

The room seemed silent, but in fact there had been conversations already.

Luo Qiu met the old man of the Zhong family... when he was renewing his life.As for Mrs. Zhang, this was the first time I saw it today.

This is Zhang Qingrui's grandmother, the eyebrows are indeed very similar.Luo Qiu looked at Black Soul No. 9 next to him, "Is it because you saw this old lady that you want to get back your old memories?"

Black Soul No. 9 didn't intend to hide it either: "I just vaguely feel... I recognize her."

Luo Qiu is different from the former boss, Taiyinzi became the messenger of the black soul and retained his memory, but the former black soul did not... But it is not that there are no records of the past black soul messenger in the club.Except for those who have died completely, the pasts of the remaining black soul messengers have been recorded.

It's not surprising that I vaguely recognize each other... The relationship between you is not ordinary.

Luo Qiu suddenly said: "I'll talk about your memory later. I have things to do during this time, especially today."

From this period of time, in Black Soul 9's view, the new owner has a different temperament from the previous one.The new owner tends to maximize the soul quality of the donor, while the previous owner is almost ignorant of just pursuing quantity.

Before being an individual who was somewhat touched by his past, his job was the black soul messenger of the club.This kind of job is like a brand, left in his mind.

"My subordinate understands."

Black Soul No. 9 didn't force it... because as a black soul messenger, he knew very well that no black soul messenger could force anything from the boss.

……

……

The banquet has begun.

The well-known orchestras in the city and even in the nearby provinces will give a long performance for this banquet.

Accompanied by the melodious and charming music, the guests found their acquaintances and talked in low voices.

In addition to Mrs. Zhang who has not yet appeared, Wu Qiubin saw many famous celebrities here, and of course some officials in the city were indispensable.

When the low-key Zhang family called people to get up, their influence was indeed much stronger than that of his Wu family... Even when he recognized an old man sitting quietly in a corner, he refreshed his understanding of Zhang again. The understanding of family background.

"That's the old man from the Zhong family in Beijing..." Wu Qiubin was extremely surprised, "The Zhang family was able to invite this Bodhisattva?"

Wu Qiubin adjusted his breathing, took a glass of champagne from the secretary, and approached quietly.

"Dare to ask, are you Mr. Zhong?" Wu Qiubin overwhelmed his posture to the minimum.

Lao Luo, Zhong Luochen, and Cheng Yun took a look at Wu Qiubin. Cheng Yun, who came to the venue earlier to inquire about the situation, had already told Zhong Luochen the information of the guests.Zhong Luochen whispered a few words in his grandfather's ear at this moment.

Mrs. Zhong smiled slightly and said, "Are you Wu Kaitong's son? We should have met a few years ago."

Wu Qiubin smiled and said: "The old man really has a good memory. He can even remember me when he saw me at a banquet in the capital a few years ago."

Probably because the main character of the banquet hadn't really appeared yet, Mr. Zhong was bored, so he pointed to his side and said, "Sit down, I have known your father for a long time. I heard that he is not in good health recently?"

Wu Qiubin sat down cautiously, "It's just some minor ailments, but I'm still in good health. Thank you, old lady, for your concern..."

As he said that, he looked at Zhong Luochen who was sitting next to Mrs. Zhong and asked, "I wonder if this is..."

"My grandson, Zhong Luochen." Old Mr. Zhong introduced with a smile.

Zhong Luochen nodded to Wu Qiubin, and Wu Qiubin immediately smiled and said, "It's really a dragon and a phoenix among people, the old man is very lucky."

Old Mr. Zhong said happily: "This kid still needs to be beaten more. Well, I plan to let him exercise here for a while, and please take care of this junior more."

This is a great bodhisattva, and Wu Qiubin naturally didn't dare to say anything after speaking like this, so he might as well wish for this possible opportunity to cooperate.

"Are you here alone?" Mr. Zhong suddenly asked, "Why don't you bring some young people over to see and get to know each other?"

Wu Qiubin said with a chuckle: "My two sons are still studying abroad, so I can't spare time. Well, but my nephew is here."

"Oh? Bring it here and let me see."

But Wu Qiubin stretched out his hand and pointed: "Over there, on the other side of the stage, is the one playing the violin. This kid is a bit talented and has won many domestic awards. After a while, he will go abroad to participate in a competition. "

Mrs. Zhong looked at Fang Jiping who was in the band, nodded and said, "Not bad, not bad."

Wu Qiubin took the opportunity to say: "Wait for him to have an intermission, I will ask him to come over and say hello to you anyway."

Old man Zhong has lived for many years, and he is very clear about Wu Qiubin's petty thoughts at the moment.But he himself is also a person who likes young talents. This kind of musicians will not be involved in political and business matters, so he naturally likes them more, so he nodded slowly.

Fang Jiping, who was playing, also glanced casually at the banquet venue.He saw Wu Qiubin looking at him with a kind smile.

Fang Jiping closed his eyes and focused more on his performance.

He felt that Fang Ruchang was right... There was nothing to be confused about, fame and fortune were in his own hands right now.

He grasped it tightly, and there would be nothing to worry about from now on... Even Fang Ruchang, there would be a day when he would be able to get rid of his control.

Thinking of Wu Qiubin's kind eyes, Fang Jiping silently apologized.

As the conductor Fang changed the rhythm as usual, the string music suddenly became quieter. At this time, the host of the banquet, the old lady Zhang, who had a birthday today, also walked out slowly after Zhang Qingrui's company. .

The guests began to make way for the old lady.

……

Hotel downstairs.

Xiaoman was still on the phone, but still couldn't get through... She watched the video countless times along the way, and also watched the flyer she saw from the aunt for countless times.

She gritted her teeth and walked into the lobby of this luxury hotel.

(End of this chapter)