Tiandi Baiju

An hour later, Du Jing changed into his shirt and suit, and took the car keys. He had obviously improved, and went to the store with Zhou Luoyang.

According to Zhou Luoyang's observation, Du Jing is slowly coming out of depression.He checked the medicine he brought back from the hospital and confirmed that Du Jing was taking it as usual every day.Zhou Luoyang fully understood what the doctor said, but Du Jing's situation was different from others, and his relationship with Du Jing was also different.

He didn't know how concerned he was about Du Jing, and what "degree" he needed to grasp in his actions. If he was overly restrained, he might irritate Du Jing.But on this day and the following situation, Du Jing's mood showed a continuous stability.

Zhou Luoyang opened the door for business, but no one came, so he sat on the tea bed and used tweezers to repair the edge of a Chinese painting. Du Jing sat aside and started using his mobile phone.

"What are you doing?" Zhou Luoyang asked.

"Book a plane ticket," Du Jing said, "Go to Hong Kong."

Zhou Luoyang said: "I'll come and contact Sotheby's reception by the way."

On October [-]th, the day he went to work, Du Jing behaved as usual, but his words became less obvious. Zhou Luoyang prepared a lunch box for him. After breakfast, Du Jing said, "I'm much better. I'm going to work."

"Be careful on the road." Zhou Luoyang said worriedly.

When he came back from get off work in the evening, Zhou Luoyang could feel that he had completely recovered to the state before the onset of depression, and his spirit seemed to be better than before, but he still couldn't take it lightly.

It has been like this since a long time ago, Du Jing will only show his true side in front of Zhou Luoyang, once in contact with outsiders and Zhou Luoyang is present, he will always try his best to play a certain role well, so as not to let himself become Zhou Luoyang's burden , just like the performance during the spring outing.

Most of the time, as long as patients with depression still have physical strength, they will force themselves to play their roles well and force themselves to integrate into society, just like dedicated actors.And this always puzzled the family members who accompanied them—everything was fine outside, but why did they change their appearance when they returned home?

The people closest to them often have only one opinion of them: "hypocritical".But Zhou Luoyang knew that this was a last resort. Pretending to be a role would consume a lot of physical and mental energy, which would cause the illness to become more severe when they were alone.

Just like now, Du Jing thinks that he needs to go to work, and the responsibility of supporting his family requires him to play his role faithfully, so he will temporarily close his depressed self forcibly.

"Is everything okay today?" Zhou Luoyang said lightly, and went to change his slippers.

Du Jing sat at the door and posted for a while, put the courier on the shoe cabinet, and said immediately: "I don't go to work these few days, I'm adjusting at home, what's for dinner?"

Hearing this, Zhou Luoyang really felt relieved, and opened the courier. Inside was Sotheby's invitation letter:

"Sincerely invite Mr. Zhou and his wife."

Zhou Luoyang: "..."

Du Jing asked Zhuang Li to find someone to help Zhou Luoyang look after the store during this period of time, and Zhou Luoyang gave him a price list, in case any layman came in to buy things by mistake.

Four days later, on the weekend, Du Jing put on his watch, Zhou Luoyang packed his suit in the box, and Zhuang Li came to pick him up.

"Wow, is there still business class?" Zhuang Li said, "The upper class is really amazing."

"In the past, Sotheby's used to charter flights directly when holding auctions," Zhou Luoyang said casually. "The economy has been sluggish for a few years, so it has been changed to business class."

"Brother Jing," Zhuang Li handed Du Jing a bag and said, "It's what you want."

Seeing that the bag was very flat, Zhou Luoyang knew it was a laptop, but he still indicated with his eyes that there was nothing that would be stopped by the customs, right?

Du Jing nodded, meaning don't worry, and sent Zhuang Li to go back.Zhou Luoyang said goodbye to him, but Zhuang Li would go to Shenzhen soon, waiting to meet them at any time.

Zhou Luoyang asked for a backpack, but Du Jing said, "You don't need to bring anything. My identity is your bodyguard and assistant. Let's go."

"That's not good," Zhou Luoyang said, "Are you going to set up so many people as soon as you go out?"

"Needed by the mission." Du Jing put on sunglasses in front of the airport counter. As soon as Zhuang Li left, Du Jing regained his composure, as if nothing happened a few days ago. We can't even get invitations from high society on our own, can we?"

Zhou Luoyang replied: "Have you planned all the mission process?"

"There's no plan," Du Jing obviously adjusted his state early this morning, and said, "It's better to change than to plan. Take one step at a time."

Zhou Luoyang: "..."

Zhou Luoyang thought that Changyi recruited you to be a supervisor. I don't know if it was luck or disaster, but your boss didn't ask you any details before your business trip, and his confidence was almost blind.

"From now on, you have a net worth of nearly tens of billions, and you are an invisible rich man. You have more than 100 suites in Wan City." Du Jing said to Zhou Luoyang, "The purpose of going to the auction this time is to just stroll around and buy a few A Ru kiln porcelain cup for cat food."

"I also know about Ru kiln porcelain cups," Zhou Luoyang said, "I did my homework well, but I want to correct you, that one can't be used to feed cats."

"Anything." Du Jing said.

Zhou Luoyang said, "Others won't believe it."

Du Jing replied: "This is my business."

After the two of them boarded the plane, Du Jing nodded politely to Zhou Luoyang in the aisle side of the business class, and took out a magazine from his laptop bag.

Zhou Luoyang: "........."

It was a collection and antique exchange publication in Spanish, and the cover was a photo of Zhou Luoyang.

Zhou Luoyang almost thought he saw a ghost, he didn't remember any special interviews he had been in, but after thinking about it, he immediately realized that it was faked by Du Jing!

"Aren't you too busy?" Zhou Luoyang whispered, "Quickly stop making trouble."

Du Jingshun turned sideways obediently, looking at it from the perspective of other guests, as if the servant was being reprimanded by the boss.On the same plane, almost all Sotheby's customers were going to participate in the auction. Many people saw the magazine cover and looked at Zhou Luoyang curiously.

"Yes, boss." Du Jing said in a low voice, and put away the magazine, but his goal had already been achieved. After the plane landed and passed through the special passage through customs, several guests who lined up started chatting with Zhou Luoyang.

"I opened a small watch and antique shop in Wan City," Zhou Luoyang said politely, "You are welcome to come and have a look when you have time."

Everyone exchanged business cards with each other, and one of the guests even got to know Zhou Luoyang's family. Taking this opportunity, the guests also got to know each other.But these people are not Du Jing's main target.

"My goal is to find the head of the agency in Vietnam," Zhou Luoyang asked, "talk to them, and then get an invitation to Ho Chi Minh City, right?"

"Leave it to me," Du Jing said, "You don't have to do anything." Then he nodded to the guests coming and going in the Peninsula Hotel: "Hello, Bonjour, Hola."

"You know them?" Zhou Luoyang asked in disbelief.

Du Jing said: "I don't know each other, just greet him politely every day, maybe we will get to know each other later."

Zhou Luoyang: "???"

He didn't know the significance of Du Jing's doing this, but he thought that many customers who came to the auction usually had a lot of affairs, and most of the time they couldn't remember who was who.

"Are you a little nervous?" Zhou Luoyang suddenly understood and looked at Du Jing.

"Me?" Du Jing took off his sunglasses and said to Zhou Luoyang, "Don't be nervous, why do you say that?"

A reporter came over, greeted them, and said, "Are you two from Wan City? Is it convenient for an interview?"

Zhou Luoyang: "..."

What reporter?It was clearly Huang Ting. Behind Huang Ting was a young man carrying a camera. He should be his intern.

Du Jing blocked Huang Ting, and declined in English at a volume that could be faintly heard by the people around him: "Mr. Zhou is very tired, let's go to another day." Then he whispered to Zhou Luoyang: "Go and sit on the sofa. People are obviously interested in you, and I have seen this several times."

In the reception hall of the hotel, many foreigners were waiting. When they saw Zhou Luoyang being asked for an interview, they took a few more curious glances.

Du Jing and Huang Ting teamed up to successfully shave Zhou Luoyang's face. When Zhou Luoyang sat down on the sofa in the hotel lobby and waited, everyone around nodded and smiled at him.Zhou Luoyang thought to Du Jing that you have caused me misfortune, but he had to smile with them and exchange pleasantries for him to collect information.

Du Jing stood in the corner and took a glass of water with Huang Ting alone. After talking for a few words, the two walked to the sign-in counter.

"Ah, yes," Zhou Luoyang was in a trance, and said to a potbellied Russian businessman next to him, "Grandpa runs an antique business in China."

Zhou Luoyang didn't speak English for a while, but fortunately the other party's accent was also very heavy, he stuttered and couldn't express his words, so he started talking about Russian art.In terms of his own profession, Zhou Luoyang knew a lot, but he had very little contact with the life of the so-called "upper class".The group of guys waiting to sign in around him all had a net worth of several digits in their phone numbers, so it was easy to see through his identity, and Zhou Luoyang didn't deliberately pretend to be.

At this time, a small accident happened at the reception. Du Jing accidentally knocked over the water, so Zhou Luoyang walked over to take a look.

Du Jing trotted over, and Zhou Luoyang was halfway through the chat, showing reproachful eyes.Du Jing stood obediently behind him.

The receptionist quickly brought over the sign-in form and asked Zhou Luoyang to sign it. He happily said goodbye to the rich people and exchanged business cards with the Russian, whose name was "Svatanlovsky".

Finally entered the room, as soon as the door closed, Du Jing began to take off his shirt and tie.

"I can't play this role," Zhou Luoyang said, "It's too difficult."

Du Jing said: "You can, you have to have confidence in yourself."

The weather in Hong Kong is humid and hot, and the air conditioner in the hotel is turned on very violently, making Du Jing very uncomfortable.

He began to compare a table, and turned on his laptop, connected to the company database, and searched for names.

"When did you take the picture?" Zhou Luoyang came out of the shower, and was completely dumbfounded when he saw the form Du Jing had printed out.

"When the receptionist asked you to sign in." Du Jing said, "I overturned the water, and while they were tidying up, Huang Ting took pictures to sign in to the guest list."

Du Jing is half-naked, wearing only black trousers, sitting on a swivel chair, facing the night scene outside the floor-to-ceiling windows and pondering, his serious face reflected in the glass.

Zhou Luoyang unscrewed a bottle of drink and glanced at Du Jing.

"These people are the key targets." Du Jing came back to his senses, drew a few Vietnamese names on the paper, looked up and said to Zhou Luoyang, "Arrange time to chat with them before and after the auction."

"I can ask Lin Di to introduce you." Zhou Luoyang said, "Drink?"

Zhou Luoyang handed him the cup, but Du Jing didn't turn around, raised his hand over his shoulder, held the back of his hand with one hand, and took the cup from him with the other.

"The best way is to let people come to you." Du Jing thought for a while and said, "Introduction is not the best policy, and it is inconvenient to make a request."

Zhou Luoyang was wearing a bathrobe and his hair was still half wet. He sat by the bed and said, "The night view in Hong Kong is very beautiful, it's different from Wanshi."

From the Peninsula Hotel in Tsim Sha Tsui, you can have a panoramic view of the night view of Central and Victoria Harbour, but the price is too expensive. If Zhou Luoyang and Du Jing come out to play, they will definitely not choose to stay in this hotel.

Du Jing was silent again, and there was a little danger in the silence.

"Have you taken your medicine?" Zhou Luoyang asked.

"Eat it," Du Jing said, "I think about it every day, and I don't get sick."

"Very good," Zhou Luoyang said, "If you are sick, you need to take medicine." He patted Du Jing's head and said, "I'm going to bed first, I'm so sleepy."

Du Jing turned off all the lights, still sitting in front of the French windows thinking, and didn't go to bed until midnight, sleeping with Zhou Luoyang.

Zhou Luoyang thought to himself in his sleep, you are simply crazy, you are addicted to acting.

But early the next morning, while eating the buffet breakfast, Zhou Luoyang suddenly discovered that Du Jing's arrangement was not crazy at all, it just solved the crucial link. He nodded politely and said hello.

"They all seem to know me." Zhou Luoyang said in surprise.

Du Jing looked as usual, and said, "So you see, this character design is not too difficult."

Zhou Luoyang said: "It's still difficult, why don't you pretend yourself?"

Du Jing: "If you want to be a loyal dog, let's change?"

Zhou Luoyang: "Forget it." Du Jing's role is more difficult, but if it's just about building relationships, does it need to be so complicated?At this moment, he suddenly felt that Du Jing might have another purpose after spending so much time.

"Eat some of this." Zhou Luoyang was in a good mood, the environment of the peninsula was very good, but there was a historical problem - the table was too small.The two were eating breakfast at the small square table, which seemed a bit crowded.

"You are too polite to the bodyguard," Du Jing said, wearing wide reflective sunglasses to cover part of the scars on his face, "At this time, I should stand behind you and leave a space for someone to come and strike up a conversation with you .If you arrange this way, you will soon be seen through."

Zhou Luoyang started to eat the fruit tart and said, "I don't want to strike up a conversation with anyone, I just want to have breakfast with you."

Du Jing obviously liked these words very much, although he only had a cup of black coffee and a few square buns in front of him.

"The young master is not the kind of person who calls people around and has no manners. You are not an ordinary bodyguard either."

Du Jing touched Zhou Luoyang under the table with his knee: "So I adjusted the character a little bit, and it's a bodyguard who has been by your side since childhood. Hi, hello."

A middle-aged man with dark skin came over, stretched out his hand to Zhou Luoyang, and said, "Mr. Zhou, hello."

Zhou Luoyang was a little surprised that he knew his surname was Zhou, put down the napkin, and was about to get up, but Du Jing stepped on him lightly under the table, telling him not to get up, just sit and shake hands, don't give the other party too much face .

"Are you a bidder or a client?" the middle-aged man asked.

"All of them," Zhou Luoyang said, "I have something to participate in the auction, and I want to see what I can buy by the way."

This is true, there are too few things in Zhou Luoyang's store, and when you attend Sotheby's, you can occasionally pick up a leak, take it back and hand it back, and maybe sell it for a good price.

"Well, that's right." The middle-aged man said.

Zhou Luoyang was very familiar with this answer, and said with a smile, "Are you Japanese?"

"I studied in Japan for a while," the middle-aged man smiled politely, "I was just looking for some information from my colleagues in the industry. I heard that you are from Wanshi, so I just asked."

Zhou Luoyang immediately felt as if he had just woken up from a dream, and said, "Let's change the table?"

"No, no," the middle-aged man took out his business card and said immediately, "I've already finished eating. If you're free, let's make an appointment."

"I forgot to bring it." Zhou Luoyang smiled awkwardly, and said to Du Jing, "Why didn't you remind me?"

"It's okay," said the middle-aged man, "you can contact me anytime."

On the business card was a Southeast Asian name called "ThamPuan..." Zhou Luoyang struggled to identify the pile of Roman pinyin, and there were phonetic symbols on it.

"Chen Biaojin," Du Jing scanned with the translator on his mobile phone, "Vietnamese, scholar of Champa culture, director of Ho Chi Minh City Cultural Relics Protection Research Association."

The first target took the initiative to come to the door.Zhou Luoyang put away his business card and said, "What does he want from me?"

Du Jing spread his hands, not knowing.

After a while, the blond girl next to the Russian businessman yesterday came over and said to Zhou Luoyang, "Mr. Zhou, Mr. Svatanlovsky invited you to have afternoon tea together today. Do you have time?"

"Of course." Zhou Luoyang said hurriedly.

At this time Du Jing took off his sunglasses and looked at her seriously.

"At three o'clock in the afternoon, he'll be waiting for you at the afternoon tea restaurant of our hotel," the beauty said with a smile, "See you soon."

"You speak Chinese really well." After the girl left, Zhou Luoyang glanced at her back, she was tall and slender.

"Ukrainians," Du Jing said, "must have lived in China."

"Good figure?" Zhou Luoyang said, "Do you like this type?"

Du Jing put on the sunglasses again, and said expressionlessly, "I like it, it's very sexy. The voice is also nice."

Zhou Luoyang: "I like it too."

Du Jing: "Do you want to pursue her? I can try for you."

Zhou Luoyang said: "That Mr. Mr. Sky will blow my head off with one shot."

"You also have a driver, your driver can kill him first." Du Jing said casually.

Then came the third person, a graceful and tall Southeast Asian girl with waterfall-like black hair, exquisite makeup, and a classical oriental charm on her face.

"Hi." Zhou Luoyang nodded to her.

She first reached out her hand and shook hands with Zhou Luoyang, but her eyes turned to Du Jing.Du Jing remained motionless, wearing sunglasses, Zhou Luoyang couldn't see his eyes.

"Are you Chinese? I seem to have seen you somewhere?" The girl suddenly said to Du Jing.

Zhou Luoyang: "???"

Du Jing said inscrutably: "No, I've never seen you, ma'am, you've got the wrong person."

The girl took out a small business card from her handbag, put it on the table, smiled, nodded and left.

Zhou Luoyang glanced at the business card. It was the CEO of an import and export company in Thailand, named Su Pu.

Zhou Luoyang: "How is your old friend?"

Du Jing was silent for a long time, and said, "I don't know, I don't know her."

"Oh." Zhou Luoyang didn't realize what this meant, but Du Jing understood the dangerous meaning behind this person appearing out of thin air.

Things are not completely under his control, maybe there is something wrong in a certain link.

After a while, Du Jing said to himself: "What do you mean? I have never seen her before. Who is this person?"