Sourness

"Yan Fu?" Lin Qingshan was thoughtful, "If it was him, why did he choose this time to be in the limelight? He has been back to China for several years, and there was not much movement about building a museum before. Didn't he always keep a low profile?"

Qin Han was sitting in his office, wearing a crisp shirt, but he had dark circles under his eyes, as if he hadn't had a good rest for several days.

He poured Lin Qingshan a cup of hot tea, with a look of tiredness that he couldn't hide, "I'm getting older, so I should drink less cold things. Now, my tea is pretty good."

Lin Qingshan's brows were still furrowed, "Have you been with him a lot?"

"We can't talk about contacts." Qin Han frowned, showing displeasure, "He is going to donate a sum of money to the school, and he is talking with the people in the school about how it will work."

Lin Qingshan nodded.

Donating money to the school is a good thing.But this kind of thing certainly can't be handed over to assistants or subordinates.It is estimated that during this time, Yan Fu has been running here a lot.

Lin Qingshan couldn't figure it out, "I just want to win a good reputation. When the museum was built, it can be operated properly. Why wait until now... What do you think this kid wants to do?"

Donating money to the university again, and setting up some kind of association, it always makes people feel weird that a person suddenly becomes uncharacteristically high-profile.

Even if you do something good, it makes you feel uneasy.

This is how Lin Qingshan feels now.

Qin Han didn't make a sound, and after a while, he suddenly asked Lin Qingshan, "Tell me, is it true what he said...that there are enemies?"

"I don't know." Lin Qingshan can't remember what he said back then, "He disappeared as soon as he graduated from university, and the news of going abroad is still spread among classmates... After so many years of no contact, who knows what he thinks of?"

Qin Han's eyes became meaningful, "For so many years, I must have had no contact with ordinary classmates like us. How dare you say that I have no contact with you?"

Lin Qingshan looked at him a little funny, "Look at your expression..."

Qin Han asked, "Really?"

Lin Qingshan spread his hands generously, "Call each year during Chinese New Year and say Happy New Year Gong Xi Fa Cai... Is this considered a connection?"

Qin Han laughed, "Forget it, why not."

"It's so perfunctory, can't it be counted?" Lin Qingshan disagreed with his words, "Look at him returning to China, collecting, donating cultural relics, and building a museum later... When something really happened, which one told me?"

"That's true." Qin Han thought for a while and said, "Yan Fu, when he was young, was full of thoughts all day long, and he really didn't talk to anyone."

Lin Qingshan became a little suspicious, "You said, he disappeared for a few months when he graduated from university... Could something happen at that time?"

Qin Han spread his hands, he couldn't answer this question.

Yan Fu and them are classmates, but they are just ordinary classmates, and they have not had any close contacts.He can still recognize this person after many years of separation, which is considered to have an outstanding memory.

Qin Han thought for a while, and suddenly asked Lin Qingshan, "How do I remember when I was in college, his family's conditions were not very good, and then he went abroad..."

Lin Qingshan was also taken aback for a moment.

Maybe when I first heard about these things, I had various guesses in my heart, but after all, it involves people's privacy, and no one would ask directly, "Where did you get the money for going abroad?"

"Maybe someone funded it?" Lin Qingshan was puzzled, "I remember that he is not from Binhai, why would he build his museum here when he has money?"

Ordinary people's thinking, even if they have money and want to give back to the society, they usually choose their hometown, right?

Qin Han shook his head, "Let's not talk about him now. The Antique Association will hold a meeting in a few days, and I don't know what will happen... I think you should not participate."

Lin Qingshan never liked to participate in various activities of the Antique Association, but now he took the initiative to participate in this summer's exchange meeting, and Qin Han guessed that there might be other things involved.

"Yan Fu is different now," Qin Han reminded him, "he is rich and powerful, full of style, and has a very good reputation."

Lin Qingshan thought to himself, not to mention being rich and powerful, but still able to pull up a collector's association and put on a provocative posture to fight against the antique association, it really deserves the words "rich and powerful".

The brothers and sisters discussed some old classmates in the past, and then talked about asking Qin Han to be the introducer and let Miyue work under him for a period of time.

Lin Qingshan said, "This time, I may have to stay a little longer in Binhai, I don't want to watch young people wandering around all day, not doing business."

Qin Han welcomed this.

Xi Shuo hurried down the steps and opened his arms, ready to give his friend a big hug.

When he got closer, he noticed that Mi Yue was still holding a white-haired dumpling in her arms.At first he thought it was some kind of doll, such as some plush pendant that little girls like to hang on their backpacks, but before he came over, the fur ball raised its head vigilantly, staring at him with a pair of black grape-like eyes, There was a squeaking sound like a little mouse.

Xi Shuo, "..."

Mi Yue pinched Mao Tuanzi's little paw reassuringly, and said to it: "This brother is called Xi Shuo, he is my good friend."

Xi Shuo, "..."

So he also has a fox brother?or sister?

Miyue introduced Mao Tuanzi in her arms again with a serious face, "This is my friend, named Little Pearl. His hometown is on the mountain, and he came to travel with me."

Xi Shuo, "..."

Xi Shuo was a little dumbfounded, it seemed that Miyue always changed the normal plot direction into a fairy tale drama by herself.

Following Mi Yue's example, he stretched out a hand to the little fox, "Hello, little pearl, I'm Xi Shuo, and I'm Mi Yue's friend."

Little Pearl still kept a vigilant attitude and looked him back and forth.

At this time, Da Mao got out of the car and saw an acquaintance, a shy smile appeared on his Mao face.

Xi Shuo waved at it, "Da Mao, long time no see. I asked the kitchen to cook corn and purple sweet potatoes for you. They were delivered from the farm early this morning, but they are fresh."

Da Mao came over, grabbed his hand and shook it, as if to express his gratitude.

Xi Shuo was immediately moved.

It turns out that he still has the potential to be actively approached by small animals.Maybe his appearance, in the eyes of small animals, means that he is very kind.

But Mi Yue knew that was not the case, Da Mao was demonstrating to Little Pearl.

"That's it," Da Mao said to Little Pearl solemnly, like a substitute teacher: "Look, this is a human etiquette, called a handshake ceremony. It's just...it means greeting between the same kind."

Little Pearl suddenly realized that this elder brother treated her as the same kind.

Little Pearl was immediately moved, and tremblingly stretched out a paw towards Xi Shuo, "You... hello."

Xi Shuo understood in seconds and was flattered.The little hairball who was wary of it just now stretched out its paws and asked for a handshake. Sure enough, it was because his face was kinder?

Xi Shuo shook that delicate little fur paw, and couldn't help but feel emotional towards Miyue, "Unexpectedly, I'm kind of animal... Hey, where is Xiao Mao? Isn't there another Xiao Mao?"

Mi Yue looked up and searched around but couldn't find it, "I probably ran to that sweet-scented osmanthus tree in your yard."

As soon as the car stopped, it ran away, and it didn't know where it went.But Xiao Mao has been to this place more than once, and he also knows Jing Rong's car, so he shouldn't get lost.

Xi Shuo sighed again, "You really look like the kind that works in a zoo...what's your name? Animal trainer?"

Miyue wanted to shake her legs proudly, "What kind of animal trainer, how can an animal trainer compare to me, you see, I am obviously a super nanny. How well I take care of them."

Xi Shuo nodded, it was true, no matter it was Little Pearl or Little Mao, they were all raised to be chubby.Xi Shuo dared to bet that if they were allowed to live in the wild by themselves, they would never grow so fat.

Although Da Mao was injured, he hadn't seen him for a while, and the whole monkey became more energetic.Although the hairless area is still bald, the hairy area is obviously shiny, and the quality of life is obviously not bad.

After greeting the little animals, Xi Shuo still couldn't hold back the joy of meeting Mi Yue again, and gave him a big hug through the little pearl.

"Welcome back."

Mi Yue also smiled, "I am also very happy to see you again."

Jing Rong locked the car, and when he turned around and saw the two were talking and hugging each other, he suddenly became a little pantothenic.He has known Xi Shuo for a longer time, why hasn't he been so enthusiastic about him?

Even if this kid has been secretly in love with that silly boy Feng Qiao, it's hard to say such a thing.Isn't there a word in this world called empathy?

"It's almost enough," Jing Rong reminded them, "Little pearls have been squeezed into photos by you."

Little Pearl, who was squeezed between two humans, was feeling a little uncomfortable, so she caught a new word from Jing Rong's words.It quickly asked Da Mao, "What is the photo?"

The well-informed Da Mao gave it popular science, "It's just a piece of paper with pictures on it."

Little Pearl immediately understood Jing Rong's concern for its health, and secretly felt that this human being was also a good person.It pulled Lamiyue with its little paw, and reminded it again, "It's going to be squeezed into a photo!"

Mi Yue let out a chuckle, quickly let go of Xi Shuo, reached out and rubbed the little Pearl's head twice, "It's not a photo, it's a beautiful pearl fruit...round."

Little Pearl narrowed her eyes, showing a satisfied expression.

Miyue felt that the aesthetics of Little Pearl was completely biased by the pearl fruit, and she always felt that she had to be round to be considered beautiful.

Thinking about it this way, I feel that the one who first praised it as a pearl fruit was really wicked.

Xi Shuo squinted Jing Rong up and down, "So sour? Did you eat the wrong thing?"

Jing Rong snorted, followed his example and squinted back, "Be careful, don't ask me to remind you a second time."

"It's hard to say, who made us friends." If Xi Shuo didn't care about Mi Yue's face, he wouldn't talk to him.

Jing Rong snorted again, "Friends are friends, so you don't need to hug them around."

Xi Shuo looked at him with strange eyes, "Old Jing, I have known you for less than half my life, why did I never realize that you talk so much."

Jing Rong, "..."

Jing Rong took a deep breath.

His hands were itchy, and he wanted to hit someone.

How to do?