Zhou Xiru nodded. It is said that many men are color blind, face blind, and night blind. God knows if Old Man Hu is such a person?

He himself said that in three years, his memory has been blurred. He has only seen it twice in total, and he is still in a dim cafe.

"They met twice, both at Cafe No. 7." Zhou Xiru said, "Brother Lingfeng, are you asking someone to ask?"

Chen Lingfeng nodded and said, "Aru, give me this sketch first?"

"Okay!" Zhou Xiru nodded.

"You go out quickly, Xu Zhizhi is looking for you everywhere." Chen Lingfeng said, turning around and grabbing his brother and leaving. It was getting late, and his brother should go to bed.

Alas, it’s all the blame for the Lu Yiwen who killed thousands of swords. If it weren’t for him, his brother wouldn’t know anything. It would be great to stay abroad happily studying and having fun.

Chen Lingfeng was not ready to go back to the Shen family, so he pulled Chen Chenfeng and took him to his private villa.

Inside, Xu Zhizhi turned around and found that Zhou Xiru was gone. He was so angry that he couldn't find it after searching for a while.

Then, Si Nan actually told him that he saw Zhou Xi go to the small yard on the side as promised by Chen Chenfeng.

Xu Zhiyi was so angry that he thought, Chen Chenfeng was a man with dimples. What a fuck, this person was playing with Zhou Xiru when he was a child, and the two of them played with each other. He was the groom, and Zhou Xiru was the bride...

This is the legendary childhood sweetheart!

The more he thought about it, the more depressed he became, and he felt a sense of jealousy in his heart.

When he walked outside and found Zhou Xiru, he found that Zhou Xiru's clothes were a little wet and dirty, and it looked like he was looking for someone to get a fight.

Then, Xu Zhizhi grabbed her, held her head up and left.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?" Zhou Xiru asked in confusion.

"Hmph!" Xu Zhizhi snorted proudly.

Waiting to leave Huazhidao, he still kept his stern face and looked arrogant while taking the bus.

Zhou Xiru thought about it seriously, oh, he likes Ru porcelain. Isn’t that possible, I can’t take photos of Ru porcelain tonight, so he is sad?

Forget it, just let him make a fuss.

Men, you need to give him some space and let him think about it for himself. As Professor Wang said, there are so many fun things in the world, and no one can put all the good things at home to play with them? Don’t he understand such a simple truth?

This person is spoiled.

Such a person is so embarrassed to say he likes her?

You won’t be exhausted when you fall in love with him?

Thinking about it, Zhou Xiru moved a little apart to the side and stayed a little further away from him. Yes, the arrogant man, hum!

Of course, the Murong Heze, who photographed Ru Ci, was very depressed now. He had called Murong Feifeng twice. Half an hour passed, and Wang Houzi still had a polite and hypocritical smile on his face, but the impatientness in his eyes was obvious.

As for the assistant who was holding Ru Ci behind Wang Houzi, his face was not very good-looking.

That's not all. Someone just mocked him, saying that he couldn't afford it, so why should he be the boss bidding for the auction?

What's that man's name? He doesn't know him very much...

Anyway, Murong Heze's face is now burning, and everyone who leaves in the conference room will look at him intentionally or unintentionally, with a little ridicule on his face.

He seemed to be able to feel that tomorrow, everyone would talk about him behind his back.

Finally, the money was finally paid, but it was divided into two parts.

Wang Houzi asked his assistant to wash the melon-shaped pen in Ru kiln in Northern Song Dynasty on the table, laughed and said, "Mr. Murong, please inspect the goods?"

The more Murong and Ze looked at this Ru kiln brush, the more he became disliked. He just looked at it slightly and hummed with a cold face.

"Mr. Murong, are you optimistic?" Wang Houzi smiled, "Anti-making transactions, industry rules, buy them and get the silver goods."

As he said that, he took his assistant, greeted him, turned around and left.

Just because the money was received and the goods were sold. Although he suffered heavy losses tonight, he finally maintained a draw, did not go bankrupt, and even had a good relationship with his uncle. Thinking about it, he was quite happy.

After waiting for Wang Houzi to leave, Murong Heze suddenly thought of a question - to issue an appraisal certificate?

Although he doesn't understand antiques, he also knows that antiques - having an appraisal certificate and not having an appraisal certificate, is a completely different concept.

However, when he turned to look for Professor Wang, he found that Professor Wang had left.

After asking, it is said that Professor Wang has friends in the devil, so he asked him to have a midnight snack and drink.

Murong and Ze were so angry that they could only wash away with the Ru kiln melon-shaped pen.

However, Zhou Xiru and Xu Zhizhi returned to Chunjian Mountain Residence. Si Nan helped her move everything up and put it down. Xu Zhizhi watched silently.

Waiting for her to pack up, she turned around and saw Xu Zhizhi actually carrying the little cat over.

At the beginning, Xu Zhiqi was going to buy a cat, and she also had the same equipment. Now, after putting the little cat in her arms, he turned around and left.

"What's wrong with your young master?" Zhou Xiru asked, "He likes Ruyao, he just goes to take pictures, and he is angry with me?"

Si Nan has always been with Xu Zhizhi. He naturally knew that his young master was not angry because Ru Ci did not take a picture, but because Zhou Xiru sneaked to find the Shen brothers. In other words, he was jealous.

"Miss Aru, don't pay attention to him, it's better tomorrow." Si Nan said with a smile.

"Really?" Zhou Xiru asked.

"Well, it's time for tomorrow." Zhao Si added next to him.

"Okay, really, what's the point?" Zhou Xiru put the little cat in the cat's nest.

Si Nan and Zhao Si also said goodbye. She was in a good mood today and gained a lot. The two pieces of porcelain from the Qing Dynasty were rare palace fine works, and there was also a painting by Qi Baishi.

When she packed up her things and washed up, she looked at the pink diamond ring on her hand and couldn't help but smile bitterly. Maybe she didn't spend any money, but she actually ran to fight with such expensive jewelry.

Zhou Xiru thought about it, when did she regard fighting as a daily routine?

It is after the system gave it the powerful Vajra Fist...

The more she thought about it, the more she became confused about the lucky turntable of the system when the second-level task was completed, but the system itself won the lottery and didn't draw anything.

Next time, once the task is completed, go to the lottery immediately.

Zhou Xiru made a face in front of the mirror, and after washing up, she suddenly became a little cowardly when she looked at the little cat lying beside her.

Such a little thing, lying obediently on her pillow, was really furry and fleshy. What if she accidentally slept at night, what should she do if she pressed it?

Holding the little cat and holding it... She suddenly seemed to take the child to sleep with her eyes open, and she didn't dare to sleep, for fear that she would hurt it accidentally.

Even if it's just an ugly kitten.

After more than an hour of entanglement, Zhou Xi put the little cat in the cat cage and let it sleep in her cat's nest. Then, she climbed onto the bed, had a sweet sleep, and woke up. The sun's light had already passed through the gaps in the curtains.
Chapter completed!