Jun Ziyi finished her coffee as usual. When leaving the cafe, Shen Zhiyan suddenly asked: "Do you have Zhao Minmin's phone number?"
Jun Ziyi said nothing and turned to look at him.
Shen Zhiyan lowered his eyes and pressed the phone: "I sent it to you."
The phone vibrated and a phone number was received in WeChat.
In front of Shen Zhiyan, Jun Ziyi copied and pasted this number into the recipient field of the text message, and then edited the text message:
"I'm Jun Ziyi. Do you have time to meet me?"
She pressed send.
Looking up, she saw Shen Zhiyan looking at her.
Shen Zhiyan said calmly: "Zhao Minmin is a ballet teacher in a high-end preschool education institution. At the beginning of last year, Lin Shuping sponsored a domestic children's dance competition, and it was through this competition that I met Zhao Minmin. After pursuing him this year, Zhao Minmin agreed to be with him. Uncle Lin originally had three lovers in Beijing, Wuhan and Guangzhou, but he liked Zhao Minmin very much, so after Zhao Minmin agreed to his pursuit, he cut off contact with the other three lovers."
Jun Ziyi said: "Oh. It's quite romantic."
Shen Zhiyan said: "Zhao Minmin is very good at handling men."
Jun Ziyi said "hmm" absentmindedly.
Shen Zhiyan smiled: "Do you need my help?"
Jun Ziyi said: "No need."
Shen Zhiyan looked at her, took the coat off the hanger, and helped her put it on with his own hands: "Okay, if you need it, remember to contact me." He looked into her eyes and spoke softly.
Jun Ziyi let him serve and smiled slightly.
She slowly pushed the buttons into the eyelets. The Chanel logo on the gilt buttons flashed and flashed, and Shen Zhiyan's heart skipped a beat when Jun Ziyi said, "You can't do it."
Shen Zhiyan didn't react.
After a moment, he came to his senses.
Jun Ziyi was unexpectedly direct, and Shen Zhiyan blurted out: "Why can't I?"
Jun Ziyi said: "You are quite handsome, but I like a narrow and long face, and your face is a bit square. Also, I think your thighs are a bit thick. I like well-proportioned thin legs. Or you can try losing a few pounds, and I can consider it." one time."
Shen Zhiyan felt like he was being picked over.
He ignored the subtle discomfort of being offended and asked, "Do you have a boyfriend now?"
Jun Ziyi said: "Not yet."
Shen Zhiyan said: "So, I can still show my courtesy to you, right?"
Jun Ziyi looked at Shen Zhiyan. After a few seconds, she raised her delicate white face, squinted her eyes, and said with a smile, "Is it necessary?"
She turned and left.
Shen Zhiyan looked at her back. Such a calm and difficult woman made him feel itchy, and he couldn't recover for a long time.
…
On the way, Jun Ziyi received news from Zhang Zhiyao. Li Zhuoxiu ordered the reception banquet to be postponed for an hour.
She lit a cigarette and walked slowly back to Xunfengli along the river.
The venue has been set up. For a small wedding banquet, Guan Xi personally took Charles to make the overall design and hired a professional event company to arrange it.
Jun Ziyi stood at the entrance of Xunfengli.
A huge "three-piece" door has been erected there.
This is the most distinctive part of Xiguan culture. The gate is divided into three sections, called "three heads". The outermost entrance is a low, four-fold screen door, used to block the sight of pedestrians on the street; behind the screen is a sliding door made of large log horizontal frames, and finally the open door.
Pushing open the door, according to Lingnan Feng Shui customs, you are faced with a painted screen, and you cannot see the scene inside the screen; under the screen is a running fish tank. Guan Xi came up to her and introduced her with a smile: "Sister Ziyi, what is painted on this is the top ten professions of Cantonese opera. Because the next renovation plan of Changle Square includes the Bahe Guild Hall." She pointed to the place at her feet. Fish tank with flowing water, "Flowing water is wealth, and there will be more than enough every year."
The left and right sides of the screen are decorated with cultural walls. The pictures on the left are Guangzhou embroidery, enamel, cake prints, ivory carvings, and Guangcai; the pictures on the right are lion awakening, olive carvings, guqin, and Caizha (lion heads). Jun Ziyi noticed that there was a hand-drawn map of Changlefang on the right. There was a street next to Chunhua Cinema.
The name Guan Xi marked on the hand-painted street: Intangible Cultural Heritage Street.
Jun Ziyi's eyes fell on it.
"In which of our plans does it say that we will build an intangible cultural heritage street? Why didn't I know?" Jun Ziyi said in a calm voice, "There was no process and no review. Is this your project's own initiative?"
Guan Xi smiled: "Maybe the printing company made a mistake in the drawing. We were short of time."
Jun Ziyi took a puff of cigarette, turned around and called Yu Bi, pointing to the hand-drawn map: "Yu Bi, what is Intangible Cultural Heritage Street?"
The revenue data of the hand-made copper shop is very good, and Yu Ben has fulfilled his promise to provide support for the Intangible Cultural Heritage Street.
He stood in front of Guan Xi and lied calmly: "This is the draft we submitted to the meeting. It was printed wrongly."
Jun Ziyi almost laughed out loud: "What excuse is this?"
Yu Ben said: "We are too short on time." There is no time to complete the entire process.
Jun Ziyi said nothing. Yu Ben put the printed revenue report of the hand-made copper shop in her hand: "Ziyi, Changlefang is on your side. This is my sincerity."
This is true.
The revenue report in hand is indeed good-looking.
Jun Ziyi scanned the data quickly. He glanced at Yu Bi and Guan Xi with a half-smile but said nothing.
So Guan Xi said: "Sister Ziyi, let me show you around."
Jun Ziyi put out her cigarette on the trash can: "What are you showing me? The living proposal ppt you made for the old president?"
Guan Xi smiled: "Please give me some advice."
With that said, she led Jun Ziyi to turn around the screen.
Although she had seen the design drawings before, Jun Ziyi was still shocked when she saw the real thing.
There was a boat parked in the river, decorated with flowers and illuminated by stars.
"This is the 'New Year Flower Boat'. During the holidays, Lingnan people buy flowers on the Dan family's boat to decorate their lives." After Guan Xi finished speaking, he pointed to the other side.
Several mahogany round tables are scattered beside the river. Hand-made copper pots and Guangcai porcelain are delicately placed on the mahogany table tops. Colorful lanterns are placed high and low among the banyan trees, casting a soft halo.
On the side, the lion dance team and Cantonese opera actors were ready and waiting in an orderly manner.
Guan Xi reminded: "Sister Ziyi, please look down."
Jun Ziyi lowered his head.
The stone bricks on the ground were embedded with hand-beaten copper racquets at some point. On the piece under her feet, the lyrics of "Ode to Xiguan" are engraved:
"Although I am wearing a dress,
My heart is still Chinese.
My ancestors have already given me everything,
Branded with Chinese seal. "
These lyrics and music come from Huang Zhan, who once lived in Shiliufu, Baohua Road, Xiguan.
Guan Xi said: "China's traditional culture has only been away from people for a long time and is far away, so it seems very profound and obscure. But in fact, culture always reflects people's lives, emotions and demands, and is all around us. "
Jun Ziyi looked at Guan Xi. Her expression was blurred under the light of the lantern.
"How long have you been preparing for this road show for the old president?"
Guan Xi smiled: "What are you talking about? Sister Ziyi, this is just a coincidence."
Jun Ziyi also smiled.
In the business world, if you want to achieve your goals, you have to lie.
She looked around.
Everyone here is lying every second.
But if the water is clear, there will be no fish, and if people observe it, there will be no disciples. As long as the goal can be achieved, truth and lies are just means. Changlefang provided Jun Ziyi with unwavering support, so Jun Ziyi stopped asking questions.
