Many years later, when Zhao Zijian had risen, had a certain strength, and had a certain status in local small circles, his channels for obtaining news were no longer comparable to those of the first little killers, but even at that time, he had never heard of a person named Qin Bingxuan in China.

To be honest, Zhao Zijian is still very confident in his vision of people. He feels that a person like Qin Bingxuan, in terms of his brain, in terms of his family, in terms of vision, as long as he survives the initial explosion of spiritual energy, he will almost never be able to remain unknown. At any time, a great man will become a great man. Even if the world is upside down, even if all the wealth that a great man has in the past is gone in an instant, as long as he has his ability and vision, he will still climb up at a speed far beyond ordinary people!

American oil tycoon Rockefeller said that even if I take off my clothes and throw them into the desert, I will have no penny, as long as a caravan passes by, I will quickly become a millionaire.

Si may think he is bragging about this, but a person who is truly capable will think that this is not an exaggeration at all.

From this, Zhao Zijian felt that Qin Bingxuan might not have survived the day of the spiritual explosion.

So, when he gave him the small pendant he carved, he gave him two.

He thought that if such an interesting person died inexplicably because of something completely out of control, it would be a great regret in the future world. What's more, he could barely be considered his friend. Since he is destined to be, giving him more to protect him for peace is also a kind of inner perfection.

In his opinion, about one of them, he might give it to his wife, or his father, mother, grandfather, or... lover, of course, it might be his sister.

But he would probably carry the other one himself.

Because he felt it, he should have valued the little thing he made.

He also expected that one day he would come to the door and want to find a few more from his hands, but he didn't expect that his movements would be so fast.

Seeing that Qin Bingxuan admitted without hesitation that he wanted a few pieces of jade, Zhao Zijian smiled and said, "Why do you want that thing? Can you still lack good jade carvings in your hand? I really want it, there are not many masters in the capital? You do this, I haven't used up two pieces of jade materials for the big box you sent. Anyway, it's useless for me to keep it. If you lack jade materials, you can take them back. Anyway, it was given by you, so there is no question of whether to buy them or not!"

Qin Bingxuan grinned that he was usually handsome. Zhao Zijian had seen his gentle and elegant appearance, but when he was in front of him, he seemed more free and easy, with more a little ruffian, and more common cynicism in his young masters. At this time, his hippie smiled, more or less a little shrewd, who was not disgusting.

"No! What's the use of giving me that thing? As you said, can I still lack good jade pieces? What I want is that auspicious meaning!"

Zhao Zijian smiled, "The auspiciousness of the fart, the meaning of the fart is what I carved casually, so where does it come from! If you really want auspiciousness, you need amulets, take back your pile of things, find a few good players to carve it out for you, and use it for the monks to open a glory. Isn't it better than the shoddy ones here?"

Qin Bingxuan smiled weirdly and shook his head, "That... different!"

After a pause, he was a little cute, "I just want your meaning!"

The two looked at each other and both smiled.

Some things seem to be indifferent.

But what should be asked still needs to be asked.

The world is so big that there are all kinds of strange things. There are so many Chinese people. For thousands of years, there have been many strange tricks. Zhao Zijian returned from rebirth. Although he was very sure that he knew more information about the future than everyone in the world today, he did not think that he would be the only person in the world who knew something.

Otherwise, why did some organizations and forces rise up quickly when the world was in chaos? Some time ago, the pair of senior and sisters he had met in Heting Mountain clearly told him that there are indeed some strange people in this world. They may not know exactly what changes are happening in this world, but they know clearly that the world is changing, and they seem to be exploring how to use such changes at this moment.

The Qin family is a big family, with strong strength and rich resources. Qin Bingxuan is the most highly anticipated person in this family. What he enjoys will of course be the most core and most powerful resource dominance of this family.

Maybe there are some amazing people around him?

So Zhao Zijian asked him: "Why?"

While speaking, his eyes stared at Qin Bingxuan.

At this moment, Qin Bingxuan felt that his back was wet with cold sweat in an instant.

Of course he knew what Zhao Zijian was asking about this question!

Why?

When he went back, he gave one to his wife, but the other to the old man. It was the friendship between the Qin family for generations. The friendship between the two families began before liberation, and after many years, he had been in constant contact.

Every time the old master of the Qin family celebrates the birthday party, high-ranking officials and leaders may not be qualified to go to the table to have a drink with the great master. However, the old man, as the great master's son and nephew, always comes in the evening to bring a jar of Shaoxing Huadiao as a birthday party. The great master will personally order a table of wine for him and accompany the guests. Only the one who is most popular in the family will choose one or two people to come out and stand by the table and hold a pot to pour wine.

Since the beginning of the incident when I beat Qin Bingxuan, Qin Bingxuan's father has always been responsible for holding the pot. Later, in the two years before the old man passed away, Qin Bingxuan also received such honors. Of course, he was just one of the ones holding the pot.

He was only sixteen years old at that time.

He still remembered that the great-grandfather sat at the same table with the white-bearded old man, his father held a pot for the old man, and he stood behind the old man and poured wine for him.

The great-grandfather asked: "How about my great-grandson? Will it be useful in the future?"

The old man looked back at himself and said, "It's a pity that he has great talent, but his fortune is not enough."

That's the saying, it's powerful.

Qin Bingxuan didn't quite understand its significance at that time, but in the next ten years, even though his great-grandfather had passed away and had been in power one after another from his grandfather to his father, the family's power to oppose himself to become the next generation of successors of the family was still quite stubborn, and the source was that sentence.

Not enough blessings!

However, the last time I took Zhao Zijian's carvings back to Beijing and ran to see the old man, wanting him to see what mysterious it was. When the old man saw him, he was shocked before he could see the things he saw, and asked, "Who has changed your life for you?"

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