Chapter 343: The opportunity to meet me in auction

Author: Jiufangyu

But everyone was wondering why Yan Cheng didn't come, which made her miss Yan Cheng a little.

After eating the flower rolls, Gu Xuan followed the old men and ladies to exercise. She squatted beside her and called Yan Cheng, and then buttoned her clothes and hats so that no one would recognize her and come over to chat.

On the way, she reached out to pick up the stones at her feet to block the way for a few ants.

The ant changed the road, and one of them wanted to hit her shoes. If he looked at it with a magnifying glass, the ant might be cursing at her, "Are you sick, a human who is so idle."

At this time, the phone was connected. She said "heat" lazily, and Gu Xuan, who was practicing Ba Duan Jin, quietly pricked up her ears to listen.

"Why call me in the morning? I'm bored at home?" Yan Cheng asked on the other side of the phone, his voice still a little low as if he was getting up early.

Zhong Jiuyin continued to stare at the ant and said slowly: "Why do you feel like this conversation has happened? Sure enough, happy days are always similar. But since you asked, I'd better say it again. Of course, I thought about it early in the morning when I called.

I heard your voice.”

The eavesdropping Gu Xuan: "..."

Yan Cheng on the other side of the phone: "..."

After a brief silence, he probably drank water, and his voice became clearer and said, "What made you change your attitude when you wake up all night? Have you eaten breakfast and just drank sugar water?"

"I care about whether I have breakfast or not. I can satisfy you. I ate half a flower roll. When I was about to be full, I couldn't help but think of you."

Yan Cheng had a certain resistance to her sweet words that were coaxing ghosts, and said in a plain tone: "Is that right? I'm better than seeing me early in the morning than to see me early in the morning. How about it, is my thoughts shaken?

You can bring half a flower roll to make up the whole thing.”

Zhong Jiuyin sounded "thumb".

"Although half a flower roll is very attractive, you are not a good person, but this year is too hasty and cannot achieve the right time, place and people. I will..."

Yan Cheng: "Which future? After I die or after the earth enters the interstellar era?"

Zhong Jiuyin: “…”

What a handsome guy, his mouth is really poisonous.

Hearing her not saying anything, Yan Cheng said again: "I can't afford to play and I have to call to say a few words. You have eaten half a flower roll and not full, but I am full before I eat it."

"...I was so resentful early in the morning. You can help my aunt cook. I don't know how to be funny." She curled her lips and stood up, throwing away the stones in her hand.

Yan Cheng felt that she was wrong. Who doesn’t understand the fun? He even voted for an ant on the roadside.

But this is the Spring Festival, and the steel heart that Yan Cheng has been trained is still a little softer.

"It's because I don't understand the fun. How are you doing at home? Say hello to me and my aunt."

She raised her lips and squatted down again, and while pulling the grass in the crack of the stone, she said, "It's pretty good. My mother asked you this morning, don't worry, you are another gold ingot in her eyes now.

, No matter whether you ask or not, when you go out to chat with someone, she will definitely say that you are very kind and polite."

Yan Cheng chuckled: "Is the first gold ingot you the one? By the way, I put the New Year's money red envelope in your suitcase yesterday, and there is also a New Year's greeting red envelope for my aunt. Remember to transfer it, don't embezzle it."

Zhong Jiuyin: "...Who do you look down on me? Are I the kind of embezzling person? How much did I give? I can add hundreds of them to you if I don't have enough."

"Five thousand."

Zhong Jiuyin: "...Forget it, this is enough, there is no need to add it. Hey, wait a moment, cash? Can you take out the thickness as a brick? "

"It's not that exaggerated, just a little bit of thought," Yan Cheng changed his words and asked in a low voice, "Do you want to say hello to my parents?"

"No...then."

Gu Xuan had finished playing the eight-duanjin, and Zhong Jiuyin was still squatting there, smiling like a flower, and I don’t know what he was talking to Yan Cheng.

After all, he is a star. There are people looking inside outside the bamboo forest around the venue, and some people are not very good at hearing, so they ask loudly, "Is that the Zhong family?" "I heard it's a star." When I heard that it's Aunt Zhong

The result of social interaction during a while.

She reminded Zhong Jiuyin to manage his expression well and not to be photographed and posted online. If he is plain and faced, he will easily be judged by various unscrupulous marketing accounts.

After all, not all marketing accounts are under the skin of a conscientious person like her.

Just as Mama Gu was going out of the community to buy things, she saw them, and said something like Zhong Yan and even increased the voice as required.

"Jiuyin, is it Jiuyin? Oh, wearing such a red dress, I thought there was a red lantern coming here from a distance. Your mother asked you to go back, your aunt and the others are here!"

Zhong Jiuyin: “…”

She tried hard to squeeze out a smile: "Okay! Aunt Gu, you are really a new year and new image, and your voice is as loud as when you were young."

Gu Xuan endured the pain and asked her to go home and call her quickly, and don't laugh sweetly outside, and then ran over to pull her mother.

Zhong Jiuyin's phone was still stuck to her ears and walked back with her head down.

Yan Cheng was still asking on the other side of the phone: "What red lantern?"

“…The movie “Red Lantern”.”

Yan Cheng knew that it was definitely not the case, so he held back his smile and asked, "Are you wearing a red jacket today?"

"You still ask after hearing it clearly," she looked a little embarrassed, "If you are idle, send more red envelopes and talk less."

"Will there be any gifts for sending a red envelope?" Considering that she probably said no, Yan Cheng changed his statement, "or directly, how much red envelope is needed to replace the opportunity to meet."

Spend money to meet? Isn’t this a pure and high-paying side job?

Zhong Jiuyin immediately spoke up: "Ten thousand, I will see you when I come back."

Yan Cheng even said: "Twenty thousand, I will meet tomorrow."

"..." She changed her voice, "Everything must be linked to money. Money has corrupted your thoughts and morals. Not everything can be measured by money!"

Yan Cheng: "Okay, don't send red envelopes, how about meeting tomorrow? If you don't have money to mix it in, my thoughts are indeed much pure. Thank you for your kind words."

"..." She stopped talking.

When Yan Cheng smiled, he could hear the sound of squirting wheat.

But he knew how to stop when he was ready, and turned around and asked softly: "Don't you really want me to come? I want to see you tomorrow on the first day of the New Year."

Zhong Jiuyin touched his nose, opened the unit door and pressed the elevator. The place was very quiet, and he felt that his heartbeat and breathing could clearly reach the other end of the phone.

After a while, she said, "I will go to my grandparents' house to pay New Year's greetings tomorrow."

"Then I'll arrive later? Or can I go together?"

"…I mean I don't have time. But - if you really want to impress me with money, auction the opportunity to meet on the first day of the New Year, then there is still some time to squeeze in."

Yan Cheng understood.

"The price increase is 30,000, Miss Zhong Jiuyin, can this lot be finalized?"

"Send the money to see your strength first, and I'll consider it."

Yan Cheng really sent it and transferred it directly to the bank card. The string of zeros made her feel happy.
Chapter completed!