Chapter 72: Invite to a high-end party
He turned to look at Song You'an, his eyes filled with resentment.
But there was a faint pinprick-like pain in his two balls, which made him feel a little restless.
There won't really be a problem, right?
He was startled and stood up abruptly.
Xu Yuan looked at his son and asked impatiently: "What are you doing? You were so surprised!"
Xu Ziyang shook his head and said: "I have something to do. Dad, Mr. Chen, I'm leaving first."
Before Xu Yuan could say anything more, Xu Ziyang turned around and ran out.
Xu Yuan looked puzzled and subconsciously looked at Song You'an. As a result, Song You'an shook his head at him with an innocent face, saying that he didn't know what Xu Ziyang was doing.
Xu Ziyang took the elevator and went straight to the underground garage. With his hands busy, he quickly searched for the nearest men's hospital on his mobile phone.
In the underground garage, he met Yan Fei who was smoking, but he didn't care about anything else and drove to the hospital, fearing that he would be seriously ill if he went late.
There were three items in total. Chen Fei looked at them for more than two hours before reluctantly asking Song Youan to put them away.
"How about Mr. Chen, I didn't treat you badly, did I?" Song Youan said proudly as if he was taking credit.
Chen Fei took off his silk gloves in a leisurely manner and returned to his usual composure. He looked at Song Youan and said with a smile, "The 50% off I gave you is not a loss. I didn't expect Miss Song to have so many good things. I just wonder if there is anything I haven’t seen that would give me a chance to open my eyes again.”
Chen Fei's little thoughts are all written on his face.
Song You'an said calmly: "Then let's see if there is another opportunity like this in the future."
I wonder what good things she will bring back from Dazhao next time.
Chen Fei couldn't help but ask: "As for the vase and Han Mo's authentic work, does Miss Song have any intention of taking action?"
"Not yet." Song Youan said without hesitation.
Before Chen Fei could be disappointed, she added: "But don't worry, Mr. Chen, if I really have something good to offer, I will definitely think of you first."
In this way, Chen Fei smiled: "I hope Miss Song will not break her promise."
"There's nothing else, so I'll leave first." Song You'an put on her bag, looked at the two people in front of her and waved: "Mr. Chen, Uncle Xu, goodbye."
"Wait a minute."
Chen Fei suddenly stopped Song You'an and said under her doubtful gaze: "I suddenly remembered that there will be a high-end gathering of the Jinghai City Antiques Association in a few days. At that time, all the top collectors in China will bring precious and rare items. My baby is going to attend. I wonder if Miss Song is interested?”
"Me?" Song You'an was slightly stunned and said honestly: "Mr. Chen thinks highly of me. Although I have some good things, I am actually a layman when it comes to antiques."
"Whether you are an expert or an outsider, Miss Song can be considered a top collector just by owning the two collections of Fuguang kiln vases and Han Mo's original works." Chen Fei said with a serious look on his face: "Miss Song might as well go and get it." It’s a lively party, not just anyone can go to it.”
Song You'an thought about it for a moment after hearing the words, and suddenly something flashed in his mind.
Chen Fei was right, such a high-end party must be attended by big-shot figures. After all, people who play antiques must have a not simple background.
If she could take this opportunity to expand her network of contacts, she might be able to gain unexpected benefits.
With Fu Guang Kiln and Han Mo's original works, no one would care whether she was an expert or not.
"Since Mr. Chen is willing to take me to broaden my horizons, then of course I would rather obey his orders respectfully." Song You'an agreed graciously.
Chen Fei nodded: "Then Miss Song, remember to give me your address. I will send the invitation to you in a few days."
Song Youan waved her hand and said: "Send it directly to Lanting and ask Chi Yu to forward it to me."
By the time he finished speaking, the person had already opened the door and left.
Xu Yuan murmured: "What is the background of this Miss Song?"
He looked at Chen Fei and couldn't help but ask: "Mr. Chen, do you understand?" Chen Fei smiled and shook his head: "Mr. Xu asked me, maybe I asked the wrong person. Isn't Young Master Ling a college classmate of Miss Song? ? You should ask him."
Ask him?
Xu Yuan suddenly felt a headache, because the Song You'an his son told him was completely different from the Song You'an he saw.
He knew his son's virtues well, so he was more willing to believe what he saw.
This Miss Song Youan is definitely not simple.
"Mr. Chen, can you take me to see that party you just mentioned?"
Xu Yuan did not intend to let go of any way to create opportunities for his son.
But this time Chen Fei shook his head and refused: "Sorry, Mr. Xu, you can't go to this party."
"Huh?"
Chen Fei said: "Unless you have a very rare and rare collection, I can recommend it to you. Simply going to join in the fun won't work. After all, this party is very private, and the people who can go and the things you can bring are not simple."
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Xu Yuan understood that he was the complete layman.
Song Youan came to the underground garage and found Yan Fei smoking again.
"You have to smoke a pack this day, right?" Song Youan asked.
Yan Fei nodded: "Pretty much, I'm an old smoker."
As he said this, he felt a little embarrassed: "Do you smell something? Then I'll try to smoke less in the future."
Song You'an shook his head: "That's not true. It's just that smoking too much will harm your body. If you can, smoke less. And I really don't like the smell of cigarettes."
"Okay, then I'll try to smoke as little as possible." Yan Fei was also happy.
After getting in the car, Yan Fei suddenly remembered something and said to Song You'an: "I just saw the person who messed with you in the sales center. He drove away in a hurry. Did you guys bump into him?"
Song Youan knew it was Xu Ziyang as soon as he heard it, and couldn't help but sneered: "Well, the ghost is still there."
Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, a message came from WeChat on his mobile phone.
Open it and see, Xu Ziyang!
He really got himself off the blacklist.
"Song You'an, I won't argue with you about your kicking me, but you have to promise that you will come to my classmates' reunion"
Song Youan rolled her eyes unceremoniously and didn't even bother to reply.
When I returned to my new home in the evening, as soon as the door opened, the smell of food came out, and Little Yuzi ran towards her, jumping up and down and wagging her tail.
Song Youan picked him up casually and said, "Dad, I'm back."
"I'm back just in time, wash my hands and start dinner."
After all the things at home were put away by her father, Song Youan walked to the kitchen island and saw her father wiping the stove and range hood with a rag. She couldn't help but remind him: "Dad, don't wipe the range hood so carefully. Use it later." You can ask someone to come and clean it up.”
Song Qi kept moving his hands and responded: "I live in someone else's new house, so naturally I have to help them take care of the house."
Song You'an sighed helplessly and helped bring the dishes to the table without any further pressure.
"You'an, when I was walking Youzi this afternoon, a young man sent me a flyer, saying that there was a gym nearby. I looked at it and saw that it had just opened and the price was quite favorable, so I applied for a card. ”
Song Youan stopped pouring the wine and looked at her father in surprise: "You work hard all day long, aren't you tired of going to work? Do you want to go to the gym?"
Asking for a monthly pass