After the breakup, Mr. Shang thought that the father was more valuable than the son.

The opening and closing of the car door revealed half of the profile of the person sitting inside.

Yang Ming was startled and blurted out: "It seems to be He Zixuan? How come Miss Xi'er knows him?"

Yang Ming naturally saw the news about that day in the hospital afterwards, but in his eyes, He Zixuan just helped Song Xier casually, and he didn't expect that the two people would actually interact.

Are these celebrities so easy to get to know now?

Yang Ming was confused. Just when he was about to say something, his eyes caught his boss's gaze in the rearview mirror. His heart skipped a beat and he immediately shut up.

The red light turned green, and Yang Ming hurriedly released the brakes. As the car drove past, it happened to pass by He Zixuan's black Audi. Through the front window, he could vaguely see the two people sitting very close to each other in the back seat. The heads are next to each other and saying something.

Yang Ming only glanced at it and quickly withdrew his gaze, while stepping on the accelerator.

He wanted to go there quickly, but he didn't expect Shang Ji's voice to come from behind in a cold voice: "What, are you in a hurry to get off work?"

Yang Ming: "..."

"If you're in a hurry, go directly to the Human Resources Department tomorrow." Shang Ji's voice sounded as cold as possible: "There's no need to rush in the future."

Yang Ming: "..."

Yang Ming looked at his nose and heart, and quietly slowed down the car in silence.

The heating was obviously on in the car, but Yang Ming suspected that he was going to freeze to death in the heating.

……

"That's the thing. I feel like there should be no water inside." Song Xi'er said, "It's just that this watch is too expensive."

Just like its owner.

"I don't think the problem is big, don't worry." He Zixuan nodded: "It won't cost much."

Let’s hope so.

Song Xier carefully wrapped the watch again and sat up straight.

The car suddenly became quiet, and Song Xier felt a little embarrassed for no reason.

"Um...I'm sorry to trouble you."

He Zixuan leaned against the door frame idly, looking sideways at Song Xi'er: "Are you so polite to me?"

Now in the car, He Zixuan took off his sunglasses and mask, leaving only a hat.

There is no shortage of good-looking people in the entertainment industry, but He Zixuan started out as a singer. After becoming popular, he has only been singing. He does not accept variety shows or TV movies, and he even does very few interviews.

In addition to his concerts, fans can only see him at some song award events.

People both inside and outside the circle say that He Zixuan is a rare singing and composing talent that is rare in a century. He writes lyrics and music himself, has a unique voice, and the most important thing is that he is handsome!

I heard that He Zixuan's grandmother is Russian, so his skin is very white, and his eye sockets are very deep. If you look carefully, the eyeballs still reveal a hint of blue, which gives people the illusion of being very affectionate every time they look at people.

Fans often say that their brother looks affectionately at dogs.

So as soon as he debuted, he attracted a lot of fans. Some were fans of him, some were focused on listening to the music, and some were fans but also listened to the songs. They didn't interfere with each other, and they were very harmonious.

Song Xi'er and he were in the same school and in different classes in junior high school, but they didn't expect that when they reached high school, they would not only go to the same school, but also be in the same class.

It's just that at that time, He Zixuan had already entered the entertainment industry and had very little time in school.

In addition, Song Xi'er hardly talked to anyone in school, let alone He Zixuan, a prominent figure who was elected as the school's lord.

Song Xi'er really didn't expect that He Zixuan would remember her!

"Did you recognize me last time?" Song Xier asked curiously.

Unexpectedly, He Zixuan looked at her and shook his head: "Earlier."

Earlier?

Song Xier frowned and thought for a while, but couldn't figure out when this was earlier.

But she didn't ask any more questions, and He Zixuan didn't say anything more.

He Zixuan's assistant sat in the passenger seat and glanced back at Song Xi'er from time to time, almost engraving the words curiosity and gossip on his forehead.

Song Xier was a little embarrassed and turned to look out the window.

The car quickly arrived at its destination, which turned out to be inside an office building.

"I'm not a liar." He Zixuan explained: "Master Cao is very powerful, and everyone in the circle is looking for him."

Song Xier nodded.

Master Cao looked very old, his hair was white, and he was wearing thick reading glasses.

His whole expression was unsmiling, even a little serious.

When he took the watch from Song Xier's hand, he couldn't help but raise his head and glance at her one more time. A trace of surprise flashed in his eyes behind his reading glasses.

Song Xier didn't pay attention, only focused on whether she could cultivate.

Master Cao said unhurriedly: "It can be repaired."

"Really!" Song Xi'er asked happily, "Can I ask how much it will cost?"

Upon hearing this, Master Cao glanced at He Zixuan who was standing aside and asked, "Which of you does this watch belong to?"

"...It belongs to a friend of mine." Song Xi'er said, "I accidentally broke it."

Master Cao took a sip of the rich green tea in his jar and looked up: "Surnamed Shang?"

Song Xier was stunned: "How do you know?"

Could it be that the mobile phone number Shang Ji wrote to her belonged to Master Cao?

Master Cao did not answer, but said directly: "One week, the cost will be settled after the repair is completed."

"Thank you." Song Xi'er took out her mobile phone: "Master Cao, can you leave a phone number? I can contact you then."

"No need." Master Cao waved his hand: "Just come over and get it when the time comes. If you are worried, you can come over and check at any time."

Being told what she meant, Song Xier couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

She was indeed a little worried, but it didn't mean she didn't believe Master Cao, and she thought He Zixuan didn't need to lie to her.

What's more, this Master Cao might be the master Shang Ji mentioned.

It's just that this watch is too expensive, so everyone will be nervous and cautious. This is the human instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.

After confirming the repair, Master Cao tore a piece of paper from the notebook nearby, wrote down the time and model of the watch on it, and handed it to Song Xi'er.

No matter how you look at it, it's irregular, with no decent seal or signature.

When Song Xier went downstairs with the paper, she couldn't help but feel a little worried, wondering if she might have been too hasty.

"Worried that she is a liar?" He Zixuan saw through her thoughts at a glance.

Song Xi'er was a little embarrassed, but still nodded: "That watch is too expensive, I can't afford to pay for it."

"Don't worry, since I introduced you here, if you are a liar, I will help you compensate."

Song Xier did not answer his words: "Thank you for this matter."

"It won't be too late to thank you after it's repaired."

upstairs.

Master Cao took the watch he had just taken from Song Xi'er. He raised his hand and operated it without knowing how. He saw that the hands on the dial, which were originally stationary, suddenly started to rotate.

The sound was clear and bright, and it sounded very nice. It didn't look like it was "broken" in Song Xier's hands.

Master Cao watched quietly, a smile slowly appeared on his wrinkled face, and then he took out his mobile phone, found a number and dialed it.

The ringer was picked up mid-ring, and the other party's voice was cold and impatient: "Hello."

Master Cao took a sip of green tea and spit out the foam in his mouth before he asked slowly: "Are you in a bad mood?"

The other end didn't speak, but he didn't hang up either.

"Are you embarrassed that you cheated this little girl?" Master Cao snorted: "You also asked me, an old man, to be a bad person with you."