The wealthy man who got married in a flash marriage can’t hide his wife’s vest anymore

When He Qingqing arrived, she seemed to be discussing something. She quietly came to the Xie brothers and asked in a low voice what was going on.

The Xie brothers said helplessly: "Someone is here to kick the ball around."

He Qingqing opened her eyes wide, what is that?

What kind of place is Fangxinyuan, and how could such a thing as playing games happen?

"No, why are you all here to play?"

She knew very well that she had always been in charge of the management of Fang Xinyuan, and the younger generations of other families had no interest in it.

It is a very strange thing to all gather here today.

The Xie brothers spread their hands. Grandpa asked them to come, and they didn't know why.

The meeting hall is a bit far away from here. You can see a few strange old people talking to the grandfathers, but you can't hear clearly what they are saying.

Xie Jiaan turned around and glanced at He Qingqing, "Why do you seem so excited when someone comes to play?"

He Qingqing's eyes were bright, "Really? Haha, it's okay. This is the first time this kind of thing has happened. Fang Xinyuan and the others actually dared to kick the field."

Xie Jiajun took out his tablet and clicked a few times, then said slowly: "Fangxinyuan is indeed very famous in the circle, but there are many non-governmental organizations that match it, such as Chun Tang Yise in Beijing, such as Guangfu Xia Shui Lin Feng, the reputation and talent of these organizations are no less than those of Fangchun Garden."

He Qingqing pursed her lips, "So the one who kicks the ball is one of these?"

Xie Jiajun nodded, "I heard that he is Xia Shui Linfeng from Guangfu, and he is of the younger generation."

He Qingqing glanced inside and could only see a few gray-bearded grandfathers, but not the young people they brought.

After a few words, she roughly understood what it meant.

The opponent uses a trumpet to play, so Fang Chunyuan must also use a trumpet.

Trumpet...that's them!

When He Qingqing realized something, her mouth formed an O shape.

If it's a trumpet duel, it's basically over.

Not to mention the previous generation, basically nothing outstanding, this generation... even less outstanding.

It's not that He Qingqing is belittling herself. She sees herself clearly and likes her, but she doesn't have the talent for traditional Chinese painting.

Being a small manager is already the limit.

As for the Xie brothers, they don’t even know how to hold a pen. They hold a tablet computer all day and pretend to be inscrutable.

A few others... Brother Du Mochen of the Du family should be considered powerful, and the rest are almost hard to name.

She didn't know why, but she suddenly thought of Jiang Qingli.

Apart from imitating Master Yuyan, her paintings are really good.

It's a pity that she is not the daughter of a noble family, but a victim of an agreed marriage.

After talking for more than forty minutes, several young men and women walked out. They were probably a few years older than He Qingqing, probably in their third or fourth year.

But there was a touch of contempt on everyone's face, especially when they looked at He Qingqing and others, this look was barely concealed.

He Qingqing was unhappy, and so were the Xie brothers.

But they are civilized, and as hosts, they will not show their dissatisfaction on their faces.

He Qingqing felt angry, so she stepped forward to greet him.

Let them sit in the living room, and then ask the waiter to serve some tea and fruits.

"Are you Miss He's family?" A girl looked up at He Qingqing with almost invisible dissatisfaction on her eyebrows.

He Qingqing nodded.

The girl looked at her beautiful nails and looked up at her again, "You seem to be very unwelcome to us?"

He Qingqing's face was calm throughout the whole process, and even when she smiled, it was a more official smile, so the other party wouldn't be surprised to notice.

He Qingqing smiled lightly and said, "We certainly welcome you as guests, but judging from your expression just now, it doesn't look like you are here."

Who are you with?

He Qingqing is different from the soft-spoken He Nanxi. She can blow up her hair and has her own little thoughts. She rarely loses anyone with her verbal skills.

There are not many cities, but there is a little bit, which is enough.

A young man said: "We are here to communicate and seek advice."

He Qingqing put on a more sincere smile and said, "That's it, I thought you were here to cause trouble. Asking for advice is not considered. Since you are here to communicate, of course we welcome you."

Taking the initiative in your own hands in just two sentences shows that she was not the first to be dissatisfied, but you were the first to show your bad intentions.

The young man smiled gently, stood up and handed her a small box, saying, "Miss He, don't be so nervous. It's the first time we meet. A small gift is disrespectful."

He Qingqing looked at the box in her hand blankly.

What, soldiers first, etiquette later?

He raised his eyelids and looked at the young man, and saw the smile on his face and eyes. It seemed that he was just here to communicate as he said.

Just...how should I put it, giving her a gift suddenly made her seem petty.

He Qingqing took the gift in her hand without reacting. It would have been inappropriate to hand it back, but she didn't take the gift back.

A hand stretched out from behind, and in the palm was a small red box.

"Thank you, this is a return gift."

Xie Jiajun's voice sounded behind He Qingqing.

He Qingqing quickly put on a smile and looked back with a hint of gratitude.

The young man accepted it with a smile.

The gift is not an expensive gift, but an exclusive badge of the respective organization.

The young man's name is Sheng Zhao, and the girl's sister is Sheng Yuan. They are not biological siblings.

The Sheng family is very famous in Guangfu, just like the He family.

Afterwards, the two parties talked happily, as if the previous barriers did not exist.

Sheng Yuan did not open her mouth to embarrass Qingqing again, but occasionally her eyes would linger on her face.

Girls with single eyelids will appear mean if their overall appearance is not plump enough, as is the case with Sheng Yuan.

When she looks at people, they always give people a feeling of scrutiny and disdain.

All in all, the eyes are unpleasant.

The conversation inside was quickly finished, and the Sheng family brothers and sisters followed the older generation and left.

He Qingqing turned to look at her grandfather and found that his smile quickly faded.

Soon, she knew why her grandfather was unhappy.

The people from Xia Shui Linfeng are indeed here to communicate, with the younger generation as the main communication objects, to hold an all-around competition.

The so-called all-around competitions are not all about music, chess, calligraphy, painting, etc. For example, embroidery can also be included in it.

It's just that most exchange competitions like this are on-site competitions, so few people choose embroidery. Besides, among today's children, who would learn this.

Extended to the present, it is basically music, chess, calligraphy and painting.

The elders of Fangxinyuan were very pessimistic. The few Wangmen families in Fufeng City searched hard but could not find a few capable people.

If anyone can name him, I'm afraid it's only Du Mochen.

As for He Qingqing, her sketches are very good, but other aspects are not satisfactory.