I'm fierce, I'm aggressive

A black camera.

Xing Wen smiled the moment he lifted the lid of the box.

So Mu Chen also laughed, leaned back on the chair and looked at him: "Do you like it?"

"Hi..." Xing Wengang pulled out the camera a little bit, and he was stunned.

When his fingers touched the corrugated cowhide on the fuselage, Xing Wen's head almost went blank.

Lei...Leica, 0 series.

This is a camera launched by Leica in 1923. Under the technical conditions of the year, it was purely handmade. There are 25 cameras in the same series.

It is already a real antique now, at least seven zeros in terms of collection value.

Xing Wen picked up the camera with great difficulty and looked through it slowly and carefully.

He feels strange now, as if he is holding a cultural relic taken out of a glass cabinet in a museum, afraid that it will be crushed with a little force.

Seeing that Xing Wen didn't speak, Mu Chen became extremely nervous again.

Every corner of the camera has traces left by the years, but the smell of rust is not heavy, and the camera number left on it is fairly clear.

There are 0 cameras in the 25 series, numbered from 101 to 125.

The one I have now is...

"...Your birthday, I didn't make a mistake." Mu Chen was so nervous that he almost exploded on the spot, "It's a pity that this number... may not be as good as the 122 that was auctioned before."

Holding the camera, Xing Wen was still too shocked to speak.

Mu Chen was like a catastrophe: "I made a mistake baby, I'm going to find the person who bought 122 when I'm done with this job—"

Xing Wen realized that he didn't even care about his parents, so he sat in the back row, pulled Mu Chen over and kissed him.

It didn't last long, and when they parted, they pulled each other's lips.

The voice speaking on the phone in American English in the back row suddenly stopped, and Mu Chen's face was as red as a cloud of fire.

"Thank you." Xing Wen could only say these two words at the moment.

He still wanted to say a lot, but the car stopped at this moment, all the emotions were backlogged in his chest, and he was struggling to find the exit.

Over the years, he has almost never taken anything like a birthday present.

However, Mu Chen gave it to him, like filling in the vacancy of more than 20 years at once.

It literally killed him.

Xing Wen stretched out his hand and rubbed Mu Chen's hair indiscriminately.

"Thank you." Xing Wen said it again solemnly.

The dinner was treated by Xing Wen's parents, and Mu Chen chose a beef hot pot restaurant with a good environment and a reasonable price.

Xing Wen didn't even know what he ate that night, and he was sipping meat in a daze while desperately wanting to hug the fox.

At 07:30, Mu Chen called to leave, and finally Lincoln sent Xing Wen and Xing's parents and Xing's mother home.

"When did you get your boyfriend?" After getting off the car, my mother asked out of the blue.

"Recently." Xing Wen leaned on crutches with one hand, and carefully held the box with the camera in the other.

The couple followed behind and fell silent again.

"Why, you don't accept male daughters-in-law?" Xing Wen stopped and turned around.

"No, whoever you like is your freedom." Dad said in a deep voice.

"Have you thought about what I asked you before?" Mom said, "But I think you should be reluctant to leave, because all the boiled meat is in other people's bowls."

Xing Wen froze for a moment, then smiled.

He didn't pay much attention to it himself.

No wonder he didn't feel full, it turned out that Mu Chen got all the money.

The three of them took the elevator to the floor where Xing Wen lived. Xing Wen pressed the combination lock to open the door after a long absence, but his parents didn't intend to follow in.

"Come in and have a seat?" Xing Wen put his back against the door and let it go.

From this angle, you can see a corner of the living room, which is fairly tidy.

Parents have never been here, and Xing Wen also felt a little strange after being hospitalized for a long time.

"You've grown up." Dad only glanced inside, "Over the years, your mother and I really owe you a lot."

"No." Xing Wen said, "I don't feel any regrets."

Mainly, it's not at all clear what it's like to have no shortage.

If there is no comparison and gap, there will be no harm. At least Xing Wen feels that his years of growing up have been pretty good.

"Take good care of yourself, and see you again when I have a chance." My mother seemed a little embarrassed.

"You too." Xing Wen pushed the suitcase into the room and closed the door politely.

The silence of the room.

Xing Wen didn't care about the suitcase. In order to find a sense of familiarity, he threw away his crutches and fell on the sofa as usual when he came home——

Before sinking, he noticed a strange sense of incongruity.

The lights in the corridor were turned on by the sound of footsteps, Xing Zhao and Huo Wanrou did not take the elevator, but walked down the stairs slowly.

Neither of them spoke. Their work in the institute had given them a habit of being silent.

Huo Wanrou's cell phone rang halfway, and the stray cat who had been sleeping curled up in a corner opened her eyes.

Xing Zhao pushed open the window in the corridor, lit a cigarette and started smoking, Huo Wanrou answered the phone in English.

"I've confirmed it, there should be no problem with my memory." Huo Wanrou stretched out her hand.

Xing Zhaoduo took out a cigarette, stuffed it in her mouth, and lit it for her.

"Obviously, he doesn't want to come and live with us." Huo Wanrou took a puff of cigarette, squatted down and tried to tease the cat.

Milky smoke wafts in the freezing air of winter nights.

"It's okay, I'll bring him here." Xing Zhao said suddenly, "Without him...the project really can't go on."

Xing Zhao lowered his head and stared at the phone screen. In the video, Xing Wenren leaned quietly on the sofa, staring at the box of tissue paper placed on the coffee table.

"Did you draw one?" Xing Zhao pushed the phone over to show his wife.

Huo Wanrou glanced at her cigarette, then nodded impatiently.

Xing Wen stared at it for a while, then stretched out his hand and picked the top one, kneaded it and threw it out.

It happened to hit the place where the pinhole camera was installed, and Xing Zhao's screen was completely white at the moment.

Xing Zhao: "Damn it, this brat is too picky."

The stray cat was shocked suddenly, got away from Huo Wanrou's hands in a panic, and ran along the stairs into the boundless darkness.

Huo Wanrou had no choice but to straighten up, and the person on the other end of the phone asked for the specific time.

"The end of this month at the latest." Huo Wanrou said with a cigarette in her hand.

The next evening.

In winter, it gets dark very quickly, and Xingwen's building has more lights than usual.

Xing Wen got out of the car, carrying a box of lunch and a bag of small tomatoes in his hand, and looked up to the 21st floor.

The lights were on, and it seemed that the meeting should be over.

Xing Wen walked up the steps of the main entrance of the company, and the girl at the front desk was busy watering the flowers, and dealt with the uncle by the way.

"Why are you here again? It's getting dark, please go home and eat quickly. You can't see anything without an appointment." The front desk said.

"To be honest, I'm actually one of the founders of this company, and I drew the logo." Mu Youtian finally said.

The front desk was stunned for a few seconds, and laughed three times: "Did you know that someone came over just last month and said that he is the boss's long-lost Haier brother——"

"It's true, I'm his second uncle." Mu Youtian took out an old photo from his wallet and pointed it out to her, "Look, this is your boss, and this is me."

Holding an old photo with unknown meaning at the front desk, he laughed so hard that he wanted to kneel down, until Xing Wen reached out and pulled the photo over.

The laughter stopped, and the receptionist looked at Xing Wen who suddenly appeared in horror.

She is a newcomer recently, so naturally she doesn't recognize Xing Wen who has left the company for more than a month and hasn't come to work in the company.

"Xiao Xing! You've come out!" Mu Youtian turned his head and tears welled up in his eyes.

Hearing the words, the receptionist turned pale with fright, and almost fell into a demon in place.

Xing Wen was speechless. He looked down at the photo and couldn't help laughing along with the front desk.

In the photo, Mu Youtian looked young and handsome, only in his early twenties, holding a baby who was so frightened that he burst into tears in the posture of holding a certificate of honor.

The baby cried miserably, while Mu Youtian smiled brightly.

Except for the iconic mole of tears, Xing Wen really didn't recognize that this was Mu Chen, and even had a thousand ideas for making emoticons in his mind the moment he saw it.

"Confiscated, I'll take you in." Xing Wen stuffed the photo into his wallet.

The front desk was still panicking, and Xing Wen took out his old work card again: "Look for Mr. Mu, I don't think you need to make an appointment."

Although the post-employment certificate has been cancelled, Xingwen's work permit cannot be faked casually.

The front desk looked back and forth, and finally regained a business-like attitude, picked up the phone: "Please wait a moment."

According to the past, Xing Wen answered the call from the front desk.

Before Xing Wen came today, he didn't tell Mu Chen that he originally wanted to give a surprise, but now it seems that he is not surprised at all, and there is Mu Youtian who can make Mu Chen blow up and bite at any time.

The receptionist waited for a long time with the handset, and when Xing Wen was about to dial the phone himself, the receptionist got through.

"...Understood, thank you." The receptionist hung up the phone and looked up: "Mr. Mu has gone out to discuss business with someone. If you two are in a hurry, you can wait in the reception room."

Xing Wen frowned, is this about business?

"Wait." Mu Youtian said, "I finally met you, this time I should be able to meet him."

At six o'clock in the evening, Mu Chen's car stopped in front of a very chic teahouse.

The waiter dressed in a very simple way stepped forward and opened the car door: "Mr. Mu is here, this way please."

Mu Chen just squinted in the car for a while, put on his coat and followed the waiter through many winding corridors.

Everything is arranged in a simple and clean way, but from the pillars to the doors and windows, they are all priceless and good wood, which is a very low-key taste of money.

The waiter pushed open the door and gestured sideways to come in. Mu Chen stepped over the threshold and walked in: "Mr. Gu."

The man sitting calmly in front of the tea table was wearing a suit and leather shoes. He looked up at him as a greeting. He had handsome features and a vague sense of alienation.

"Mr. Mu is here, I've been waiting for a long time." The person who entertained him was very enthusiastic, and poured tea into his cup with a smile on his face.

This person Mu Chen is familiar with, his surname is Fu, he is the current boss of this teahouse, a typical son of a big family.

Mu Chen sat down opposite Mr. Gu, there was raw pudding in the pot, and hot water was still boiling beside him.

"I told your family to go there every week." Boss Fu stretched out his hand and poked Mr. Gu's chest twice, teasing.

Mr. Gu was obviously a little angry, and pushed his hand: "Talk about business, you go out."

Boss Fu smiled knowingly and went out, and when the door was closed, only Mu Chen and Mr. Gu were left in the tea room.

"My family..." Mr. Gu paused for a while, "Zhou Yu, please take care of me."

Mu Chen smiled and took a sip of tea. This was obviously the first one, and the tea was very strong.

"It's a great honor for our company to sign a talented artist like Zhou Yu," Mu Chen said.

Mr. Gu didn't like to talk very much, the two sat and drank a few cups of tea, all thanks to Mu Chen's casual chatting.

What Mu Chen is most afraid of running into is a boss like the other party. Too much money has already lost his enthusiasm for making money. He doesn't play golf, read Shakespeare, or talk about the financial market. He either drinks tea or plays music...

Generally speaking, in an environment in China where everyone doesn't like to play straight balls when speaking, people who talk about business must have a wide range of interests.

However, Mu Chen realized very deeply at this moment that his knowledge reserve is obviously not enough to support him to have a pleasant chat with Mr. Gu, so he can only...

"Zhou Yu is very handsome, and there are many fans of him in the company." Mu Chen praised him seriously.

"Your models don't match." Mr. Gu said calmly.

"Yes... the weather is really cold recently." Mu Chen resisted the urge to flip the table and said with a smirk.

When he has money, he will swallow up the other company as soon as possible.

"Yeah." Mr. Gu flipped over his phone and looked at the time, "Let's get down to business, I'm going to pick up someone."

Mu Chen: "..."

The two sides finally started to get into the topic. Mr. Gu expressed his interest in getting involved in suing Guang, and Mu Chen explained the situation in detail.

"At the end of this month, Christmas." Mr. Gu said, "Although the time is a bit tight, let's get one or two people from you to be the spokesperson."

Mu Chen was immediately excited by the other party's direct and straightforward attitude.

The other company's annual Christmas productions attract attention, and getting endorsements can largely restore Xingwen's reputation, and then as long as the team finds Shuijun again...

Mu Chen was so excited that his heart beat wildly, and even made his whole body feel a little uncomfortable.

"Don't make metaphors." Mr. Gu reminded, "You can support a newcomer who can succeed Yuan."

"Thank you, Mr. Gu." Mu Chen said, his heart beating so fast that he felt like vomiting, so he forced a smile.

This discomfort came very suddenly, and almost without warning, he began to shortness of breath, and his limbs gradually became numb and weak.

What's the matter, could it be that he was too busy a few days ago, and now he is about to die suddenly?

Mr. Gu seemed to talk a little more only when talking about business. Specifically speaking about several projects for this Christmas, Mu Chen insisted on listening.

"Mr. Mu?" The other party finally noticed something strange and stopped.

"Sorry, I might be a little bored." Mu Chen waved his hands and stood up, but his hands and feet trembled involuntarily.

He was panicked in his heart, and touched his mobile phone to find Xing Wen. When Mr. Gu saw this, he hurriedly stood up and rang the bell to let Boss Fu in.

As soon as Boss Fu poked his head, he turned around and shouted: "Go get a bowl of sugar water! Hurry up!"

"It should be drunk tea, sit down first." Mr. Gu calmed down quickly, took out his work cell phone, and dialed the number.

The other party connected quickly. Mu Chen leaned against the tea table weakly, looked up, and probably knew who the call was for.

This immediately gave him the illusion that he had made a mistake and the teacher called the parents.

It was so embarrassing, Mu Chen couldn't even imagine how Xing Wen would react when he heard about it, and how Xing Wen would pick him up later.

Mr. Gu made it clear with the words "drunk", gave the place name and said, "That's it, quickly pick up your wife, I'm going to pick up my wife."

I don't know what was said on the other end, Mr. Gu approached with the mobile phone and handed it over: "Let you listen to the phone."

Mu Chen was shocked, and took it tremblingly: "Baby...baby."

"Who is your baby?" Xing Wen's voice sounded very angry, "What kind of wine are you drinking?"

His mother, Mr. Gu, didn't speak clearly, which directly caused people to misunderstand.

"I'm not drinking, I'm drinking tea." Mu Chen was so frightened that his heart beat faster, and he was panting heavily when he spoke.

Xing Wen was silent for a long time, and said, "You just wait there, I'll be right over."

The author has something to say: let Gu Guti slip out, because it is a character from another book, so this chapter is just a trick, and it will not be released later