Three smiles

Wang Sanxiao poured a stomach full of tea at Wei Cong's place, and felt urgent to urinate when he went out. While looking for the toilet, he thought sourly: This Wei Lao Qi is really not a joke, and you and I used to have sex in the past. How can you just take Joe like this when selling a painting?Sure enough, the rich second generation is the most ruthless!

Do you still remember the time when you blasted his head with a lamp?The dignified and domineering president shouldn't be so narrow-minded, right? After such a long time, no matter how deep the scar is, it should have faded... Hey, has it faded?I forgot to read it just now, what a mistake!unwise!

After going around three times and finally found the bathroom, Wang San smiled and his bladder was about to burst, and he walked straight to the urinal with two long legs. Just as he unbuttoned his pants and closed his eyes comfortably, he heard a sound coming from the compartment behind him. Soft whispers.

He was so startled that he almost held back his urine. He took two steps back, bent over, and looked through the gap under the compartment. Sure enough, he saw two pairs of leather shoes, one of which was shiny, and it looked like the top Italian product.

Wang Sanxiao stood up straight, thinking that Wei Cong is not strict in his rule, in broad daylight, the world is open, two big men are so blatantly crowded in the narrow toilet, this class is really happy .

He subconsciously looked down at his little darling, and felt very uncomfortable—for so many years, he traveled all over the world with him, in the wind and rain, but he couldn't find a companion for the little darling, it was really wronged him Yes, she looks firm and straight, with a lustrous luster, she can be called a talented person...

While shaking his head in self-pity, he opened the gate to release the flood, the sound of clattering caused the compartment to stop suddenly, and a hoarse voice whispered: "Someone..."

"What are you afraid of?" Another voice said nonchalantly, "Who in the whole company dares to tell me to try?"

Wang Sanxiao's slack back suddenly straightened up, his face full of incredulity, this guy... this guy... turned around and thought, this is Hengyun Group and Wei's industry, and it is reasonable for this guy to appear here, but ...Yarina said that men and women eat all men and women are actually true?

After urinating heartily, he tidied up his pants, and said loudly: "Of course, don't be afraid. Mr. Wei is a dragon-horse spirit. It's too late for others to envy you. How can you make irresponsible remarks?"

"..." The voice in the toilet suddenly stopped, and a few seconds later, the hoarse voice let out an exclamation, and then the door of the compartment was suddenly pulled open, and Wei Guangyao appeared majestically in front of the king's room panting heavily. In front of three smiles.

"Hey!" Wang San laughed and exclaimed, his eyes moved down, and stopped on the tent set up between his trouser legs, he raised his eyes in shock, and looked at the little bastard's face full of spring, this time it was true Convinced, I couldn't help admiring from the bottom of my heart, "It's awesome, it's amazing, Mr. Wei has such perseverance at such a young age, and he just pulled it out...?"

Wei Guangyao didn't know what the expression was on his face, which was full of excitement, anger, and panic. He stared at Wang San with a smile, intending to put on a ferocious face to intimidate him, but he couldn't say it. , opened his mouth a few times, and finally squeezed out a sentence: "Why are you here?"

Wang Sanxiao stretched out a finger, pointed to the top of his head, and explained concisely: "Work." After finishing speaking, he immediately drew a circle with his finger very unkindly, pointed to the toilet cubicle, and asked with a smile, "But Mr. Wei, Why are you here?"

"I..." Wei Guangyao was furious, "Where do I need you?"

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter," Wang Sanxiao waved his hands again and again, and said with a smile like a flower, "Go ahead, I'm done urinating, take your time and enjoy, see you by fate."

Wei Guangyao gritted his molars, watched his back disappear at the door, turned his face, and slammed his fist hard on the wooden door, scaring the little concubine who had softened from fright so much that he couldn't breathe.

After a while, he slowly withdrew his fist, his face was stiff with anger, and the little mistress asked softly, "Who is this person..."

"What are you arguing about?" Wei Guangyao clenched his fists, bared his teeth for a long time, and let out a roar, "Damn him, it hurts me to death!!!!"

Wang Sanxiao did a nasty thing that harmed others and was not beneficial to himself. His gloomy mood was like the haze that filled the sky. He waited until the clouds opened and the moon was shining. He walked back to the hotel humming a little song, sitting by the window peeling pistachios and thinking about what to do. How to get that painting out of Wei Cong's hand.

money?The most important thing the Wei family lacked was money.

Beauty?Wang San smiled and shook his head, unless he was three points more beautiful than himself, would he be able to catch Wei Cong's eyes?He grabbed the phone, turned on the front camera, and looked at the handsome face on the screen with self-pity, thinking that there are people who are more capable than himself, and there are many people in this world who are more capable than him, but there are... less beautiful people than him!

Do you want to fight in person?

Nonsence!Wang San laughed aloud, threw the phone away, and cursed for such a bad idea!

Throwing the last pistachio into his mouth, and pulling all the empty shells on the table into the trash can, Wang Sanxiao stood up, looked at the sky outside, and decided to go to the antique market for two laps.

As long as he can remember, he has been scrambling in the pile of antiques, feeling that life in this world is short, feelings are nothingness, and the only thing that can last forever is these antiques that are lifeless but more agile than anyone else.

So when he is in a good mood, he likes to play with antiques. When he is in a bad mood, he is more used to burying himself in broken porcelain pieces. The delicate and cold touch of antiques can calm him down.

The most famous antique market in Beijing used to be Liulichang, but now it is Panjiayuan. If you want to find miscellaneous furniture, Minute Temple is the first choice.

Wang Sanxiao peeled pistachios and wandered aimlessly all the way. He was lazy everywhere except for one mouth. Eating all kinds of snacks, his mouth moves like a hamster.

He threw a handful of empty shells into the trash can, and when he looked up, he couldn't help laughing.

I saw Mu Xixi squatting at the door of a shop, carrying a blue and white general jar. He had long arms and legs, and was wearing a big dirty padded jacket. He was supposed to be a handsome and handsome young man, but now he was as dirty as a rat. .

Wang Sanxiao strode over, rubbing and playing with an unopened pistachio in his hand, and said with a leisurely smile: "A strong youth makes China strong. Seeing that classmate Xiao Mu loves antiques so much, the antiques of our country There is no need to worry about inheritance."

"Hey, Brother Xiao!" Mu Xixi raised his eyes to see him, his eyes immediately became active, and carefully put the general jar on his shoulder on the ground, "Look, Brother Xiao, I bought a Yuan blue and white flower."

Wang San smiled and looked down: "Well, it's so big."

"...Damn it," Mu Xixi's expression froze suddenly, and he asked in horror, "Your tone... did I punch my eyes?"

Wang Sanxiao raised his foot and kicked the pot, his face was full of disgust, but he said with a smile: "You didn't pay me for the palm eye fee, so I won't tell you."

Mu Xixi's eyes lit up: "This is simple, let's go?"

"You choked to death on belly fat in your last life, right? In this life you have to carry it on your shoulders?" Wang San smiled and glanced at the pot on the ground, then shook his head, "Let's go, uncle will take you to eat something foreign."

Five minutes later, the two were sitting in a roadside shop drinking old yogurt. Mu Xixi threw the jar aside and sat on a high stool to suck on the yogurt creakingly: "Brother Xiao, don't be fooled, tell me quickly. Me, did I punch my eyes?"

Wang San smiled and said, "Do you know where the general jars are more unearthed?"

"Beijing? Ming Tombs?"

"It's Yulin, Guangxi," Wang San said with a smile, "There is a little-known funeral custom in Guangxi. First, the coffin is used for burial. After three to five years, the coffin is dug up, and the bones are put into a jar in a certain order. This is called a second burial, and the general jar is used."

"Damn!!!!" Mu Xixi spat out a mouthful of yogurt, jumped up as if his tail had been stepped on, broke down and shouted, "Damn!!!!!!"

Wang San watched the play happily with a smile, with a smirk gloating on his misfortune.

Mu Xixi was in a bad mood, looked at him with a pale face, and trembled: "There are so many general jars in the market, are they all urns?"

Wang San smiled and looked at his pots with narrowed eyes, and said leisurely: "Most of these general pots come from Jingdezhen, Jiangxi. .”

"..." Mu Xixi looked down at his jar, and murmured, "I... can't be so unlucky, it's really an urn."

Wang Sanxiao put the general jar on the table, pointed to the fine blue and white on it and the iron red on the exposed part, "Su Ma Li Qing, Flint Red..."

Mu Xixi patted the table: "Yuan Qinghua!"

"Young man," Wang Sanxiao pushed the jar in front of him, "The general jar was first seen in the Jiajing Wanli Dynasty of the Ming Dynasty, and it was basically finalized in the Shunzhi period of the Qing Dynasty. How did you travel through and burn it out?"

"..." Mu Xixi curled his lips and lay down on the table in disgrace. After being depressed for less than three seconds, he regained his energy and said excitedly, "Since you say that, I am a fake?"

Wang Sanxiao looked at him with interest, wondering if this kid is stupid, so happy to buy a fake?

I just heard Mu Xixi say happily: "Fake is good, if it is a fake, it means it is not an urn, that's great, oh, I almost scared the shit out of me just now..."

Wang Sanxiao figured it out, this kid loves antiques and collects them, but he is still afraid of ghosts? ? ?

The two of them drank yogurt and ate snacks in the roadside shop, and just spent the whole afternoon like this. Before leaving, Wang Sanxiao was still a little bit unfulfilled. He always liked these beautiful and sloppy little farts Girl, patted Mu Xixi on the shoulder: "The antique you are looking for has already been formed."

Mu Xixi looked at him adoringly: "Brother Xiao, you are so awesome!"

"So-so," Wang San smiled and pinched his little face, "Get ready for the commission, uncle is not easy to dismiss."

Back to the hotel and prepared for one night, the next morning, Wang Sanxiao went straight to Hengyun Group with the materials. Wei Cong was having a morning meeting. Wang Sanxiao sat in the office and waited for a long time. Feeling a little bored, he went out Chat with the secretary and some girls.

After the meeting, Wei Cong came out of the elevator and felt that the atmosphere was not right. He turned his head and saw, good guy, Wang Sanxiao was sitting between five pretty girls, reading palms one by one.

——He has a handsome side face, with a smile like a flower, a pair of bright and loving peach blossom eyes narrowed, brows and corners of the eyes, full of youthful love, stretching out his hand to pinch the girl's white and tender little hand, the slender fingers are not inferior at all...

Zhao Liang followed his gaze and couldn't help but be speechless: "This..."

Wei Cong remained calm, and after a while, smiled lightly, and lightly reprimanded: "What a nonsense."

"Yeah, it's too nonsense..." Zhao Liang echoed, peeking at the smile in the corner of the boss's eyes, thinking to himself: Who is this nonsense...