cheongsam boy

Maybe it was because the tassel bell was too beautiful under Gu Zhuo's teasing, or maybe Gu Zhuo's deliberately lowered voice was too bewitching, Song Rin actually broke through the designated safety range, gritted his teeth and agreed.

This is the product of impulse, so naturally there will be regrets in retrospect.

Song Rin, who came back to his senses, didn't want to tell Gu Zhuo that he wanted to remove the string of tassel bells, but he didn't have the courage to say it.

——Because he was afraid of talking to Gu Zhuo.

This kind of fear does not originate from fear, but from Song Rin's fear of sticking to the same and not wanting to break through the status quo.Song Rin didn't know what magic power Gu Zhuo had, but he could clearly feel that every move of Gu Zhuo was bewitching him to step out of the safe zone.

To customize a cheongsam is an impulsive act, but under Gu Zhuo's instigation, the product of this impulse is getting bigger and bigger, like a nesting doll, one impulse within another impulse, the last time it was a high fork, this time it was tassels Bell, I don't know what the next time will be.

No, Song Rin will not let this happen 'next time'.

No matter how well-fitting and alluring that cheongsam is, it can only go so far.

After thinking it over clearly, Song Rin sighed, and didn't let his thoughts linger on this matter. He took the phone and deleted the dialogue with Gu Zhuo, and then went to listen to the training.

Sure enough, the language has been empty for a long time, and the thinking is easy to be biased after the environment changes. It took Song Rin almost a whole day to restore the language thinking to the proper word order, and then found English, French and German respectively. After practicing the simultaneous interpretation of the economic videos in three languages, I feel more at ease.

The same method was used the next day, but the practice time was greatly shortened, because he had to attend the cooperation dinner between Wu and Gu in the evening.

When I was abroad, I participated a lot, and it was easy to clean up. I chose a decent French shirt, added obsidian cufflinks to the details, combed all the broken hair on the forehead with a hair dryer, and sprayed it with a styling spray to keep it in shape. At the same time, it is not greasy.

The banquet venue was chosen at Gaoling Mountain Villa outside the city, which was far away from the apartment where he lived. Considering the traffic jam in the evening rush hour in the northern city, Song Rin went out two hours early.

Even though he was so early, he still couldn't escape the clutches of the traffic jam. Song Rin stepped on it after several times of traffic jams.

After handing over the keys to the parking staff, Song Rin straightened his suit buttons and walked towards the banquet venue. It is said that Wu Yonghan himself chose the venue this time. Song Linguang knew that he had put in a lot of effort by looking at the colorful lights outside the venue. Also aware of the importance of this dinner.

Stepping on the rustling shadows of the bamboo forest lights, Song Rin stepped onto the porch, pulled out the electronic version of the invitation letter sent to him by Wu Shixiu from his mobile phone, and put the QR code in front of the verification instrument.

During the infrared scanning, a soft tone that was deliberately lowered but could not be lowered came from the other side of the bamboo forest, which was interrupted by the sound of the wind and could not be heard clearly.

"Yes, I'm sorry...I'm here, haven't I? The shop is too busy...I promised you how could I not come...The road is blocked..."

Song Rin stopped and listened for a while. It wasn't that Gossip was interested in the content of the conversation, but he had been at home and abroad for so many years, and it was rare to hear such an authentic Cantonese ditty. I stopped and couldn't move my feet.

The scanning of the QR code has passed, but Song Rin still stood there and listened attentively, completely oblivious to the figure approaching him.

"Mr. Song, Mr. Song?"

Two consecutive shouts brought Song Rin back to his senses, and he turned around suddenly, only to find that it was Wu Shixiu's secretary Nie Erdong who was calling him.

Song Rin hurriedly collected her expression, and put on a decent smile: "Secretary Nie."

Nie Erdong followed Wu Yonghan, and now he is following Wu Shixiu, the importance is self-evident.

Nie Erdong turned sideways, and made a gesture of invitation to Song Rin: "Why don't you just stand outside the door and not go in, Mr. Xiao Wu is looking for you."

"I was fascinated by the lights in the bamboo forest, and couldn't move anymore." Song Rin complimented, "The layout of this banquet is really beautiful, elegant and not vulgar."

Hearing Song Rin's words, Nie Erdong's expression remained unchanged, and he led Song Rin away: "It's fine if you like it, this way."

Song Rin responded, and followed his footsteps to walk in.Different from the clothes and temples on the outside, the venue was filled with calm and atmospheric suits and ties, and the words of interest were attracted and pushed around.

As the home court, Wu's father and son were naturally in the middle of the siege, but fortunately, Nie Erdong opened the way, and Song Rin didn't have to make much effort.

"Hey, Xiao Lin, you're here." Wu Yonghan pushed the champagne handed over in front of him, affectionately embraced Song Rin's shoulders, and introduced to everyone, "Song Rin, the eldest son of the Song family."

No matter what Wu Yonghan introduced, just by seeing how he was able to push away the compliment and pull Song Rin over, everyone knew what his intention was, and they would not be negligent.

It's not that Song Rin has never experienced this kind of scene, but no matter how many times he has experienced it, Song Rin still feels embarrassed when he hears it, and the corners of his mouth with a modest smile are stiff and out of shape.

After a lot of compliments, whether it was sincere or flattering, Song Rin found a gap and stood behind Wu Shixiu, drawing everyone's attention to the real eldest son tonight.

"Brother Song Rin, you are really not authentic." Wu Shixiu took advantage of the gap between wine changes and lightly touched Song Rin's champagne.

Song Rin didn't feel ashamed when she was exposed, she raised her eyebrows and touched back: "Help block me, I'll treat you to dinner later."

"Okay, then I have to give you a good meal." Wu Shixiu squinted his eyes and smiled like a calculating fox, "otherwise I'm sorry for the wine I drank."

"Okay, slaughter as you like." Song Rin raised her head and took a sip of champagne.

In fact, if we don’t go down the stairs like this today, Song Rin will have to find a chance to have dinner with Wu Shixiu. Leaving aside the relationship of reorganizing the family, he and Wu Shixiu can chat in all aspects, and they can be regarded as close friends.

In addition, when he came out to his family, Wu Shixiu was one of the few people who spoke for him. This friendship alone can be remembered by Song Rin for a long time.

The two chatted slowly and in a low voice amidst the noise, occasionally bumping into each other, and somehow thought they were discussing some important contract plan.

Song Rin hugged her chest and asked in a low voice, "Why hasn't the Gu family arrived after so long?"

"No, I'm here early, I'm dealing with it at the other end," Wu Shixiu knocked on the wall of the cup, and said with a smile, "Why, do you want to give the gift and leave early?"

Song Rin raised his glass: "Otherwise, I ordered Fengji's Lamei takeaway, and it will be delivered to your door on time at 09:30."

Hearing Song Rin's reply, Wu Shixiu couldn't help grinning, but when he was about to say something, he suddenly pulled the corners of his mouth, and changed into a humble expression in a blink of an eye.

He gently pulled Song Rin, put the goblet on his chest, and shouted to the front: "Uncle Gu, Aunt Yu."

Following Wu Shixiu's movements, Song Rin hastily stopped his slack posture and turned around with his back stretched. He raised his eyes to look at the other party, but when his eyes converged, he suddenly met a pair of familiar fox eyes.

The owner of those fox eyes, he is very familiar with, is Gu Zhuo in the video conversation yesterday!

The moment he saw Gu Zhuo, Song Rin's brain exploded with a bang, and his scalp tingled uncontrollably. He never thought that Gu Zhuo would appear in this banquet.

The champagne in the glass rippled, and Song Rin's hand holding the handle of the glass was trembling. He didn't know why Gu Zhuo appeared here, but no matter what the reason, he could appear here and stand Among the Gu family's crowd, it shows that the position is not low.

Such a person, who was an ordinary cheongsam shop owner the day before, turned into a member of the upper class today, directly breaking Song Rin's rule of not overlapping social circles, and caught him off guard.

He didn't know what Gu Zhuo would say when we talked later, would he mention that he had ordered cheongsams? If he didn't tell his superficial lies, what was more important was that the secret he had painstakingly covered up for so many years was also true. will be made public...

Thinking of this, Song Rin's blood flowed backwards instantly, and while his breathing was choked, his whole body trembled uncontrollably.

But Wu Shixiu, who was fully engaged in the conversation, didn't notice it. After greeting the Gu family and his wife, he looked at Gu Zhuo who was standing behind, and asked with a smile, "If I'm not mistaken, this should be..."

"My youngest son, Gu Zhuo." Gu Xuanling leaned slightly and pushed Gu Zhuo forward, "I've been training outside before, and I'll be back to help soon."

Hearing Gu Xuanling's words, everyone knew the underlying hidden meaning, and all laughed and praised.

A gleam flashed in Wu Shixiu's eyes, and he stretched out his hand to Gu Zhuo: "Then please take care of Mr. Gu more."

Looking at Wu Shixiu's hand, Gu Zhuo just shook it back with a smile, but didn't respond to the words.

Gu Zhuo's attitude made Wu Shixiu's heart sink slightly, he withdrew his hand, and his mind turned quickly during the movements, thinking about Gu Zhuo's attitude.

After a pause in his thoughts, Wu Shixiu came up with a countermeasure. He stepped aside, exposed Song Rin to everyone's eyes, and said to Gu Xuanling, "Uncle Gu, this is the eldest son of the Song family, and also my brother, Song Rin."

Gu Xuanling looked Song Rin up and down, and in the blink of an eye, he understood the relationship between Wu Shixiu's words, and said clearly: "Oh, he is Uncle Song's grandson, he looks very similar to Uncle Song."

The conversation turned to him, no matter how flustered Song Rin was, he couldn’t escape before the incident happened, he smiled stiffly and replied: “Yes, Uncle Gu, Grandpa specially told me to come and talk to you today Greetings, he still remembers that you like carved jade pots, so he specially made one for you, and I hope you don't dislike it."

Even though the Song family has declined in the past few years, there are several generations of jade carving skills, and the value of any random object is very high. If it is a gift to this, the meaning of friendship cannot be more obvious.

Gu Xuanling groaned, and pulled Song Rin's hand affectionately: "Then it's too late to hold and cherish Song Rin... Hey, Song Rin, why are your hands shaking?"

The people around were all close, and Gu Xuanling didn't keep his voice down. After he yelled, the people around all turned their eyes to Song Rin's hand.

Under the photo imprint of the crystal chandelier above his head, the shaking of Song Rin's palms was infinitely magnified and exposed to everyone's sight.

"Brother Song Lin, are you alright?" Wu Shixiu hurriedly asked, "Are you feeling unwell?"

"It's all right," Song Rin forced a smile, took his hand out of Gu Xuanling's hand, and hid it behind his back, "I just accidentally bumped into a joint just now, and it hurts a bit."

Having said that, Song Rin put the wine glass on the standing table aside, and smiled apologetically at the two parties: "I'm sorry, I'll go to the bathroom first."

After finishing speaking, Song Rin didn't stay any longer, gave Wu Shixiu a reassuring look, and hurried to the bathroom behind the hall.

At this time, the banquet was opening, and men and women in all kinds of fancy clothes rushed towards the banquet hall. Song Rin seemed a little out of place in the retrograde, and seemed to be running away.

The decoration of the villa is magnificent, and even the decoration of the bathroom is expensive, like a private room for displaying collections.

Song Rin supported the bathroom stand, trying to calm herself down quickly while suppressing the shaking of her hands.

He knew that it was useless to panic now, the matter was a foregone conclusion, all he could do was to shut Gu Zhuo's mouth before he mentioned this matter.

Song Rin clenched the bathroom table tightly, exhaling heavily through her whitened knuckles, calming down the trembling emotions.

It's just that just as he was mentally prepared, a shout from behind smashed all the construction he had just made.

"Song Rin."

This voice was so familiar, Song Rin's head buzzed, and his back seemed to be slapped suddenly, and it bounced like a bow.Looking at the figure reflected in the mirror, he swallowed timidly.

Seeing Gu Zhuo getting closer and closer, Song Rin turned around defensively, and tried to call Boss Gu with the corner of her mouth pulled.

10. Taoyao