best day

A gust of spring breeze blew down a few unknown flowers on the tree.

Their small movements made Du Wei suddenly wake up, and pushed Zheng Luolai away, blushing and speechless.

What's going on here?

He really didn't know what to do now.

If he was angry, he didn't refuse the whole process of such a passionate kiss.

Or do you say a few witty words like you would treat a girl?

Seeing such a big man, Ermeng really couldn't speak.

36 counting is the best policy.

Sure enough, Dewey, who had been silent for a while, suddenly said, "I...I'm going to sleep."

After speaking, he hurriedly climbed out of the hot spring and ran back to the house.

Zheng Luolai, who was thrown on the spot, smiled faintly, picked up a bottle of sake and drank again.

-

Literally stayed up all night.

Dewey lay curled up in the quilt on the tatami, his mind was full of wild thoughts and he didn't feel sleepy at all.

Later, when Zheng Luolai came in and turned off the light and lay beside him, he didn't even dare to move.

It wasn't until he felt that the person had fallen asleep that he sat up bored and continued to worry.

"If you do this again, I will break up with you!"

Of course Dewey still remembered what he had said, but the question was that he didn't push him away because he was confused just now, was it too weird to lose his temper again?

I really don't know what's wrong with the person in front of me, he keeps repeating it like he didn't hear it...

Apologize after kissing, kiss again after apologizing.

It's not in vain that everyone calls him a hooligan.

Time passed slowly, and the Japanese-style hut gradually became slightly brighter.

The first ray of sunlight in the morning shines on the wooden platform by the hot spring, against the sparkling water, I don’t know how beautiful it is.

It's a pity that the tired Dewey didn't have the heart to appreciate it.

Zheng Luolai, on the other hand, had a good night's sleep, slowly opened his eyes in the gentle morning breeze, then looked at the haggard Dewey and said, "Morning."

Dewey was nervous, and stammered and began to explain: "My... I drank too much last night, don't think about it."

Can you drink more than ten degrees of sake?

Zheng Luolai likes to smile or not: "I also drank too much."

Dewey said oh, and sat cross-legged on the tatami mat and continued to be in a daze, really like a little monk.

Zheng Luolai got up and said nonchalantly, "I'm going to sign the contract today. I don't think you've slept well. You'll catch up on sleep in the morning. In the afternoon, a tour guide will come here to find you and take you around Yangmingshan. I'll tell you how to make money tomorrow. "

"Make money?" Dewey recovered a little.

Zheng Luolai smiled: "Yes, all the money you make belongs to you."

Dewey didn't know what was going on, but he nodded happily: "Wow, wow."

...What a guy who is easily manipulated.

Zheng Luolai rolled his eyes, then called the front desk of the clubhouse to call for breakfast, got up and walked into the bathroom to take a shower.

His attitude didn't seem to have changed from before.

Du Ermeng, who had been flustered in his heart, calmed down a little, showing a posture of going to the end to hide his ears and steal his bell.

-

The attractively colored udon looks very appetizing.

Dewey kept his head down and concentrated on eating.

Zheng Luolai, on the other hand, seemed absent-minded, only drank some tea, and then reviewed the contract and documents over and over again.

"It's done today, did that person surnamed Xiao fight with you?" Dewey asked suddenly.

Zheng Luolai said: "I didn't find out, who knows what he is going to do in Taiwan, this person has a very weird temper."

Dewey sucked on the noodles and said, "Oh..."

Zheng Luolai suddenly put away the stack of printed A4 papers and said, "I'm leaving, I'll come pick you up at night."

After speaking, as if thinking about something, he actually picked up Dewey's coat and took out his wallet.

Dewey immediately screamed: "Hey, I'm already destitute!"

Zheng Luolai glanced at him contemptuously, then took out this guy's ID card, and stuffed it in with a stack of Taiwan dollars: "If you lose your temper again, you will leave Treasure Island, and all your ID cards will be confiscated."

After finishing speaking, before Ermeng could explain, she took the briefcase and left.

-

"Eh? Auction?"

The next day, Dewey cried out in surprise while sitting in the car.

Zheng Luolai drove the official car as fast as his sports car, and his expression was still calm: "Yes, my grandpa has his eyes on a piece of porcelain from the Northern Song Dynasty."

Dewey was puzzled: "Then how do you make money?"

Zheng Luolai said: "The porcelain started at 3000 million Taiwan dollars, my grandfather gave me 500 million, and the rest will belong to me. You go to shoot today, and I will give you the cheap price."

Hearing this, Dewey panicked: "What, what?! Then you can't pay back."

Zheng Luolaihan: "Do you know that there is a thing called exchange rate in this world?"

"Ah...oh!" Dewey suddenly realized, checked it with his mobile phone and drooled: "If no one robs me, wouldn't I have 800 million, wow, rich!"

Zheng Luolai couldn't bear to hit him, so he just kept silent.

-

Dewey, who was originally happy, just entered the auction hall, and found out that his dream would probably be shattered.

Because a very familiar figure appeared in the first row of seats.

Xiao Zian.

Zheng Luolai frowned, walked over and said, "Is it interesting, my grandpa likes that bottle, not I want it."

Xiao Zian smiled: "Can't my grandma like it? It's not that I want it."

At this moment, no matter how stupid De Wei was, he could still feel that the relationship between the two was not good. He stared at Xiao Zian with the eyes of a liar.

But Xiao Zian seemed very happy, and even said hello, "Hi, Du Xiaowei~"

"Cut..." Dewey responded with a strange sound, turned around and went to find a seat elsewhere.

Zheng Luolai bent his eyes: "Oh, it's so unwelcome."

Xiao Zian didn't say a word, he lowered his head and flipped through the auction brochure with a relaxed expression on his face.

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"The next auction item can be said to be the top priority of all commodities today, a brown plum vase with flowers from Ding Kiln in the Northern Song Dynasty..."

Dewey, who was already bored to the point of drowsiness, immediately regained his energy when he heard the auctioneer's introduction.

In line with the good principle that he did not invest in it himself, when the auction started, he immediately took the lead in raising the sign.

The auctioneer smiled and said, "No.12 guests bid 200 million Taiwan dollars."

Then, other guests who came for this also raised their cards one after another.

For a while, the price rose rapidly like an Arhat stacked on top of each other.

Xiao Zian didn't move at first, and when it was 4000 million, he slowly raised his racket to signal.

The auctioneer said happily: "Guest No. 500 bid [-] million."

Dewey hurried on.

"NO.12 bid 700 million Taiwan dollars."

Xiao Zian didn't seem to be in a hurry, and he turned his head and smiled at them.

"Guest No. 5000, [-] million Taiwan dollars."

"NO.12 guests 5000 two million."

"Number seven, fifty-five million."

"NO.12, fifty seven million."

Xiao Zian curled his lips and raised the price again.

The auctioneer was excited: "Guest No. 500 bid 500 million Taiwan dollars for the Ding Kiln plum vase, [-] million Taiwan dollars once..."

This price has far exceeded the market positioning of that antique. Zheng Luolai, who was always watching the excitement, touched Dewey and said softly: "It's too expensive. If he wants to be taken advantage of, you can let him do it."

But Ermeng is not Ermeng if he has a brain, he was very angry when he saw Xiao Zian's provocative expression, and impulsively changed a sign and held it up high.

拍卖师已经是笑容满面：“NO.12嘉宾出价7000万！7000万！有更高的价格吗？7000万一次，7000万两次，最后的机会了朋友们，7000万三次！成交！”

As the voice sounded, the hammer fell heavily.

For a moment, all the shining masterpieces were aimed at Dewey's too young face.

"Well, this extremely rare brown plum vase with flowers from Ding Kiln in the Northern Song Dynasty has become a precious collection of Mr. Du from Beijing. Congratulations!" The auctioneer felt that he had made a great contribution to the auction house and applauded first.

It wasn't until then that Dewey felt that something was wrong, so he buried his head in his mobile phone and made the calculations. Sure enough, the money given by Grandpa Zheng was too much...

Then he found that Zheng Luolai was looking at him speechlessly, and immediately smiled: "I will support you five thousand yuan, RMB...don't worry too much...as the saying goes, you will come back after you lose all your money~"

-

After completing the formalities and paying the money sadly, the sad Du Ermeng followed the dumbfounding Zheng Luolai out of the auction house.

The sun outside is very glaring, and under the glaring sunlight, the glaring Xiao Zian smiled glaringly: "Oh, ah, Mr. Zheng really spends a lot of money, isn't it better than me and other grassroots people."

Zheng Luolai didn't think that Dewey's matter was so important, but just seeing this man was very uncomfortable, so he said with a sullen face, "I'm happy."

Xiao Zian couldn't stop laughing, he was almost beaming with joy.

Dewey, who felt a little wronged at first, blushed from the laughter, and suddenly shouted: "Okay, I will pay you!"

"Don't embarrass me, let's go!" Zheng Luolai grabbed Dewey and walked towards the parking lot.

While walking, he called the old man to report the result: "Grandpa, I took a picture of that antique."

Zheng Songyan was still leisurely: "Okay, next month is the [-]th birthday of the old lady of the Xiao family, so I just use this to celebrate her birthday, so she always says I'm stingy."

……

……

After hearing these words, Zheng Luolai stopped involuntarily.

He really, really, really wants to leave all the swear words he knows on the happy land of Baodao.