Lost [Transmigration Book]

The sound of the piano is still floating melodiously above the auditorium, soothing and gloomy.

Qiao Nanqi's sudden standing up was out of place.

Although Zhou Yueqing couldn't hear what was said on the other end of the phone, this momentary change made her feel puzzled, and she also had a feeling that at this moment Qiao Nanqi seemed to be much easier to talk about.

So she took the opportunity to say: "Mr. Qiao was joking just now, right? Before I gave the medical team to Zhao Rong, didn't you agree to my noble hand and not continue to help Ruan Cheng deal with us?"

Qiao Nanqi glanced at Zhou Yueqing, all the emotions that should not have appeared on him because of the word "Zhao Rong" were all suppressed, and Zhou Yueqing was so cold that he forgot what he said.

All his actions to restrain his sharpness just now seemed to be just because of that phone call, and all the good words were just illusions.

He just lowered his head slightly and said condescendingly, "Did I break my promise?"

--No.

He obviously just asked a question, but Zhou Yueqing already had the answer in his heart.

Qiao Nanqi only promised her not to help Ruan Cheng, but he didn't promise her not to do it himself.

From the beginning to the end, she was the one who acquiesced that this Young Master Qiao from Yangcheng would leave after only helping the Ruan family a few times. In fact, Qiao Nanqi never guaranteed or promised anything.

Zhou Yueqing's complexion became more and more ugly.

Qiao Nanqi didn't care about her at all at the moment.

He turned around and wanted to leave, but the auditorium was used for dinner today, and only the door was opened as a place for entry and exit.

Since Zhao Rong came, he must have come in from there.

——At this moment, the person was already at the door, and Ruan Cheng hung up the phone after saying a word, so he must have picked him up at the door.

Qiao Nanqi raised his head and glanced at the upper floor of the auditorium.

Doorway.

Zhao Rong led Liang Youjun into the door, and someone came up to him. He took off his windbreaker, and the staff took it, put it in the inner room and hung it up.

He himself doesn't like light-colored clothes, and today he still wears a pure black shirt with a decorative brooch hanging on the chest pocket, which is low-key but not monotonous.He didn't have an aggressive temperament like Qiao Nanqi or Ruan Cheng, and he was peaceful in his bones, but this peace seemed to be carved out of gold and jade, delicate and noble.

The people who entered the venue together glanced at him, and couldn't help but stop and look a few more times.

Liang Youjun stepped forward and followed behind Zhao Rong.

From a distance, he saw Ruan Cheng walking over with a young man on his arm. The man looked familiar, and he seemed to be a relatively low-key entertainer who was not well-known.

Liang Youjun whispered to Zhao Rong, "Boss, I'm familiar with this. Do you want to look a little more like this?"

Zhao Rong hadn't been to such occasions before, so she didn't care much about such things.

But he did know that in this kind of occasion, those who have a certain status will more or less bring some people, one is for superficiality, and the other is that the conversation will not be monotonous.Some of the people brought here are real partners, and some are just companions.

He also came to this kind of occasion in Yangcheng last time. At that time, he didn't bring anyone with him, but the people in Yangcheng still regarded him as the third young master of the Chen family, and no one paid attention to him.

In this regard, Liang Youjun is indeed more proficient than him. He smiled: "You can do whatever you want."

Liang Youjun took Zhao Rong's hand.

He was indeed very measured, he said he was holding it, but his wrist was slightly resting on Zhao Rong's arm, and he didn't use much strength.

It's just that from a distance, it really seems to be the case.

Ruan Cheng stood still in front of Zhao Rong, and unconsciously glanced at Liang Youjun, and glanced at the place where Liang Youjun was holding Zhao Rong.

He smiled meaningfully: "So Mr. Zhao has this taste now?"

Zhao Rong's eyes moved, and he said casually, "What? What does 'now' mean? Mr. Ruan knows my previous taste?"

There is another Qiao Nanqi behind Ruan Cheng, and the two of them are well aware of this.

Zhao Rong did not shy away from it.

The moment Ruan Cheng knew he was in Zhuxi, he didn't expect to hide Qiao Nanqi.It's just that he's settled down now. He married Lu Xingping a few months ago. In a blink of an eye, it's been more than half a year since he broke up with Qiao Nanqi. Thinking about it, everything is settled.

Qiao Nanqi... It's time to let go, right?

so long.

This person will not be still attached to it.

Zhao Rong collected his thoughts and walked in, when Ruan Cheng asked him, "Why did you suddenly change your mind?"

"They all said it was 'suddenly'," he smiled, "of course I wanted to come suddenly."

Ruan Cheng walked very slowly, for some reason, he seemed to be in a hurry to go in, but instead wanted to stop and enjoy the scenery slowly - if there is a scenery here.

Zhao Rong had no choice but to follow his pace and slow down.

When entering the arena, Zhao Rong also met Zhou Yueqing who happened to be walking out.

For some reason, Zhou Yueqing's complexion was very ugly.

Seeing him, Zhou Yueqing froze for a moment.

She frowned and looked at Zhao Rong, then turned her head subconsciously, looked inside the auditorium, and suddenly showed a look of enlightenment.

But just as she was about to speak, Ruan Cheng said displeasedly: "Miss Zhou, Mr. Zhao is my guest today."

Zhou Yueqing glanced at him.

For a moment, she said inexplicably, "It turns out to be like this."

With Ruan Cheng here, she naturally wouldn't stay longer, and walked away.

Zhao Rong felt that the atmosphere between the two was a little strange.

But the Ruan family and the Zhou family didn't deal with it in the first place, no matter how strange it was, it seemed normal.

He continued to go in with Ruan Cheng, and the two introduced the people they brought with them.

In the words, Zhao Rong heard that Ruan Cheng seemed to be very curious about the matter between Liang Youjun and him, and in a few words, he had the purpose of asking Liang Youjun why he appeared by his side.

In fact, there is nothing wrong with this, and Ruan Cheng is not a stranger.

It's just that Zhao Rong felt weird in his heart, so he took a step back and said vaguely: "I took him with me when I came here, and he has no place to go, and there is no one around me, that's all."

This can be understood in any way.

Ruan Cheng wanted to ask something else, but Zhao Rong said, "Mr. Ruan, I'm here this time to talk to you about future cooperation."

"Do you have any fancy projects? Or, I'll send you a copy of our latest materials."

They entered the auditorium.

There were only human voices in the auditorium, but for some reason, after Zhao Rong entered, a new piano piece just happened to play.

The notes at the beginning of this piano piece trembled a few times. I don't know if the performer suddenly lost his mind or panicked, obviously trembling.It's just that the player who played it was of a very high level, and it shook at the beginning but it didn't affect the subsequent notes to roll out at all, and the tune slowly spread out, smooth and peaceful.

It is Zhao Rong's favorite rhythm.

He doesn't like those high-spirited classical music, he can't appreciate it, he only likes to listen to the tunes of the Liba people.

I didn't expect to hear such a song at this kind of party.

He took a step.

Someone inside saw Ruan Cheng and was going up to say hello to Ruan Cheng.

Zhao Rong glanced at the scene and saw many unknown people.

This brisk little tune seems to have given him a comfortable starting position. He was a little strange and cautious just now, but now he has relaxed.

Also because I relaxed, my thoughts that had been vague for a long time finally came to a decision at this moment.

Under Ruan Cheng's introduction, Zhao Rong got to know each other better.

The other party was surprised: "I think Mr. Zhao's conversation is extraordinary, and he lives up to his name. Moreover, Mr. Zhao's understanding of this place is not at all like a foreigner who just arrived."

Zhao Rong was startled.

He was used to the reaction of others who glanced at him and said "Oh, that Zhao Rong", when he suddenly heard something completely different, he felt a little stunned for a moment.

After exchanging business cards with the other party, and waiting for the person to leave, the two continued to walk in.

When Ruan Cheng stopped, they were standing right under the piano table on the third floor, and the sound of the piano seemed to be right next to his ears.

Zhao Rong raised his eyes and glanced at the back of the person playing the piano slightly exposed outside the railing, and a sense of familiarity emerged from the bottom of his heart for a moment.

In fact, it wasn't even a back view, he could only vaguely see the man's black hair.

Bisheng is such a perspective that he can hardly see anything clearly, but he feels a little familiar.

But this sense of familiarity had just surfaced, and before he even had time to think about it, Ruan Cheng called out to him: "...Mr. Zhao?"

Zhao Rong came back to his senses, looked away, smiled and said to Ruan Cheng, "Actually, what I want to talk to Mr. Ruan is not just the investment I mentioned earlier."

"Could it be that you won't vote for me again?" Ruan Cheng deliberately showed a worried look, "It's very difficult for me."

"No, I want to lead some projects myself. Of course, I have to start by registering the company, finding people, and building a team. I will take care of these things by myself, but after that, I still need to cooperate with Mr. Ruan. As for doing What... We talked about it when we were in Yangcheng."

Zhao Rong these years, especially before the downfall of Chen Da and Chen San, was inconvenient to do anything but play, played the most, and even came up with some ideas.

Some ideas, even in Yangcheng, Zhao Rong has never seen anyone do it, let alone Zhuxi, which is not as prosperous as Yangcheng.Although the Zhou family is a veteran in the entertainment industry, they are actually taking a more traditional path without much innovation.

It is not impossible to intervene.

It takes boldness.

What Zhao Rong lacked before was this boldness.

"I remember..." Ruan Cheng narrowed his eyes, "At that time, I thought Mr. Zhao's idea was very good, but your evaluation of yourself was 'inexperienced, simple idea', don't you think so now?"

"People's ideas are not always static."

Having said that, this decision was actually made by Zhao Rong a few minutes ago.

He had clearly thought about it for several days and was still hesitating.

But sometimes the decision comes so suddenly, it may be because of the freshness of this circle that is completely different from Yang Cheng at the moment of coming here, or it may be because of Zhao Mingyi's repeated words, or even Because the piano music he heard trembled when he came in, and then slowly rose steadily and smoothly, which was quite similar to his state of mind at this time...

He suddenly decided.

Just like he suddenly changed his mind to come here, he also suddenly changed his mind, and he didn't want to just spend his whole life in a daze like this.

Do whatever you want.

Ruan Cheng seemed a little surprised by his sudden decision, and after reacting for a while, he said slowly, "Why don't I meet you often, but every time, I feel like I just met you?"

Zhao Rong just smiled and didn't speak.

"Mr. Ruan has a broad vision and sees a lot." Liang Youjun is obviously very skilled in such occasions. He still holds Zhao Rong's arm and said jokingly, "People like me, when they see my boss, they just think I'm really good." Lucky."

It's been a while since they came in, and the piano music has already been changed.

Just now it was very smooth from the beginning to the end, but now it has come to the end, the note is getting lower and lower, it should have flowed like a torrent of water, but when Liang Youjun's voice fell, there was a sudden tremor.

——Although the people invited to this party are of a high level, it sounds like they are inexperienced?

Zhao Rong was thinking, Ruan Cheng picked up two glasses of wine from the side and handed him one.

He waved his hand: "I don't drink."

Liang Youjun looked around and said, "I didn't see any juice."

At this moment, a waiter was clearing an apparently used table not far away.

Zhao Rong first asked Ruan Cheng and others to wait for a while, then he stepped forward and said to the waiter, "Can I have a glass of juice, please? It's fine at room temperature."

The other party naturally responded, bowed his head and continued to tidy up.

But the waiter paused, and suddenly picked up a small object from the table.

"...strange," the waiter muttered to himself, "is there any guest?"

Zhao Rong, who was about to turn around, just glanced at it subconsciously, but when he saw the cufflinks in the waiter's hand, he stopped and his expression changed slightly.

Seeing that the waiter was going to find the owner with the cufflinks, he stretched out his hand and said, "Can you show me?"

"Is this yours?" The other party put the cufflinks in his palm and asked him.

The cold touch brought by the metal came through the palm, the real feeling of putting it in the hand and the close observation made Zhao Rong sure that he did not admit his mistake.

He didn't react, but he still said, "...Yes, it's mine."

The people who come here are either rich or expensive, and it is impossible for someone to lie about such a small cufflink. Naturally, the waiter did not suspect him, picked up the packed things and left.

Zhao Rong stood where he was, looking down at the little cuff button on his palm.

There is a swallow pattern on the cuff buttons, and the swallow's eyes are a light blue gemstone, restrained and brilliance, light and luxurious.The entire cufflinks are plated with a silver-gray metallic color, which is obviously used to match light-colored clothes.

Originally in jet black, this embellished jewel is more understated.

When he bought it, he thought that the shirt with light blue stripes and white background was very suitable for Qiao Nanqi, and the swallow pattern on the cufflinks was very similar to the seemingly light and elegant temperament of this man, but the cufflinks were too low key.

Qiao Nanqi shouldn't keep a low profile.

So after buying that suit, Zhao Rong specially asked someone to replace the black gemstones on the cuff buttons with light blue ones.

This dress is not a custom-made style, and the cufflinks are not limited to only one pair.

But only this pair of cufflinks has light blue swallow eyes.

For a moment, Zhao Rong thought back to Zhou Yueqing's strange reaction when he went out to see him just now, and Ruan Cheng's urgency in not wanting Zhou Yueqing to have a word with him at all.

Qiao Nanqi...

Zhao Rong slowly clenched his fist, grasped the cuff button in his palm, and scanned the scene without any trace.

If it was on the first floor, with his understanding and familiarity with Qiao Nanqi, he could have seen it at a glance when he just came in.

Thinking of this, Zhao Rong raised his head slightly and glanced at the place where the piano was placed on the stage on the third floor.

Then, he withdrew his gaze, put the cufflinks in his pocket, turned around, and walked back to where Ruan Cheng and the others were.

Liang Youjun had already offered a glass of wine to Ruan Cheng on Zhao Rong's behalf, and seeing that he came back empty-handed, he said, "Boss, didn't you want juice?"

"Bring it over later."

"Oh."

"..."

In front of the grand piano.

With his back to everyone below, Qiao Nanqi sat on the piano bench, relying on his few memories and guesses, playing the piece that Zhao Rong might like.

The moment Zhao Rong came in, he was still watching.

But he only saw the young man wearing glasses holding Zhao Rong's hand, the two of them laughed together and walked in with Ruan Cheng.

He felt pain in his eyes, turned around quickly, and pressed the keys.It's a pity that my heart was too ups and downs, and I didn't know where to press those few times.

Fortunately, Zhao Rong didn't notice anything unusual.

He listened to Zhao Rong and the others talking, and most of the time he couldn't hear clearly, only when the song started and ended or when it was relaxing in the middle, the surroundings were quite quiet, and occasionally he could hear some.

The few things I heard were mostly the exchanges between Zhao Rong and Ruan Cheng on the cooperation plan, and the young man inserted a sentence from time to time, between the lines was his understanding of Zhao Rong and his close relationship with Zhao Rong, and his heart became more and more bitter. The tune played in the hand had to be brisk.

Qiao Nanqi only felt as if he had been cut in two, and it was as uncomfortable as being torn, but he had to stick back intact, unable to show any pain.

Not long after, Ruan Cheng led Zhao Rong to make friends with other people from Zhuxi, and Qiao Nanqi could no longer hear what they were talking about.

The person who was in charge of playing the piano at the beginning had already been called away by him, and he sat here, playing on his own.

He used to play the piano to vent his emotions before, but now he doesn't know how long he has been playing, and he has played too much, and instead he is enjoying himself while suffering.

Zhao Rong is in a good mood.

Zhao Rong is no longer what he used to be when he was by his side. No one knows what is warm and what is hot, and no one is with him during the holidays. Even on his birthday, he can only ask Sister Li to make simple longevity noodles for one night.What he brought about, or caused by his negligence, will never happen again.

Now, Zhao Rong's side is very lively, with someone to accompany him, and he is no longer alone during the holidays. He is still standing here, chatting with other people.

In short, it is happier than before.

——Zhao Rong is doing better now than before.

At some point, Ruan Cheng came up.

Qiao Nanqi tapped his fingers on the keys, and the sound of the piano stopped abruptly.

"……gone?"

"They called their driver, but I didn't send it."

Qiao Nanqi said no more.

He sat for a while, thinking that Zhao Rong should get in the car and leave anyway, so he got up, went to the compartment where the coat was hung, put on the coat and left alone.

But as soon as he walked out the door, his footsteps stopped suddenly.

At this time, the night has been covered, there are not many high-rise buildings in Zhuxi, the starry night is flowing above, and the surrounding lights are bright.

Zhao Rong stood in front of him, with one hand in his pocket, with a calm expression on his face. The face that often appeared in his dreams now seemed to be covered by a layer of haze in such a dim night. For a moment, it really looked like It came from his dream to his eyes.

Zhao Rong's coat was very loose, but it was draped vaguely around his body, barely hanging on his shoulders.The collar of the black shirt inside was slightly raised, wrapping around his neck, setting off the elegant neck line.

Maybe it was for the party, he didn't always wear a scarf as usual.

It seems that the wind can be poured directly into the neckline.

Subconsciously, Qiao Nanqi took a step forward, wanting to fasten Zhao Rong's button.

The next moment, reason emerged and pulled him out of the joy of seeing Zhao Rong up close.

He jerked back from his forward motion and took a staggering step back.

"I……"

He wants to explain.

Zhao Rong just looked at Qiao Nanqi quietly.

Beside him, Liang Youjun didn't dare to speak at all, watching the two stalemate silently.

It's a pity that Young Master Qiao can speak sharply in front of Ruan Cheng, and can also suppress Zhou Yueqing with a few words, but in front of the silent Zhao Rong, he can't hold back a single sophistry for himself.

"……sorry."

That's all he could say.