There is a crematorium, I won't say who it is

Zhuo Yiming went upstairs to change into clean clothes, and when he returned to the store, he happened to see Jiang Zhiye wandering in front of the showcase, but Xie Wen didn't know where he was.

The two waiters in the store were absent today, Assistant Meng was out on business, and no one served Jiang Zhiye.Seeing how he was walking leisurely by himself, he shouldn't need anyone to come forward to disturb him.

But, it's impossible to really let go of others, right? Zhuo Yiming struggled a bit, but he still stepped forward to talk to him.

"Mr. Jiang..."

The man standing in front of the showcase turned around, raised his brows slightly, his eyes fell apart with Zhuo Yiming's touch, and it was regarded as a simple greeting.

Jiang Zhiye has a pair of long and narrow peach blossom eyes, when he is not in the mood to flirt with others, he shows a bit of depth and coldness, but if he wants to deliberately seduce someone, there is a hook in his eyes, gently pulling him away.

Although men were not Zhuo Yiming's favorite type, he was still shaken by his appearance and couldn't help leaning towards him.

"Mr. Jiang, do you want to see the piano?" Zhuo Yiming walked directly opposite him, and opened the display cabinet. "The musical instruments here are all well-made, and the appearance is also very beautiful."

Jiang Zhiye nodded indifferently, and asked an irrelevant question: "Is this store opened by your brother?"

Zhuo Yiming was stunned: "Yes, here, including the custom-made exhibition hall inside, are all run by my brother."

Jiang Zhiye didn't say anything else, and chatted about Zhuo Yiming's affairs in a side-by-side manner: "Do you usually stay with him in the store, and there are no classes at school?"

"It's basically like this," Zhuo Yiming said. "When I'm not busy with schoolwork, I will go to the concert with my brother. If there is any instrumental music exhibition in the city, we will go together."

Jiang Zhiye captured one of the key words: "Do you like the instrumental music exhibition?"

"Well," Zhuo Yiming nodded emphatically, "I like to see these exhibitions very much, and sometimes I collect some, but most of them are bought by my brother."

Besides playing the violin, it was one of his only hobbies.

It was a coincidence that Zhuo Yiming's hobbies fell within Jiang Zhiye's range fairly.

"It just so happens that I also like collecting musical instruments."

Jiang Zhiye looked at him intently, and then smiled after a while: "But I'm an amateur, so you must not understand me."

"Really?" Zhuo Yiming was pleasantly surprised, "What kind of musical instruments does Mr. Jiang like to collect?"

Jiang Zhiye said a few names casually, and the boy's eyes became brighter and brighter, filled with envy.He paused, and then said: "It's useless to keep those violins with me. If you like it, you can pick a few and take them away."

Zhuo Yiming was a little moved, and then he thought about it, they are all handmade by famous masters, Mr. Jiang didn't buy them, so he just put them up and looked at them?What's more, the price of just picking out a piece is more than six figures, and you can give it away as soon as you say it. Does this person really like collecting musical instruments or like spending money?

Seeing that he was still hesitating, Jiang Zhiye didn't speak, his eyes turned around and fell on the figure outside the glass window.

But there is a piano that has been out of print for a long time, and Zhuo Yiming really wanted to see it when he heard Jiang Zhiye mention it, so he asked softly, "I don't want to take Mr. Jiang's piano, but just take a look around, is that okay? "

Everything was going in the direction Jiang Zhiye expected. Three minutes later, he successfully obtained Zhuo Yiming's contact information, and by the way, made an appointment for the next meeting.

Zhuo Yiming was overjoyed, and his attitude became more active. After a while, he extended an invitation to Jiang Zhiye: "There is also an exhibition hall for handmade violins, Mr. Jiang, is there any interest in visiting?"

After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked behind the cash register, pushed open a glass door facing inward, and continued walking with Jiang Zhiye.

The decoration outside the door is brilliant and bright, but the inside is unique. The place is decorated in a simple and elegant style by the owner. Just looking at the heavy metal Italian Milanese mechanical clock hanging on the wall, you can know that everything here is expensive.

Where did Xie Wen get so much money to support his hobbies?

Jiang Zhiye thought it was a bit strange, but he didn't ask any more questions. Zhuo Yiming walked up to the warmly lit window, pointed to the violin inside and said, "All the violins in this exhibition hall are made by my brother himself. Many of them have already represented China in the International Instrumental Music Exhibition Exchange Awards, and even won awards.”

Hearing Zhuo Yiming's complacent tone, Jiang Zhiye jokingly said, "Xie Wen won the award, you are happier than him."

"Of course, my brother is the best violin maker in the world."

Jiang Zhiye was noncommittal, and his eyes fell on the long wooden table in the corner of the exhibition hall, which was full of unpainted piano boards and small pieces of untrimmed spruce wood. It can be vaguely imagined that here, meticulous carving is Xie Wen's daily life .

In his eyes, it was no different from planing wood, so Xie Wen was labeled as boring again.

"Mr. Jiang," Zhuo Yiming's voice sounded again. He still remembered the unhappiness between the two of them on the night of the concert, and felt that now is a good time to reconcile, so he said, "If you plan to collect violins in the future, You can also consider my brother's work, he is really good."

Jiang Zhiye stood in front of the display case, pointing his finger on the glass surface vaguely, making it difficult for people to see whether he meant to agree or not.

During this period of time, he really wanted to collect some violin instruments, so he took time out of his busy schedule to go to the concert hall, in order to block that William who was finally willing to perform in front of the public. Wen replaced it.

Thinking of this, Jiang Zhiye said with a half-smile: "I heard that there is a violin-making teacher who doesn't come out very often in the circle. He is Italian and his name is William. Yiming should have heard of it, right?"

It is true that there is William, but he is not Italian, he just has some Italian blood. Besides, William is—

Zhuo Yiming frowned, suddenly he was afraid to speak, and he refused to confirm the guess in his heart easily. He hesitated and said, "Mr. Jiang, the William you said should be..."

"What should it be?"

A cold voice interrupted Zhuo Yiming's words.

At the entrance of the exhibition hall, Xie Wen was leaning against the door with folded arms, still holding the mobile phone in his hand. He tilted his head slightly, frowned and looked at Jiang Zhiye: "Aren't you leaving?"

There is a strong resistance in the words.

Jiang Zhiye casually walked in front of a violin, and tapped his knuckles on the board: "Let's see if Xie Da's luthier's craftsmanship is really as good as Yiming said."

Yiming.

When they went out to answer the phone, the two had already called each other by name.Xie Wen glanced at Zhuo Yiming, and said in a cold tone: "Of course, the ability to do a small business to make ends meet won't be in the eyes of President Jiang. You should go to your teacher William."

He hooked his fingers at Zhuo Yiming, and the next second, the boy obediently walked to his side, bowing his head in silence.

Jiang Zhiye looked over and saw Xie Wen smiling at him, as if the ice and snow were melting.

"Mr. Jiang," he said word by word, with sarcasm on his lips, "I look forward to that Mr. William can make a violin for you himself."

This provocation is very useful to Jiang Zhiye.

The first time they met was not pleasant. Taking advantage of the good mood today, Jiang Zhiye didn't want to bring up the past, but when Xie Wen saw him, he seemed to be on the first level of alert. Keep.

This made him have to think about the concert that day.

Jiang Zhiye suddenly lost interest in continuing to read, raised his eyelids and glanced at Xie Wen, and said casually: "Really, then... I would like to borrow Mr. Xie's good words."

The two parted ways again.

It was still raining on the street, Jiang Zhiye ignored Zhuo Yiming's worried eyes, and walked out of the store with long legs.

He raised his eyes and looked at the name of the shop: He Rijun will come again.

again?With such a disappointing owner, who wants to come again.

Jiang Zhiye took out the car keys and started the car, stepped on the gas pedal and drove away.

This continuous rain has lasted for nearly three days. Once the rain stopped, the temperature rose slightly, and the weather in Tangjia City seemed to return to summer again.

The music festival has not yet passed, Xie Wen took his assistant to attend several chambers of commerce these days, and had a few meals with the president of the Municipal Music Association. He has been busy socializing, and naturally forgot about the bad things that happened before.

Besides, Zhuo Yiming has always been obedient in front of him, and he also admitted that Jiang Zhiye did not take the initiative to contact him during this time.

Xie Wen also slowly relaxed.

Today coincided with the sponsors and music association holding a summit, and celebrities from all walks of life in Tangjia City were invited.The summit location was set at a hotel in the downtown business district. Xie Wen entered the elevator wearing a well-tailored suit. As soon as he pressed the cursor on the fourth floor, he heard an assistant beside him asking in a low voice.

"Thank you boss... Aren't we going to the fifth floor for a meeting?"

Xie Wen twirled his cuff buttons and said, "Let's not go now, a friend is in the film exhibition area on the fourth floor."

Hearing the word "friend", Assistant Meng said clearly, and he could already imagine who it was: "It turns out that Mr. Xian is also here to attend the summit today."

Thinking about it, since the Music Association invited celebrities from all walks of life, how could there be no well-known photographers in the entertainment industry.

When the two of them got out of the elevator, the bright red carpet and the passing waiters came into view. The place is full of clothes, and men and women are chatting happily. It is dazzling and overwhelmed.

Assistant Meng knew that her boss was here to meet a friend, so she took out a glass of champagne from the waiter's tray and handed it to Xie Wen, and said in a low voice, "I won't disturb your chat with Mr. It’s also good to know more friends, I’m going to the fifth floor to prepare for the summit.”

In a blink of an eye, he felt that what he said was a bit redundant. His boss had always been very mature in his work, so there was nothing to worry about.

"Don't worry," Xie Wen took the wine in his hand and said lightly, "I'll see you later."

Bypassing the reception, the huge hall is divided into several exhibition areas, and various works of art such as photography, musical instruments, and paintings are displayed in categories for people to watch.

Xie Wen walked through several corridors. During the period, many women in dresses came up to talk and introduced their identities during the conversation. Most of them were supermodels and actors in the entertainment industry.He knows very little about the entertainment industry, and the only impressions he has are based on the popular science of his friends who work in the entertainment industry.

Although these people are of little value for communication, Xie Wen still greets them patiently-he has always been very gentlemanly towards ladies.Walking around the corridor like this, almost all the young men and women focused their attention on him.

There is no other reason. Xie Wen is wearing a platinum suit today, and his amber eyes are slightly smiling, which fits the prince in European fairy tale movies very well. In addition, he has a slender waist and long legs, and his body proportions are very beautiful. There are countless people who strike up a conversation.

Entering the film exhibition area, the number of people gradually decreased.In the semi-open studio near the spiral staircase, two men were toasting and chatting.One of them was wearing a casual shirt with his back facing Xie Wen, his smooth jaw was slightly tensed, and he was talking seriously with the man in formal suit in front of him.

Xie Wen recognized his friend at a glance, and stepped up: "Xian Lu."

The man turned around, a smile appeared on his clear and expressionless face: "Awen, you are here."

Xie Wen walked up to Xian Lu and stood still, only then did he notice that the man in front of his friend was looking at him with amazed eyes.Before the two could open their mouths, the man laughed and said, "Mr. Xian, this is..."

"This is my good friend, a very famous violinist, Xie Wen," Xian Lu touched the wine glass with Xie Wen tacitly, and then introduced the man, "Awen, this is the president of the original equipment. Mr Moriyahara."

Xie Wen greets politely.

He has heard a little about the name of the original equipment. Many music schools in the city provide teaching equipment from this company. It is said that all the precision camera equipment in Xianlu Studio is also customized from the original.To put it simply, this company is the head snake of Tangjia City, and it is no exaggeration to say that it is an oligarch in terms of equipment supply.

"Mr. Yuan, it's a pleasure to meet you." Xie Wen offered to extend his hand, "I have cooperated with your company before, and both parties are very satisfied."

"Oh?" A trace of surprise flashed in Yuan Moriya's eyes, she stepped forward to hold Xie Wen's hand, and looked at him at the same level, "If I had known that Mr. Xie had ordered the previous customer, I would have personally supervised the work."

He held Xie Wen's hand, and continued to talk about other things.

The other party's attitude was a little too enthusiastic, which made Xie Wen a little puzzled.

He said a few words to Yuan Senya, during which he tried to withdraw his finger two or three times but failed. The man opposite seemed to have caught some kind of stimulant, and his naked eyes were glued to him undisguisedly.

Xie Wen understood, and had a guess about Yuan Senya's intentions.

Sure enough, the next sentence heard the man tactfully say: "Follow-up, Mr. Xie wants to cooperate, you can contact me at any time, why don't we have a meal together after the summit, how about it?"

"Mr. Yuan," Xian Lu interrupted, stopped in front of Xie Wen calmly, and said with a smile, "You are going to discuss cooperation with our studio today. Even if Ah Wen wants to order the original form, he has to wait After me?"

Yuan Senya was stunned for a moment, coughed twice, and then smiled and joked with Xian Lu with an apologetic face.

Xie Wen stood behind Xian Lu, looked down at his fingertips, then left the studio wisely, walked around the film exhibition area, and when he saw that Xian Lu had finished talking with Yuan Senya, he sent him away The elevator on the fourth floor came up holding a glass.

"It's really hard to do business with such a snobbish businessman." Xian Lu took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, paused, and put it back again. "This Yuan Senya has no kindness towards you, so don't talk to him directly in the future." He talks about cooperation."

"This person seems to be in his thirties." Xie Wen squinted his eyes, watching the liquid in the glass tilt with his movements, "is he actually interested in me?"

I have to say, it was a bit unexpected.

In fact, there are not a few suitors of Xie Wen in these years, but for some reason, they are all stunned young people in their early 20s. Even if they dare to stand in front of him and confess their love, they are all submissive, with red ears, and say everything incomplete.So every time Xian Lu ridiculed him as a little zero killer, he was especially liked by little boys.

But Xie Wen is not interested in being a 1. He has grown up so much, he has never had any unreasonable thoughts about any same-sex person, and he also knows that he is 30 years old, and he is no longer a child who is in love. provoke others.

Of course, he is even less interested in doing 0.

"Yuan Senya just fell in love with your face," Xian Lu's voice pulled Xie Wen's thoughts back, and he said with a straight face, "their circle is very chaotic, and they can play freely, and they haven't married yet. The few old men in the house all have some strange hobbies. You must not think that Yuan Senya is the same kind of person as those little boys chasing you."

Xie Wen looked at his friend amusedly: "Don't worry, listen to you."

Xian Lusong heaved a sigh of relief and took him around several exhibition areas on the fourth floor.

During this period of time, there was a domestic talent show that had just ended. The rookie men’s team debuted, and the studio they collaborated with happened to be under the name of Xian Lu. He flew around the country with the men’s team every day, and he hadn’t seen Xie Wen for a long time.

The pace of the two slowed down, Xie Wen patiently listened to Xian Lv's complaints about the work, and inserted a sentence or two from time to time, the atmosphere was quite harmonious.

"There is a person in that boy group who always reminds me of you," Xian Lu said leisurely, clutching his cup, "He has a special temperament. He is 30 years old, and he can break through the encirclement and get a good debut position. At that time I was just thinking that if I have a chance in the future, I will introduce the two of you to each other."

Xie Wen frowned: "So you only thought of me because of my age?"

"No, no," Xian Lu denied with a smile, and patted his arm lightly, "It is said that a man has 31 flowers, and you are in good condition now."

Mature and stable, with a peaceful mind and a good career, isn't this a good state of life?

There are very few men who can match him, no wonder they only recruit 0, not 1.Xian Lu thought secretly.

About half an hour later, when it was time for the summit to start, Xie Wen couldn't continue to procrastinate. He put down his undrinked wine glass and dragged Xian Lu up to the fourth floor.

Upstairs is a well-decorated and formal office area, where successful people and industry elites from all walks of life in Tangjia City are gathered here. Ordinary business executives, even if they have a good relationship, they will not be able to get tickets to the summit.

At this moment, the door of the special elevator on the fourth floor opened slowly, and the man's handsome and deep silhouette was intertwined with shadows under the light. As soon as he walked out of the narrow elevator room, the overly tall figure rushed down with a strong aggression.

Xue Tezhu quickly followed his president in small steps, and within a few steps, he saw four or five bosses coming up to say hello with smiles.

"Mr. Jiang, you are here."

"The summit hasn't started yet, Mr. Jiang, should we sit down and have a drink first?"

Picking up words one after another, Jiang Zhiye, who was in the center of the storm, raised his wrist and looked at his watch, pursed his thin lips slightly, stopped, turned and leaned slightly to speak to the special assistant.

His hair was combed back, sporadic on the sideburns, and with the inclination of the upper body, it blocked the end of his eyes, so that people could not see his eyes clearly.Looking at it from a not-so-distant angle, one can see Jiang Zhiye's superior and perfect back line, with his slightly tilted head misaligned with the special assistant, giving people an illusion of intimacy.

It's not just the top entrepreneurs in Vanity Fair who came to get close to Jiang Zhiye, there are also a lot of supermodels in the entertainment industry.The news of Jiang Zhiye's lack of a lover spread quickly. If he hadn't become interested in Zhuo Yiming, there would be a lot of people present who would recommend themselves as pillows.

"There are some city government officials in the VIP room, go and entertain me first." Jiang Zhiye glanced at the crowd, "You don't need to entertain here."

"Okay." Xue Tezhu nodded vigorously, and left the scene of the storm with the computer in his arms in three steps at a time.

Jiang Zhiye couldn't get away, nodded and greeted a few friends who met at the scene, and walked towards the summit venue together.

The four floors were all covered with a red carpet. Men and women from all walks of life stopped to look at them. At the beginning, Jiang Zhiye had to deal with the conversations of several partners patiently. Later, he lost interest and just smiled and didn't answer.

The two people walking beside him happened to have a good relationship with him, and one of them was Yuan Senya.

"Mr. Jiang," Yuan Senya casually chatted with him about daily life, "How are you doing recently? I heard that my former lover wanted to take this opportunity to take the lead, how did you solve this?"

"It didn't work out," Jiang Zhiye rubbed his eyebrows, "I gave you the money."

"I have a few little stars here, all of whom have just debuted, and they all look pretty good." Yuan Senya touched his chin, "Mr. Jiang, don't you like this kind of harmless young man? Would you like to introduce him to you?" ?”

"Thank you, there's no need for that," Jiang Zhiye smiled, the curve of his lips was very formulaic, "It seems that Mr. Yuan has been in love recently, otherwise why would he care about my private life?"

"No." Yuan Senya didn't hear the irony in Jiang Zhiye's words, and said frankly, "But recently I changed my taste, and suddenly I feel that those boys are boring."

This is a bit new.Jiang Zhiye frowned: "Why, don't you like Jiaohua?"

"How can delicate flowers have the fragrance of wild flowers?" Yuan Senya's eyes flashed with interest, "I just met someone I like on the third floor, but whoever can come to the summit has no background, I'm really not sure if I can take this Pluck the flower."

Jiang Zhiye sneered, but didn't answer.There is no need for obedient little lovers, but if you insist on challenging such a difficult task, you really have nothing to do when you are full.

Before reaching the corridor at the corner of the escalator, Yuan Senya suddenly stopped and exclaimed: "He came just as he was talking, Mr. Jiang, Mr. Xu, look quickly."

This time, even the other man beside Jiang Zhiye who had been silent all the time also stopped. The two looked in the direction of Yuan Senya's finger, and saw two young people standing at the summit, talking and laughing at the railing of the opposite corridor. Talking in front of the display board, one of them was tall and straight, with an outstanding temperament, and the three-dimensional and smooth facial features showed a bit of oppression due to the mixed blood.

This person is indeed very beautiful, but he is Xie Wen.

Jiang Zhiye licked the tip of his teeth, and was thinking of saying something to persuade Yuan Senya to wash his eyes, when Xie Wen in the distance turned his head and looked at the young man beside him with a gentle smile.

He had never seen Xie Wen laughing, and he didn't know that when he smiled, he looked like an elegant knight in the middle ages, staring at the other party so intently, as if he wanted to put the other party on the tip of his heart.

Jiang Zhiye gritted his teeth resentfully, he admitted that this man named Xie Wen was indeed pretty, but he didn't suit his appetite at all.It's also hard for him to understand why Yuan Senya likes a man who looks so... strong.

That's right, it is strength. How can Xie Wen, a leader in the industry with a relatively prominent net worth, be willing to be subordinate to others and voluntarily be female?

Jiang Zhiye's imagination became scarce at this time.

Yuan Senya beside him was still daydreaming: "He has a good figure and looks beautiful. Even if it is a rose that burns money, I want to try it."

The man next to Jiang Zhiye finally spoke in a lazy voice: "Mr. Yuan, I see that he looks so good and is not short of money. How could he be willing to be your lover?"

"How will you know if you don't try it?" For hunting, how can an unchallenging prey lead to the killer's trump card?Yuan Senya felt that he was thinking too simply.

Jiang Zhiye tilted his head, thinking that this person is a toad, it would be strange that Xie Wen could take a liking to him.

But in the end it was a partner, he was embarrassed to point it out directly, so he turned his expensive watch and said quietly: "This is a wild rose, if you don't have the ability, don't pull it out, be careful not to get angry."

The author has something to say:

Jiang Zhiye: (raise hand.jpg) I have the ability not to be afraid of fire, let me pull it out!

Zhenxiang Warning has been quickly arranged in the near future! !

Although this is a love story, the progress will be fast and not procrastinated. The purpose is to quickly send Jiang Zhiye to the crematorium to look in the mirror and see how much he weighs.