What celebrity wives hate is my vest and not me

Chapter 164 Please Drink Tea, Sir

At eight o'clock in the evening, in the most mysterious residential mansion in the capital, Mr. Wang was sitting in a private room holding a dragon's crutch in both hands.

A few middle-aged men in military uniforms were standing next to them talking. They were talking about their current situation and analyzing some things. Mr. Wang sat there listening without saying a word, nodding or frowning from time to time.

Whenever he frowned, the person who was speaking would feel his heart tighten; and when Mr. Wang nodded indistinctly, they would breathe a sigh of relief.

These are all the cronies and subordinates brought out by Mr. Wang in this life. Many of them have worked with Mr. Wang for many years, and they know his micro expressions very well.

"That's all there is to it?"

After everyone had finished speaking, the old man looked at everyone, then closed his eyes slightly and rested his mind.

So they understood, retreated respectfully, and left.

The old man is already at this age. He usually spends his time in Gusu for retirement. Since he has a reason to come to the capital, he naturally has to deal with things when he comes. After a while, he will have to go to meetings twice in three days, so in the first few days It's quite a busy day.

Rubbing the corners of his eyes, when he closed his eyes, he heard someone push the door in the room.

Mr. Wang looked up and saw that it was the old housekeeper who had come with him.

"Is it about Qin Wuxiang?"

"Yes sir."

"Tell me, what's going on." The old man said: "I thought he would be able to settle down for a few days when he came to the capital, but now he's just arrived and started meeting people?"

"He went to meet the person in charge of the variety show department of the TV station. His name is Li Ming. He and Rengui are old classmates."

The old butler watched the brothers of the Wang family grow up, and the others dared not call them by their names in front of the old man. They were all called the eldest son or the eldest son, which is enough to show his status by the old man's side. up.

Mr. Wang frowned slightly, then shook his head: "Television station? It's hard to get a big shot if you always go to this kind of place... But anyway, I don't expect him to be a big shot, pay more attention to private life."

"Tonight they had dinner at Xishan Winery. Li Ming brought his niece along. It's more...open."

After all, the old housekeeper is getting old, so to describe a young man, especially a young woman, Mr. Wang already understands the specific situation.

"and then?"

"After dinner, Li Ming and Li Ming have already left, and Qin Wuxiang is still in the winery."

Mr. Wang snorted and said, "I forgive him for not daring to mess with me right under my nose, otherwise what would he take me for?!"

The old housekeeper cupped his hands and said, "I think Qin Wuxiang is also a smart man."

"He is a smart man, but as the old saying goes, the country is easy to change, and the nature is hard to change." Mr. Wang got up to go to rest, and he couldn't stay up all night in his old age: "Observe and observe, if you are really a hypocrite, you will show your feet sooner or later. "

The old housekeeper nodded, and followed behind the old man but didn't help him. The old man was very stubborn and arrogant. Wouldn't it be the same as serving the old man if he was supported?

If Queen An, the only precious grandson in this world, dares to go up to help him, the old man will be very happy.

"By the way, master, Renwei and the others are also inquiring about Qin Wuxiang, what should we do?"

Mr. Wang's attention to Qin Feng is entirely out of consideration of this brat's character, to see if she is worthy of his granddaughter.

As for Wang Boss and Wang Lao Er, they completely regarded Qin Feng as a tool related to their interests. One was worried about affecting his official career, and the other was interested in Qin Feng's value.

Mr. Wang glanced back at him, and said with a sneer, "Go and find out, what are you doing with them? My mouth grows on them, and I, as a father, can't care about it... I don't want to care about it when I'm old, just care about me." Baby granddaughter will do."

Upon hearing Wang Anruo, Mr. Wang's expression instantly softened: "Is An Ruo still used to living in Quancheng? I heard it's very hot there."

"Master, it's late autumn now, even if Spring City isn't too hot, Miss's sweater and autumn clothes are all packed when she leaves... the second daughter-in-law helped clean it up."

Mr. Wang nodded with satisfaction, and then sighed softly. He didn't know when he would be able to see his precious granddaughter again after filming.

"Go and keep an eye on the surnamed Qin, don't interfere with any of his affairs, just let him show his true nature." Mr. Wang ordered: "In addition, if he dares to sneak out of the capital to meet An Ruo, you can directly Tell him that he doesn't have to come back, go back to Guanhai, and don't enter our house again!"

"I see, sir."
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In Xishan Winery, in a very remote private room, Qin Feng walked around the room with great interest.

There are four rows of bookshelves in the small room, which are filled with various classics from ancient and modern times, both at home and abroad.

Different from Qin Feng's bookshelf, in addition to novels, essays, literati autobiography, etc., Mr. Zhou's bookshelf also has some technical books, such as programming, financial management, etc.

The more you look at it, the more it looks like a library organized by category.

Qin Feng sat back at the table, the boy made tea for him, and handed it to him politely.

"Thank you." Qin Feng took the tea cup and took a sip: "I can see that you really like to be clean. You can't even hear the sound of people walking outside in your room."

Entering the room seemed to change the world. Once the door was closed, the sound outside was reduced by more than half.

"I don't know what your name is yet."

"My name is Zhou Jin."

"A nice name."

Qin Feng looked at Zhou Jin and asked, "You waited for me to finish eating and took me to visit your study, what's the matter?"

Zhou Jin looked at Qin Feng very seriously, "I want to ask you about writing books."

"You want me to teach you writing?" Qin Feng was taken aback.

"I have loved literature since I was a child, and reading has gradually become an essential event in my life, just like eating and sleeping." Zhou Jin explained: "I have been dissatisfied with just reading since I was ten years old."

Qin Feng nodded to express his understanding: "After reading a lot, I thought about writing it myself. According to statistics, [-]% of the people in the world have the idea of ​​writing a novel, and some people have put it into action."

"But I can't write well." Zhou Jin sighed softly: "The words written are very different from those in the book, and they taste like wax... So I wanted to find someone to ask for advice."

There was more hope in his eyes when he looked at Qin Feng. He was handsome in life, but also had a heroic spirit between his eyebrows. He thought he would have a good tutor, otherwise such a temperament would take time to build up.

"Is it convenient to read the articles you wrote before?" Qin Feng said with a smile: "I am a novelist, so I can't talk about literature. Compared with those modern literary masters, I am far behind."

"If I'm not satisfied, I tore it all up, leaving nothing behind." Zhou Jin shook her head.

"Is that so..." Qin Feng thought for a moment and said, "Why do you think I can teach you?"

"When I was in Gusu, you made me understand that writing is not about the more gorgeous the rhetoric, the better. The most important thing is that the words make people feel substitutable and stimulate imagination."

Zhou Jin said: "And you are still Qin Wuxiang, if you can't teach me, no one else in this world can teach me."

This evaluation is very high. Apart from his promiscuous private life, the most discussed topic about Qin Wuxiang on the Internet is whether he is a well-known science fiction writer. It is compared with writers who have won international awards, which one is stronger and weaker.

Qin Feng has never paid much attention to these things. Although compared with making money and international fame, he must be the number one in the country, and his influence on the entertainment circle is stronger than those old-fashioned writers, but there is no one who can do it. The coffin is concluded.

Zhou Jin in front of him can be said to be the most confident fan Qin Feng has ever met in reality.

So he pondered for a while, Qin Feng looked at him and said with a smile: "Let me tell you first, I have never taught students, and what I write is not traditional literature. I can't guarantee whether I can learn something."

"You agree?" Zhou Jin was very happy.

Qin Feng shook his head: "I can teach you, but it will take some time. I have been busy with very important things recently, and I have to finish this time."

It is so important that his life is in danger, Qin Feng must not disappoint Wang Anruo's feelings, but he also has to consider points.

This incident alone is enough to keep him busy recently.

Zhou Jin was very sensible, and nodded: "It should be, since I am asking you for advice, of course you shall prevail."

Qin Feng looked at the trace of disappointment flashing across his face, and asked with a slight smile: "Don't be too anxious to be depressed, if you can help me, maybe you can start tomorrow."

"Is there anything I can do to help?" Zhou Jin asked. He was not sure if Qin Feng understood his family background before speaking: "If it won't embarrass me, I am willing to help you."

"I ask you to inquire about something." Qin Feng said seriously: "It's very important to me. Does the capital have any policies to support traditional culture recently? For example, it plans to focus on promoting a certain scenic spot, and the Culture and Tourism Bureau plans to resume tourism."

The economy has not been very good in the past few years, and everyone has finally survived. Qin Feng knows that he is now strongly supporting tourism.

But he is famous and has no contacts in the capital. If he wants to know this kind of information, he can only rely on social networking.

"Just asking this?" Zhou Jin was taken aback for a moment, not understanding why Qin Wuxiang wanted to know about such things.

Qin Feng nodded: "If there is detailed information, it would be better to specify the supporting department and the contact information of the department."

This was the best way he could think of after thinking about it all afternoon.

Wang Anruo told him that his grandfather is getting old, and the old people like traditional culture, have patriotism and a sense of cultural identity.You will be so angry that you can't eat or sleep well because the cultural relics are preserved in a foreign country, you will be happy because the evidence that proves the long history of Chinese civilization has been unearthed, and you will be sincerely proud of the prosperity of the motherland.

This is the purest feeling of a "veteran".

No matter how famous he is for writing a book, he is just a novelist in the eyes of the old man. But if he can make a fuss about traditional culture, at least the old man will feel that he has a sincere heart.

Qin Feng can't claim that he is not a promiscuous person, but this impression has been raised. If he keeps his own place, at least it is better than staying in the capital for a month with nothing to do.

Zhou Jin thought for a while, went out and made a phone call, and when she came back, she told Qin Feng everything she had heard.

"The museum has recently been supported, and a lot of money has been allocated for tourism promotion. The person in charge is looking for platforms to cooperate with."

When Qin Feng heard that he really had this kind of support, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Sure enough, if you are unfamiliar with the place, it will be easier to make more friends.

"A museum, is it a national museum?"

"Well, National Museum. If you want to chat, I can help you make an appointment." Zhou Jin smiled and said, "The curator is my relative's student. It's not troublesome just to meet someone."

It's not a big deal that requires favors, it's just that if Qin Wuxiang wants to see the curator, even if he doesn't help, it's just a matter of spending time and trouble in contacting.

This sentence made Qin Feng have a few more speculations about the background of the young man in front of him. Not to mention that he has his own winery in Xishan, and the directors of the National Museum are all disciples of relatives. As expected, the capital is a place where dragons and tigers are hidden. .

"I want as soon as possible, preferably tomorrow." Qin Feng said sincerely.

"I try my best."

Zhou Jin nodded, then looked into Qin Feng's eyes, expecting a little more: "Can I call you sir?"

"gentlemen?"

"When I was in school, the teachers in the school taught me all kinds of knowledge. When I saw it, I would respect the teacher. You are willing to teach me what I like. I want to distinguish you from them."

Zhou Jin pursed her lips, "There are many teachers, but I have never called you sir. The book teaches me to respect teachers."

Qin Feng smiled and found this child more and more interesting.

I am only seven or eight years older than him, but he is already a gentleman.

"As you like, you said not long ago that you wanted to call me Qin Wuxiang."

Zhou Jin served Qin Feng tea respectfully, and called Mr.

Qin Feng felt that this feeling was very strange. When he entered and exited those high-end places, a waiter would call hello, sir, but it was different when he read it from Zhou Jin's mouth.

Until Zhou Jin arranged for someone to drive that Bentley back to the hotel, and lay on the bed after washing, Qin Feng was still thinking about it.

Thinking of the voice of the WeChat video call, Qin Feng knew who it was without looking.

When he picked up his cell phone and connected it, what caught his eye was Wang Anruo's beautiful hair.

She was probably at the desk. She put her phone on the table, then leaned forward to pick something up, much closer to the camera.

While the hair is hanging down, Qin Feng can still vaguely see the snow-white collarbone.

"This young lady should pay attention to her image, she's gone." Qin Feng coughed lightly.

The camera shook for a while, and Wang Anruo fixed the phone and sat at the table.

Qin Feng didn't see the scene where Wang Anruo shyly covered her chest with a coquettish cry in her imagination. Instead, she lowered her head very calmly and straightened her neckline.

"How is it possible? Aunt Liu has carefully selected the clothes for me. Even if I bend down and look at them from the front, they won't be all gone."

Wang Anruo narrowed his eyes and looked at a certain liar with distaste: "I go to places where there are fifty or one hundred cameras every day, how could I make such a low-level mistake... But you, after only a few days apart, you have learned to Lied?!"

"I have reason to suspect that you are lying to me." Qin Feng asked pretending not to understand: "Then why are all your clothes at home loose? I see you wearing skirts on weekdays, and the cuffs are so big..."

"To shut up!"

Wang Anruo viciously warned him not to speak any more, and looked at the door guiltily, afraid of being heard by Aunt Liu.

When he turned around again, he saw Qin Feng's evil smile and blushed.

"Yes, that's the expression." Qin Feng smiled even worse, "Then why are the clothes you wear at home..."

Wang Anruo gritted his teeth bitterly, and spat at him softly: "Ask knowingly."

"What did you say, I didn't hear clearly."

"nothing!"

"Is the filming going well today?" Qin Feng shared with her the day's experience: "I went to meet the person introduced by Uncle Wang today, and I have a relationship in the capital... In addition, I also accepted an apprentice."

"Accept apprentices?"

"Well, I have to call you Master Wife."

"You sound pretty good. You've already figured out how to get past my grandpa."

Wang Anruo originally planned to beat Qin Feng a little, to let him understand that the relationship between them is not a certainty, and there is still the biggest obstacle, don't be too idle.

As a result, Qin Feng nodded seriously: "There is already a solution."

Wang Anruo was stunned for a moment, a little surprised, then thought about it and asked, "Is it related to the personal accounts you opened on various platforms?"

"That's just the first step." Qin Feng asked with a smile: "How do you know that I opened an account on those platforms? It should only take less than half a day... No, you don't just go online every day when you have nothing to do. Search me intensively?"

"How did a narcissist like you have a woman fall in love with you before?" Wang Anruo frowned slightly coquettishly, and quickly retorted: "Aunt Liu told me."

"It turns out that Aunt Liu was searching for me intensively."

"You are not serious. If you keep doing this, I will hang up the video."

"You are not willing to hang up." Qin Feng looked confident and proud.

Five seconds later, he called Wang Anruo back in embarrassment.

"What else do you want to say?" Wang Anruo asked aggressively, "Didn't you just go crazy?"

Qin Feng smiled and said: "I miss you. I've been thinking about it for a while and let you know about it, otherwise I won't sleep well tonight."

"Who can't sleep well?"

"Of course it's me, because I miss you."

Wang Anruo blushed when she heard this, and nodded softly.

"Ah."

"Only one?" Qin Feng was looking forward to something.

"I won't say what I miss you every day." Wang Anruo looked at Qin Feng and said softly: "Anyway, you know it in your heart...I know it in your heart too."

"Then... good night." Qin Feng was a little bit reluctant, this time it was his turn not to hang up the phone.

Wang Anruo felt a little distressed when she saw the look on his eyebrows. She was alone in the capital and suffered from the pain of long-distance love. At least she had Aunt Liu by her side, and she forgot about other things when she was busy with her career.

"I'll go find you after I finish filming. During this period of time before, you first visited interesting places in the capital and looked for delicious restaurants. When I go there, if you dare to lead me to step on the thunder, you will Wait to die!"

Squinting her eyes and giving a sweet threat, Wang Anruo suddenly moved closer to the screen and gave a soft pop.

Probably because she was too shy, this kind of bold behavior was not acceptable to her dignified and stable person, after the kiss, she quickly said good night and hung up the video.

Qin Feng sighed, thinking that he couldn't wait for you to finish filming, and the point settlement time is less than a month left.

Based on his understanding of the system, there will be no temporary missions in the long-distance relationship, and he can't leave the capital. Wang Anruo still has scenes to shoot and can't leave Quancheng...

Qin Feng would not do anything to regret An Ruo, but the temporary mission would not be triggered in a different place. It seemed that the situation was at a deadlock.

But if his plan goes well, Qin Feng already knows how to get the remaining points.

(End of this chapter)