Madam is a Superstar

   Chapter 146 A touch of colorful

   "Okay, we have to do it, second sister, don't worry, brother, this matter must be done for you. If you have anything to do, you will not be afraid of brother!"

   is eloquent and plausible, along with slaps on the chest to ensure a bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang bang,

  Song Qing made the second sister scream so loudly that her temples throbbed. The boss had already opened the oil-paper umbrella for her to see.

  The umbrella is painted with proudly standing pines and cypresses, which is a style that Lord Huo Shi will like.

  Song Qing exited the page where the call ended and asked the price point to open the payment software and scan the code to pay.

   did not leave immediately, but took a picture of the oil-paper umbrella that was opened and sent it to Huo Yu,

   Da Yuan's No. 1 Magic Stick [Huo Shizhu, do you like it? 】

  Nangong Yu will paint in his spare time, most of which are pines and cypresses growing on cliffs.

   I don't know what's wrong, I have to paint pines and cypresses on the edge of the cliffs,

  Have you considered their feelings, is it not forced to choose who is willing to grow on the cliffs.

   didn't wait for a reply, put away the phone, put it in a small bag and left with an oil-paper umbrella,

  The beauty is graceful and graceful, with an antique oil-paper umbrella in her hand, and the figure is gradually at the corner of the street.

   The owner of the umbrella is a woman in her early thirties, her hair is tied with a wooden hairpin.

   Looking at Song Qing's leaving back, he was fascinated, and when he regained his senses, he muttered regrets to himself,

   "If I wear Hanfu in the next hazy light rain, maybe I can attract a lot of people to buy umbrellas for me."

   In the hot summer, the sun at 8 or 9 in the morning was too hot to stop the desire to go out,

  Song Qing didn’t just walk aimlessly. The high priest would look at Feng Shui. Of course, she went in the best direction for Feng Shui in Antique City.

   Don't look at the little lady who loves toss, but she enjoys life more than anyone else,

   What you enjoy is not the brocade clothes and jade food, but the aura of Fengshui treasures and heavenly and earthly treasures.

   She was reincarnated and her soul was rejected by this different world. Although the master is higher than himself,

   But you shouldn't be able to escape such a natural law, walking into the narrow bluestone alley,

   Turning a corner, you will see another village, and you will see the largest antique shop in the Antique City in front of you.

  Song Qing has been a frequent visitor here since he came to the capital two years ago, and he has hardly come here recently.

   "Miss Song!"

  The proprietress was wearing a blue classic and elegantly fitting cheongsam, and her carefully coiled bun was attached with a lustrous jasper hairpin.

   greeted him with a warm smile, followed by a young man from the store staff,

   "Miss Song, do you want me to put your umbrella away for you first?"

   Don't look at the young man, he has been working in the store for four or five years, a regular customer in the store,

   He is the best at dealing with and is the most familiar with. In his mouth, there are many antiques that are sold at low prices and sold at high prices.

"Ok."

  Song Qing handed the umbrella to the young man, and went into the room with the proprietress to drink tea.

   "Miss Song..."

   "Oh no, I just can't remember things in my head, I should call you Hof now."

  The matter of the Huo family's marriage to the man in front of him has been raging as early as half a month ago, and it is still buzzing.

   She joined a group of famous ladies and wives, and she would mention this from time to time, talking about everything,

   But everyone is waiting with an attitude of watching, wanting to see the old lady Huo come to visit in person,

   Miss Song, who asked to marry the Huo family and married successfully, would be influenced by the Huo family's condescending wife?

   However, neither of them attended the banquets held from time to time, and they were not in the same circle as them, so they could neither see nor inquire.

   "The proprietress can be called anything, it's not that particular about it."

  Song Qing's eyes fell on the blue and white porcelain tea set on the desk, the hot boiling water soaked the Longjing before the rain,

    The aroma of tea is refreshing, the phone in the bag vibrates,

  No accident, it should be Master Huo Shi who replied, and instead of looking at it, he looked at the proprietress.

   "To be honest, I'm here this time because I want to trouble the boss, and I want to inquire about something."

   The total value of the antiques she bought here is hundreds of millions, and she still has some face.

  The proprietress twirled the tea cover bowl and glanced over in a sullen look, covering the gradually diffused tea fragrance before opening her mouth,

  "Talk to me about any trouble or not, if you want to know anything, just ask, I can't do anything else,

   Here in Antique City, as long as you want to know whether it is big or small, I can ask you clearly. "

   Not to mention that she really wants to make Song Qing as a friend, the title of Shan Hof people is enough for her to climb high.

   "Since that's the case, I'll get straight to the point. Has the boss recently recruited new employees in the store?"

   "Or, does anyone come here often to pick and buy antiques, like I did before."

  Song Qing's eyes did not look away from the face of the proprietress, noticing the subtle changes in her expression,

   The little old lady can win people's hearts the most, but she didn't get half of the true biography at this point.

   On the contrary, it is the opposite, upholding the unreasonable and lofty set in the bones, those who don’t like it just don’t like it,

   doesn't even bother to pretend, so the little lady often points her forehead to teach her,

   That is, in the snow that year, she didn't cry or make trouble and let her be brought back to raise her and train her to become a priest.

  Otherwise, this temperament is common and secular, and you may suffer a lot of unworthy losses.

   The proprietress frowned slightly, and her delicate makeup showed the color of memories and thoughts,

   "The store hasn't recruited new employees recently, and there are customers who frequent the store, but if you're like you, it's really not there."

   At the end, he looked at Song Qing, and added a joke with a smile,

   "If a big customer like you can come, even one of my storefronts can be renovated."

   "Don't look like it's quite new, it's actually been over ten years."

  Song Qing's red lips pursed lightly in return with a smile and a polite greeting, saying that it is false to say that she is not disappointed,

  The emotion on the beautiful and moving face is not revealed, holding the teacup and sipping the good-tasting tea into the throat,

  The taste is delicate and the fragrance is mellow. It is very suitable to buy it and bring it back to the grandparents after a while.

   Forget about Huo Shizhu, Huo Shizhu prefers a strong and bitter tea flavor, just as she prefers sweet liquor.

  After leaving the antique shop, Song Qing walked around several other places with good feng shui holding an oil-paper umbrella.

   It can’t be said that I got nothing, at least I drank a lot of tea, the sun is getting more and more dazzling,

   I should have gone back like this, but there was an inexplicable impulse in my heart, I wanted to go to the antique store again,

   When standing at the door with an umbrella, her beautiful eyes lifted slightly, just to catch a touch of colorful and green rushing into the room, and her tears were raised very shallowly,

   Put away the oil-paper umbrella and was about to go up the steps, but saw the colorful flowers that rushed into the room reappeared,

   It’s true that he is dressed in colorful clothes, but he is just a little boy with a rattle in his small hand.

   The little guy's tender face is so cute that people want to rush over and pinch when they stand at the door.

   "Mom, look, this one can bang dong dong, doesn't it look like Xiong Da Xiong Er's bald-headed drumming sound"

   "Like, alright, we're going to kindergarten. If you can't take this with you, it will disturb other children, so come back and play again?"

   is the voice of the proprietress.

   (end of this chapter)