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In fact, Hang Jianxing has not had his own house in these years, until the seventh year in France, Mikay designed a small villa for him, and he bought it at a very low price as a gift for him. love it!

That villa looked like a boxy log cabin from the outside, but there was something strange inside.The structures inside are all round, with a sense of tolerance. When you first see the brown round sofa, you can't help but want to sit there for a while. This is the feeling of coming home.

The whole design adopts warm colors, and the closet on the left is full of hourglasses, which is the wall representing time.If you leave, turn one of them upside down, and when you come back, it has just been lost, and it will record the time you left home.The hourglass you choose is your promise of a return date.

The one on the right is an open kitchen. The dining table is placed between the living room and the kitchen. The round dining table is also used. You can imagine the feeling of a big family sitting together and having a reunion dinner.

Standing at the door, Hang Jianxing has already fallen into his fantasy world. In his world, there are mothers and fathers, who are smiling and waiting for him to go home.

The fusion of modernity and originality is the concept design of Bao Han's house, and this room is his ideal type.

"Are you sure your brother wants to sell this house to me like this?" Hang Jianxing didn't dare to go in, and stood at the door and said to Mi Ran who was looking around, he still couldn't believe it!

"It's just a house! My brother has designed countless houses, and you have to buy them with the money! In this way, my goal has been achieved."

Hang Jianxing realized what he was talking about. This room is probably the lowest one sold by Mikay. Hang Jianxing nodded and said seriously: "That's right, you take your brother's cheapest and your most expensive Bi, if you don't win, I will embarrass you!"

When Mi Lang heard this, he felt like a cat stepped on its tail, picked up an hourglass and wanted to throw it over, but Hang Jianxing was more anxious than him and said: "Don't move around! I bought this for 10 euros!"

Hang Jian walked over and snatched it back. He let out a sigh of relief and wiped the fingerprints on his sleeve. It was very precious.Miran was thoroughly amused by this miser's appearance.

"Also say that I am a money slave, we are half a catty to eight taels."

As Miran spoke, he slowly walked around to the back. The house designed by his brother is really unique, and it makes people want to live in it after a closer look!

Hang Jianxing was also enjoying it slowly, when the doorbell rang, and while he was going to open the door, Miran leaned against the door of the bedroom and said leisurely: "Let me guess, this person who can't wait to visit your new home must be Mr. B. "

Hang Jianxing glanced at him speechlessly, what is Mr. B?When he opened the door, Bernard brought his standard drink - red wine, and stood at the door smiling.

"Congratulations on the housewarming!"

This was the first time he spoke Chinese in front of people, and Hang Jianxing was quite surprised, especially since he still spoke it so... authentically!

"As expected, if you don't make a song, you're already a blockbuster." It's a bit boring to have to wait until now!

Bernard didn't understand what he meant, so he frowned and looked at Hang Jianxing. Hang Jianxing said with a smile, "Don't bother with him, you are interested, thank you." Thinking that he is French, Hang Jianxing switched languages ​​again, "Est-cequetuas unvinrouge, jepeuxapporterunsteak, jevaisresterunrepascesoir (just so you brought red wine, I can use it for steak, do you want to stay for dinner tonight?)"

According to the tradition, when you move, you should invite relatives and friends to a banquet. He is alone in France, so let's cook a meal by himself and express his affection.

"Biensr, jen' aipasen core mangéle repas quetuas fait! (Of course, I haven't eaten your meal yet!)"

Bernard looked forward to it with a smile in his eyes. Hang Jianxing took his red wine and went to the kitchen to prepare. Bernard took this opportunity to look at the whole house. It was really good. He, a Frenchman, also liked this style of architecture, but it was a bit far away from his home...

"Tun'aspasprislesphotosdevotrenouvellemaison (Photographer, don't you take some pictures of your new home?)"

As soon as Bernard finished speaking, Miran seconded: "I was just about to say something! My brother has been cooperating with a magazine that specializes in publishing architectural subjects. He didn't open his mouth to take pictures of this room. Why don't you take the initiative to take a few pictures?" Give it to him, count it as a favor to my brother?"

Hang Jianxing just picked up the gloves, and he agreed with what they said, so he put them down and turned to get the camera.Fortunately, it was still dusk, and the setting sun came in from the southwest window, covering the room with a layer of gold. Hang Jianxing found several angles to shoot, and it was done within a few minutes.

"Tsk tsk tsk, to be honest, I doubt that your camera comes with beauty." Hang Jianxing does have eyes that can detect beauty, and his technique of catching light is better than his own. Fortunately, this person does not like fame and fortune, otherwise he would The status of a great photographer will be lost! "But I still feel like something's missing."

"Matre. (Master.)"

Bernard touched his chin and observed. Miran agreed with his words. When they looked at Hang Jianxing together, they found him standing by the window in a daze.A good building lies not only in the internal structure, but also in the scenery it can see.The window set in the southwest, every sunset, the outside is full of Lishang.Although it makes people look a little emotional, they can't refuse.

Miran handed the camera to Bernard, motioning him to take a picture of this back view. He hesitated for a moment, then raised the camera and pressed the shutter to freeze the moment.

Over the years, no matter how the personnel changes, some things will always be there, such as the reception among high-level people, held without any change, today is you, tomorrow is him, in short, it is very busy.Zongzheng chose some of them to participate, and stood silently in a corner forever, without observing anyone, as if he had finished his post and waited for people to leave.

There are still quite a few people who came to say hello to him. What they saw was not this dead face, but the opportunity behind it.

As for Shang Daosi who came over, he was simply too busy. He had just finished a major event.

"Congratulations, Shang Dong." Zongzheng slightly raised his wine glass, to show that he did not call the wrong person, who is now the first legal representative of the Wu Group.As for why it is still Wu's, or why his surname is still Shang, that's not what he cares about.

"If it wasn't for my elder brother being so ridiculous, I wouldn't want to seek power and usurp the throne. Now I deeply understand that it's much easier to be a junior assistant or a dude."

His eldest brother can be said to have embarked on the old path of Zongzheng Company, but Zongzheng was cheated by Shang Daoxi, while Wu Daonian committed suicide completely.Selling nearly half of the company's assets to his lover, the old man was so angry that he passed out and passed out.Shang Daosi didn't want to care about it, but some people insisted on finding him, whether they were seeking help or enemies.How could he have been taken advantage of?

Seeing the prosperity of Zongzheng gang, Shang Daosi also felt that it was time, so he directly packed Wu Daonian and threw it to the group of revenge seekers, and then monopolized the power, completely dividing half of the Wu family and letting them fend for themselves. And what he holds in his hand is enough for him to make a comeback in the near future.At that time, it was not the Wu Group!

"I have a question. Who made Wu Daonian look for death? Or did he appear out of thin air?"

Shang Daosi raised his eyebrows and glanced at Zongzheng. For some reason, he always felt that there was Zongzheng's handwriting in it. In the past few months, he was half-busy, and everything seemed to happen at the planned time. Don't doubt Zongzheng, Yama!

But Zongzheng didn't say a word, seeing that the time was almost up, he put down his wine glass and left the venue.Shang Daosi didn't stop him, Zongzheng's words became less and less every year, even if he didn't say anything, he knew that this person still remembered the past. Although he was still the person he knew well, no one could talk to him anymore.And the strategy that I thought at the beginning, seemed to have little effect, and that child couldn't catch Zongzheng's heart.Alas, it's almost becoming my own heart disease...

After Zongzheng returned to the apartment, his head was a little groggy. He probably drank too much unintentionally. When he opened the door and was about to go in, he saw the shoes on the porch. He suddenly woke up, and there was no heat in his eyes.

Jin Yiran came out and saw Zongzheng's bloodshot eyes. After so many years, he was still a little timid. He said as calmly as possible: "The child misses you. He can't sleep at my place, so I'll bring him here."

Only then did Zongzheng restrain his hostility a little and walked inside. He still lived in the same apartment as before, and Jin was still placed elsewhere by him.When he came to the living room, he found the child standing there very cautiously. Thinking of what Su Minghuai said, he wanted to smile from the bottom of his heart, but in the end it was better to be expressionless.At least Jin still looked creepy from the sidelines.

"you can go now."

When Jin still hears this sentence, he will eventually feel lost in his heart. It has been so many years, and he will never see himself in his eyes.Over the years, she has also made many humble beggings, but they were all in vain. Up to now, she still doesn't know what she is asking for.Jin was still waving goodbye to the child, and the child finally reacted and bid farewell to her, and she left with a smile on her face, retaining the ridiculous affection between each other.

"I'll take a shower first, you can play by yourself."

Zongzheng smelled of alcohol all over his body. Although he is unqualified in many aspects as a father, these influences cannot be brought to the children.Zong Zhenghang stood there obediently and watched his father leave. After his father left, he glanced around and felt that this apartment was too quiet.Even with the lights on, he was a little scared.

After a few more glances, the child slowly sat on the sofa without blinking, staring at the fruit plate in front of him, pretending to be calm.In fact, such a picture would look even more terrifying to outsiders.This room lost its soul seven years ago.