Chapter 35 [012] Well, I wait for you
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When Yang Qing saw the 500,000 cheque, he was so scared that he almost fell off the bed.
"Song ... sir, wouldn't this be true?" He asked, holding his check in his arms, carefully.
Seeing Yang Qing, Song Xuan was a little disappointed.
The man in front of him was thin and constrained and weak. It was a typical rural peasant. Looking at him, he didn't look like a silly pretender. It really made him wonder how he raised such an elf-cut daughter. of.
"Mr. Yang, this is true. It was earned by the younger sister Zimei from antiques." Song Xuan looked at Yang Zimei standing aside, suddenly there was an illusion, and she was standing beside him as a calm mature woman.
When he blinked, what he saw was still just a five-year-old girl with a cute Tonghua head and big eyes.
When he met her eyes and pupils, his heart jumped suddenly and strongly, which caused some strange emotions and made his heart tighten.
He didn't understand where this emotion came from, and said unconsciously in his mouth, "Mr. Yang, I like your daughter very much. I want to win love and leave her with me, and learn antiques with me. I don't know if I will answer it?"
"Ah?" Yang Qing looked at him in surprise. He also knows the identity of Song Xuan, because every time he comes to City A, he also likes to visit the antique market to see what is new and lively.
Mo Xuan is the largest antique shop in City A. Song Xuan is not only the boss, but also an appraiser trusted and respected by the antique world.
Such a big man actually wants to take his daughter as an apprentice?
Yang Zimei was also very surprised.
In the last life, he didn't even glance at himself. On the contrary, she often looked at the stall while looking down at him and carefully appraised the objects. She felt that the middle-aged uncle was very stable and elegant.
Of course, now he is not a middle-aged uncle, because time goes back for 23 years, Song Xuan is about 30 years old, with a long figure, a calm attitude, a temperament with the unique elegance of a literati, and a shrewd businessman.
From the perspective of her 28-year-old woman, this man is really good, especially when he lowers his head and concentrates on identification.
Seeing that the antiques industry is so profitable, she also wants to learn. Although she can see the quality of antiques, she does not understand their value and origin. If she wants to mix in the antiques industry, she must also master it.
However, she has not yet mastered Master ’s metaphysics completely, and she does not know whether the fate of her family's destruction will change after half a year.
She didn't want to leave her parents for too long when she didn't get through the disaster, so she thanked Song Xuandao with a grateful tone, "Mr. Song, thank you very much for your love for me, and I also want to follow Learn more by your side, but I hope this time is a year later. "
Song Xuan listened to the words of her mature old man, Black Eye looked at her for a while, and nodded, "Okay, I'll wait for you!"
When he said "I'm waiting for you", the look, the tone, the expression, as if to say to the lover, with a certain affectionate focus.
This made Yang Zimei's heart hidden under the body of a five-year-old young woman who had not experienced true love, her heart beat slightly, her ears turned red.
Seeing the lovely bright red on her jade-like face, Song Xuan couldn't help but reached out and rubbed her soft, black hair. The ghostly said again: "Well, I'll wait for you!"
Yang Zimei's blush was even more severe, and he avoided his hand.
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