The Eldest Daughter Was Reborn
Chapter 83

“Wow, this legendary woman and noble woman?” Qian Wei raised the camera, “take a picture and show it to Lao Zhao and the others. Okay, I send it to group.”

Yue Song clicked on the dorm group, glanced at it twice, and laughed: "You took a picture and still have a pretty face?"

"Huh? No? Let me see?" Qian Wei turned on the camera settings, making sure that she did not activate the beauty effect, "No!"

“Not open?” Yue Song stared at the photo, slightly in disbelief.

Qian Wei stuck out her head: "Why don't you talk about being beautiful?"

He also stared for a moment.

The two fell silent for a moment, and looked at the girl on the field together.

Her makeup was extremely cold, and her complexion was perfect under the light, as if she had a facial dermabrasion in reality.

“Make-up!” Qian Wei insisted, “Definitely make-up! Don't believe! What kind of powder mats, concealers, and so on, as soon as you remove your makeup, you will definitely.”.

Qian Wei could not continue.

Although there was a distance, it was seen that the makeup of the girl was not heavy. Its lipstick color is bright and beautiful, but it gives people a cool feeling.

I always felt that even if this girl removed her makeup, she should have?

Qian Wei was speechless: "If it wasn't for the makeup, then this skin would be too good, right?"

It was Sister Jiang whom she liked, because she had been too busy recently, and she had some pimples bursting out on her forehead. Senior Brother Jiang was born extremely white, and his skin did not have the same effect as this kind of microdermabrasion.

"Fuck up," Qian Wei said angrily, "We have money and good looks, and I can't even remove the stains on my skin. It's too jealous!"

Yue Song laughed, put down his phone, and looked at the girl for a while.

Fun for the eyes.

Zhang Yansheng always felt like someone was watching him.

He directed his eyes to the side of the stage. The floodlight on the stage was thrown down, forming a thin curtain, and it was impossible to see what was behind the thin curtain.

Zhang Yansheng retracted his gaze, his attention completely attracted by Xue Xintong on the stage.

Standing on the stage, this older sister was filled with momentum. That aura was not the cool, handsome, domineering aura that two second-rate young girls displayed, but it had been polished over time, built up by knowledge and experience.

Zhang Yansheng did not know why, and could not turn away from this elder sister.

Something grew from the bottom of my heart and penetrated the ground.Although it was still young, it had a direction.

The auction went well and no auction failed.

Xue Xintong himself took two or three pieces, including an antique classic car.

Zhang Huan took a picture of the Qing Dynasty golden enamel clock: "Your grandmother likes this kind of thing, we will send it to her when we look back."

He also asked Zhang Yansheng if he was interested in something. Auction items were mostly antiques. How could a youngster like Zhang Yansheng like him? He just said, "No."

But he was always quiet on his way back. Although he was usually quiet, the current silence could be described as stillness.

Zhang Huan felt a little and asked with a smile, "Are you bored?"

“No, I think it's interesting,” said Zhang Yansheng.

Zhang Huan gave "Oh" and asked, "Are you still going to come with Father in the future?"

Zhang Yansheng nodded: "Just have time."

Zhang Huan was in a good mood. Not only did it complete the confession of the old woman, but it also promoted the relationship with the girls, killing two birds with one stone.

And when the girl is older, she has to go out to get to know more talented people.

I was thinking, but suddenly heard Zhang Yansheng ask: "How can I be a person like Master Xue?"

Zhang Huan was startled and looked at Zhang Yansheng.

His daughter looked at him with a serious expression that had never been seen before, and her eyes were all serious.

The words that the old woman said to him alone after National Day sounded in his ears - "This child is very confused now."

Zhang Huan suddenly felt the weight of the word "father" at this moment, and felt a sense of responsibility on his shoulders.

He propped up the chair, sat a little straighter, and asked, "Do you want to be like him in the future?"

Zhang Yansheng did not answer "yes" directly, he looked at Zhang Huan and asked back: "What kind of person do you want me to be in the future?"

Zhang Yansheng's hand clenched involuntarily.

He looked at Zhang Huan and wanted to know the answer.

“You?” Zhang Huan said, he thought about it, and recalled the past, “You have learned well since childhood, and your mother and I were expecting you so much. At that moment, my father thought, My daughter is very smart and waits until she grows up. Yeah, I'll teach him how to do business..."

His eyes suddenly became wet.

"Your mother thinks the same. He himself was a person who could not take time off. Together, he could work together for three days and three nights on a project. Your grandmother liked it. If your mother wasn't sick. , now when others call these women in our city K by name and surname, how could they also have your mother's name..."

Zhang Yansheng's fist clenched even tighter.

Zhang Huan sniffed and said, "Figure, don't be afraid. Your mother's gone, and there's a father. My father was young and could do it for years. As you get older, Dad will teach you and guarantee you in the future. No worse than Xiao Xue!"

Didn't you give him the money to send it?

Why does he still say such things?

Zhang Yansheng did not know how to proceed with this sentence.

Zhang Huan smiled looking at his blank expression.

Zhang Huan clapped his hands: "Don't worry, how old are you. Nowadays, study hard and get a better university. You don't have to think about anything else. You and Hehe are both smart. I'll treat you both trained to be two young managers. In the future, anyone who sees my daughter should say, "Oh, this Zhang Huan will raise children. These children were raised one by one, no worse than President Xue!"

He fantasizes about the future and becomes proud. Suddenly I remembered that I still had a son, and I was instantly desperate: "Only Shuoshuo, this child is not a weapon. Hey, what you said makes sense. This kid still has to be more assertive, or I'm really scared of him. From now on, he would be like President Xue's son, so he wouldn't study well..."

He talked about this, blabbering.

Zhang Yansheng remembered that he was not a talkative person before.

Are you still old? Talking becomes easier as you age. Tears are easy to come out too.

In the second half, Zhang Yansheng held his chin back, looking at the street scene outside the window...

This charity auction ended smoothly. Yue Song and the others were busy again, and the finishing work was finished. The rest of the stage should be destroyed and the rest is a corporate affair r.

The person in charge of them also said to them "Thank you very much" and told them that they could leave.

“It's over.” Qian Wei stuck out her waist and sighed, “I actually saw the world today. These rich people did not hesitate to lift the mark. I can't wait for the price increase of one hundred thousand hundred thousand. One hundred eight hundred thousand eight hundred thousand dollars have been added, and I always shout fucking millions."

Senior Brother Jiang said with a smile: "Don't you think you are more motivated to fight? Although we are not a rich second generation, we have to work hard to become a rich generation!"

“Senior sister, you are really ambitious. Why don't you be like this, you will become a rich generation, and then take care of me, I don't want to fight anymore. Still lame and comfortable, Yue Song, don't you?"

The three people spoke and laughed and descended into the hotel lobby.

Qian Wei asked: "Big sister, how are you?"

Senior Brother Jiang has a sweet smile on his face: "Zhang Bo came to pick me up. Hey, this way!" He said, waving to the sofa in the lobby.

Her handsome boyfriend had been waiting for her for an hour, and walked over to hold her hand.

He was a K University graduate student, Qian Wei and Yue Song both greeted him: "Brother Zhang."

Senior Brother Zhang knew that Yue Song had found this opportunity, and thanked Yue Song again: "Thank you."

Yue Song said: "The boy is polite. Senior sister has taken good care of us in the student union. "The greeting ended, and the two watched the sweet couple leave.

Qian Wei sighed in envy.

Yue Song patted her shoulder.

Senior Brother Jiang is beautiful and has a good personality, and he is a goddess-level figure in the student union. Senior Brother Zhang is tall and handsome, and he is also a grassroots figure in the school.

Both of them were famous couples in school, and they were extremely valuable.

So if you have a crush on something like this, keep it a secret.

"What are you doing." Qian Wei shook her shoulders, and let go of Yue Song's hand, "As if I'm in love with me. Can't I just be jealous? I don't know why I don't like it." I don't know that, so Senior Brother Jiang won't be with Senior Brother Zhang. Together, it's impossible to see me."

Qian Wei was a wise person, and Yue Song smiled.

Qian Wei replied to the host's shoulder: "Walking, I'm too tired today to take the subway. Let's take a cab back to school and I'll pay for it! But I can't eat with you anymore. For my night train ticket, I have to go back and take my bag. Go."

The other students had already gone home after the winter break. Qian Wei was from the next town, since she had followed this project until now, she had specifically applied to the school, and she was still living in the dormitory. Since they were acting together lately, Yue Song also stayed in the dormitory.

Yue Song said, "I have something to do. I have to go home first. I'm not going back to school today."

“Hey, well, I'll invite you to dinner when I get back from school.” Qian Wei was worried about returning the favor this time.

Yue Song responded with a smile and saw him enter the taxi.

When Qian Wei left, Yue Song pulled out his phone and called: "I'm at the hotel gate."

Immediately a black Bentley sped up, and Yue Song pulled the door to the car alone. Sitting in the car was his cousin Xue Xintong, he said with disdain: "You're too humble."

Yue Song's clothes were ordinary, and there were no big names from head to toe. His classmates and even close roommates do not understand his family background. And Xue Xintong was famous for liking high-profile.

Yue Song smiled: "So my family name is Yue, not Xue."

Xue Xintong spat at him.

Two people chatted about the auction today, who chatted with who was speculative, it was said that they were preparing to cooperate on a project, and who and who will go to the leader of the provincial party committee to fight for a piece of land ...

After speaking, Yue Song pulled out his phone and handed it over: "Sister Xintong, let me ask someone, do you know who he is?"

Xue Xintong glanced at him and said "Ho", with a smile in his eyes: "What are you doing? Do you like it?"

Yue Song said: "Tell me who he is first."

The girl was very young, with the middle-aged man sitting on both sides. Yue Song did not know who she was with, and she was a little worried about her identity - too beautiful, she was worried that she was an eighteen-star line that she did not know and followed the old man.

Although her contact time was very short, it was hard to forget such a beautiful girl. Moreover, a person like Xue Xintong could barely forget about people. She returned the phone to Yue Song and teased him: "Don't worry, she is a serious girl. The granddaughter of the old Zhang family."

Yue Song asked: "Which Zhang family?"

It was said that it was the old lady of the Zhang family, but actually, the old lady's surname was Song. Xue Xintong said: "This is old lady Song Lanying."

Old lady Song Lanying was also among the strong women in K city. As soon as Xue Xintong said, Yue Song knew, and nodded: "That Zhang family."

He suddenly recalled and asked, "His father is Zhang Yu?"

“No, Zhang Yu is his uncle.” Xue Xintong said, “His father is Zhang Huan.

So, this girl and Zhang Qi were not sisters, but cousins?

As Yue Song thought it was good, he heard Xue Xintong smile and say, "But, this girl..."

Yue Song was not right when he heard his cousin's words, he raised his eyes: "What's the matter?"

Xue Xintong could not help but laugh, and finally revealed: "He is the new student of the year!"

She laughed so much, her little cousin with higher eyes fell in love with a child in the first year of high school!