Trafford’s Trading Club

In the lobby on the 13th floor of the hotel, the specially hired orchestra is rehearsing for performance in a few days' time.

As the head of the banquet, Ms Zhang Yuanrui of Zhang family is also looking carefully at the arrangement of the venue.

Old woman Zhang's eightieth birthday, Zhang Yuanrui naturally doesn't want any leakage.

Regardless, despite the fact that it is eighty years old, Sulai did not like this ranking grandmother suddenly came to such a banquet, and invited a number of celebrities to see it, but it made Zhang Rui feel a little confused.

But this confusion has not diluted Miss Zhang's celebration - how many can live to be eighty years old? Isn't it something to be happy about her grandmother's eighty years of life and still being healthy?

The strings stopped at this point, and the band commander dropped the baton and walked to Zhang Wanrui with a smile.

The band conductor in the tuxedo is probably in his early fifties. In fact, it is also the Guest of Ancient Moon Sai, who can invite this commander, obviously also on Grandmother's face.

“Thank you, Uncle Fong.” Zhang Furui smiled: “It must have been a wonderful party that day. ”

Fang also smiled as usual: “It would be an honor for me to be able to perform for Lady Zhang's banquet tomorrow... Well, Ji Ping, come here for a moment. ”

As usual, Fang searched for a violinist in the band - a handsome young man who came slowly like a gentleman.

Fang as usual: “Introducing, this is Fang Jiping, my son... This is Miss Zhang Qianrui of the Zhang family. ”

From elementary school, Fang Jiping is now a violinist in his father's band. The band has been in a lot of shows over the years and has a pretty good reputation. Since childhood, Fang Jiping has been in contact with people from the upper echelons of society to talk about natural and elegant behavior.

“Hello Miss Zhang.” Smiled slightly, reaching out slowly at a time when you were hundreds of times more square than any compliment.

Zhang Yuanrui reached out and grabbed Fang Jihei's finger slightly, "Hello. ”

After the handshake, Zhang Wanrui softly said: “The famous master is a high apprentice, it is true. ”

Fang Jiping bluntly said: “Thank you... Well, Dad, I'll keep packing, you and Miss Zhang will continue to talk. ”

Fang Jiping actually said hello and left. Fang looked at his son's departure with a smile and said slowly: “Oops, this child, everything is fine, but just wait for the year, don't look weird. ”

Probably someone to introduce you to.

Zhang Yuanrui maintains the social appearance and knows how to play the Abacus as usual... just don't show your interest at this time. She skilfully jumped back and said, "I heard Uncle Fang is going to Belgium after a while. ”

“Oh, there's this plan.” As usual, I am proud to say, "I intend to take Ji Ping to the Queen Elizabeth International Violin Competition in Brussels, hoping that he will achieve good results. Well, Rui also knows a little bit about this. Do you seem to like this? ”

I can't help but think about it... so I can come back. And all of a sudden, Miss Zhang went from full...

Zhang Wanrui had a few words in his heart, but he couldn't seize, and upstream also had upstream troubles that he couldn't say. She kept holding the phone's palm, and her fingers slid slightly invisibly at this point.

She would ring the alarm, and the sound of the alarm was the same as the sound of the call… well, that's when it was used.

The bell rings now.

“Excuse me, I'll take the call first.” Zhang Yuanrui's face apologized.

Fang as usual: “It's okay. It's Mrs. Zhang's birthday. You're busy. After the show a few days later, I will personally toast to Lady Zhang. ”

Zhang Yu Rui smiled and pretended to take the call. He nodded his head and walked away from the usual.

Shortly afterwards, Fang went to the side of Fang Jihei as usual, and his face was not so friendly. He looked at his son and said, "This Cheung Rui is beautiful and generous. I hear you don't have a boyfriend yet. ”

“Dad, I just want to practice.” Fang Jiping shook his head.

As usual, Fang faintly said: “Zhang Jia's financial resources are unimaginable. Although the competition is important, if you have the support of Zhang Jia's big financial valve, you can truly have the opportunity to fly Huang Tengda internationally. You have a great future, you have to grasp it yourself. ”

Fang Jiping was suddenly upset, “I have someone I like. ”

Fang suddenly smiled. “Was that the young lady from the royal family last time? Or Miss Lee earlier? I saw you guys talking pretty good earlier. ”

“Neither, Dad. Don't guess.” Square level: “Time's up, I'll introduce you. ”

Fang nodded as usual: “Okay. But remember, those women who don't work for you, they've played before, and now there's nothing like the next game for you. ”

“I get it.” Fang Jiping muttered.

……

……

Commercial street.

In front of the cold drinks store, the owner was impatiently looking at an old woman with a dirty face: “Go away, leave me alone! It stinks. How do I do business with you here? ”

Clothes are all over the place with patched marks and a little hunchback. The old woman also carried a large gray white cloth bag, said it was an old woman, looking straight at it, as if she were in her sixties.

The old woman's eyes seemed to have a slight problem. She glanced at the cloudiness and only saw her reach out and touch the front before approaching the direction of the boss's speech. But she was extremely skillful at pulling a pile of wrinkled white paper out of her cloth bag.

Black and white, with a half photograph of a child about four or five years old, the old woman shook her hand and pulled out a piece of white paper, hoping: “Boss, have you seen this child? ”

“Go away, go away! If you're looking for a lost child, go to the police station! Where I do business, go away, go away! ”

“Boss, boss! Look, please take a moment to look, please...”

“Go away, go away! ”

She could only leave by touching the wall and quietly put the leaflets out carefully and back in her bag.

The old woman then took out a bamboo pole tied to her body and started lighting the ground, slowly walking towards the next store.

After all these years of cataracts, my eyesight has long receded to the point where everything is just a bunch of things... it won't be long before I'm completely blind?

The family, she touched the past like that, had kindly sent her to the police station, some people gave her some change, others scolded her away.

But none of this is what she wanted.

She just wanted to hear from someone who could find out about the kid on the leaflet.

Even if it's just a "I seem a little impressed."

All of a sudden, she seemed to touch a door, maybe a wooden door, with a cool breath that made her feel a little comfortable on this hot summer.

Then there was a crisp and delightful ringtone.

“Welcome, Guest. Can I help you? ”

For the first time, the old lady heard such a polite and respectful voice... and someone didn't dislike her dirty.

She walked right in.