Chapter 32: If you don't use people to check, the sheep will fall into the nest!

On the figure.
This young woman is not inferior to Qin Qiu at all.
On temperament.
This one seems to be even colder.
However, Ning Xuanyuan has always had a sense of nothing to this pink skull.
He has no shortage of women.
A lover is really hard to come by.
After so many years, the only thing that impressed him was Chen Xiaocao.
"You go back, don't stick here."
Ning Xuanyuan had just passed by the young woman.
Father Xu Tai'an walked out with a cane. He glanced at the young woman, his expression was not irritable, but he was not at all happy.
"Old Xu." Ning Xuanyuan greeted him.
The old man grinned and said, "This is you alone? Your girlfriend Qiu girl... By the way, she hasn't admitted your relationship."
Ning Xuanyuan, "..."
Where does this say?
"grandfather!"
The young woman, whose real name is Xu Bingqing, has a big heart. This old man can be amiable with outsiders. How can he treat her biological granddaughter so indifferently?
Xu Tai'an waved his hand, "I live very well here, wait some time, your relatives and uncles will no longer fight for the family property, I will go back."
Xu Bingqing tried to endure his grief and said nothing.
"Make you a joke."
After Xu Tai'an finished speaking, he stopped responding to Xu Bingqing. He stretched out his hand to greet Ning Xuanyuan, "I won't be with you anymore. I will find a book by myself."
Ning Xuanyuan smiled, "I'm here to play chess with you."
After a few small chats, Xu Bingqing turned his head and looked at Ning Xuanyuan carefully.
At the same time, Ning Xuanyuan also saw Xu Bingqing's face clearly.
Small features.
The eyes are bright and beautiful.
The Qiong nose is matched with thin lips, and the one that falls on the center of the eyebrows, like a finishing touch, is beautiful and not vulgar, but it has more characteristics.
Judging by his age, he is only in his early twenties.
Time is right.
It's a pity that the temperament is too cold, not the kind of superior coldness and arrogance, but the inherent loneliness, which is generally too introverted.
No one enters.
The acquaintances have no thoughts, so she deliberately wins over the relationship.
After the two hurriedly looked at each other, there was no longer any intersection.
But Xu Taian was curious to look at Ning Xuanyuan, "You can play chess?"
"I know a little bit, no, I came to ask Mr. Xu for advice."
To put it bluntly, the hands are itchy.
His chess skills were taught by the old gentleman, and the old gentleman was the most important part of Ning Xuanyuan's life, and his influence on him was second only to that of his adoptive father Cao Zhen.
In fact, it was the old gentleman who was secretly making his way to the army.
However, this old man is used to being chic.
I'm lucky to see a few people in three to five years.
"If the little friends are interested, it's okay to play a few games."
Xu Tai'an laughed. Of course he is happy to have a confidant in life.
Xu Bingqing was left out by Xu Taian again.
Ning Xuanyuan pretended not to see the embarrassing environment at the scene, and under the guidance of the old man, he immediately brought a chessboard, chess pieces, and two small horses.
The father is on the campus, so he should be considered a man of high morals.
Within a few minutes of sitting down, many students came over and nodded in greeting.
Of course, there are also many left to watch chess.
With more people, Xu Bingqing, who felt aggrieved and embarrassed by the cold, gradually disappeared. She moved her steps curiously and stood behind Xu Tai'an.
"If you don't mention going home, you're still my granddaughter." Xu Taian said suddenly.
Xu Bingqing pouted his lips without taking it seriously.
Turned around and poured a cup of tea, and gently handed it to Xu Tai'an. The latter held Xinan with both hands and did not thank him. In short, the relationship between the two was not as rigid as it was just shown.
Ning Xuanyuan brought mineral water by himself.
He doesn't like drinking tea in public.
In short, the tea culture has a long history. Ning Xuanyuan is really interested and wants to drink tea. The occasion, mood, and tea set must be readily available.
This was what the old gentleman taught him at the beginning, and originally thought it made a fuss, but after a few years, Ning Xuanyuan has been enjoying it.
However, on the market, tea houses, tea houses, and tea houses still exist, everywhere.
In this way, you can meet a large group of people who really pay attention to the culture of tea drinking.
Regarding this kind of place, once a customer has a cup, the arrangement of the tea set is implicated in the back.
The tea cover is facing down, which means adding water.
The tea cover faces upward, meaning closing the table.
The tea cover stands up, which means credit.
Keeping the tea cover means leaving temporarily, don't take the cup away.
These are closely related to tea culture.
Back then, when I first heard these details, Ning Xuanyuan was quite interesting.
However, the old gentleman attached great importance to this aspect, and over time, Ning Xuanyuan became familiar with it.
"In these days, if you are not particularly interested, young people rarely learn chess, especially Go, which requires too much xinxing."
Xu Tai'an saw Ning Xuanyuan like before, and the more they looked, the more pleasing to the eye.
Ning Xuanyuan smiled without saying a word, set his hand first, and waited quietly.
Xu Taian took the time to glance at Ning Xuanyuan, and secretly admired, the young man showed his sharp edge, he had seen a lot.
However, young people are unparalleled.
If you still have a deep mind and are as steady as Mount Tai, then there are very few.
...
nine in the morning.
Blue Sea and Blue Sky Universal Pictures.
Early in the morning, Qin Qiu, who was in a good mood, arrived at the group.
On both sides of the aisle, many people stand and salute to show their respect.
The greetings are even more endless.
After all, it is Blue Sky Pictures, one of the most popular young three-horizon idols, no matter their status or commercial value, they can't provoke them.
As for whether it is a sincere greeting, it is unclear.
Qin Qiu didn't care either.
Pushing away from his exclusive room, a thin silhouette of a woman with short hair, with her hands on her hips, quietly looked at the black dress in front of her.
Qin Qiu's brows were deep, and his mood suddenly fell to the bottom.
It seems that the company's senior management is determined to ask her to attend Jiang Qin's funeral.
No, even the clothes for the funeral are prepared in advance.
"This is the clothes you need to wear to attend the funeral the day after tomorrow. See if it fits?" The short-haired woman turned around and said in a calm tone.
Qin Qiu threw away the bag in his hand, and said, "If there is anything that doesn't fit, just wear it."
"What is your attitude?"
The short-haired woman whose real name is Jiang Rong suddenly stiffened.
Qin Qiu was too lazy to answer, stretched his arms a few times, took out his mobile phone, and sat aside silently.
"Qin Qiu, I hope you can bring out the cultivation and professional ethics necessary for yourself as an artist, don't care about everything, let others do it for you, and you will suffer by then."
Jiang Rong obviously had something in her words, and she stabbed a needle.
Qin Qiu glanced at her with an indifferent expression, "I can get to where I am now because of professionalism."
"Cut, without me, you're still an 18th-line star, really think you Qin Qiu is a talent?"
This time, attending Jiang’s funeral, Jiang Rong acted against Qin Qiu’s wishes and responded positively.
As a result, rifts between the two sides gradually grew.
Now, although the face has not been completely torn apart, the relationship is indeed not as good as before.
What's more, relying on Qin Qiu's popularity, Jiang Rong has already caught a large amount of oil and water. While rich and confident, he is also trying to control Qin Qiu.
"At the beginning, I chose you as my assistant. I really didn't use people to check, and the sheep fell into the tiger's den." Qin Qiu said angrily.
Jiang Rong didn't care. She turned her back to Qin Qiu, and her right hand was touching the short hair of her ear cup. "Qin Qiu, you'd better be obedient and don't miss your future."
"Compete with me, you can't win the fight!"
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