Chapter 13:

"Excuse me," the staff member slipped a glance at her press card, and said coldly and coldly: "Miss Guan, who invited you?"
"Helan Jingting."
"Mr. Helan?" The man was startled slightly, and took out his mobile phone, "Please wait a moment, I'll call him."
Before dialing, he hung up again, and pointed out the glass door: "Isn't this Mr. Helan?"
I don't know when there is a little snow in the sky and the earth, the wind and smoke are piled up, and a figure stands in a single coat.
Speaking of "formal", Pippi felt that Helan Jingting's clothes were definitely not formal. A thin black trench coat, pants and shoes are all canvas. Clean and simple. Wearing it on someone else is shabby, but wearing it on him becomes a noble one.
He is a distinguished and frequent visitor here. As soon as he got out of the car, a long-awaited staff member rushed to meet him, whispered a few words, and led him to the blind road on the right side of the gate.
Before the auction starts, there is usually a small reception reception. The lobby is very spacious, but the design is Victorian, the sofa and carpet patterns are very lively. In this cold winter, there is a mellow warmth. The long jujube table under the crystal lamp is covered with brocade cloth, full of coffee, tea, wine, fruit and pastries. Waiters in formal dresses walked around holding a tea tray, serving wine and desserts to the guests. The guests are almost there, men in suits and leather shoes, women in long skirts, and the voices are whispering and Yan Yan is laughing. Except for the absence of a tango ball, the scene resembles the opening of the movie "True Lies".
Pippi suddenly felt that journalism was not such an interesting profession. They shuttled through various occasions like transparent gas, leaving no traces except for taking away a few photos. They also dealt with all kinds of people, and after finishing the report, they stopped contacting each other. They seem to be involved in a lot of things, but they have nothing to do with these things. One mouth, one pen, one lens—this is the reporter.
"Jing Ting," Wang Xuan showed out the invitation letter from her handbag, and greeted him with a hint of intimacy in her voice: "It's the first time it's been so early. Su Cheng said, you took one of his last time. To the Yuma of the Tang Dynasty, today he is going to avenge him."
Wang Xuan's voice is very beautiful, it is the kind of soft and childish voice with a girl. I used to be a broadcaster in high school, and often reported. Perhaps out of instinctive disgust, Pippi felt a little pretentious in her voice. how to say. Wang Xuan belonged to the kind of people who would sigh her destiny when she saw her. Good family background, good grades, and good looks. From a young age to a big boyfriend, like a cloud, pick and pick, destined to live a life of class. In fact, Pippi didn't dislike these. When it comes to family background, grades, and looks, Tian Xin is not bad. But she doesn't hate Tian Xin.
Pippi is only annoying little things. For example, Wang Xuan always reads novels in class, but she always ranks in the top three. For example, she seemed to be more nervous before the exam, but she was always the first to hand in the paper. She never gave her homework, but always pestered the teacher to talk after class. Of course, the main reason is that she never ignored Pepe, and she had to speak in a despicable tone. Others only regard them as having an old feud. In fact, Wang Xuan's attitude towards students with poor grades is quite uniform.
I still remember that there was a heavy rain after school. Jia Lin did not come back from a ball game. Pippi wanted to share an umbrella with Wang Xuan to the station. In the end, Wang Xuan said that he had agreed to send someone off. After all, he left alone. Pippi watched as she waited for the bus and got on the bus alone, only then did she understand that what was said just now was just an excuse, and she just disdain to share an umbrella with her.
That day, Pippi waited at school for more than an hour, and the rain did not stop, but Jia Lin returned from playing. Sweat on one head and steam on his face. At that time, Jialin was already very tall, with wheat-colored skin, long and thin face, vivid and clear facial features, and sunshine between his brows. Jia Lin did not bring an umbrella, but he refused to wait. His jacket is waterproof. He took off the jacket and covered the top of Pippi's head and rushed her into the rainstorm. As they ran and screamed, both of them were soaked.
It was a hot early summer. Jia Lin was only wearing a white vest. The wind screamed, lightning and thunder, the sky was a branch-shaped thunderbolt, the clouds were red, and Pipi blocked his ears and hid in Jia Lin’s arms. , He took the opportunity to hug Pippi.
Before that, even though Pippi went home together every day, Pippi hadn't even touched Jia Lin's fingers.
That night, Pippi had her first spring dream in her life. I dreamed that Jialin, wearing a white vest, was holding a writing brush, dipped in the rain in the air, and writing on his naked body.
Feeling sorrowful, from then on out of control.
The past was tumbling in his mind, and Pippi lost consciousness for a while. The guests came one after another, all greeting each other, and the staff member with the surname Qian was busy reading the invitation letter, and she was the only one standing in the corner awkwardly. Helan Jingting couldn't see it, and naturally didn't notice it either. On the contrary, Wang Xuan’s boyfriend smiled apologetically at her from a distance, and drank to herself. After a while, he raised his glass to Helan Jingting and teased: "Helan, this time you watch again What's up? Can you tell me first?"
Helan Jingting took off the windbreaker and handed it to the reception staff, and pointed her eyes with her fingers: "How can I see, I can only listen. Isn't Mr. Su always fond of Qianlong work? He doesn't like ancient jade before Song Xin. Why, the taste has changed this time?"
"Qianlong's craftsmanship is of course good, but the momentum is not enough. I return to the basics now, and like ancient clumsy." Inadvertently, he shook Wang Xuan's hand. A Xuan bought a piece of Zichen Pei from the Southern Song Dynasty. It's not cheap. You can show it."
After that, he took out a piece of ancient jade hanging from Wang Xuan's handbag and handed it to him.
Wang Xuan quickly stopped: "Su Cheng, you are too careless. It is daytime... Mr. Helan is not very convenient..."
Su Cheng smiled and said, "Axuan, you don’t know Mr. Helan too much. He is now a hot and veteran connoisseur, this kind of jade for you to play with, you don’t need a magnifying glass, just touch it. True or false. Isn’t that true, Helan?"
"Brother Su praised it."
Helan Jingting took Jade, squeezed it lightly, touched it with his fingertips, and returned it to Su Cheng without saying anything.
Seeing that he didn't speak or express his position, Wang Xuan couldn't help but ask: "How about it, is it the real one? We have been shopping for a long time. There is also a consultant from Liulichang."
The expression on Helan Jingting's face became more and more unpredictable: "Miss Wang, do you like this jade?"
"Like it."
"Wear it if you like it. A piece of jade is auspicious."
Su Cheng and Wang Xuan both changed colors.
Helan Jingting raised his eyebrows, took out the blind cane from his pocket, and was about to walk forward. The young man named Qian finally made room, so he hurried over and asked in a low voice in his ear:
"Mr. Helan, I am a small money from the Public Relations Department. Have you ever sent an invitation to this lady?"
"Which lady?"
"This Guan—Miss Pipi, from the C City Evening News."
Helan Jingting thought for a while and shook his head: "I don't remember that I knew a Miss Guan."
The man glanced at Pippi meaningfully, with a negative expression on his face: "Then, I'm sorry, Miss Guan, this club--"
"Wait," Helan Jingting interrupted him suddenly, "My assistant did the invitation. There may be a reporter from the newspaper. I actually recognized a lady named Guan at a party. I didn't say anything. After talking, but remember her face. Miss Guan, do you mind if I touch your face and confirm it?"
Touch your face? He actually said such a thing. Even if he is blind, he is too presumptuous!
Don't say Guan Pippi, even the staff member was taken aback.
It is said in the villain books that the fox is stingy and grudges, and it seems to be true here.
The people at the scene looked sideways, waiting for a good show.
Guan Pipi gritted his teeth, straightened his neck, and ignored him.
"Never mind if you mind." He helped his sunglasses, gave a slight tap, and turned to leave.
Just turning around, Pippi said: "Don't mind."
Thinking with toes, Wang Xuan was already laughing so happily at the moment.
There was a cold air on his face. What followed was the breath of deep mountain wood fern throughout his body. The fingers stretched out are long and pale, but the fingertips are soft. The actual situation was not as glamorous as those present imagined. Helan Jingting only touched her nose and her ears, then lowered her head to remember for a moment, and said: "Yes, I recognize. Miss Guan, I believe my assistant sent you an invitation letter."
"I... lost it."
"Mr. Qian can accompany me?"
The staff member looked at the two people in front of him suspiciously, and said hesitantly: "Since it is Mr. Helan's guest, of course it can be accommodating. It's just that...there is a clothing store outside the door, and all the locker rooms are available. Can Miss Guan wear a more formal dress? costumes?"
When Pippi was about to speak, Helan Jingting intervened faintly: "I don't think Miss Guan needs to change clothes."
"Mr. Helan, please forgive me--" The staff insisted very much.
"Miss Guan, there is a teahouse opposite, why don't we go for a cup of tea together." Helan Jingting grabbed Guan Pippi and walked out.
"Mr. Helan-the auction will begin soon." The staff was dumbfounded, and the tone was not due to rush.
"We have auctions every year. I will come again next year."
Having said that, he took the leather belt to the door without hesitation, and went down the steps together, and suddenly heard a rush of footsteps behind him, one person shouted: "Jing Ting - wait!"
The two stopped at the same time.
He is a well-dressed middle-aged man. Pippi felt that he was not young, he might be in his fifties. It's just well-maintained and neatly groomed, and it looks only in his early forties.
"Mr. Kang."
The man was too late to say hello to Helan, but he stretched out his hand very sincerely: "Miss Guan, hello! I am Kang Shaojiang, the general manager of Taoyuan Club."
Pippi had to shake hands with him: "Hello, Manager Kang."
"Ms. Guan, please. By the way, is it inconvenient for you to walk? We have wheelchairs here, and the auction hall is on the second floor. I will ask you to take you up by elevator."
Compared with the staff member who insisted on the invitation, the manager's attitude was too flexible, it was a big turn of 180 degrees, which made Pippi flattered.
Helan Jingting's expression remained unchanged, as if he was considering whether to look back. After a while, he said, "No, I can send her up."
For some reason, Helan Jingting took her to her dressing room first.
"Take off your shoes," he said.
"What shall I wear without taking off?"
"There is a carpet on the ground, you can barefoot."
"..."
"Isn't it more informal to be barefoot?" she asked back.
"Do you want to interview this auction?"
"miss you."
"Then you don't take it off?"
"My feet are swollen and I managed to stuff them in. Now I can't take them off."
"This is easy to handle, I'll help you."
Pippi couldn't help taking a breath. The super handsome guy really leaned down, kneeling in front of her, and carefully helped her take off her shoes, taking off one and another. Then throw the sneakers into the trash can.
"Hey! Why are you throwing my shoes away! Don't look at them, they are Adidas's, they are all made of double-layer leather."
Helan Jingting ignored her, found a plastic bag from nowhere, dumped the contents of her small bag, and threw her handbag together with the wallet into the trash can in annoyance.
"Helan Jingting! You are sick! This is my handbag, new, only used for two months! And the wallet, which my dad gave me!"
Pippi couldn't help but yell.
"Leather belt." He pointed to her waist.
Pippi quickly pressed her waist.
"If you don't want to take it off, I will help you."
Pippi consciously untied the belt. If he didn't understand, he might see the scenes in "Painted Skin" below. But she still sternly said:
"This belt is worth fifty yuan. If you throw it away, you have to pay me!"
"Guan Pipi," Helan Jingting said coldly, "If you want to sit with me, you can't have anything leathery on you. Do you understand?"
"What's the matter with Pi? Are you an animal protectionist? Oh! I see, where are you an animal protectionist, you are an animal!"
"what did you say?"
"I will buy a fox fur coat tomorrow."
She regretted the words. Because when he heard this, Helan Jingting's face suddenly became gloomy, and his hands suddenly pinched her neck like iron tongs. He didn't start to exert any force, but it was enough to make Pippi's soul fly away.
Helan Jingting's voice was still very calm, with threats in her calm, she said word by word: "What did you say? You say it again?"
Pippi wanted to cry without tears and breathless: "I... what I want to say is: Forgive me... Forgive my eyesight, it seems... you are really... a fox."
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