Chapter 156: Lost orphan

Chapter 156 Lost orphans
In the lobby on the 13th floor of the hotel, the specially hired orchestra is rehearsing for performance in a few days.
As the person in charge of the banquet, Miss Zhang Yurui of Zhang’s family is also looking at the layout of the venue meticulously.
The old woman’s 80th birthday, Zhang Yurui naturally does not want to have any flaws.
No matter, despite the eighty-year long life, but the grandmother who has never liked this kind of arranging suddenly came to such a banquet, and banqueted a lot of celebrities to see, but it made Zhang Yurui feel a bit confused.
But this confusion did not dilute the joy of Miss Zhang’s heart – how many people can live to be 80 years old? Her grandmother is 80 years old and still healthy. Isn't it a happy thing?
The string stopped at this time, and the conductor's command put the baton down at this time and walked to Zhang Yurui with a smile.
The conductor in a tuxedo is probably in his early fifties. In fact, it is also the guest of Gu Yuezhai, who can come to the commander, obviously also on the face of the grandmother.
"Working hard, Fang Shushu." Zhang Yurui smiled and said: "On that day, it must be a wonderful party."
Fang often laughed and laughed: "Where, tomorrow, I can be a banquet for the old woman, it is my honor to be... um, Ji Ping, come over."
As usual, Fang looked for a violinist in the band at this time - this is a handsome young man, like a gentleman.
Fang Ruchang said: "Introduction, this is Fang Jiping, my son... This is Miss Zhang Yurui of Zhangjia."
Fang Jiping, from elementary school piano, is now a violinist among his father's band. The band has participated in many performances over the years and has a very good reputation. Fang Jiping has been in contact with the upper class since he was a child, and he is naturally elegant and calm.
"Hello Miss Zhang." Smiled slightly, even to a sincere one, you are better than any praise, and you will reach out slowly.
Zhang Yurui reached out and gently shook his finger on Fang Jiping’s finger. "Hello."
After the short-term handshake, Zhang Yurui whispered: "The teacher is a high-ranking teacher, and it is true."
Fang Jiping said indifferently: "Over the award... Well, Dad, I will continue to pack things up, and you will talk to Miss Zhang."
Fang Jiping actually means that he will leave when he says hello. Fang Ruxiao smiled at his son's departure and slowly said: "Oh, this son, everything is good, but it is waiting for the year, you should not be surprised."
Probably the object of introduction.
Zhang Yurui maintains a social and calm mind, and knows how to play the abacus as usual. At this time, don't show that you are interested. She subtly jumped to the topic: "I heard that Uncle Fang will have time, ready to go to Belgium?"
"Oh, there is this plan." Fang Ruchang is quite proud: "This time I intend to take Ji Ping to participate in the Queen Elizabeth International Violin Competition held in Brussels, I hope he can get good results. Well, Rui Rui also There is some understanding of this aspect. Does it seem to like this?"
It’s really a big deal... it’s all around. And it suddenly changed from Miss Zhang to the scorpion...
Zhang Yurui's heart is quite vocal, but it can't be attacked. The upper stream also has troubles that can't be said by the upper stream. She kept holding the palm of her hand, and the finger slipped a little.
She will pick the alarm, and the sound of the alarm is exactly the same as the voice of the call... Well, it is used at this time.
The ringtone sounds at this time.
"Sorry, I will pick up the phone first." Zhang Yurui apologized.
Fang Ruchang said: "It doesn't matter, Mrs. Zhang's birthday, you are busy. After a few days of performance, I will personally toast Mrs. Zhang."
Zhang Yurui smiled and pretended to follow the phone and nodded and walked away from the side as usual.
In a short while, Fang went to Fang Jiping's side as usual, and there was no such harmony. He looked at his son and said: "This Zhang Yurui is beautiful enough and he is very generous. I heard that there is no boyfriend."
"Dad, I just want to practice the piano well now." Fang Jiping shook his head.
As usual, Fang said: "Zhangjia's financial resources are beyond your imagination. Although the game is important, if you have the support of Zhangjia, the big chaebol, you can truly have the opportunity to win in the international arena. You have a good future. I have to grasp it well."
Fang Jiping suddenly felt annoyed in his heart. "I have someone I like."
As usual, Fang smiled and said: "Is the last Miss Wang family? Or was Miss Li earlier? I saw you talking before it seems good."
"No, Dad, don't guess." Fang Jiping said: "Time is up, I will introduce it."
Fang nodded as usual: "That's okay. But you remember, those women who are useless to you, even if you have played, now for you, there is nothing comparable to the next game."
"I know." Fang Jiping snorted.
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Commercial street.
In front of the cold drink shop, the boss is looking impatiently at an old woman who is sloppy. "Go away and don't block me from doing business! Stinky, how do you do business here?"
The clothes are filled with traces everywhere, a little hunchback. The old woman also carries a large gray cloth bag, saying that it is an old woman. If she looks at it intuitively, it seems to be in her sixties.
The old woman’s eyes seemed to have some problems. At first glance, she saw that she reached out and touched the front, and was close to the direction in which the boss spoke. But she was extremely skilled in taking a stack of wrinkled white paper from the cloth bag.
Black and white, printed with a half-length photo of a child of about four or five years old, the old woman shivered and took out a blank sheet of paper, full of hope: "Boss, may I ask if you have seen this child."
"Go away and go! If you want to get lost, go to the police station! Where do I do business, go away, go away!"
"Boss, boss! Look at it, please take a moment to look at it, beg you..."
"Go away and walk away!"
She was only able to touch the wall and silently took the leaflets carefully and put them back into their bags.
The old woman then took out a bamboo pole tied to her body and began to point to the ground while slowly moving toward the next store.
These years have suffered from cataracts, and vision has long since declined. It is just a matter of what a group of things fit together... Probably not long before, will it completely collapse?
In a family, she touched the past like this, and she kindly asked her to go to the police station. Some people gave her some change, and some people who opened her.
But these are not what she wants.
She just wants to hear someone know the news of the child on the leaflet.
Even if it's just a ‘I seem to be a little impression’.
Suddenly, she seemed to have touched a door, perhaps a wooden door, a cool breath that made her feel comfortable for a while on this hot summer day.
Then there was a crisp ringtone.
"Welcome, guest. Excuse me, do you have what you need?"
For the first time, the old woman heard such a polite and respectful voice... Someone did not dislike her dirty.
She went in at once.
(End of this chapter)