It was the first time that Fu Ge saw this legendary master. At first glance, he felt that he had seen him somewhere, but he couldn't remember where for a moment. He stood next to Wen Ziyu, his back tense with nervousness.
"Hello, Mr. Nie."
Wen Ziyu seemed more relaxed than him, better at expressing himself, and sweet-mouthed and sensible: "Happy birthday to you, old man. May you have this day every year. May you be blessed as vast as the East Sea and live as long as the sky."
With this comparison, the gap is immediately apparent.
Fu Ge wanted to make amends, but when he saw Nie Mi thank them coldly and turned to talk to Wen Ruxia, he wanted to go up to her and try to please her, but he didn't know how to do it for a moment. He was also afraid of making things worse, so he could only stand there.
…
Nie Mi chatted with Wen Ruxia for a few words about the music exchange meeting, and then didn't want to talk much anymore.
He picked up the phone beside him and just glanced at it. No one knew what message he saw. He stood up and interrupted Wen Ruxia who was still talking to him, saying, "I'm going to go out and pick someone up. You guys can do whatever you want."
This was not the first time Wen Ruxia had seen his reaction like this. An idea flashed through her mind, but she felt it was unlikely. She nodded with a smile and said, "Okay, Mr. Nie, go ahead and get busy."
"Yeah." Nie Mi was not the kind of person who liked to be polite with others. He took his phone and walked away in a hurry.
Fu Ge watched his back as he hurriedly left, and secretly wondered which big shot from Beijing was coming. Even Old Nie went out to greet him in person.
This should be another person that he can't reach even if he stands on tiptoe!
*
Outside the banquet hall, Qiao Nian found a corner and stood there waiting.
She left her shoulder bag in the hotel room, wore a baseball cap that covered her delicate and beautiful eyebrows, put one hand in her pocket, an earphone wire came out from the brim of the hat, the earphones were plugged in her ears, and held a mobile phone in one hand, looking down at the messages.
She stood there casually, not noticing the gazes from those around her, and not feeling that she was conspicuous at all.
The fact is that many people who passed by and were about to go in noticed her from the corner of their eyes and couldn't help but look in her direction a few more times.
Some people couldn't help but ask their friends around them.
"Hey, do you see that girl standing over there? She looks quite young. Who is she? Do you know her?"
"do not know."
"Oh, maybe it's someone staying at the hotel."
The person who spoke shook his head, a little disappointed, and reluctantly withdrew his gaze. He followed his companions into the banquet hall, thinking that the girl was very beautiful, but she was not from the circle.
Qiao Nian had earphones in her ears and didn't hear them talking about her. After waiting for about five minutes, she raised her head and took off her earphones with one hand. She saw an old man in a double-breasted Zhongshan suit hurrying out.
If not Nie Mi, then who is it
She raised her hand and greeted the old man who was looking for her everywhere: "I'm here."
When Nie Mi heard her voice, he turned around and saw that unruly figure. He smiled and walked over quickly: "Why didn't you reply to my message?"
"I sent you a message at 9am asking you to come down, but you didn't reply until 5:30pm, which made me think you were going to stand me up.
"I didn't sleep well these past two days because of all the things that happened. I accidentally fell asleep and just woke up."
As she spoke, she took out a small box from her pocket and handed it over. Her eyes were clear and penetrating, and she concealed the banditry within, looking serious and solemn.
"Gift."
(End of this chapter)