The forced smile on Jiang Deyi's face couldn't be maintained any longer, he never imagined that the cufflink on Song Xuanhe's sleeve turned out to be the cufflink of Master McPhail.
Thinking of Song Xuan and his half-smile expression just now, Jiang Deyi grabbed the napkin on his lap. He was probably just laughing at him for saying how meaningful the cufflinks are, but in fact he couldn't even see the cufflinks right in front of his eyes.
Xiao Shenglin didn't know the undercurrent was surging before, he went to the seat reserved for him and sat down and didn't hear anyone speak, and he didn't feel embarrassed at all, and smiled gently: "Could it be that I remembered wrongly?"
Jiang Deyi's expression changed, and he looked at Song Xuanhe instantly.
Song Xuanhe knew what Jiang Deyi was thinking when he saw Jiang Deyi's expression. In fact, he didn't have any thoughts when he first saw Jiang Deyi. After all, whether it was the original world or this world, there were many people who didn't like him or who he didn't like. It's gone, if you see one, you have to pay attention to one, he doesn't have so much time and energy.
It's just that he didn't intend to provoke Jiang Deyi, but Jiang Deyi took the initiative to provoke him.
When hearing Jiang Deyi's hidden provocative words, Song Xuanhe's first reaction was to laugh, and then he wanted to see when Jiang Deyi would see the cuff buttons on his shirt. Unexpectedly, Jiang Deyi turned a blind eye until Xiao Shenglin reminded him. After realizing it, what's even more ridiculous is that when Xiao Shenglin thought he had admitted his mistake, he still believed it, pinning his hope that this cufflink is not Master McPhail's to get out of the predicament.
Unfortunately, his plan fell through.
Song Xuanhe supported his chin with one hand, pursed his lips and said, "You read that right, it's this one."
Hearing Song Xuanhe's acknowledgment, everyone's eyes fell on Jiang Deyi. Such a significant cuff button, it's fine if he didn't recognize it after shaking in front of his eyes for so long, but he even used this cuff button to mock Song Xuanhe. Collect it and not use it. Most of the people here have a good idea of what he meant by what he said just now.
Feng Tong saw Song Xuanhe's cuff buttons, smiled and praised: "This cuff button matches your shirt very well."
Song Xuanhe raised an eyebrow: "Are you praising yourself?"
The shirt he is wearing today is a shirt under Fengtong’s tutor brand, but everyone here knows that the tailoring and innovative design of this dress are all done by Fengtong independently, and Fengtong’s teacher has not concealed this matter. Because of this, he was able to emerge so quickly in the design world.
"Of course not." Feng Tong smiled and said, "I'm thanking you for giving me some design inspiration."
"I also saw that this cufflink got a lot of inspiration, so I took a picture of it." Song Xuanhe touched the cufflink and said with a smile: "Master McFair's design is unique and creative, if possible , I really hope to have the opportunity to visit him, if I discuss with him, maybe I can get more inspiration."
A male designer who hadn't spoken to Song Xuanhe when he came in had a strange expression upon hearing his words, and the person next to him asked, "What's wrong?"
The man didn't answer his companion's question, but looked at Song Xuanhe and said, "You don't know?"
If the speaker hadn't looked at Song Xuanhe, he wouldn't have known that he was talking to him, but the words were out of his head, even if he knew he was talking to him, he wouldn't know what he was asking.
The puzzlement in Song Xuanhe's eyes was vividly expressed: "Know what?"
"That cufflink of Master McPhail." The male designer pointed to Song Xuanhe's sleeve, and said, "It's a work designed by Master McPhail for twenty years. It has a very special meaning, he once said in private that the person who gets this cufflink can participate in one of his tea parties."
"As we all know, although Master McFair is a jewelry designer, his tea party covers almost the entire design industry, from architectural design to garden design, masters from all walks of life gather at Master McPhail's annual tea party , communicate with each other to seek inspiration and collision, among which the masters in the field of fashion design cannot be absent." After explaining, the male designer glanced at Jiang Deyi, who had a bad face, and said with a mocking tone: "This cufflink is of great significance to Mr. Jiang Deyi. It's self-explanatory."
"Master McPhail's tea party?"
Song Xuanhe didn't expect such a surprise, but after thinking about it, it seemed that some clues had been revealed before.
When he photographed this cufflink, he thought that the price increase for a cuff would be too high, but he is not short of money, and inspiration is priceless for a designer. Cufflinks that can bring him inspiration It's also the same, that's why he raised the price all the way to get him. Similarly, Jiang Deyi raised the price to buy this cufflink from him, so he naturally wouldn't sell it.
500,000 tickets for a party between masters is absolutely worth it to him.
Not only Song Xuanhe did not expect it, but other people who are not in the jewelry design industry have not thought of it and have never heard of the news. If they knew it, they would definitely take this cufflink at any cost. You can learn from the tea party of top designers Things that no amount of money can buy.
However, this cufflink has already been owned, even if they long for this opportunity, it is impossible to ask for it at this time.
However, everyone also had their own opinions on Jiang Deyi's character. Just now Song Xuanhe's surprised expression did not seem to be fake, and it was clear that he really didn't know. In fact, Jiang Deyi wanted to pick up a bargain without Song Xuanhe's knowledge. Although he didn't advocate it, it couldn't be said to be morally corrupt, but if he didn't get it, he would slander others, which was too despicable.
Song Xuanhe broke the silence and thanked him sincerely: "I've never heard of it before, it must be inside news, thank you very much for telling me about it."
The male designer shook his head and looked at Song Xuanhe with a gentler expression: "You're welcome."
"Since the matter is settled, let's start." Feng Tong said with a smile: "The dishes will be cold later."
After a meal, except for Jiang Deyi, who still had the cheek to stay here after being exposed, everyone else enjoyed themselves. Feng Tong had a date with Ren Yi after dinner, although they were a little bit reluctant, they still left each other's contact information and broke up.
Song Xuanhe and Zhou Nan and Xiao Shenglin were going to find a bar to relax, so they didn't separate, but they didn't expect that Jiang Deyi, who had just left from the other side, stopped them in the middle of the walk.
To be precise, it was in front of Song Xuanhe.
Jiang Deyi said: "Master Song, I want to talk to you."
Song Xuanhe stopped in his tracks: "What's the matter?"
Jiang Deyi's eyes fell on Song Xuanhe's sleeve: "Master McPhee's cufflinks, I am willing to pay 1.2 million to buy it. This is all my savings. I really need McPhee very much." I know that you are not a designer, and Master McFair's tea party doesn't mean much to you, so I hope you can give it to me."
Song Xuanhe always felt that he was thick-skinned enough, even Zhou Nan or Wei Chen he met were thick-skinned people, but only after meeting Jiang Deyi did he really know what it meant to be as thick-skinned as a city wall.
Self-sigh.
Song Xuanhe asked: "Do you think I will sell it to you?"
"Selling things that are useless to you to those who need them, I think it's a good deal." Jiang Deyi said: "Although we had some misunderstandings before, I don't think you should have trouble with money."
Zhou Nan gave a thumbs up: "It's amazing to raise money with Song Er!"
"I can't get along with money." Song Xuan said softly, "But I'm not short of money, and I just don't like you very much, so I don't plan to sell it to you."
"You should know that I am from Hayden Schroeder." Jiang Deyi said gloomyly: "Although you are in China, the Schroeder family's hand cannot reach here, but..."
"But what?" Song Xuanhe raised his eyebrows, and said with a half-smile: "But you can threaten me?"
"Are you really not worried about the revenge of the Schroeder family?"
"He doesn't need to worry." Xiao Shenglin frowned and interrupted Jiang Deyi, who was still going to talk, with a worried expression: "We still have something to do, please step aside."
Seeing Xiao Shenglin's voice, Jiang Deyi gritted his teeth. He wanted to say something, but finally stepped aside.
On the way to the parking lot, Song Xuanhe joked with a smile: "This is the first time I see you angry, I thought you wouldn't be angry before."
"There's no one who won't be angry." Xiao Shenglin laughed and said, "I'm just rarely angry."
Song Xuanhe glanced at Xiao Shenglin's expression, and frowned slightly: "You seem to have something wrong today, and you won't be angry when this kind of thing happens normally."
The smile on Xiao Shenglin's face faded, Zhou Nan opened his mouth to speak when he heard the words, when he saw someone walking towards him, he couldn't help poking Song Xuanhe who was looking at Xiao Shenglin, and said in a low voice, "Your man is here."
Song Xuanhe was taken aback for a moment, then turned his head to look, and sure enough, he saw Xiao Yuanmu approaching.
His eyes swept over Zhou Nan and Xiao Shenglin, and his eyes fell on Xiao Shenglin for a while, then turned to look at Song Xuanhe: "Do you have time? I have something to tell you."
"What's up?"
Xiao Shenglin breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled gently: "Since you have something to do, let's meet again next time. Zhou Nan and I will leave first."
After Zhou Nan and Xiao Shenglin left, Song Xuanhe walked towards Xiao Yuanmu, stopped in front of him and said, "How do you know I'm here? And aren't you very busy recently? Why do you have time to come find me?" .”
Xiao Yuanmu looked down at him, and said lightly: "If I don't come to you, will you go to me?"
"I'm afraid to disturb you." Song Xuanhe walked side by side with him, with a casual tone, "You seem to have lost weight again, have you stayed up late?"
"Um."
"Remember to eat on time." Like a reminder between ordinary friends, Song Xuan said softly: "No matter what, the body is the most important."
Looking at the white tree branches decorated with white snow and the dirty road trampled by pedestrians, Xiao Yuanmu took Song Xuanhe's hand and walked towards the alley where no one walked.
Song Xuanhe let him lead him. Seeing him dragging him into the alley, he didn't ask any more questions. He walked for a while in silence before asking, "Are you in a bad mood?"
Xiao Yuanmu stopped, turned to look at Song Xuanhe, looked past him and landed on the long series of footprints that the two had passed by, his clear voice was blown away by the wind, elusive: "Do you care?"