Chapter 221

On the way back, Qin Zijin hesitated and asked Shen Qingshi, "so, you bought something worth 100000 yuan for a gift?"

Shen Qingshi nodded: "well, that's right."

"Where is the right place?"

"Gifts are appropriate." Shen Qingshi's tone was light, with a smile on his lips.

Qin Zijin raised his hand and touched the man's forehead. It's not hot. It's not like a bad brain.

The world of the rich is really hard to understand!

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In the afternoon, Qin Zijin took a lunch break for about an hour. After waking up, he went to Shen Qingshi's study with his notebook computer. The man was sitting behind his desk dealing with official business.

Qin Zijin crept up to his opposite and took a seat. He raised his head and looked at her: "wake up so quickly?"

"Well." Qin Zijin stretched out: "my afternoon nap is very short Are you working? "

"Yes." Seeing that she turned on the computer, Shen Qingshi asked, "what about you?"

"I work too." Qin Zijin laughs: "Yan elder sister has not finished the project to have several."

"Come on then." The man casually said a word, but also buried himself in writing.

Qin Zijin found that men are also very handsome when they work hard. Their angular features are full of deep and determined spirit, and the thick feeling after years of precipitation is between their eyebrows and eyes.

It makes people feel very down-to-earth and reliable.

Two people sit opposite each other, each busy, warm early autumn sunshine through the white screen, dense room warmth.

Two hours later, Qin Zijin got up to have a rest, from the desk to the window, and from the window strolled to the inner room separated by a screen.

On the antique table, there are pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and white jade paper is carved with bamboo leaves floating.

Qin Zijin looked back and saw that Shen Qingshi was still busy, so he ground some ink and began to splash it.

As a child, she practiced calligraphy with her father. Later, she accompanied Mr. Shen to write calligraphy. Basically, she didn't neglect it. She wrote a poem. She put the brush on the penholder and looked at her work with satisfaction.

"Good handwriting."

The man's abrupt voice let Qin Zijin startled for a moment, turned to find that he was leaning on the edge of the screen, eyebrows and eyes warm looking at her smile.

Qin Zijin a little embarrassed, subconsciously side body blocked his work: "you, how did you come over?"

"If you remember correctly, this is my study." Shen Qingshi takes her works around Qin Zijin.

It's Nalan Xingde's word: "if life is just like the first sight, what's wrong with autumn wind and painting fan?"? It's easy to change, but it's easy to change. "

The standard small regular script is sharp and elegant.

"It's really good." Shen Qingshi praised: "no wonder my grandfather said that you often go to practice calligraphy with him."

Qin Zijin embarrassed smile for a while, the vision falls on the penholder of desk.

The green bamboo pen is painted with black bamboo leaves.

She took it and rubbed it for a moment: "I gave my grandfather a pen like this, but he said he gave it away. I drew it myself and wrote my name."

She subconsciously turned the penholder around and pointed to a small character under the bamboo leaf: "see? This is the word today, today's today. "

Suddenly she was stunned: "is it..."

"Yes." Shen Qingshi took a look at the elegant and chic penholder: "it's the one you gave to my grandfather. He gave it to me."

Qin Zijin suddenly laughed: "such ah..."

Somehow, her heart was warm.

It turns out that there have been some ties and connections between the two people for a long time. It feels like two parallel lines magically intersect after crossing a big mountain

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