Ling Ling is a talkative person: "Sir, are you here for a trip?"
Qi Hongbo nodded: "Yes, my daughter is on a business trip, and I'm going out to relax. You're also here to travel?"
Ling Ling shook her head: "No, I came here to attend a friend's child's birthday party. She lives nearby. I heard that the beach here is beautiful, so I came to have a look."
Qi Hongbo also smiled: "I also think this place is beautiful, just sitting here and looking at it makes me feel refreshed."
Ling Ling held Xiaobomei and stood up: "Thank you for helping me catch it, I won't bother you to see the scenery."
Qi Hongbo waved: "Goodbye."
The two didn't even exchange names, so they separated at the seaside.
Qi Jiahe looked at this scene curiously: "So Lao Qi is about to usher in his second spring? This girl looks very generous, and her appearance is also bright and beautiful. What does she do?"
"She also looks in her thirties. Is she married? I don't think she has a wedding ring on her hand. She is single?"
Jiang Chan smiled: "Her name is Ling Ling. She is thirty-nine years old. Although she looks gorgeous, her occupation is in great contrast to her appearance. She is a professor in the art department of a university. You can't tell from her appearance, right? "
Qi Jiahe was really surprised: "Department of fine arts? Art? Lao Qi doesn't have any artistic cells in his whole body, right? Only the smell of copper all over his body."
Jiang Chan: "Do you have any comments on elders like this? Few people can understand the inner world of painters. Look at the companions of those painters. How many bosom friends can there be?"
"But you're right. She's not married. She's been alone for so many years."
Qi Jiahe: "Why? Because I want to find a bosom friend?"
Jiang Chan smiled: "That's not true, it's just that I didn't meet the right one."
Qi Jiahe became interested: "Do you think there is a possibility between Lao Qi and her?"
Jiang Chan raised her eyebrows: "Who knows? The fate is wonderful, but whether there is an ending depends on the choices of the two people. Sometimes it doesn't matter if it's even a little bit worse."
Qi Jiahe said with great interest, "Teacher, I want to watch, and I want to watch everything that follows!"
This is the first time she has seen this kind of drama of watching people fall in love, especially if it is her father's. How could she allow her to miss it?
Jiang Chan had nothing to do, 021 came in front of Qi Jiahe, and played Qi Hongbo's travel experience for the past few days to Qi Jiahe conscientiously. It's a pity that Qi Hongbo and Ling Ling never met again after they met on the beach last time.
Qi Jiahe was a little sleepy; "Is this no fate? Thanks to me still holding so many expectations."
Jiang Chan: "Both of them are traveling, so meeting each other is already a kind of fate. As for whether there will be any progress in the future, who can say for sure?"
Qi Jiahe was shocked immediately: "You're right, I remember that the university where Ling Ling works is in the next area? It's only a 40-minute drive away, maybe Lao Qi and Ling Ling will meet each other one day?"
Jiang Chan ignored her, and the more she talked, the more energetic she became. If Lao Qi shows signs of showing signs, it is estimated that she will pack and send Lao Qi to Ling Ling's house. Others are doing everything possible to worry that the old father has other fate, and then he will produce a child to compete with her for the family property.
Fortunately for Qi Jiahe, he was trying to find ways to start Qi Hongbo's second spring. It's a pity that no matter how much she expected, Qi Hongbo and Ling Ling have never met since the day they left at the beach.
Qi Jiahe gradually gave up, and paid little attention to Qi Hongbo's private life. She is so busy with work, how can she have time to pay attention to Lao Qi's retirement life?
It is said that Lao Qi is only 47, and he retired when he was 45. Compared with the statutory retirement age, it is a full ten years earlier. Isn't this too enjoyable? But let her live the leisurely life of Lao Qi now, Qi Jiahe still shakes his head after thinking about it.
She likes the feeling of working hard for her career, which brings her an unparalleled feeling. In fact, once again, Qi Jiahe has a sense of fear about marriage.
After getting married, she will have a baby. She has not forgotten that she died of dystocia in her previous life. Whenever she thought of this, she shuddered. If she becomes pregnant in the future, it must be because she loves each other very much.
But if there is no one you love right now, then try to do a good job in the cause you love.
When Qi Jiahe didn't pay attention to Qi Hongbo's love life, Qi Hongbo met Ling Ling again, this time at the art exhibition. Where does he have any artistic cells? But he came with Mr. Wu.
Mr. Wu was engaged in art before he retired, so he would never miss this kind of art exhibition. Qi Hongbo and Mr. Wu are good friends. After all, they are old fishermen and they always fish together.
Mr. Wu is going out to see the art exhibition, and there is no junior at home to accompany him, so wouldn't he come in handy? He just walked around the exhibition hall with Mr. Wu, and listened to Mr. Wu's comments on those paintings, Qi Hongbo just wanted to doze off.
He is in business, and he has always pursued rational thinking. How can he understand art? But when Mr. Wu was talking, he just listened to it, whether he understood it or not, he had to have an attitude.
Mr. Wu glanced at Qi Hongbo and knew that this kid didn't understand. But the other party has always been respectful and polite, so he didn't say much. Although Qi Hongbo is 47 this year, in the eyes of Mr. Wu, he is just a junior.
Although he is worth a lot of money and his daughter is famous in the mall now, so what? How can businessmen understand the world of their art? But aside from this point, Mr. Wu and Qi Hongbo still have a common language.
Both of them are good at playing chess and fishing. Although they used to be unattainable professions, with these two hobbies, they have a lot to talk about.
When walking to another exhibition hall, Mr. Wu's mind was attracted by an oil painting in front of him. Right now, he doesn't have the time to talk to Qi Hongbo, and Qi Hongbo is also happy and relaxed.
In fact, listening to things that he doesn't understand makes him feel very uncomfortable. He has never felt stupid, but in front of art, Qi Hongbo feels like he has no brains.
Isn't it just some colors and lines? How did they see the emotion in it? Although he didn't understand it himself, Qi Hongbo never refuted it. He still understood respecting other people's professions.
Now he is standing beside Mr. Wu, looking at the oil painting in front of him, Qi Hongbo can't tell why, but he just feels comfortable and pleasing to the eye.
"We meet again." Just when his eyes were a little empty, a voice that seemed familiar sounded beside him.
Qi Hongbo turned his head: "Is that you? You also came to see the exhibition?"
Ling Ling smiled and said, "Yes or no, you know Mr. Wu?"
Qi Hongbo: "We live in the same community, and we are friends who forget the year. I came with him. How do I know this?"
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