Xi Qing didn't expect to meet Gong Xi Qiao here. When he saw Qiao Lanfen sitting opposite Gong Xi Qiao, he turned his head and said a few words to the people behind him, then walked towards Gong Xi Qiao.

"Auntie Joe, hello." Xi Qing twitched the corners of her mouth, trying to make her smile a little more natural.

"Mr. Xi," Qiao Lanfen recognized Le Xiqing with a gentle smile, "Have you eaten, if you don't mind, sit down and use it together."

Xi Qing glanced at a few people not far away, and said with some regret: "Thank you, auntie, but it was a bit unfortunate today. I have made an appointment with a few friends. I'm really sorry, next time I invite you to apologize."

"You and Xiao Qiao are friends, you don't have to be so polite," Qiao Lanfen said with a smile, "Since you have made an appointment with friends, then come to our house as a guest when you have time. It is considered that friends are visiting each other."

"Okay, I will definitely come to visit," Xi Qing smiled warmly on his face, he bent down and whispered in Gong Xiqiao's ear, "Today I will accompany a few elders for dinner, next time we will make an appointment alone. ."

Gong Xiqiao turned around and looked at a few people not far away. They were all in their sixties. She felt a sense of pampering and dignity all over her body. He had a bottom line in his heart: "It's okay, I just accompany my mother to buy things, so I just came here to eat. Order something, you go and work on your own."

"Well," Although Xi Qing was a bit pity, she didn't show her face. After apologizing to Qiao Lanfen again, she returned to her companion.

"It seems that your relationship with this Mr. Xi is indeed good." Qiao Lanfen smiled. As Xi Qing, if he wasn't close to Xiao Qiao, how could he be so polite to himself.

She has been in contact with many people over the years, and she has also dealt with aristocrats. People from a family background often hide their pride under the polite mask. They are impeccably elegant, but they will always make people feel the feeling of being overlooked.

However, the politeness Xi Qing treated her just now was not an illusion of elegance and politeness, but a respect from the heart.

"The other person is very nice," Gong Xiqiao said after hesitating, "I like him a lot."

Qiao Lanfen smiled and nodded: "I also appreciate such an outstanding young man."

Gong Xi Qiao smiled and didn't say much.

In the box, Xi Qing glanced over the elders without speaking. He didn't speak, it didn't mean that the other people were calm. After a short silence, the eldest thin old man among the few said: "I heard that our family's industry, and the Bai family's side, have torn their faces. "

After saying these few words, he saw that Xi Qing did not respond, so he was more confident: "Although our Xi family has a bad relationship with the Bai family, but it’s not so good at all, it’s not pretty for others to see. It’s the joke of our family. So...isn’t it not pretty?"

Xi Qing picked up the purple sand teapot and poured herself a cup of tea steadily. After the other party had finished speaking, she slowly said, "A few uncles came to me this time because of the Bai family?"

The skinny old man hesitated for a while, considering his tone, and tried his best not to let Xi Qing think that he was arguing about Xi's decision: "We didn't mean to oppose you, but just a few small chats."

"I understand your concerns, but the Bai family has been acting more and more aggressively in the past six months. Recently, after cooperating with an overseas company, he ignored the rules in the circle and offended many people," Xi Qing slowly turned his hands. The teacup inside, "Since he came to provoke me, how can I keep him from wishing."

The two of them looked at each other when they heard the words, knowing that Xi Qing had made up his mind, so they didn't dare to say anything. If Xi Qing's father was the head of the family back then, they could still express their opinions, but the nephew's methods were not as gentle as his father's. The ignorant members of the family have learned their lesson a long time ago. They are older, but they don't want to upset Xi Qing and make the whole family have no good life.

Sometimes people are so strange. When faced with mild people, they are picky, and when faced with tough people, they don't have any opinions.

They didn’t want to talk about business matters anymore, and didn’t want to make the atmosphere too embarrassing, so they simply changed the subject, "The young man I met just now is your friend? Seems like a little famous artist ."

Xi Qing: "Yeah."

I feel that I can't talk about this topic anymore.

Several elders spent very little time with Xi Qing, and there was no so-called blood relationship. Today, they ventured to find him because of the Bai family, and they already regretted it. Seeing that Xi Qing didn't seem to be talking about the little artist's interest, they stopped mentioning it, but they were slightly curious about how Xi Qing would be friends with an artist.

The delicious delicacies on the table finally relieved the embarrassment in the atmosphere. The dining table culture of Huaguo carries a magical power. Any embarrassment in front of food can be temporarily overcome.

After a lunch that was not embarrassing or embarrassing, when Xi Qing walked out of the private room, he saw the table where Gong Xiqiao was sitting, and there were already new customers. He felt a little lost in his heart. He walked out of Fengxiang Tower and looked at the gloomy sky, thinking of the hotel on a rainy day.

"Boss," the bodyguard opened the car door for him, whispered, "When Shao Qiao and Mrs. Qiao came out just now, I heard that they seemed to be talking about tonight's charity party."

The imperial capital holds a charity party every year, where celebrities from all walks of life provide items, and then bid on the spot. All the money from the bid is donated to charity organizations.

This charity party is not only a place for rich people to show sympathy, but also a place for comparison. You say that you have money, but you are reluctant to buy something to donate. Is this reasonable?

So although this party is full of fame and fortune, it does bring benefits to those in need.

In such occasions, the family has always been the highlight, so Xi Qing sometimes appears in person, and sometimes sends representatives.

"I see," Xi Qing nodded to the bodyguard, "wait for someone to send me my dress."

Gongxi Qiao received the invitation letter to the charity party separately from his parents. In his current status, it is not surprising to receive such an invitation letter alone.

When he arrived, the scene was full of clothes, and it was very lively. There were also many TV station reporters present, and they wanted to catch a few celebrities for interviews and make headlines.

Just less than two steps away, he heard footsteps coming from behind him, and when he looked back, it was actually the superstar Gu Nan.

Then Gong Xiqiao saw Gu Nan walking straight towards him. Although he was a little confused, his face showed a friendly and respectful smile: "Brother Nan."

"Young Master Qiao, good evening." Gu Nan's smile was very bright. Seeing the media coming over, he took the initiative to take the shoulders of Gong Xi Qiao and let the media take pictures.

Facing the camera, the two laughed three hundred and sixty degrees without a dead end, although they knew each other in their hearts, they were not familiar with each other at all.

Some media came forward to interview the two of what they had donated. After Gong Xi Qiao didn’t rush to answer, he waited for Gu Nan’s answer, and kept a humble attitude. “The donation I donated is not as meaningful as Nan Ge. There is only one picture. I hope to make a good price for painting and a ring, so that we can also prepare more funds for poor children."

Compared with the fame of the entertainment industry, Gu Nan can get rid of the two streets of Gong Xi Qiao, but in terms of economic strength, Gu Nan may not be better than Gong Xi Qiao. Fortunately, the words of Gongxi Qiao were very protective of Gu Nan, and he did not say how valuable the things he donated, so as to avoid the embarrassment of King Gu being compared by him.

In the eyes of the media, Gu Nan's news value is naturally higher than that of Gong Xiqiao, so he didn't ask carefully. After everyone asked Gu Nan a lot of questions, the two of them were put in the door.

"What's Qiao Shao's number?" Gu Nan's tone was very gentle, and the whole person had a gentle taste. He didn't show off because he was a superstar, but more like a caring big brother, "If it happens by coincidence, We can still sit together."

Unfortunately, Gong Xiqiao is number 46, and he is number 41. There is a distance of 5 seats between the two.

"It's a pity," Gu Nan showed some regret on his face, "I originally wanted to sit with you."

"There will be a chance in the future," Gong Xi Qiao said with a smile, "but next time Brother Nan, don't call me Young Qiao, just call me Xiao Qiao."

Gu Nan smiled heartily: "When I returned to China, I participated in the premiere of "National Industry". Your role as Admiral Zheng was amazing. Unfortunately, I didn't have a chance to work during this time and I didn't have the opportunity to communicate with you. If we have time, we We must talk more."

"My acting skills are not proficient enough, so Nan Ge made you laugh." Gong Xi Qiao showed shyness on his face, and played a good role in a junior who was praised by a superstar.

After a few more praises between the two, they separated and sat down. After sitting down, Gu Nan didn't forget the few people in the middle and smiled at him.

Gongxi Qiao smiled as he recalled, but he was faintly defensive in his heart. The living environment in the previous life made him develop a habit, that is, people who rushed up to offer courtesy inexplicably were suspicious in his eyes.

Even if Xi Qing invited him to dinner as soon as they met, he suspected it for a long time, let alone an artist who had been hinted by Xu Chao that he might offend Xi Qing.

The charity party began with an emotional performance by the rescued children. To Gong Xiqiao, their performance was blunt and nervous, but after the performance, he applauded seriously.

Then the auction started. Most of the things put up first were designer bags, hats, shawls and the like. The signed compassion donated by Gu Nan was photographed by one of his local tyrants at a high price of 780,000 yuan. This price gave Gu Nan enough face.

Gong Xi Qiao held up the sign several times, but didn't take anything.

"The next auction item is a beautifully crafted men's black gemstone ring. The gemstone has a net weight of 3 carats. The cut luster is high-quality. It is noble when worn on the hand and is donated by Mr. Gongxi No. 46. The reserve price is 100,000 and the auction begins."

The price of black gems is high or low, and different materials and cut gloss are the key points. The scene was full of rich people, so when they saw the ring photo on the big screen, they knew the auction item in their hearts. Although this ring is not a rare treasure, its workmanship and design are very beautiful. The reserve price is 100,000, which is already considered an ultra-low estimate.

Mr. Gongxi on the 46th, isn’t that Gongxi Qiao?

So when the auction of this product started, it quickly caused countless people to bid. Most of the participants were women. Although this men's ring was of little use to them, it did not affect their enthusiasm for bidding.

The lively auction scene, once again let people understand a truth, that is, the face is very important.

After several rounds of bidding, the price of this ring, which is worth less than 150,000 yuan, has already reached more than 400,000 yuan. According to the enthusiasm of the women at the scene, the price will continue to rise.

Xi Qing looked at the enlarged ring photo on the screen and raised the number plate in his hand.

"1.2 million!"

The ladies turned their heads angrily. Who is so ignorant and snatches things that beautiful men have worn next to them? But when they saw clearly who was holding the card, the anger in their hearts disappeared without a trace.

President Xi and Qiao Shao are good friends, and the money is reasonable and reasonable.

When Xi Qing opened this mouth, no matter whether other people were distressed about the money, or did not dare to fight with him, no one continued to shout prices anyway.

Gong Xixiong whispered in Qiao Lanfen's ear: "Why does this President Xi have such a good relationship with our son?" Is it stupid to spend more than ten times the price of a ring that does not fit his finger?

Qiao Lanfen raised his eyebrows: "You, a father, are not as generous as someone who is a friend."

Gongxixiong: Does this make sense anymore. What's the point of taking back the things his son donated to him as a father?

"Mr Xi is so bold," Bai Zhong was adjacent to Xi Qing's seat, he sarcastically glanced at the brocade box with the ring in Xi Qing's hand, "I am willing to spend such a sum of money for a shabby ring."

Putting the brocade box into his suit pocket, Xi Qing didn't dislike the box at all, making the suit pocket swollen. After doing all these actions, he didn't say anything indifferently: "Thank you for the praise."

Based on Gong Xiqiao's position in the calligraphy and painting industry, his donated painting "Winter Snow" became one of the final auction items. As soon as it appeared, it attracted a lot of people's interest.

Snow, red plum, and the shadowy figure of a woman. This is an uncomplicated painting, but it has an indescribable mood.

Many people present showed great enthusiasm for this painting, whether they really understand art or to pretend that they understand art very well.

"One million." In order to show his wife that he still supports his son, Gong Xixiong quickly called out a high price of one million.

Unfortunately, someone immediately surpassed his price.

"One and a half million," Bai Zhong lazily held up the number plate, and when he heard someone bid higher than himself, he didn't get angry. Instead, he said to Xi Qing with a smile, "This young master Qiao is not only good-looking. , And talent, no wonder you admire him, even I am interested in him."

Xi Qing glanced at him blankly, her deep eyes could not see any emotion.

"Three million." Xi Qing raised the number plate, and after hearing Gong Xixiong's price of 3.1 million, he hesitated a bit and didn't bid any more.

In the end, it was not him or Gong Xixiong who took the picture of "Winter Snow", but someone from the Xue family.

At the end of the party and when preparing to leave, Xi Qing said with a calm face to Bai: "Mr. Bai cherishes the present day."

Hearing this, Bai Zhong was stunned for a moment. When he reacted, he only saw the back of Xi Qing leaving. He choked and couldn't swallow. Even the smile on his face was distorted.