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Chapter 61 Double Change
Chapter 61 Double Change
61 "1" if;
It was almost noon when he got up to eat. Tan Zheng made a table full of meat, eggs, milk, vegetables and fruits in the kitchen on the second floor. Ren Zhaoyuan ate and dealt with the work that he didn't receive in the morning, and finally he was almost done. When he turned off the tablet, his brain Suddenly there was a sentence, "From now on, the king will not go to court sooner."
Tan Zheng asked him what he was laughing at, and Ren Zhaoyuan said it.
After finishing speaking, I felt that Tan Zheng was a big man. This metaphor is not a good analogy, but Tan Zheng obviously didn't care, and accepted the role in an instant: "Is Your Majesty satisfied?"
Ren Zhaoyuan almost choked before he swallowed all the soup.
"Tan Zheng!"
"Blame me, blame me, blame me, you drink slowly.."
Tan Zheng didn't plan to go to the company today, but Ren Zhaoyuan has something to do at the Design Park, and he has to go out later, so he doesn't need to stay at home, and let his assistant arrange the afternoon work.
When he went to the downstairs cloakroom to change his clothes, he inadvertently glanced at the balcony of the living area. Only then did Ren Zhaoyuan realize that Tan Zheng had actually helped him wash the shirt.
Clean and hanging in the sun.
Just looking at it from a distance, it seems that you can smell the dry and warm fragrance of the cleaning agent volatilized by the sunlight.
Tan Zheng thought of the large piece of hard-to-clean stuff on his shirt, and cleared his throat low, "Let's go, I'll take you there."
Ren Zhaoyuan turned around and adjusted Tan Zheng's tie. At the end, he didn't let go, but gave a little downward force, and Tan Zheng leaned forward and stopped when the force disappeared.
"Mr. Tan," Ren Zhaoyuan whispered in his ear with his face turned slightly sideways, if there was a faint breath, "Your ears are so red."
More than ten minutes have passed since he actually went out. Clear's phone call came. Ren Zhaoyuan was supported by Tan Zheng on the sling to the co-pilot of a car. After explaining one by one, the tip of his tongue licked his lower lip.
Fortunately, not broken.
Tan Zheng leaned over to fasten his seat belt, and took advantage of the situation to ask for a kiss on his still moist lips.
The road conditions were good and not too congested. Ren Zhaoyuan suddenly thought that there were only two cars on this side of the house, and the driver's seat of the other car was estimated to be somewhat soiled.
"Come back in the afternoon to change your car," Ren Zhaoyuan said while looking at the new incoming news on his phone, "This car will be limited to tomorrow."
Tan Zheng immediately followed Ren Zhaoyuan's meaning, understood it, and replied "Okay" in a tight voice.
Ren Zhaoyuan laughed as soon as he heard it, without raising his head, his voice was soft and swept straight to Tan Zheng's heart.
"Laughing at me again."
Ren Zhaoyuan refused to admit: "How can there be."
"obviously it is."
"No," Ren Zhaoyuan put away his phone, rested his elbows in the car window and looked at him, his voice still filled with a bit of a smile, "Why so cute."
It was obvious that Ren Zhaoyuan even took the initiative to speak about the two of you, but Tan Zheng felt guilty as if he had done something bad.
And not at that time, it only started after the fact, but fortunately, couldn't get through that guilty feeling for a long time.
The impact of the adjective coming out of Ren Zhaoyuan's mouth is comparable to that of shutting the door in the car last night. Tan Zheng was unable to speak for a few seconds. After a while, he stepped on the brakes at the red light before raising his hand and rubbing the handle. Face: "God..."
——
The person in charge of the organizer of the international spring auction is familiar with Ren Zhaoyuan, and this is not the first time they have dealt with each other.
After the appraisal, the appraiser signed a tripartite agreement. The security personnel took the jewelry away first, and the person in charge fell behind. They chatted with Ren Zhaoyuan about the spring auction, and later said that the wealthy businessman who bought the jewelry in the spring auction in advance, Referring to the wealthy businessman's wife, the person in charge sighed and shook his head: "There is no way for cancer cells to metastasize to the liver."
In the face of death, no amount of money is powerless.
When Ren Zhaoyuan heard the name of the person in charge, he remembered that the wealthy businessman and his wife had met him. It was a charity auction a few years ago. The wealthy businessman took his wife to participate. It happened that he and Ren Zhaoyuan saw the same lot. Only the two of them are increasing the price.
The price was really too high. After a few rounds, Ren Zhaoyuan gave up the price increase, and the thing was sold by a wealthy businessman.
It was originally a very common thing in the auction field. I didn't expect to meet him during a break. The wealthy businessman's wife smiled and said sorry to him. Before leaving, she asked someone to send him a very delicate little gift.
In the afternoon, Ren Zhaoyuan shut himself out of the balcony to write and draw, and his assistant knocked on the door and handed in a business card, saying that someone wanted to see him.
When Ren Zhaoyuan saw the name on the business card, he got up and asked someone to come in.
It's the rich businessman.
The rich businessman brought a voice recorder.
From the very beginning of its establishment, AL has set up a special department named "ONE", which is open to the public to receive every real emotional contribution.
There is no threshold for submission, regardless of the type, but it must be authorized to AL, allowing AL to obtain inspiration and secondary dissemination through the stories given by himself. Correspondingly, AL will mark the source of inspiration and pay the corresponding remuneration for the original work when exhibiting the design. .
There is a special person in "ONE" who is responsible for receiving and sorting, and some designers in the design garden like to find inspiration from stories.
Although Ren Zhaoyuan has set up this department from the very beginning, most of them will only read the story behind the design when there are related designs on display. Except for designing a bracelet for a boy with leukemia who missed his deceased mother four years ago, he has never designed a bracelet for any other design. The story has designed jewelry.
The wealthy businessman hoped that Ren Zhaoyuan could design a pair of rings for them.
In the recorder, the rich businessman's wife told the story of the two of them.
Ren Zhaoyuan agreed, before hearing the story in the recorder.
The story is long.
Falling in love at a young age, unexpected separation, struggling to find a recovery, the loss of an only child, financial crisis, support to move forward, the moon is bright, and the incurable disease.
After several twists and turns and disasters, finally failed to get a good result.
Ren Zhaoyuan did not go out for several days after that. He turned off his frequently used mobile phone and only used a number known to a few people.
When his mind was on the pen and paper in his hand, he often couldn't care about other things. Tan Zheng tried his best to bring his work home to deal with it, and also went to the company when necessary, but he never stayed there from morning till night.
No matter how busy you are, you have to go home in the middle.
Although Ren Zhaoyuan's stomach was much better, he couldn't stand the toss. He could eat less three meals a day, but he couldn't stop eating.
He was so busy designing that he couldn't tell the difference, so he had to rely on Tan Zheng to remember.
Sometimes Tan Zheng can stay at home all day. When Ren Zhaoyuan is on the balcony, he works at the long table indoors. When Ren Zhaoyuan is in the study, he is on the sofa on the other side of the study.
Not very close, but always where Ren Zhaoyuan could see when he raised his eyes.
So Ren Zhaoyuan unknowingly developed a habit of saying "Tan Zheng" when he had free time.
"Mr. Ren, are you calling me?"
Ren Zhaoyuan stared at the assistant at the door and said, "Oh, make me a cup of coffee."
He made an appointment with the wealthy businessman to meet at the company.
It was only after a few hours that the rich businessman arrived late.
More gray hair and deeper wrinkles.
As soon as the certificate contract has been prepared, the money and the goods are over.
The wealthy businessman took it with trembling hands, saying that his wife had seen the photo and liked it very much, and he would wear it for her himself.
The two topaz inlaid in it representing the forty-four years of marriage were dimmed for a moment, and Ren Zhaoyuan could only say a useless "condolences" in a deep voice.
He originally drove by himself, and sat in the office until evening. Ren Zhaoyuan called Tan Zheng and said, "Come and pick me up."
Tan Zheng came.
I have seen or experienced many lives and deaths, but can never be calm and numb.
Leaning on Tan Zheng's arms at night, Ren Zhaoyuan asked him, "What would you do if I was gone?"
Tan Zheng's hand on Ren Zhaoyuan's waist immediately tightened uncontrollably.
"Don't be nervous," Ren Zhaoyuan touched the back of his hand, "it's just an assumption."
Tan Zheng still circled his arms even tighter.
He didn't like the assumption, he didn't want to imagine it, and he didn't want to answer it.
But Ren Zhaoyuan asked.
Tan Zheng can give whatever he wants, no matter how big or small, and Tan Zheng will answer whatever he wants to ask.
Answer seriously.
"I'm going crazy."
His strength was a little heavy, and it hurt Ren Zhaoyuan, but Ren Zhaoyuan just kissed him.
"It's my fault, I shouldn't ask, don't be afraid."
Tan Zheng smelled the faint fragrance of Ren Zhaoyuan deeply, and asked him in a muffled voice, "How about you?"
"I," Ren Zhaoyuan lowered his eyelashes and twisted his fingers around a corner of Tan Zheng's clothes, "I will help you take care of your parents and Tan Qing, and take care of An Yu."
"Well," Tan Zheng hugged him, or asked, "How about you?"
Ren Zhaoyuan was quiet for a few seconds and said, "I don't know."
"If one day I'm gone, you have to take care of yourself first."
It was clearly a topic that Ren Zhaoyuan brought up, but he himself was reluctant to listen: "Stop talking about this, go to sleep."
Tan Zheng didn't let go and finished the rest: "I want you to only love me all the time in the future, but if there is an uncontrollable accident, I still hope that a good person will appear by your side, Let you slowly fall in love with him and let go of me."
"Won't."
Ren Zhaoyuan was exhausted physically and mentally when he got divorced, and he never thought about starting a new relationship.
But even then, he just felt bored and tired, and the reason for his resistance was because he didn't want to, not because he couldn't.
But now he clearly knew that accepting Tan Zheng and falling in love with Tan Zheng had exhausted all the courage and ability he had been challenged and possessed.
At the emotional gambling table, he gave Tan Zheng all the chips he had left.
Bet that his character is precious and can stand the test, and that his self-discipline and restraint can stand the test of time.
Bet that his 12-year liking will not change easily.
If Tan Zheng leaves, no matter what the reason, he can no longer trust anyone.
I don't want to, can't.
"Tan Zheng." Ren Zhaoyuan got up on his knees, lowered his head and held Tan Zheng's face and told him word by word.
"I will never fall in love with anyone again."
61 "2" Spring Auction;
The days together lingered, and in a blink of an eye it was the spring shoot in June.
The International Spring Auction was held in mid-June, still in City B, with more than 50 special auctions and thousands of art pieces.
Tan Zheng had arranged work ahead of time to accompany Ren Zhaoyuan to come here. The spring shoot will last half a month, and they plan to stay here for a week.
It's not every day of the week, they can just wander around when there's nothing interesting on the field.
They haven't been out to play since they were together.
Ren Zhaoyuan was originally worried about delaying Tan Zheng's work, but when he heard this, he couldn't help but want to laugh, holding his handsome face and rubbing it around: "I've wronged our President Tan, and when it's hot again, when you have time, How about I take you out to play for a month and escape the heat by the way?"
"Hmm," Tan Zheng was so slurred that he didn't resist, "A honeymoon?"
"Aren't you the most unwilling to suffer," Ren Zhaoyuan let go of his face, kissed him, turned around and continued to clean up the newly bought flowers on the table, "It's not a loss to treat the current travel as a honeymoon?"
"It's a bit of a loss. It's better to keep the honeymoon until after marriage."
Ren Zhaoyuan paused for a moment, but Tan Zheng just said it casually and didn't take the word "marriage" to heart.
How could you not take it to heart.
It's just that he knows he doesn't want to, so he never says it, don't want, don't ask, don't give pressure.
Ren Zhaoyuan really didn't want to.
The marriage that failed and ended in the past is only one aspect. On the other hand, falling in love and getting married are two completely different things. If two people get along well now, it does not mean that they are suitable for marriage.
The time is too short. After a few months of getting along, even the heat of being together at the beginning has not faded.
"Don't be unhappy," Tan Zheng hugged from behind, resting his chin on his shoulder, "I don't mean anything else, it doesn't matter if you don't want to marry in this life, don't think about it."
Ren Zhaoyuan looked at him sideways: "It really doesn't matter if you don't get married in this life?"
Tan Zheng nodded on his shoulder: "Really."
"Ah..." Ren Zhaoyuan's lips curved slightly, "I thought you would especially want to get married."
"Think about it," Tan Zheng straightened up, moved forward to switch between Ren Zhaoyuan and the table, leaned on the table with two long legs and circled the person in front of him, "I wanted to marry you when same-sex marriage wasn't legal."
Ren Zhaoyuan couldn't hold back the laughter in his eyes, and lowered his curved lips to touch the bridge of his nose: "Got it."
"But I want to marry you, the point is to marry you, not to marry," Tan Zheng raised his hand and pressed the person closer to himself, "It's good to have you, you don't have to get married."
"Why do you say that."
"That's what I thought."
Ren Zhaoyuan couldn't help but want to kiss him again, but this time Tan Zheng was ahead.
When the breathing and heartbeat frequency were disordered, they were separated by millimeters, and Ren Zhaoyuan looked at him and talked to him from a distance of millimeters.
"I just don't want to get married now, and I don't mean not to get married."
Tan Zheng's eyes suddenly lit up so good-looking, Ren Zhaoyuan especially liked it.
I want to keep his eyes always on.
"Between falling in love and getting married, there are still a lot of things to do, and I haven't even seen the elders in the family," Ren Zhaoyuan kissed him on the lips again, "The day has just begun, let's take it slow."
The time that belongs to them is still long.
——
Tan Zheng also often comes to City B for business trips, and he never felt that it was different from City S. The same traffic, the same high-rise buildings, the same hotels, and the same restaurants.
Until at night, Ren Zhaoyuan took him around in an old alley. Going out through the alley was like another world, with stone roads, willow trees, narrow river channels, and red tile houses.
Ren Zhaoyuan took him to a stop in front of a store with a wooden sign that said "Sour plum soup": "Two cups of iced sour plum soup."
Noticing the gazes cast by the people around him, he changed his words: "One cup of ice and one cup of room temperature, thank you."
The corners of Tan Zheng's lips slightly raised, looking at Ren Zhaoyuan and couldn't help but smile.
"I haven't been here for two years, and it hasn't changed much," Ren Zhaoyuan and Tan Zheng leaned side by side against the concrete railing by the river to blow air, "I'll take you to eat wontons in a while, the grandma's wontons in that shop are very delicious, and the shop's specially made wontons are delicious. The sesame oil chili is also very fragrant.”
Tan Zheng gave him a few sips of the cold sour plum soup in his hand and took it back, smiling and saying "OK".
The wontons were only half full, and the two of them ate donkey rolls, stewed, fried cakes, raw fried, and wine-stuffed rounds. They strolled down the street and bought two large and round candied haws on the top.
The crispy icing wraps the red hawthorn tightly, and the sweet and sour tastes in the tongue and mouth.
"I haven't eaten it for many years," Tan Zheng touched his candied haws with Ren Zhaoyuan, "the last time I ate it seemed to be in elementary school."
Ren Zhaoyuan raised his hand and touched his head: "Little poor boy."
This provoked Tan Zheng to block him in the corner of the corner and kiss him for a long time.
One was covered with ashes on the back wall, and the other was stained with two sleeves of candy.
After tossing two sets of clothes covered with fireworks, he went back contentedly.
Went to the spring shoot the next day.
Antiques, painting and calligraphy, jewelry, clocks, wine, coins..
Several exhibition halls were dazzling and different. On the day, Ren Zhaoyuan took a picture and an antique round pot with diamond petals, and Tan Zheng took two bottles of wine.
This kind of wine whose collection value is much higher than its drinking value is very useful in the business field.
The two of them went to a few shows together a few days ago. Sometimes they just took a walk and took a look. Ren Zhaoyuan was most interested in the jewelry field at the back.
The jewelry field officially raised the hammer on the fifth day of their visit. Ren Zhaoyuan took a fancy to a natural Brazilian Alexandria discoloration opal.
Only produced in Sri Lanka, the common carat weight in China is mostly single digits, and a dozen carats are considered rare, and this one on the field is 52.29 carats. This size is currently the only one on the global market.
Estimates range from $21 million to $23 million.
Rare enough and valuable enough, there will be fewer people bidding for it. Ren Zhaoyuan liked it and prepared 30 million for this gem.
Although the psychological price was set at 30 million, Ren Zhaoyuan was already surprised when the price reached 26 million.
Generally, the transaction price in the spring auction will be within the estimated range, and the few exceeding cases will not float too high.
Following the auctioneer's line of sight and looking back, realized that the person holding the placard was actually an acquaintance.
Wang Yue.
Chen Dao sat next to him.
At the design exhibition at the beginning of the year, Tan Zheng met Wang Yue once.
Although Tan Zheng has a great memory, his deep impression of Wang Yue is mainly because of the Chen Dao beside him.
At the design exhibition, the fact that Chen Dao followed Ren Zhaoyuan to the bathroom and locked the door was enough for Tan Zheng to remember him for the rest of his life. In addition, Ren Zhaoyuan was attacked by Xie Rong and spread rumors. Chen Dao reminded him in time. Later, he publicly helped Ren Zhaoyuan to clarify that Tan Zheng remembered his favor.
But it's just Chen Dao's favor.
If you guessed correctly, Wang Yue and Chen Dao should be related to money transactions.
The price has gone from 200,000 to 500,000 once, Ren Zhaoyuan's phone vibrated, it was Zheng He's phone.
Ren Zhaoyuan pressed hang up and wanted to reply to the message, but he called again before editing the phone number.
Afraid that it was an urgent matter, Ren Zhaoyuan showed Tan Zheng's cell phone and said in his ear, "I'm going out to answer a call. You can help me raise a sign. If it exceeds 3,000, you won't want it."
"Okay," Tan Zheng replied in a low voice, "Go ahead."
Wang Yue seems to be bound to win this opal, but unfortunately, Ren Zhaoyuan likes it.
Tan Zheng is about to make a decision.
When you came to me to bid for 35 million, Wang Yue's face was obviously ugly.
Tan Zheng didn't directly call for a high price, he just added one million to one million with him. When the difference was 40 million, Tan Zheng put his cards aside, picked up his mobile phone and clicked an unread message at will.
He guessed that Wang Yue didn't plan to spend the money to shoot at first, but he just kept bidding when he saw that Ren Zhaoyuan liked it.
At the design exhibition, Wang Yue targeted Ren Zhaoyuan because of Chen Dao's incident. After so long, it has become more and more serious.
In such a situation where 100,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,00,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000;
But the difference between 39 million and 40 million is obviously only a little bit, but it can make people calm for two seconds.
Tan Zheng just waited for him to calmly consider whether it was worth these two seconds.
In these two seconds, whenever Tan Zheng casually hinted that he wanted to quit, Wang Yue would think of the reality that he might spend 40 million to shoot for another price increase.
Almost twice the value of the opal itself.
Businessmen value profits, and Tan Zheng expects him to be reluctant.
Sure enough, the hammer rang three times, but no one answered.
After the end, Tan Zheng got up and wanted to go out to find Ren Zhaoyuan, but was stopped by Wang Yue who came to say hello.
"Mr. Tan is so forthright, and he spared no expense to make a beautiful woman laugh."
Tan Zheng and his outstretched hand simply shook: "Acceptance."
"Anyway, they're all businessmen. If you buy a stone for 39 million yuan and throw it into the water, it will make a sound. Does Mr. Tan really think it's worth it?"
"What I like, a priceless treasure," Tan Zheng said lightly, "It's nothing worthless."
"I just don't know what Ren Design thinks," Wang Yue took out his phone with a half-smiling half-smile, "Ren Design just went out and the person next to me was in a rush to urinate. I didn't agree. I'm really curious about how he plans to solve his personal problems this time, why don't you listen to Mr. Tan?"
Tan Zheng lowered his eyes and watched the fluctuating volume displayed on Wang Yue's mobile phone screen, with a bit of coldness in his eyes: "You put a bug on him."
"Hey," Wang Yue turned up his voice, ignoring the people around him who were still unfinished. "I just care about those who care about me. Why should Mr. Tan say it so ugly."
——"Mr. Ren, I... can I have a few words with you?"
Wang Yue sneered: "Look, what a coincidence, I can meet Ren Design every time."
Tan Zheng raised his hand and clicked on the screen to exit: "Mr. Wang, although I can find a place where no one else can satisfy my voyeuristic desire, I'm not interested."
"Oh, Mr. Tan probably doesn't know that this kid has a lot of skills in private," Wang Yue's voice was deliberately accentuated on a few words, and he read a bit of eroticism, "You can't just spend a lot of money and take care of yourself first. It's all that matters that people don't start a fire in their backyard."
"You need to take precautions, it can only show that your feelings are not strong," Yu Guangli caught the figure engraved in his heart, Tan Zheng immediately turned his head to look over, and lost the thought of dealing with the people in front of him, "Mr. Wang, don't bother, you and I. different."
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Note: "From now on, the king will not go to court early" is from "Song of Everlasting Regret" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty.
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