Chapter 690 If Tang and Song Dynasties Want to Marry You
The painting has been signed.
The warm and ambiguous breath is still lingering in the air.
Ouyang Xianyue's pen tip trembled slightly, and his thin waist undulated slightly. The two powerful words "Ouyang" were just drying on the rice paper, and the charm was flowing.
She slowly straightened up, the material of her clothes rubbing against each other making a slight sound.
The plump body wrapped in cheongsam rubbed extremely slowly against his solid body.
Tang Song’s breathing was a little rapid, and his breath swept through the hair on her temples.
The elegant fragrance of her body is mixed with the fragrance of agarwood and ink, hovering between the two of them.
Ouyang Xianyue seemed not to notice it at all. She just lowered her eyes and looked at the newly signed painting calmly.
A moment later.
She moved forward slightly, cleverly opening a little distance.
Asked: "Is this okay?"
Tang Song did not let go of his hand, still wrapping her hand as gentle as jade.
The voice was low and magnetic: "Yes, it's very beautiful. Your running script is based on the Fu word, which flows smoothly, creates momentum and breaks the custom, and incorporates your own style. It can be said that it is a school of its own, which is amazing."
Hearing his extremely professional comments, Ouyang Xianyue's body stiffened slightly.
She tilted her head, a hint of interest flashed deep in her mature and deep eyes, "That's right, my introduction to cursive calligraphy is Mi Fu's "Shu Su Tie". You seem to be very knowledgeable about calligraphy?"
"Yes." Tang Song nodded, breathing in her charming fragrance without hesitation, "Because of you, I am also very interested in calligraphy. I have practiced it in private, and I have achieved some success."
His [Calligraphy Skill] comes from [Ouyang Xianyue’s Soul Praise], and it can be regarded as practicing from her calligraphy.
This is not all easy to say.
"Because of me?" Ouyang Xianyue's eyes wavered briefly.
There was a trace of uncertainty in his tone, suspecting that he heard wrongly.
He has written songs and played guitar for Su Yu, blended incense and played piano for Jin Meixiao.
But now, he said that he practiced calligraphy because of her?
Are you kidding me?
She had never felt this kind of emotional temperature in the Tang and Song Dynasties in the past.
This is untrue no matter how hard it sounds.
"I won't lie to you." Tang Song's right hand exerted slight force, and his fingertips sank into her snow-grey and soft skin, "It is indeed because of you."
His words and the touch on his hand came at the same time.
Ouyang Xianyue’s breathing stagnated.
A very faint blush appeared on the neck, which was particularly moving under the light.
After a while, she pursed her lips quietly and regained her composure and reserve.
"Oh? Then I have to get acquainted with it."
She gently broke away from his hand and put the brush back into the pen holder.
Then he changed his body and completely escaped from his embrace and aura.
The cloth brushed against his fingertips, leaving a faint scent.
Elegance, restraint, and rationality.
Leaving his range, she seemed to have turned back into the graceful and luxurious Queen of Precision.
Ouyang Xianyue put away the scroll and spread out a new piece of rice paper.
She tilted her head slightly, raised a slight smile on her lips, and made an invitation gesture, "Please, sir."
This "sir" was spoken in a soft and warm tone.
With the slightly provocative look in her eyes at the moment, it is obvious that he is not the "Mr. Tang".
It is similar to the call between "Mr. and Mrs." that is full of private interest.
The Adam's apple moved slightly in the Tang and Song Dynasties.
My mind was shaken by the excitement of this top lady.
He walked to the place where she was standing before and picked up a medium-sized Zihao pen from the pen holder.
The tip of the pen lightly enters the ink, then lifts it up immediately.
He did not write immediately, but closed his eyes and stood quietly for a moment.
When he opened his eyes again, his whole temperament had undergone earth-shaking changes.
Ouyang Xianyue’s eyes lit up and she stared at him quietly.
When the pen falls, it is like a startling dragon entering the sea, with overwhelming momentum.
Between the strokes, you lift or press, turn or fold.
The writing power and rhythm carry an innate sense of control and madness.
Between the aroma of ink and nitrogen, lines of cursive writing appeared on the rice paper:
【The wind suddenly picks up, ruffling a pool of spring water. I am leisurely inviting mandarin ducks to the fragrant path, holding red apricot pistils in my hand. The fighting duck leans alone on the railing, and the jasper scratches its head and falls sideways. I look forward to seeing you all day long, and I raise my head to hear the magpies rejoice. 】
Ouyang Xianyue lowered his head, his eyes getting darker.
The calligraphy is excellent, the writing style is steady and bone-like, and can be retracted and released freely, which is the style of everyone.
Of course, what really shocked her was the song "Visiting Kinmen" by Feng Yanji of the Fifth Dynasty.
It is written about the lovesickness of a young woman in her boudoir.
In this quiet studio, it seems particularly warm and ambiguous.
It’s more like a response to the painting poem she just wrote.
In other words, he approved what she did.
There was no estrangement because of the huge age gap between the two.
Ouyang Xianyue’s hanging heart seemed to finally be relieved.
There was a joy in my heart that I could not understand.
"Good calligraphy." She raised her eyebrows slightly, and a graceful smile reappeared on her face, "I have some experience in running script and regular script, but I have never been good at cursive writing. I wonder if I can get some personal guidance from my husband?"
"Of course."
Tang Song put down the brush in his hand and spread out a piece of clean rice paper for her.
Ouyang Xianyue picked up the pen and dipped it in ink again.
The moment she concentrated on writing.
A warm big hand suddenly came around from behind and gently landed on her soft waist. Then it shook slightly down Ouyang Xianyue's body. The ink on the tip of the pen blurred out a small ink dot on the rice paper.
She did not break free immediately, but slowly turned her head back, looking at him quietly with a calm and doubtful look.
As if asking: "What are you doing?"
Being stared at by this beautiful woman like this, even a person as shameless as Tang Song couldn't help but blush.
He forced himself to remain calm and explained: "Seeing that you have been standing for so long, I want to help you relax your psoas muscles. You also know that my massage techniques are pretty good."
After saying that, he retracted his hands as if nothing had happened.
There is a ten-year age difference between the two, and the other's identity is so special.
Although he had some thoughts before, he still maintained restraint.
Although there were some obscure breakthroughs under her guidance today, in the final analysis, the window paper has not been truly torn apart.
This action just now was indeed hasty.
But one thing to say, it feels really good.
There is no fat and full of elasticity.
A fleeting smile flashed across Ouyang Xianyue’s eyes.
She didn’t expose his excuse, she just turned her head and focused her attention back on the rice paper in front of her.
Tang Song stood behind her again and tentatively held her writing hand.
This time, Ouyang Xianyue had no abnormal reaction.
The two bodies were very close, so close that they were almost pressed together.
The temperature of the body blends quietly through the thin silk fabric of the cheongsam.
Of course, there was no excessive manipulation in the Tang and Song Dynasties.
Although Ouyang Xianyue behaved very boldly today.
But he could still feel that there was still a vague barrier deep in the lady's heart.
The Tang and Song Dynasties didn’t know why, but they didn’t rush forward.
From the bottom of his heart, he still respected this "Ms. Ouyang".
An independent refreshment room on the third floor of the clubhouse.
The chef in the back kitchen packed several freshly baked Soviet-style desserts in exquisite lacquer boxes.
“Mr.
"Sorry to trouble you, Secretary Chen."
Just when Xie Shuyu thought he could go back.
Secretary Chen glanced at the phone as if inadvertently and said apologetically:
"Mr. Xie, I'm really sorry. I just received a message from Ms. Ouyang. She and Mr. Tang have some temporary matters to discuss about [Tang Yi Precision]'s overseas business. It's very urgent and may take up a little time."
"Yes, work is the priority."
Xie Shuyu nodded quickly, but his eyes flickered unnoticeably.
She is not a fool.
On the contrary, as a woman who started from scratch and has been working alone in the business world for many years, she is extremely good at interpreting the subtext behind words.
What “urgent work”?
This was clearly an excuse for the superior Ms. Ouyang to get away from herself so that she could be alone with Tang and Song Dynasties.
I didn’t feel any displeasure when I saw Xie Shuyu.
Secretary Chen paused, and then made a considerate suggestion very naturally:
"Mr. Xie, you are a real expert in the coffee field. It just so happens that this yard There is a small coffee tasting room on the first floor. How about I take you there to have a look?"
"Okay, I'll bother Secretary Chen."
The two went downstairs together.
"Mr. Xie, we are here." Secretary Chen pushed open a heavy wooden door.
Stepping in, Xie Shuyu’s footsteps paused for an instant.
There was a look of surprise on his face that could not be concealed.
This is not a "tasting room" at all, but a small coffee roasting and research and development laboratory.
From professional green bean analyzers to constant temperature and humidity storage cabinets, fully automatic roasting machines, and top-notch hand brewing equipment.
Secretary Chen spoke at the right time: "Here, not only are dozens of top-quality SOE coffee beans collected from manors around the world such as Gesha and Pacamara, but there is also a fully intelligent AI newly developed by [Tang Yi Precision] that has not yet been released to the public
The prototype of the roaster and the latest semi-automatic espresso machine they match. ”
Xie Shuyu took a deep breath, and his voice was a little excited: “I’m Secretary Chen, can I give it a try?”
“Of course, you can do whatever you want.” ”
“Thank you.”
Xie Shuyu quickly walked to the silver baking machine full of futuristic technology, with a fanatical light shining in his eyes.
[Shimmer Coffee] currently does not have its own roasting factory, and all roasted beans are directly delivered by the supply chain.
In the future, she has already planned to build two large-scale central baking factories in North China and Southwest China to ensure absolute uniformity of product quality.
Not only that, she also has a more ambitious plan.
In brand flagship stores in first-tier cities, space is reserved to create a fully transparent on-site baking room.
Allowing customers to intuitively see the entire roasting process of fresh coffee beans will be the best tool for brand promotion, check-in points and influencer traffic. For this reason, she has been studying high-end roasters on the market recently and knows that this field is almost completely monopolized by several established giants from Germany, Italy and other countries.
And [Tangyi Precision], although it is a leader in domestic industrial manufacturing, is not a consumer-grade product after all, and it does not make much effort in this regard.
But now they actually have such a mature AI roasting machine prototype!
If she can get this machine, she can even deeply customize it with the other party to create a truly unique and differentiated flavor based on the taste preferences of different stores, different cities, and different customer groups.
That is definitely an unparalleled big selling point.
She began to experience it with excitement.
Secretary Chen was standing by, professionally introducing the various "black technologies" of this machine to her.
Xie Shuyu's expression became more and more excited, and his mind was agitated.
Just when she was completely immersed in it.
“Buzz buzz—” The phone suddenly vibrated.
【Wenruan】
Xie Shuyu said "Sorry", walked quickly to the corner and answered the phone.
“Hello? Wen Ruan.”
“Mr.
“That’s right, we at Nebula are currently preparing for a ‘traffic support plan for emerging domestic brands’. I have already added the name of [Shimmer Coffee] to the first batch of core lists. In the future, we will mobilize the best MCN and media resources of the group to carry out all-round free promotion for you. "
Xie Shuyu was inexplicably surprised when he heard this, "That's great! Thank you, Wen Ruan!"
"You're welcome." The gentle Yu Jie's voice was as sweet as ever A bit lazy and cordial, "We are our own people, and we are looking forward to more in-depth cooperation with Mr. Xie, right?
Xie Shuyu paused and said, "Of course."
"That's it for now. I just want to tell you the good news in advance. I'm on a business trip in Shencheng recently. Let's have dinner together when I get back to Yancheng."
"Well, okay, no problem."
Hang up the phone.
Xie Shuyu’s heart was filled with excitement.
She looked at the top-notch equipment in the laboratory, and then thought about the soft promise she had just made.
The rational mind belonging to the entrepreneur is spinning rapidly.
Although the Tang and Song dynasties were more carefree and had more women, it didn’t seem to be a bad thing.
Wenruan can give her the greatest support in the field of media marketing.
Not to mention Ms. Ouyang, as long as she provides a little help, Shimmer Coffee can have core competitiveness.
What’s more, you can also get the strongest layer of protection from the top.
Moreover, she originally had no confidence in relationships and marriage.
I never thought about getting to that point with the Tang and Song Dynasties.
This seems good.
I should support him!
In the studio, it was so quiet that only the sound of the pen tip scratching across the rice paper and the intertwined breathing of the two people remained.
Under the "hand-in-hand" guidance of the Tang and Song Dynasties.
Ouyang Xianyue’s writing brush sometimes rises and sometimes stops.
The ink marks on the rice paper also became a little inconsistent because of her uncontrollable heartbeat.
The two of them exhaled softly almost at the same time.
The air seems to be wrapped in still ink, and even time becomes sticky.
Ouyang Xianyue took the lead in retracting his hand and turning his back.
Started to tidy up the desktop slowly.
Looking at her graceful back, Tang Song was still recalling the physical contact just now in his mind.
Soon, Ouyang Xianyue packed the scroll and handed it to him.
“It’s for you, please keep it.”
“Thank you.”
“You’re welcome.” Ouyang Xianyue didn’t. Looking at him again, "It's getting late, it's time to go back. Shu Yu should be waiting impatiently."
Ye "Yeah."
Tang Song nodded and followed her out of the studio.
The footsteps of the two people echoed in the long wooden corridor.
One behind the other, but always maintaining just the right distance.
Suddenly, Ouyang Xianyue, who was walking in front, paused slightly.
Said in a relaxed and casual tone:
"By the way, [Tang Jin] has been making a lot of moves in the United States recently. I think - it is still necessary to follow Mention it. ”
“Smile is in charge. He has established huge short positions in crude oil futures and the stocks of several traditional energy giants, and his style is very aggressive.”
"Her trading ability has always been impeccable, and we all trust her. But now, the most important thing for our entire system is actually stability. But she always seems to prefer this kind of high-leverage, high-risk financial game"
Her words continued.
In addition to the capital market, she also mentioned Secretary Kim’s recent lobbying operations in the United States, the European Union and other places that are equally radical and may lead to unpredictable consequences.
She did not ask Tang and Song for their opinions, nor did she mean to "complain" at all.
Just stand from a macro perspective, state your observations objectively and calmly, and express your concerns.
Tang Song just listened so quietly, with deep eyes, without giving any direct response.
Unconsciously, the two of them arrived in front of the coffee shop on the first floor.
Ouyang Xianyue stopped, and the serious topic stopped.
She turned around and the gentle smile returned to her face, "Here we are, Shuyu, she is waiting for you inside. Tomorrow is Monday. When I come back this time, I have been off for almost a week, and there are still many things in the company. Wait for me to deal with it. Tomorrow morning, I will fly back to Shencheng again. ""Yes." Tang Song nodded and said in a concerned voice: "Please pay more attention to your health and don't be too tired."
"You too, although you are still young, you still have to be more moderate in everything."
Ouyang Xianyue's eyes glanced at his lower abdomen without leaving any trace, and then immediately looked away.
He was indeed very young and energetic. Tang Song smiled and said nothing.
Just looked at the lady in front of him quietly and intently.
She is a standard oriental classical beauty.
The bones are extremely beautiful and the charm is long.
Ouyang Xianyue felt a little uncomfortable when he saw him, "What's wrong? What I said made you unhappy? I did—"
She hasn’t finished speaking yet.
The warm breath hit my face.
Tang Song suddenly leaned over and kissed her on her smooth and white face.
The soft sound of "Boom" was infinitely amplified in the silent corridor.
Ouyang Xianyue’s pupils trembled, and there was a hint of panic on his shameful face.
Tang Song chuckled, "Thank you for the reminder."
He pushed open the coffee door behind him and stepped in.
The warm light and shadow instantly engulfed his back.
Ouyang Xianyue stood quietly outside the door, staring at the slowly closing door.
Gently closed his eyes.
Ji Ping, in a luxurious penthouse apartment.
"JBGM: Wait for the wind to pass by, kiss my eyelashes, and blow your warmth——"
"JBGM: Those unfinished words have been torn apart repeatedly in the dream..."
The soft notes flowed slowly in the air.
Su Yu sat cross-legged on the soft wool carpet, holding a retro acoustic guitar in his arms. His fingertips gently plucked the strings, and his voice was clear but lonely.
Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the scattered scenery is like a sea of stars twinkling.
The light is shining from the ceiling, and you are holding her beautiful side face.
The eyelashes cast a shallow shadow under the eyes, and the fair skin glowed with a delicate luster, as if it were moving clouds.
She was wearing a soft white sweater, and her long, silky hair fell on her shoulders.
Quiet and dreamy, like a mirage that does not belong to the world.
"Ding dong——" WeChat prompt sounded.
[Pika Qiuqiu: "I may not be able to return to Yanping until next week. Something happened at home."]
Su Yu tapped the screen with his fingertips and replied: "It doesn't matter, I won't go there until the middle of this month. Is your family matter important?"
Of course she knew what happened to Cheng Qiuqiu’s family.
She now attaches great importance to her "hardcore fan".
Mainly because Tang and Song’s feelings for Cheng Qiuqiu were obviously extraordinary.
She was also very curious and wanted to see with her own eyes what kind of person this Hai child, who was somewhat similar to herself, was like.
Why did Tang and Song like her?
Of course, her mood is quite stable now, and she doesn't really want to "beat" the other party.
The real “beating” has to wait until Christmas.
When the time comes, she will let this child go to Paris with her.
Tang Song has participated in her "Birthday Lottery" event.
Since he has an idea, he will never break his promise.
In other words, on December 25, Christmas Day, they will meet again and spend this birthday that she has been looking forward to for five years.
There are 22 days left.·
She can’t wait, and her dreams every day are filled with scenes that may appear on that day.
She even wrote 3 songs about it.
Each song hides her unspeakable obsessions and desires.
The reason why I chose to go to Yanping in the middle of the year is of course because at that time, Tang Song was going to New York to hold a shareholders' meeting with "Hai Demon" Jin Meixiao.
Then she will go to Yanping to do something.
We must never let the people of Nahai get what they want.
In addition to Cheng Qiuqiu, there is also Yao Lingling, who calls herself a "cyber network friend", and I also want to meet her.
Who else? Xu Qing? Tian Jing?
Haha.
Before I officially returned to him.
She must let everyone know her existence and how deep her relationship with him is.
A coquettish and cold smile slowly appeared on Su Yu's face.
Breathtakingly beautiful.
At this moment, "dong dong dong -" there was a knock on the door.
Wearing Zhizhu autumn clothes, Mo Xiangwan pushed the door open and entered.
The son answered the phone and said, "Ouyang Haishi just called. She said that she has already talked to Tang and Song in person about the [Tang Jin Family Office], so we don't have to worry, she will handle everything."
Su Yu's expression moved slightly, "What about the plan for the pan-entertainment fund?"
"It may have to be put on hold for the time being." Mo Xiangwan walked over, his tone low but calm, "[Tang Zong Entertainment] is a listed company after all, and one move can affect the whole body. Any major capital move requires compliance approval. What Ouyang Haishi means is that the time is not yet ripe."
Su Yu raised his eyebrows slightly and tapped the strings with his fingertips, making a dull reverberation.
"In other words, she didn't make her position clear? Jin Meixiao will still be the person in charge of the fund?"
".—For now."
The air became silent from then on.
Su Yu raised his head, his cold amber eyes seemed to be soaked in the night.
"I always feel that there is something wrong with this feud."
Mo Xiangwan frowned, "Something is wrong?"
"With Ouyang's bamboo grid, she either doesn't do it, or she will do it to the extreme. She has been perfunctory with us in the past few days, and she will leave Rongping tomorrow. In the end, she only gave us an ambiguous answer, which is not in line with her behavior. "
Mo Xiangwan thought about Kang Guan and whispered: "After all, the matter is related to the Tang and Song Dynasties, she may also have her own concerns."
Su Yu lowered his head and thought.
After a long time, she suddenly whispered: "Sister Xiang Wan one by one."
"Huh?"
"Do you think there is a possibility that Ouyang Xianyue also has her own little thoughts?"
"What's the little idea?"
Su Yu answered every word: "For example, after meeting Tang and Song Dynasties, she also wanted to be his wife."
The air froze in the kangguan.
"This is impossible!" Mo Xiangwan retorted subconsciously: "With Ouyang Haishi's status, it is not possible. She is already six years old, and she has been married before."
"Why is it impossible? Su Yu looked into her eyes and said: "Sister Xiang Wan, you are already three years old and five years old. Let me ask you, if Tang and Song Dynasties want to marry you, do you have the courage to refuse?"
Su Yu plucked the strings.
“Clang—” cut off Mo Xiangwan’s unspoken words.
She lowered her eyes and gently rubbed the strings with her fingers, "As a Hairen, my feelings will never go wrong, especially about him."