Chapter 71 Dinner

At 8 o'clock in the evening, the charity dinner in the Capital Emperor Star Hotel Garden slowly kicked off, with wine and fragrant clothes. Men wear suits and ties, behave gentlemen, women dragged elegant evening gowns, holding goblets, with a distinct temperament and smiling.

Yuan Yanzhi walked in and attracted the attention of everyone present. Even though he was nearly fifty years old, he still looked young, had a calm and serious personality, and rarely smiled, which always gave people a sense of difficulty in getting close to him.

This is a bit similar to Kou Xiang.

So Xu Jiamao always jokes that our boss is your real father, Kou Xiang glanced at him indifferently, too lazy to talk to him. Xu Jiamao said again: "You have changed a lot over the years. Compared to Kou Xiang's current iceberg face, I still like the volcanic face in the past. At least I still have a little emotion, right? Now you are like a robot without feelings."

Kou Xiang drank the champagne in his glass and said nothing. Xu Jiamao poked him with his elbow: "Hey, my wife is here too today."

Looking along Xu Jiamao's appearance, Song Mo was wearing a dark blue starry sky long skirt that fell to the ground and was talking between several men in suits and ties. A bright smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, so beautiful that she couldn't take her eyes open.

"My wife is pretty."

"Your beautiful wife is chatting about life with other men, what are you showing off to me?"

"Do you understand normal social interaction? If your wife is a celebrity, it is inevitable."

Kou Xiang wanted to say that my wife was very well-behaved and would not talk too much to those greasy men, but when she said that, she still let him bite her.

At this time, there was a gentle and melodious piano music coming from the piano platform at a corner of the garden. The piano platform was rounded with white flower bars around it, covered with green vines and unknown white flowers. In the middle of the round platform was a white piano.

The girl on the stage sat quietly beside the white piano, with a light apricot evening dress outlined her graceful outline, and the fan-shaped strapless breasts supported her round and plump breasts. Her proud figure exudes a mature atmosphere that envies countless women and makes men crazy.

The beautiful melody came out from her fingertips, and it was a song "Rose Life".

The men around them always fell to the piano intentionally or unintentionally, and they couldn't help but look at her a few more times. However, most of them were to socialize and make connections tonight, so they had no time to stop and enjoy the music.

The beautiful music is like a pleasing beauty, but this gorgeous and gorgeous dinner is not the protagonist.

The women also gathered together in groups of three or three, complimenting each other, and comparing each other with a smile between the words hidden in the cotton.

There was only one person, his dark and deep eyes as dark as ink did not move away from her from beginning to end.

Just like she has seen on TV commercials or magazine covers countless times, no matter how her makeup style changes, she is still the little girl he remembers who exudes a youthful and immature youthful spirit, always wearing a loose school uniform, sometimes shy and sometimes bad.

His right hand clenched his fist. There was nothing that time could not change. In three years, his face had faded away from the youthful and recklessness of the past, more maturity and stability, and his heart also became more determined.

And time cannot change... Perhaps, only the two letters whose palms are still dark.

That was his original intention and his unswerving love in this life.

**

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly, Yang Zhi seemed to feel something, and looked up at the crowd in the garden. There was no familiar figure between the flowing fragrance of clothes and temples. The interrupted piano music quickly continued.

She frowned slightly, and always felt that someone was looking at her just now.

The familiar and astringent taste in my heart.

It hasn't happened for many years.

Yang Zhi started to play again. Piano is a compulsory subject in her university. The base class is strictly taught and has to train instruments almost every day. Yang Zhiji has a talent for music and is extremely hardworking. After studying for several years, he can also play on stage. Compared with those students who have been practicing piano since childhood, he is not bad at all.

She always believed that music was the same. While she was learning pop music, she learned rap with Teacher Hushan. At this level, Yang Zhi found that the two actually complement each other.

After the piano was finished, she stood up to thank her, and there was constant applause from the surroundings. The men began to notice her, and their eyes became more meaningful.

Most of the men here are successful people and will not be young. Among them, there are countless girls with their eyes, so their eyes are naturally vicious. Even so, they are still attracted by the elegant temperament emitted from Yang Zhi.

Xu Jiamao found Kou Xiang next to the buffet food table: "President Yuan is going to introduce you to his business partner. You are fine, there will be no shadow in the blink of an eye. Come with me."

Kou Xiang put down his wine glass and went over with Xu Jiamao.

At the side of the corridor not far away, Yuan Yanzhi was talking to several men. When he saw Kou Xiang coming, he reached out to his shoulder and solemnly introduced him to his business partners.

The man who can speak well with Yuan Yanzhi is not a heavyweight person. He is the one who may deal with Kou Xiang in the future management company and is also a very important connection.

When everyone saw Yuan Yanzhi's words, they seemed to value this young man quite well, and they couldn't understand what was going on for a while. However, this has always been the case in the business world. There is no need to know the reason. It just needs to understand that the weight of this young man must be quite low, which is enough.

So they also handed over their business cards and started talking to Kou Xiang.

Yuan Yanzhi stood by the side and watched him silently.

Kou Xiang maintained a humble and polite smile from beginning to end, neither humble nor arrogant. He would not show any flattery to them just because they were seniors or even bosses, and responded to their questions in a simplified manner, and at the same time, he was just right, steady, mature and extraordinary in conversation.

In the past, Yuan Yanzhi had newcomers who wanted to promote, but their performance was not satisfactory. If the family had good conditions, they were often not optimistic and had low expectations, but their family was not very good, they were hard-working, but sometimes they were always unavoidable to flatter others, which made Yuan Yanzhi feel a little embarrassed.

The clumsy one can't help it up, the clever one goes too far.

Only Kou Xiang has been in contact with him during this period of time and he has a lot of feelings. He has to sigh that a brainless guy like Kou Chen can raise such an excellent and appropriate son?

A few minutes later, another piano song slowly entered his ears, and the wine glass in Kou Xiang's hand was suddenly pinched.

He was like a crashed computer, and his words were broken.

I was stunned.

Seeing that something was wrong with the Kou Xiang, Yuan Yanzhi immediately came over to smooth things over and easily brought the situation over.

Xu Jiamao listened to the piano melody, suddenly seemed to remember something, and looked at Kou Xiang: "This...isn't this the song..."

"The Original Intention"

This is the piano melody of the song "Original Intention" written by Kou Xiang to Yang Zhi in the Newsstar Finals.

Those memories buried deep in the soil are awakened little by little, bringing him back to those passionate years of the past.

Don’t forget your original intention and never let your life go.

This is his promise to her.

Kou Xiang's breathing was in pain. He put down the wine glass in his hand and said in a muffled voice: "I'll go to the bathroom."

After saying that, he didn't wait for Xu Jiamao to react, and he walked straight towards the bathroom.

After Yang Zhi finished playing this song "The Original Intention", he needed a rest. When Song Mo saw her step down, he immediately walked towards her with a high-legged red wine glass, smiling and said, "The Original Intention."

Her voice seemed meaningful: "Why did you suddenly want to play this song? You don't think someone..."

"Just suddenly, the familiar feeling came back, as if he was looking at me." Yang Zhi said without any concealment: "For so many years, that feeling has not changed."

So she was inspired and played "The Original Intention".

"Momo." Someone called Song Mo not far away, and Song Mo replied repeatedly: "Here you come."

However, just as she passed by Yang Zhi, the red wine glass in her hand suddenly poured. Fortunately, Yang Zhi was prepared and pushed it backwards, so the bright red wine wet the corner of her clothes.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, I've broken your clothes." Song Mo exclaimed in her mouth, exaggerating: "What should I do, what should I do."

Yang Zhi looked at her speechlessly, pretending to be so obvious and intentional, thinking that she couldn't tell what she was going on.

"What are you making trouble?" Yang Zhi asked her helplessly: "Have you made an old problem again?"

Song Mo was particularly innocent: "Zhier, you misunderstood me again, I was really careless."

Yang Zhi feels that he has been having sex with Song Mo over the years. After all, both of them have grown up and will no longer be as naive and immature as they were when they were young. Moreover, since Song Mo and Xu Jiamao were together, there has been no hatred between Yang Zhi and Song Mo.

Two people work together in the entertainment industry, and sometimes they will help each other. After all, in this circle, it is better to have one more friend who is evenly matched than to have one more enemy.

Yang Zhi couldn't tell what Song Mo was doing.

The white skirt corner was stained with a few drops of scarlet wine, which was particularly obvious. It was obvious that she could not continue playing, and she had to deal with the corner of the skirt.

"I'll go to the bathroom. You'd better give me a satisfactory explanation when you come out." After she said that, she walked towards the bathroom.

After Yang Zhi left, Xu Jiamao came to Song Mo. Song Mo looked at him angrily: "She has to misunderstand again."

"Just be a good person for help." Xu Jiamao comforted: "She will understand later."

Song Mo turned around and left proudly: "Just treat it as a make up for the mistakes made by young and ignorant people in the past, but there will be no more time."

**

On the edge of the public water table outside the bathroom, Yang Zhi was moistening the corners of his clothes with water and wiped away the wine stains. Fortunately, the staining time was not long and the amount was not large. It was not particularly obvious after diluting it with water.

Someone walked out of the bathroom next to him, his steps were steady and gentle.

Yang Zhi glanced at a familiar figure in his aftertaste and suddenly raised his head. Behind the mirror reflected, the man looked at her with his back, but he also stopped.

Those few seconds seemed to have been as long as several centuries.

She never thought that meeting again would be like this. She never even imagined that there would be a day when we met. As long as we didn't keep our expectations, we wouldn't be disappointed.

Over the years, she has lived a peaceful life. It seems that the love breakup in her senior year of high school, neither family nor friends, could show any blow to her, and they are even glad...

After all, it is a child. The love of a child will fade over time and forget it.

Only Yang Zhi himself knew how she missed someone all night during countless long nights. Although that love that ended without success may be just an impulsive relationship in youth, such a reckless impulse may never have such a life.

Yang Zhi hurriedly used tissues to make stains on the corner of his clothes and was about to leave. When he passed by Kou Xiang, he reached out and grabbed her wrist.

The warm touch was introduced into the heart from the surface of the skin. Both people's bodies trembled sharply at the same time, and then separated like an electric shock at the same time.

At about half a meter apart, Yang Zhi felt his breathing around him getting hot. Over the years, his eyebrows had already lost their youthful sharp edges and corners, and he seemed more mature and steady, but the phoenix eyes that were hooked inside and out still flashed with a familiar spirit.

Under the corner of my eyes, the scar seemed to be much lighter.

When we parted, the two of them had green blue and white school uniforms. At this moment, we met again, one was in a straight suit and the other was elegant in the dress, and the two looked at each other from afar.

Yang Zhixian smiled politely to him: "Brother Xiang, it's been a long time since we met."

I haven't heard of this claim in a long time.
To be continued...