Chen Dairong's mouth twitched slightly again: "Is that true..."

Boss Shen continued: "The sentence after your song, 'I can't believe in the oath on the Three Lives Stone, is 'Although I still have to give you the tears of your life', which coincides with this allusion, so I guess the inspiration comes from "Dream of Red Mansions".

Chen Dairong was indeed inspired by "Dream of Red Mansions" to write the Three Lives Stone into the lyrics, and only she herself knows this.

So when she heard Boss Shen’s analysis, she felt extremely shocked. If it weren’t for the fact that the other party had intentions for her, she would have become a soulmate.

"Then..." Chen Dairong glanced at Boss Shen and asked tentatively: "Did this song touch you like this?"

"This song touched me not because of "Dream of Red Mansions"..." Boss Shen's expression suddenly became solemn, and he slowly told Chen Dairong: "It reminded me of the past..."

"What's the past?" Chen Dairong asked casually, but he felt a little regretful as soon as he said it. On the one hand, he was because he didn't want to find out other people's questions, and on the other hand, he was because he was worried about angering Boss Shen.

However, Boss Shen was not popular, but was silent for a moment and told the past: "Because I remembered my deceased wife..."

"I'm sorry..." Chen Dairong hurriedly apologized, and at the same time she lowered her head with embarrassment.

"Nothing..." Boss Shen smiled deeply and waved his hand and said, "It doesn't matter to tell you. Many years ago, my deceased wife and I met in Jiangnan, but not next to the Three Lives Stone, but on the shore of West Lake. At that time, I didn't go on a trip, nor did I have money to go on a trip, but to connect the links out of revolutionary needs..."

Boss Shen smiled when he said this, and Chen Dairong also laughed: "Is that true..."

"Of course, it's just an excuse to connect. In fact, I'm just pretending to be public and private. I'm taking this opportunity to visit Jiangnan." After a pause, Boss Shen continued: "Our encounter was not very romantic. It's just that when I was watching the scenery in West Lake, the sky suddenly drizzled. At this moment, I saw her and another girl walking over with two umbrellas. The scene at that time was unforgettable for me..."

When Chen Dairong heard this narrative, she said seriously: "Your encounter is already very romantic!"

Boss Shen laughed again: "Listen to me and continue to say it. After she walked to me, she saw me standing there in the rain, and asked: 'Comrade, let's lend you an umbrella!'"

"Comrade?" Chen Dairong burst out with a "puke" when she heard this title.

"Don't laugh. In that era, people called each other that way. Anyone who dared to call 'sir' or 'miss' would immediately be labeled as a capitalist roader!" Although Chen Dairong didn't laugh, Boss Shen's own face also had a little smile: "They just had two umbrellas. Giving me one means that the two of them had to use another one together. I was a macho man at that time and flatly refused."

Chen Dairong was a little attracted by Boss Shen’s story and hurriedly asked: “What about it?”

"Then she told me seriously: 'Comrade, you are prone to colds like this. Your body is the capital of revolution. If you don't care about your body, how can you continue to do the revolution?' Her companion also said: 'The great leader** taught us: 'If the body is broken, it will really kill people.'"

"**Where are there such quotes?"

"Of course, and people of that era must add ** quotes to their words." Shaking his head slightly, Boss Shen said with emotion: "You people who have never experienced that era will definitely feel strange when they see things in that era!"

"So have you followed the instructions of **?"

"Of course I dare not disobey, so I borrowed an umbrella from them."

Chen Dairong guessed: "Then you started chatting?"

"Yes..." Boss Shen nodded heavily, and had completely fallen into memorial to the past: "Later we found out after we talked about it that we not only lived in the same city, but also were very close to each other, and later..."

Chen Dairong said the words for Boss Shen: "You guys came together later!"

"right!"

Chen Dairong couldn't help but ask, "What's next?"

Boss Shen looked at the water cup in front of him, and his blank gaze revealed his longing: "Later, she left me a daughter and left..."

After Boss Shen said this, Chen Dairong could not continue asking, otherwise it would inevitably touch the pain of Boss Shen's deceased wife. So Chen Dairong just nodded and said softly: "So that's what it is..."

Boss Shen did not continue to tell, but used Su Shi's famous poem to summarize his current life: "Ten years of life and death are vague. If you don't think about it, you will never forget it. There is no place to talk about desolation. Even if you meet, you will not know the dust and your hair is like frost. When you come to the night, you will suddenly return home. The small window is dressed up. You are talking in words, but you can only cry thousands of times. You can see the heartbreaking place every year, the bright moonlit night, and the short pine hills."

Although Chen Dairong has never experienced power or money transactions, he still has heard a lot about the matters.

In most cases, neither officials nor rich people will talk about their original wife in front of a housewife. Even if they talk about it, they are mostly complaints caused by the lack of happiness in the marriage.

Chen Dairong has never heard of anyone like Boss Shen, who would show deep affection for his deceased wife in front of his future mistress, and the sincerity she showed was absolutely impossible to disguise.

Chen Dairong couldn't help but secretly figure it out: "What kind of person is this?"

No matter how long it takes to find the answer to this question, the topic about Boss Shen’s family must end here. Chen Dairong took a deep breath, calmed down for a while, and changed the topic: "I didn’t expect Boss Shen to be a literary lover!"

"Where, where!" Boss Shen waved his hand and said with a smile: "It's a pity that the most I have done in my life is to make money, and I don't have time to be influenced by literature. But my son likes to read some miscellaneous books when he was a child, especially classical literature. I read a lot at that time, so I know more or less something so that I can be more and more elegant here today."

"Your son?" Zhou Wenxin and Boss Shen themselves said that Boss Shen only has one daughter, so Chen Dairong is puzzled how he has another son.

However, although Chen Dairong felt strange, he still did not want to find out other people's private affairs, so he did not tell the problem. However, because of this conversation, Chen Dairong's disgust towards Boss Shen was a little weaker, and even wanted to have further communication: "It is said that after passing the Naihe Bridge in the underworld, there is a Wangxiangtai. Next to Wangxiangtai, there is a Three-Life Stone, which says a person's past life, this life and the next life. I wonder if this Three-Life Stone has any connection with the piece in Hangzhou?"

"I don't know what the underworld looks like!" Boss Shen shrugged and pretended to be helpless and said, "Because no one has been to the underworld, no one has come back!"

Chen Dairong laughed out loud and had a new understanding of Boss Shen. The slightly tense atmosphere between the two of them was more or less relieved.

"Then..." Chen Dairong looked at Boss Shen and said slowly: "I will write about Naiheqiao and Wangxiangtai in the next song!"

"Then I will listen carefully at that time, but I hope that after hearing this, I will not go to these two places just now!"

Chen Dairong was about to continue this joke, and a sound of debugging a microphone came from the rostrum, followed by a magnetic baritone voice: "Thank you very much for taking your time to attend this charity cocktail party. On behalf of the organizer of this charity cocktail party and the out-of-school children in poor mountainous areas, I warmly welcome you to the arrival of you."

After a tepid applause sounded at the scene, the host continued: "At this cocktail party, we will auction some items donated by everyone here, and all the proceeds will be used to support out-of-school children in poor mountainous areas. I hope you can be more generous, thank you!"

Two tall etiquette ladies walked up with something, the host lifted the red cloth covered on it, and said, "Now I'm here to auction the first item, a pair of Su embroidery donated by Ms. Chen Yixin. This work is 80 cm long and 50 cm wide. It was completed by many first-class Jiangnan embroidery girls. It took one year and two months, and a total of 327 different colors of silk threads were used, based on the famous painting "Memories of Hometown" by the famous painter Chen Yifei."

As the red cloth slowly fell, the Su embroidery was presented to everyone, making everyone's eyes lit up.

The delicate and elegant techniques of Su embroidery have been fully utilized on it, perfectly describing the small bridges and flowing waters in the south of the Yangtze River, and have a slightly misty beauty. It is really a rare masterpiece of art.

This pair of Su embroidery was treasured by Chen Dairong for many years. She was reluctant to take it out, but because she didn't want to look down in front of Boss Shen, she had to bear the pain of giving up.

Because this Su embroidery is too outstanding and comes from the big star Chen Dairong, the organizer wanted to keep it as the last one to win the game.

However, Chen Dairong strongly demanded to be the first, because he wanted to leave the world of fame and fortune as soon as possible, and of course he also left Boss Shen.

"We saw this Su embroidery is so beautiful..." The host exclaimed a few "tsk tsk" sounds, and then continued: "The starting price of this work is 100,000 yuan, and each increase must not be less than 5,000 yuan. Now start!"

Not to mention that this work itself will attract many people, relying solely on the name collected by Chen Dairong, many people will flock to it.

As soon as the host finished speaking, someone immediately stood up and shouted: "110,000!" Then someone refreshed the price: "130,000!"

Chen Dairong's eyes quietly looked at Boss Shen, and found that the latter was as if nothing had happened. He picked up the cup and took a sip of water.

Chen Dairong thought that Boss Shen would definitely be more generous in order to please her, and at least he would take a photo of this Su embroidery.

Chen Dairong wanted to take this opportunity to make a comeback, and arranged two people to raise the price in advance.

However, Boss Shen seemed to have no idea that the auction was being held. After taking a sip of water, he sat there and looked at the rostrum, as if an old monk had entered a meditation.

Chen Dairong wanted to hint at Boss Shen, but she didn't know what to do. Finally, she had to cough and asked tentatively: "What do you think of this work?"

"Very good!" Boss Shen nodded slightly and said, "It comes from your treasures, so of course it will not be a vulgar product!"

Chen Dairong grinned: "Thank you for your praise..."

Chen Dairong was considering what to say next, and Boss Shen suddenly asked: "Why do Miss Chen have two names?"

"Chen Dairong is my original name, and Chen Yixin is the stage name he took after art!"

"So that's it." Boss Shen nodded and stopped talking.

The bidding on the field has entered a white-hot stage at this time, and the increase in each price range has increased from 10,000 yuan to 50,000 yuan, and the 5,000 yuan set by the host has never appeared.

The highest price has reached 890,000 yuan, which is paid by Leng Yu. After she paid the price, she looked at Chen Dairong apologetically.

Chen Dairong pretended not to notice Leng Yu's gaze, thinking carefully about how to make Boss Shen bleeding.

After a while, she asked again tentatively: "Are you not interested in artworks?"

"I'm very interested, but I know very little, but I'm just a genius." After sighing, Boss Shen said with some emotion: "I only think about how to make more money every day, and I don't have the energy and time to appreciate the beauty that cannot be exchanged for money."

"Is that true..." Chen Dairong almost cried when she heard this.

"The beauty that cannot be exchanged for money" means that this pair of Su embroidery should not be marked with a specific price, and things without price are priceless, that is, they cannot be bought with money. In other words, Boss Shen means that he doesn't want to buy this pair of Su embroidery at all.

Boss Shen seemed not to notice the obvious emotions Chen Dairong showed, and she sighed at herself: "Sometimes I have thought that if I just have a well-off life, but can appreciate these beauty that cannot be exchanged for money every day, it would be an extremely comfortable life."

Chen Dairong didn't say anything, and couldn't help but curse in her heart: "Fuck! She's so big and rich, she's so stingy!"

The price on the field reached a new high at this time - 920,000. Everyone present was moved, and there were buzzing sounds from time to time.

Generally speaking, the auction price of a contemporary fine Su embroidery will be around 100,000 yuan, most of which are sold below 100,000 yuan, and rarely can it reach a price of more than 100,000 yuan. It is almost unheard of for nearly one million yuan, and even Su embroidery products in the Qing Dynasty cannot reach it.

Moreover, for celebrity charity auctions, the price is quite high, and it is amazing.
Chapter completed!