Covenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

There are three vigorous and powerful characters on the plaque. The font inlaid with gold on a black background is magnificent and solemn.

"What does it say?" Song en asked.

Zong Yanxi raised her head and wrote three words "Fengqi Pavilion" on the plaque. She explained to song en, "it is said that there was a queen of the dynasty who lived here, so it was named Fengqi Pavilion."

Song en blinked, as if thinking about the meaning of her sentence.

Zong Yanxi asked, "don't you understand?"

She paused, "the queen is the wife of the ancient emperor of our country. Phoenix is the king of birds in China. In order to show the majesty of the queen, it is honored as Phoenix. "

"Your country's culture is really special. Everything needs to be turned. " Song en understands.

Zong Yanxi smiled. "The idiom is good, but it's not to wipe corners, it's to beat around the bush."

"What's the difference?"

Zong Yanxi, "..."

"It's no different. Let's go inside."

Zong Yanxi said.

Songen followed her“ Can you teach me Chinese characters later? "

"You have to charge me to be your teacher." Zong Yanxi looked at him and joked, "you are so rich that you can count 10000 an hour."

Song en replied, "yes."

Zong Yanxi smiled, "I'm kidding."

"Ten thousand dollars an hour. You're my teacher." Sonn, repeat.

Zong Yanxi, "..."

She thought to herself, is this serious? She smiled well, but looking at Song en's serious expression, it seems that she can't lose the student.

Whatever.

"I'll reluctantly accept you as a student." Zong Yanxi walked towards a stall, selling antique fans. The silk and satin surface was embroidered with exquisite patterns, and there were red ears hanging below. She took one and looked at it in her hand. Song en followed her to pick up one. However, he didn't take a figure painting, but scenery. He also mentioned two poems.

He handed it to Zong Yanxi, "what's written on it?"

Zong Yanxi looked over and said, "one kind of Acacia, two leisure worries. There was no way to eliminate this feeling, so I frowned, but it went to my heart. "

After reading it, she said two words, "nonsense."

The fan vendor was not happy. "Haven't you read a book? This is a poem by Li Qingzhao. What nonsense? "

Zong Yanxi looked at the fan owner. Are all the stalls so educated now?

The fan buyer wanted song en to buy it and said, "this is a poem written by a famous poet in our country. It's about love. It's very suitable for you."

Zong Yanxi almost laughed aside. How is this fan suitable for Songen? He is an eight foot man with a masculine face and a shaking fan. Think of the pictures as funny, okay?

In order to sell things, the boss is also against his heart. He can say anything.

Song en put it down and shook his head, "I don't want it."

Zong Yanxi asked when he saw the boss working so hard“ How much is one? "

"Fifteen."

"I'll buy one." Zong Yanxi paid.

Song en stopped her from taking the money. "I'll pay."

The fan selling boss regretted that if he knew that the woman liked it, he would raise the price. At that time, he was a big man and was embarrassed to bargain in front of his female friends.

Song en paid the money. The fan seller put the money in his bag and said“ Your girlfriend is beautiful. "

But I thought, you foreigner cheated all the beautiful women in our country.

Zong Yanxi took a fan and took a look at the fan seller“ We are just ordinary friends. "

"I was wrong." The fan seller smiled awkwardly. It turned out that he misunderstood.

I think it's lucky that there's no cheap foreigner.

It's almost ten o'clock. Zong Yanxi wants to go home. He just came back and stayed outside for a day without spending more time with his parents. Don't go back too late.

Song en said, "I'll send you."

"No, we won't give anyone away."

Zong Yanxi said.

Song en didn't force her and said, "OK."

The two separated. Song en took a taxi back to the hotel, but unexpectedly saw Jiang Mohan.

Jiang Mohan stood at the elevator entrance and was explaining the affairs of Nancheng company. He didn't pay attention to the person looking this way. Song en came over, "Mr. Jiang."

Look at Nancheng.

"What's up?"

When Jiang Mohan saw him, he responded lightly.

"Can we talk?" Song en asked.

Nancheng didn't forget that he framed Jiang Mohan in Thailand. His face was gloomy“ Mr. muticha is a good means, but do you think that will trip us? "

Jiang Mo Han frowned slightly, "Nancheng, go back first."

"But..."

To Shangjiang Mo Han's eyes, Nancheng stopped and reluctantly got on the elevator.

"I know a place where it's quiet." Jiang Mohan went to the front to lead the way. Song en followed up and they went to the business district on the top floor. The top floor of the hotel is very humanized and provides a good place for those who come to talk about business. It is private and quiet, which is very suitable for talking about things.

Obviously, Jiang Mohan is much more familiar in city C. after talking to the hotel manager, he arranged the best private room for him.

The waiter brought in tea, then withdrew and closed the door.

"What do you want to say to me?"