Steal The Wind But Not The Moon [MTL] (Completed)

Chapter 14

Team leader Zhao recalled that many people in suits and leather shoes came here recently, and they revealed their purpose in a few words, and then they were sent out by him. Today is really an accident and a surprise.

The sentence "Mr. Xiang" revealed his identity. Xiang Mingzhang understood what Chu Shichen meant, and took advantage of the situation and stretched out his right hand: "Mr. Zhao, I am Xiang Mingzhang."

Group leader Zhao shook his hand back, and joked, "Boss Xiang spared no time, and the small shop is full of glory."

Xiang Mingzhang didn't like hypocritical politeness, and said, "I'm an outsider, just don't laugh at me for being arty."

Team leader Zhao smiled politely, still immersed in the pipa music just now, turned his head and asked enthusiastically if Chu Zhichen was a professional, how many years he had learned, and which piece he played.

Chu Zhichen stood up and replied, "It's a long story, would you like to have a chat?"

Group leader Zhao knew it well: "I'm afraid it's not just about pipa."

Chu Zhichen said frankly: "If you have fun, can you give me a few minutes to chat about the project?"

Team leader Zhao was in a good mood, readily agreed, and led them to the cafe on the second floor for a sit down.

Xiang Mingzhang and Chu Shichen went up the steps side by side, and the arms hanging by their sides touched each other from time to time. Xiang Mingzhang slowed down and asked, "What is this? Help?"

Chu Zhichen stopped when he heard the words: "I forgot, I was fired, this is nosy."

After he finished speaking, he made a gesture and went downstairs. Xiang Mingzhang raised his hand to stop him, his voice was low, but his expression was not angry: "Retaliate against me on purpose?"

Chu Zhichen returned the original words: "If you ask me to stay, I can consider it."

The boss was waving upstairs to urge him, Xiang Mingzhang took half a step closer with a smile, and said, "Your bag of bracts killed my four canaries, and I haven't settled the score with you yet."

Chu Zhichen looked surprised, and before he had time to ask whether it was true or not, Xiang Mingzhang grabbed him, grabbed him by the shoulder and went upstairs.

A pot of brewed coffee was fragrant and mellow, and Team Leader Zhao was in high spirits, curiously asking questions across the table.

Chu Zhichen learned the pipa at the age of five. On his birthday that year, his father gave him a jade bead abacus to teach him how to keep accounts. For the next month, he ran around with the abacus in his hands all day long, and the crackling was very annoying.

Mother blamed him, saying that it was too early to get in touch with money accounts, and it would be utilitarian to grow up. Since he likes to play with his hands, he taught him the pipa and let him cultivate his artistic sentiment.

Chu Zhichen learned to play the pipa, entertained himself when no one was around, and seldom showed it in front of people. The piece was a lost old folk score, generous and sad, it can be regarded as a martial art.

The topic always revolved around the pipa, and Xiang Mingzhang listened silently. He had never heard that Mrs. Chu could play the pipa, let alone imagined that Chu Zhe would give the abacus to his son.

But Chu Zhichen's appearance of talking eloquently and sincerely, it seems that the ability to lie has been practiced perfectly.

After the chat was almost over, Chu Zhichen looked around and changed the topic: "This building used to be a bank, and the place with the most copper smell, it has a special flavor to be converted into a coffee shop."