Since the old lady tried her best to prevent Zhang Heye from attending the birthday party of the old lady of the Tang family, Fu Song did not force it.

In the afternoon, he called Tang Keke.

Five minutes later, Tang Keke's Lamborghini Veneno stopped in front of the hospital.

Even though Shanghai is an economic capital, people couldn't help but gather around to watch this car.

Fu Song walked over and opened the car door.

Unexpectedly, Tang Keke frowned when she saw him: "Is that how you dress?"

Fu Song was stunned: "What's wrong?"

It is May now and the weather is relatively hot.

Fu Song wore a purple patterned shirt on the upper body and jeans on the lower body, which was very appropriate for the time.

Tang Keke was helpless: "Please, you are my boyfriend now. If people knew that my boyfriend was wearing cheap clothes, they would laugh their heads off."

Fu Song was instantly unhappy: "Hey, what do you mean by street goods? Have you seen my shirt?

Shuilan Home, a man’s wardrobe.

Jeans are also the hottest fashion brand, and together with the shoes it costs over a thousand!

I’m a successful person now.”

Unexpectedly, Tang Keke looked at him as if he was a fool: "Isn't Shuilan Home a cheap stall store?"

Fu Song: “?”

Tang Keke waved her hand: "Okay, come on, let's go buy clothes."

After saying that, he drove away with Fu Song.

The two of them didn't deliberately lower their voices, so people who were closer could hear them clearly.

"Hey, this guy's face is not white? How could that rich woman be interested in him?"

"I don't understand either. Are women nowadays blind?"

"You can't say that. Even though he's not white, he's handsome!

Tall, big and strong, this is what rich women like nowadays.

And didn’t he say that? He’s a successful person.”

“Successful people are just flattering themselves.

If I could just get together with a rich woman who drives a Lamborghini, I'd be a successful person too."

“…”

Several people were talking back and forth, sounding indignant, but upon closer inspection it was all sour.

Fu Song naturally didn't know this.

Tang Keke dragged him to five specialty stores and finally bought two sets of clothes that satisfied Tang Keke.

Fu Song looked at himself in the mirror and couldn't help complaining: "Is this it? It feels worse than my Shuilan Home!"

Tang Keke didn't bother to pay attention to him and turned to walk into the Jubao Building opposite.

Fu Song asked in confusion: "What are we doing here?"

Like Fu Song's Yupanzhai, Jubaolou sells antiques and jewelry.

Of course, this place is different from Panjiayuan where you have a chance to find a bargain. The things inside have all been authenticated by experts and are basically genuine.

As a colleague, Fu Song naturally would not be interested.

Tang Keke looked at him: "If I'm not mistaken, you didn't prepare a birthday present for my grandma, right?"

Fu Song: "What do you mean? Are you questioning my emotional intelligence?"

Although it's a bit strange for me to attend your grandmother's birthday party, I must prepare a gift!"

Tang Keke: "What gift?"

Fu Song chuckled and took out a gift box and an envelope: "There is 200 yuan in the envelope, and the gift box is confidential. You will know when your grandma opens it.

Hey, what are you doing?

But Tang Keke snatched the gift box and opened it directly.

Inside was a music box with two crystal dolls on it, which looked quite exquisite.

Fu Song said proudly: "Not bad, right? Here are the music keys, press them."

Tang Keke pressed the button, and the song started to sound instantly:

"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you..."

She pressed it again:

"Amen, there's an oriole in front of me..."

Press again:

"Let's row our oars and push the boat through the waves..."

Then Tang Keke threw the music box directly into the trash can.

Fu Song was stunned: "Hey, what are you doing?"

Tang Keke looked at him helplessly: "You don't really want to fool my grandma with this kind of junk, do you?"

Fu Song glared: "What do you mean by fooling around? I spent more than fifty yuan when I bought it.

There were some in the store for 20 or 30 yuan, but I didn’t think they were high-end enough so I passed on the items.”

Tang Keke held her forehead with her hand and said, "Brother, you are my boyfriend now, so the gift you gave me is a gift from me.

You don't mind being embarrassed, but could you please not take me with you?

Also, put away your 200 yuan.

If you dare show up at my grandmother's birthday party, I will never let you go."

Fu Song was helpless: "I can't give this, I can't give that, what do you want me to give?"

Tang Keke turned and looked at the Jubaolou counter. A middle-aged fat man smiled and said, "Ms. Tang, you're here."

Then he took out a box and said, "Your bracelet is ready. Please check it."

Tang Keke took it and opened it, only to see a pair of jade bracelets in the box.

It is as red as fire and as fierce as flames, which makes people dizzy and fascinated.

Fu Song was shocked: "Is this made of that piece of Chinese red jade?"

A pair of Chinese red jadeite bracelets: 41.5 million. [This pair is the only one of its kind in the world.]

He carefully picked it up and looked at it.

The Chinese red bracelet is completely different from ordinary jade bracelets not only in color but also in workmanship.

A fire phoenix is ​​carved on its surface.

The phoenix is ​​lifelike, with lively eyes, as if it has come alive.

Fu Song couldn't help but admire that the master who carved the bracelet was definitely a big shot on the same level as his third uncle.

Even if he is not as good as Fu Ziming, he is not much worse.

Tang Keke smiled and said, "Of course, apart from your Chinese Red, there is no other jadeite like this in the world.

Give it to my grandmother tomorrow as a birthday present."

Fu Song: "I give it to you? It's not appropriate, right? This is the gift you prepared for your grandma."

Tang Keke: "If I didn't have that piece of imperial green jade worth 1.2 billion, I would definitely give it to grandma personally.

But now I prefer to give something I cut myself.”

"Okay then!" Fu Song carefully put away the wooden box.

This is a treasure worth 40 million yuan, and the key is that there is only one pair, so there can't be any mistakes.

At this moment, a voice sounded at the door: "Dr. Fang, what are you looking for?

My family's Jubaolou has everything from the Xia, Shang, and Zhou dynasties to the Three Kingdoms, Jin, and Northern and Southern Dynasties, from the Sui, Tang, and Five Dynasties to the Liao, Song, Xia, Jin, Yuan, Ming, and Qing dynasties. "There's ceramics, jade, brushes, inkstones, paper, bamboo, wood, ivory, horns, bracelets, and walnuts..."

Fu Song turned his head and saw a man in his twenties talking to a young woman.

The moment he saw the young woman, Fu Song couldn't help but be stunned.

He felt that the other person looked familiar.

While Fu Song was looking at the two of them, they also looked over at the same time.

The man was stunned when he saw Tang Keke, and the woman's expression suddenly became extremely strange when she saw Fu Song.

"Ms. Tang, you're here?" the man greeted with a smile, then looked at Fu Song, "Who is this?"

Tang Keke introduced: "This is Shi Yongwen, the young master of Jubaolou, and this is Fu Song, my boyfriend."

Shi Yongwen's eyes widened instantly, and he said in disbelief, "What? Your boyfriend? When did you get a boyfriend?"

Tang Keke frowned: "Why? Is it not possible?"

"That's not the case, it's just a little unexpected." Shi Yongwen said, looking at Fu Song with eyes full of jealousy.