As she spoke, the cold and beautiful lady took out a stack of booklets and handed them to her.
Li Rongrong took the booklet and flipped through it.
The things that she can appreciate are naturally related to antiques and cultural relics.
I have done this kind of part-time job before.
"International Cultural Exhibition? When are we going?"
The beautiful woman took a sip of tea, subconsciously wiped off the lip marks, and uttered two words lightly: "The day after tomorrow."
“Time is so tight!”
The beautiful woman took out a card from her bosom and placed it on the table. "I think you should be completely free. Right?"
"After all... the undisturbed natural scenery in the scenic area is still very nice."
Isn’t it just that business is bad and there are not many people?
...
...
That's putting it too mildly.
"I'll think about it. After all, I'm going abroad."
Li Rongrong doesn't want to go abroad.
The money has just been received, and the scenic spot needs to find ways to operate as it is preparing for poor business.
As for Daqin, she couldn't take such a big mirror away with her.
But the beautiful lady before him seemed certain that she would go.
She took the bank card off the table and replaced it with a business card.
"Here is my contact information. If you have thought about it, just contact me. By the way, it would be best if it is before tomorrow night."
After saying that, she raised her hand to tidy up her long, gold-curled hair, then stood up and left.
Halfway through the walk, he turned back and smiled, "Oh, by the way, my name is Wei Xi."
Looking at her leaving back, Li Rongrong now remembered why she looked familiar.
She had previously gone to a foreign cultural relics exhibition with her teacher, where she met Wei Xi.
At that time, the teacher chatted with Wei Xi mysteriously for a few words and then left.
Li Rongrong took out the business card given by Wei Xi and played with it in her hand. "Five million, it's enough to buy another batch of rice for Daqin."
"I don't know who this Wei Xi is. Is he trying to test me?"
The last time she took out the Jade Dragon Holy Grail, it spread among the big guys for several days.
Wei Xi had just bought the jade cup and then he asked her to do something for him, which made it difficult for her not to doubt Wei Xi's intentions.
Just as she was guessing, she suddenly received a call from Mr. Yang.
"Hey, teacher..."
Elder Yang's voice came from the phone, "There is an international cultural exhibition recently. If you have nothing to do, you can go and have a look. You don't socialize with people of your own age very often. You should communicate more with young girls..."
"Well, teacher, I understand..."
After hanging up the phone, I was even more confused.
Mr. Yang hinted to her on the phone that she should be on good terms with Wei Xi.
But who exactly is this Wei Xi?
Was he testing her? Or was he testing why she could take out the jade cup?
My thoughts are in a mess, so I just stop thinking about it.
Li Rongrong walked to the mirror and planned to continue studying it.
There was nothing at hand, so she picked up the pillow on the sofa and pushed it forward, but was stopped by the mirror.
The mirror appears to be just a normal mirror.
After trying several times, the mirror seemed to be broken and there was no movement.
She was too lazy to continue, so she threw the pillow away, collapsed on the sofa, and stared at the ceiling in a daze.
What is going on in Daqin?
She was really not used to not being able to contact Fusu suddenly!
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At this moment, in the Qin military camp that she had been thinking about, the soldiers who had eaten their fill were training vigorously.
They brandished their weapons and shouted loudly, shaking the earth, as if to shock the entire northern border.
Amidst the hustle and bustle, Meng Tian and Prince Fusu were riding their horses slowly forward, glancing around.
Meng Tian was dressed in a black robe, had a resolute face and eyes as sharp as an eagle.
Prince Fusu was dressed in white with a white sachet embroidered with a hibiscus tree hanging around his waist.
He looks elegant and graceful, but if you look closely, you can see that he is a little absent-minded.
Prince Fusu and Meng Tian walked side by side, followed by several personal guards, forming a unique landscape.
"You have worked really hard these days, young master."
Meng Tian looked at the well-organized military camp and nodded with satisfaction.
Fusu's eyes swept across the sachet around his waist, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and a smile flashed across his face.
"Thank you for your courtesy, General. Fusu is the military supervisor, so it is only natural for him to help you."
"By the way, is there still no news from the deputy general?"
Meng Tian frowned and said in a heavy tone: "At first, a message was sent saying that there were many Yuezhi people in the surrounding villages, and the deputy general and his men were stationed nearby, but later no news was received."
"Is the deputy general in danger?"
Meng Tian was silent for a moment, then said, "I hope that's not the case... maybe there's just a communication problem."
After pondering for a moment, Meng Tian decided to send someone to check the situation just in case.
"How about this, let Zhang Han take someone to take a look, I'm afraid something has happened."
Prince Fusu volunteered, "I will go with Zhang Han as well."
After saying that, he and Zhang Han immediately led a group of people and headed towards the nearby villages.
However, before they had walked far, they saw a Qin soldier, covered in wounds and dying, lying in front of them.
"This seems to be the person brought by the deputy general." someone said in surprise.
Prince Fusu hurried forward to check.
He ordered his soldiers, "Quick, bring the man back to the camp and ask the witch doctor to treat him!"
The soldiers quickly took the wounded back to the camp.
After emergency treatment, the Qin soldier finally woke up.
He suddenly opened his eyes and shouted anxiously, "Oh no! The deputy general is trapped at the foot of Yinshan Mountain and surrounded by the Yuezhi people's formation!"
"Our horses are foaming at the mouth and falling to the ground. We can't break out at all. And many of us have been infected with the seven-day wind..." The soldier said these words with difficulty and then fainted again.
Upon hearing the news, Zhang Han was extremely anxious. He immediately asked Meng Tian, "Let me lead people to rescue the deputy general."
Meng Tian nodded in agreement, "Well, take the medicine given by the immortal with you, and be careful."
"General Meng, Fusu will also go with you."
Unexpectedly, Meng Tian rejected his proposal and said, "Sir, please stay in the military camp. Many things cannot be done without you."
Thinking of the treasure mirror that had been silent for the past few days, he had no choice but to compromise.
After inspecting the military camp, Prince Fusu returned to his house.
There is still nothing in front of the magic mirror. Could something have happened to the immortal like the deputy general?
Thinking of this, Prince Fusu stood up, walked to the bed, and took out a wooden box from the bed.
The box contains the notes that were previously sent to the immortal.
He took out a pen and paper and wrote: Today, General Meng said that Fusu did a good job in managing the military camp affairs. Fusu was very happy.
When he wrote about happiness, he drew a simple smiley face next to it.
【Happy】JPG.
This is something I learned from the immortals. There are always a few hand-drawn emoticons on the papers that the immortals send down.
Over time, he learned it.
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