He pulled out a chair for Song Shengsheng to sit down, took two bottles of soda water from the assistant beside him, and handed them to Song Shengsheng and Jiang Yiyu respectively: "It's hot, drink some water first."
Jiang Yiyu handed the bottle he had unscrewed to Song Shengsheng. Song Shengsheng took a sip and put the bottle on the table: "Are all the things I want ready?"
"It's all ready. I've already asked them to get it. This time, I have some good stuff!"
"What?"
"This jade is the size of a pigeon egg. It's of such high quality. I'll make it into a ring or pendant. It'll be very impressive to wear. I'll design it well and give it to your mother as a birthday gift. She'll be so happy."
"Where's the thing? Bring it here so I can see it."
"The neighbors are watching. I'll ask them to bring it over later."
Jiang Yiyu listened to Song Shengsheng and Feng Han chatting. He supported his head with his hands, occasionally smiling and agreeing with them. After waiting for about ten minutes, two staff members knocked on the door and came in holding two boxes. They carefully placed the boxes in front of them and opened them.
Song Shengsheng took a closer look at the jewelry in the box, and finally picked out a simple, thin bracelet. She picked it up and looked at it, then took Jiang Yiyu's hand and put it on his wrist, fiddling with it and gesturing: "This is quite nice."
"Like it?" Jiang Yiyu asked.
Song Shengsheng smiled and nodded.
Seeing this, Feng Han hurriedly introduced her to several items of similar style. Song Shengsheng took Jiang Yiyu's hand and slowly gestured, and finally came to the conclusion that they all looked good.
Feng Han said, "Then buy them all. I'll give you a 15% discount as a token of friendship. How about that?"
Song Shengsheng looked at him and smiled: "You are good at sales." She picked out a few bracelets, necklaces and brooches, and pointed to the bracelet that was already on Jiang Yiyu's wrist: "Please pack these for me."
"Okay, I'll listen to you, Miss." Feng Han told his assistant to pack.
Jiang Yiyu took out his wallet from his pocket, took out the card and handed it to Feng Han.
Feng Han took it and said with a smile: "Oh, it turns out that Emperor Jiang paid for all the consumption today!" He gave Song Shengsheng a look with pretended anger: "If I had known this, I would have recommended a few more pieces to you."
Song Shengsheng lowered her head and used her fingertips to fiddle with the thin chain on Jiang Yiyu's wrist: "We are one family. What's the difference between how he spends money and how I spend money?"
As they were talking, a staff member knocked on the door and told Feng Han that the guest next door wanted to see him. Feng Han handed Jiang Yiyu's card to the staff member beside him, then stood up and said, "I'll excuse myself for a moment. I'll go next door and take a look. You can try on other jewelry."
After Feng Han left, Song Shengsheng asked all the staff to leave.
She picked up a ruby ring, put it on her hand, and shook it towards Jiang Yiyu: "Does it look good?"
"Usually, the gem is too big, and there are too many small diamonds embedded around it, which makes it a bit cumbersome." Song Shengsheng took off the ring and held it up to the light: "I think this will be the style that mother likes."
"Then buy it for mom."
Song Shengsheng shook her head: "My brother gave her a better jadeite last month. It would be a bit embarrassing for me to give her this one. I want to take a look at the jadeite first."
"All right." Jiang Yiyu took a sip of water and said, "How do you know this Feng Han?"
"He was originally a friend of Su Bei's, and we got to know each other through introductions. Don't be fooled by his harsh words and somewhat pretentious personality, but he is a very nice person, generous and talented. I think in time, he will become a very famous designer."
"Very good." Jiang Yiyu slowly tightened the bottle cap: "I want to go to the bathroom."
"I'll push you."
"OK."
Song Shengsheng stood up and pushed Jiang Yiyu out the door. When passing by the reception room next door, she deliberately pointed at the painting on the other side of the wall to try to distract Jiang Yiyu's attention. However, she was on guard against everything, but she did not expect that Mrs. Jiang in the reception room would look out and happen to see Jiang Yiyu.
Not long after they passed the reception room, they heard Mrs. Jiang shout in surprise, "Yi Yu!"
Song Shengsheng's whole body stiffened. She looked down at Jiang Yiyu and saw that he slowly frowned.
Song Shengsheng wanted to pretend he didn't hear and continued pushing him forward, but Mrs. Jiang trotted over, looked at Jiang Yiyu and said with a feigned affability, "Yiyu, long time no see. Now that you're back in Beijing, why don't you go home first? Your father and brother are really missing you."
Jiang Yiyu smiled and said, "Missing me? I haven't seen you for a few months. Zhao Rong, you've become more and more humorous. If I were to ask who in this world wants me to disappear the most, you would definitely be the first one. However, your ability to joke around pleases Jiang Yuan the most."
The smile on Zhao Rong's face froze, but she had some experience after all, and in an instant her expression returned to her usual composure.
She looked at Song Shengsheng: "Miss Song! I've heard about you and Yi Yu's good relationship for a long time. It's a pity that we didn't get to meet each other last time we visited you. Wait for you and Yi Yu to come home together in a few days, and I'll ask Auntie to cook for you."
Song Shengsheng smiled politely: "I have always been picky about food and can't get used to other people's food."
She stepped forward and tried to grab Song Shengsheng's arm, but Song Shengsheng dodged her: "Aunt Zhao, I don't like being touched by strangers either."
"How can I be a stranger? Regardless of the fact that I'm Yi Yu's mother, we've met more than once. Have you forgotten that you and Madam Song greeted me at the dinner two years ago?"
Song Shengsheng pushed Jiang Yiyu to the other side and hid. "I've greeted so many people. If we were considered friends after just a few words, then the threshold of my Song family would have been trampled down long ago. One more thing, I have to remind you. You are only fourteen years older than my husband. Regardless of age or family background, you cannot be his mother."
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