Chapter 187 The Prodigal Son's Daughter 13
Qiao Ling'er took Zhang Xiaojia to a high-end beauty salon and directly applied for a two-year full-service VIP card.
She then took Zhang Xiaojia to a five-star hotel and bought a three-year buffet card so that she could enjoy delicious food at any time.
When Qiao Ling'er was about to take Zhang Xiaojia to buy clothes, Zhang Xiaojia refused to take another step forward.
Zhang Xiaojia looked at Qiao Ling'er helplessly and said speechlessly, "Xiao Ling'er, don't push your luck! Fifty thousand a month is already a lot. My monthly food, drink, and entertainment costs less than ten thousand."
Qiao Linger rolled her eyes at her, pouted, and said coquettishly, "Aunt Chen bought you all your clothes, cosmetics, bags, and shoes. You also eat at home. Aside from the hairpin, you barely spend any money. And your brother's car is yours. I just want to buy you some clothes, a few pairs of glasses, and a few watches."
Zhang Xiaojia pulled a bank card from her bag, but before she could react, Qiao Ling'er quickly snatched the card away. She hugged Zhang Xiaojia tightly and said excitedly, "Little Jiazi, you're so kind! My brother just gave me a card with a monthly limit of 100,000 yuan, and every month I feel so poor. What's the limit on this card?"
Zhang Xiaojia replied expressionlessly, "Fifty thousand."
Qiao Ling'er's face fell. Zhang Xiaojia thought for a moment and jokingly said, "Have you opened a card for yourself? Remember to withdraw all the money we give you every month and deposit it into your own card. That way, even if we cancel your card, you won't be left without food all of a sudden. Are you interested in finding a job?"
Qiao Ling'er lowered her head in frustration and said, "What can I do? I majored in fine arts in college, but I don't have any artistic talent at all. I'm afraid I'll be as ambitious as my aunt."
Zhang Xiaojia took out her phone and pushed her uncle's assistant's number to her. "This is my uncle's assistant's number. If you ask my uncle out, maybe he can give you a job. Didn't you want to be an actor since you were a kid? My uncle runs an entertainment company."
Qiao Ling'er's eyes lit up, then dimmed again.
Zhang Xiaojia stood up and said coldly, "I'm going back to see my boyfriend. I'll be in Haicheng these days. Don't call me unless it's something important."
Qiao Ling'er immediately looked at her pitifully and said, "How about a marriage between our two families? Your brother has broken up anyway."
Zhang Xiaojia looked at her seriously and said coldly, "Xiao Ling'er, our family doesn't have marriage arrangements. If you still like my brother, you have to find a way yourself. When you were twenty, I asked my eldest brother out for you, and he also had dinner with you. I don't know what you talked about, but he came back and told me that he treated you like a neighbor's little sister and had no sexual interest in you. I told you that too."
Qiao Ling'er asked in confusion, "Why are you so nice to your eldest brother's ex-girlfriend? She's obviously a brother-obsessed person herself, and yet she still asks Brother Ke..."
Zhang Xiaojia said sternly, "Qiao Ling'er, shut up. After all, she is my eldest brother's ex-girlfriend. Insulting her is insulting my eldest brother. If my eldest brother likes her and she treats me well, I will give her enough respect in public. Do you understand? It's not for anything else, it's just because I respect my eldest brother." She softened her tone and said softly, "Xiao Ling'er, as a girl from a wealthy family, you have two paths. The first is to listen to the advice of the elders and arrange marriage; the second is to rely on your own abilities. Didn't we know this principle since childhood?"
Qiao Ling'er stood up and left angrily.
Zhang Xiaojia shook her head and smiled. In her previous life, Qiao Ling'er had chosen an arranged marriage. She didn't know whether her marriage was happy, but extravagance and waste were inevitable. Her children also inherited the family business. Just as she said, she couldn't endure hardship and couldn't live a life of firewood, rice, oil and salt.
When I returned to He Fei's office, I saw He Fei holding a meeting regarding the peak wedding period of the year. After all, he runs a furniture factory.
Zhang Xiaojia took out the inkstone and looked at the wood edging carefully. After trying for a long time, Xiaoai couldn't bear it anymore and directly gave him a schematic diagram of the wood and the mortise and tenon structure. He disassembled the wooden strips according to the diagram and saw that the inkstone with wooden edging had words on it. When he looked at the back, it was a Duan inkstone made by Mr. Wu in the Qing Dynasty.
Who would have thought? When she first got it, she thought it was deliberately rimmed with wood strips, or perhaps made from scraps of pearwood. She remembered a Qing Dynasty Duan inkstone owned by Mr. Wu, whose writing on the back and sides wasn't quite as clear, fetching 4.8 million yuan at auction. This one was from Mr. Wu's youth, when he was still a poor kid. The historical value of this inkstone must be higher than its physical value.
Zhang Xiaojia took a picture of the original appearance with her mobile phone and showed it to her father
Seeing her father reply immediately, he said that this Duan inkstone is only 200 yuan at most and the quality is too poor.
Zhang Xiaojia filmed another video, opened the box, and took a 360-degree video of the words on the back and side of Mr. Wu and the plum blossom carving on the side, and sent it to his father.
Seeing the phone ringing, Zhang Xiaojia picked up the phone and heard her father's excited voice, "Daughter, this inkstone belongs to Mr. Wu from the Qing Dynasty. How much is it?"
Zhang Xiaojia said proudly, "I bought it for 500 yuan. I'm going to auction it to Uncle Qiao."
Zhang Jiabao yelled, "No~~ I want it, my daughter! New Year's Day is coming soon, give it to Dad!"
Zhang Xiaojia thought for a moment and said, "I just bought a Ming Dynasty 'golden hairpin inlaid with jade flowers, rubies, and double beads' for 4.9 million yuan. This inkstone can just help cover the cost. We can't afford to owe any more money, and the dividends won't come until the end of February. How much money do you have now?"
Zhang Jiabao looked at the money in his phone, which was 850,000 yuan. His daughter had canceled their credit cards and any pre-purchased apps. He said sadly, "Daughter, I'll give you 800,000 yuan first. Please don't buy it, okay~"
Zhang Xiaojia looked at her own money, including the money she used to buy Tang Yin's paintings. Her eldest brother gave her 10 million yuan, saying that her uncle had used the money to start an entertainment company, and the entertainment company would be hers in the future. She gave her father 3 million yuan, so why was there only 600,000 yuan left now?
"Dad, I only have over 600,000 yuan. Where did you spend the money?"
Zhang Jiabao looked at his collection and said, "I bought a Yuan/Ming Dynasty gold and green landscape painting for 1.6 million. Last time there was a Su Dongpo wood and rock painting at auction, my brother didn't give me any money."
Zhang Xiaojia's heart skipped a beat when she heard this, as she knew the transaction was for 463.6 million yuan.
There was a painting by Su Dongpo in her father's study, so she tentatively said, "Dad, give me the painting by Su Dongpo in your study, and I will give you Mr. Wu's Duan inkstone."
Zhang Jiabao took a deep breath. The price difference was a hundred times. Only his daughter would dare to say such a thing. He thought for a moment and said, "What do you want Mr. Dongpo's calligraphy and paintings for?"
Zhang Xiaojia said as a matter of course, "Put it in my room!"
"Put it in my study. The painting will be yours, and the inkstone will be mine. How about that? Your room can't hold this painting."
"make a deal"
"When will you give me the inkstone?"
"I'm in Haicheng. I'll probably be back in a few days and bring it back to you."
Zhang Jiabao thought for a moment and said, "I'll ask Old Wu to come get it. Your eldest brother said you have a boyfriend in Haicheng, and your uncle said you can have a boyfriend and get married, but you must sign a prenuptial agreement."
Zhang Xiaojia nodded and said, "Okay, I know what to do. Don't worry! He Fei is an orphan, and we agreed that he will live with me. All future children can just have the same surname."
Zhang Jiabao nodded and said, "Well, you should tell him that after you get married, your father-in-law will also live with you."
Zhang Xiaojia said cheerfully, "Of course, if I didn't take you with me, the things in the study wouldn't belong to me anymore."
When Zhang Xiaojia heard the door open, she hung up the phone and saw Zhou Hongyu walk in led by his secretary.
Zhang Xiaojia looked at him and said lazily, "Brother Hongyu, isn't the boss very busy? Look at my brother and He Fei. They have been busy since morning. Why are you so idle?"
Zhou Hongyu said calmly, "What are you doing with so many men? You're not surprised at all by me."
Zhang Xiaojia: "You look a bit like He Fei. He Fei told me that he seemed to have seen you when he was a child, but he couldn't be sure. Your fiancée is so good, she actually dared to use my people as pawns. I don't want this sister-in-law."
Zhou Hongyu paused, then said with a smile, "It's just an arranged marriage. If you're not satisfied, cancel it. I still have the final say in the Zhou family."
The Xiao Ai in her mind directly gave her the report on the Zhou family. Zhang Xiaojia guessed that Xiao Ai had independent consciousness and decided to chat with it in the evening.
Zhou Hongyu continued, "Jia Jia, what kind of family banquet do you think we can have to let people know that the Zhou family has found the second son, and let people know that He Fei is my younger brother."
"Hold a large-scale charity event to help more children return home."
Zhang Xiaojia knew what her future path would be. She had no burden in this life, and she wanted to do something meritorious.
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