"Definitely, Young Master Rong is really sensible, and I hope you will take care of it more in the future. [Full text reading. Yao Zhi was polite to Rong Jincheng.

"The family doesn't talk to each other, I'm not a very good person, maybe Mrs. Han has also heard that I used to love fun. I just hope that it is not too late to meet Rourou now. ”

"Young people, who hasn't loved to play." Yao Zhi said, "I heard my husband say that Young Master Rong has a good temper and a good personality, which is very rare. ”

"Praise and praise." Rong Jincheng said modestly, "I'm embarrassed to praise it, I'll go buy something later and see Mr. Han." ”

"You don't have to break the bank, just let people come. Yurou heard that she was on a business trip, but she didn't know if she came back. ”

"When I came back, I arranged a place for her to stay, which was fine. You don't have to worry about her, I will take care of her, Mrs. Han, you just take care of Mr. Han. ”

"Yes, yes."

Rong Jincheng chatted with Yao Zhi for a while.

Rong Jincheng has always had a sweet mouth, and he is very good at being a person, so Yao Zhi, who coaxed him, likes him very much.

Hung up the phone, Rong Jincheng sighed twice.

He knew that he had good skin and could easily make people happy.

But after hanging up the phone, a layer of frosty indifference brewed in his eyes, condensing into ice.

I don't know how long it took, but a small servant ran in.

"Young master, a guest is coming."

"Take him to the collection room for a while, and I'll be right there."

"Okay."

Rong Jincheng stood up, he knew that it was Meng Shen who came.

He straightened his clothes and hair, and when he was sure that he was handsome, he walked out confidently.

The collection room of Jinyuan is simple and elegant, with a lot of ancient books and cultural toys, and the four walls are full of famous calligraphy and paintings.

On the table was a bouquet of flowers flown in from the Netherlands, which became the only living life in the collection room.

Rong Jincheng doesn't understand literary play, and buying these is nothing more than a façade.

After all, he found that this is what rich people do.

I don't have a few collections at home, and I'm embarrassed to say that I have money.

Also, it feels cool to buy things, especially when you spend a lot of money.

Anyway, it's his Lao Tzu's money that is spent, and if he doesn't spend it in vain, he can't take it away when he dies.

For example, Shen Zhou's painting in the collection room, although he couldn't see the reason, he was stunned at the auction, and spent 30 million to snatch love from others.

30 million hanging on the wall, it's really beautiful.

Rong Jincheng is quite satisfied with his collection room.

Thinking about it, Rong Jincheng walked to the collection room.

The maid was beckoning Meng Shen to tea.

Meng Shen had seen Rong Jincheng at some red wine parties before, and he was not a stranger.

In his impression, Rong Jincheng is the focus of attention everywhere he goes, and he is very attractive to bees and butterflies.

However, Meng Shen has never been interested in these second ancestors, and he has not paid attention to them.

Unexpectedly, one day, he would still deal with a second ancestor.

"Hello Mr. Meng." Rong Jincheng stretched out his hand.

Meng Shen politely shook his hand: "Okay." ”

"What does Mr. Meng think of my collection room? I'll give it to Mr. Meng if you like anything. ”

"I'm not very interested in that." Meng Shen said bluntly.

"That's a pity, Mr. Meng is in a high position in Qiao's family, it stands to reason that he should be corrupt, ah no, he has made a lot of money, and buying some collections can show a unique taste."

"According to Rong Shao's statement, Rong Shao's taste should be elegant and noble, but I didn't see it."