When the night entered the Hang Seng Yongai Jewelry Store, there were not many customers inside. He immediately received special "care" from the clerk. Two clerks with white gloves followed him step by step.

"Sir, what do you need?" the male clerk asked first.

Ye Se answered casually: "Look."

The male clerk lost interest and stepped aside and stopped following.

The female clerk behind continued to follow and asked gently: "Sir, do you need a ring? Earring? Necklace? Or a full set? I can introduce you to the latest, most distinctive, and most popular with the lady."

Her eyesight is very sloppy.

The eyes of Ye Se are not erratic, with warm expectation; the clothes are low-key but steady and generous; the manners are neither slow nor fast, with tempting determination.

Most of these men are good men who can save their own box of cigarettes, bottles of wine, and meals for love.

"I want a special necklace, do I have it?" Ye Se's love for jewelry, just like his character, likes the freshness and elegance of the lotus that is untainted by mud.

"Yes, please come with me here." The female clerk pointed her finger to the other side: "Then is a counter specially set up by our store owner. After he returned from studying in Dongyang, he was specially designed for customers who advocate personality and trendy. No matter what your ideas or needs, our store will try to satisfy you."

Dongyang? Ye Se's heart moved.

Whether it is true or not, it is worth his sight.

The counter that the female clerk called the boss specially opened is not really a counter in the traditional sense, but a large greenhouse similar to a greenhouse behind a whole piece of glass.

Although the female clerk introduced the boss to be influenced by Eastern culture, it would be better to say that he is more cunning as a businessman, a vassal of a cultural person and a purely manly aesthetic.

In the expensive greenhouse, red roses bloom passionately. Even the smooth glass that cannot stand through the rubbed flies, the hearts of men and women will be impacted by the beautiful roses, and the "bang bang" sounds like a salute.

"Sir, don't think that this flower house is expensive, but our jewelry is divided into three prices: high, medium and low, so you can choose from." The female clerk gave the customer a reassurance first.

Don’t be afraid. If you step into the flower room bravely, you will never lose face, and you will never let your butt come without any help.

The female clerk's words are very touching to the man's heart.

The night smiled happily, and the depression just now disappeared with the emergence of this Hang Seng Yongai Jewelry Store.

Your own life, your own home, and your own wife are equally important.

"Who is the owner of this store? The style is good." Ye Se sincerely praised.

"The Fourth Young Master of Zhang Family in Nanjing." The female clerk proudly answered.

"He is studying in the East?" Ye Se heard this for the first time.

"Yes, Young Master Zhang is studying in Dongyang, otherwise how could our store be arranged like this?" The female clerk pushed open the glass door of the greenhouse and waited for the night to enter.

Ye Se asked with a chuckle: "Do you have any branches in your store?"

The female clerk replied excitedly: "Some, there are two other companies, Hang Seng's true love and Hang Seng's true love, on Sky Creep Street and Yongyi Street respectively."

In her heart, studying in Dongyang, the two branches will feel trust and pride in this gentleman's heart. When he gives jewelry to women, he is very proud.

Ye Se walked in, sat on the sofa, and suddenly asked, "Does True Love Store introduce the boss to study in the United States, and the True Love Store will say that the boss is studying in the United Kingdom, right?"

The female clerk was embarrassed. How did he know? He went all out? He asked?

This is not a big chance.

"Sir, please." Another clerk brought a cup of coffee, which temporarily relieved the embarrassment in the warm-up room.

Ye Se shook his hand and said, "You don't have to mind. I was just talking and I'm playing around with you. Take your necklace for me to see."

In fact, the female clerk's boast has somewhat alleviated his melancholy.

"Okay, please wait." The female clerk relaxed, trotted to the wall, took a large picture album from a group of fully glass transparent cabinets, and delivered it to Ye Se.

"Sir, please look at the picture album first. We have too many styles here. I will bring you which one you like." The girl bent her waist, pleased her, and said humbly.

She didn't dare to do it again in front of the night.

The night is flipping through the album, and it does have the smell of Zhang Peifeng.

Beautiful but not vulgar, and extravagant is not vulgar.

He went to perform, but it was not in vain. Many styles of jewelry were transformed by traditional shapes and were unique.

He went abroad to study, but it was not in vain. The style and business methods of the store tended to be westernized.

Night opened casually, pointed to a phonetic notation and English letters and asked, "What does this mean?"

"This model can be customized specifically, using the first phonetic notation or English symbol of the lady or husband's name, or other symbols with special significance, such as boudoir name or character, full of affection." The female clerk's explanation is very professional, and it seems that the Zhangjia Jewelry Store has a good education in this regard.

"Where is this?" Turning another page, Ye Se asked, pointing at a pendant that couldn't see anything.

The female clerk replied infatuatedly: "This model was designed by the boss himself. He said that women today are no longer women who are hiding in the boudoir and illiterate. They can have their own preferences and can dance guns and sticks. This is a sword that changes or something."

The female clerk forgot what Zhang Peifeng said.

"Deformed?" night color prompt.

"Yes, these two words." The female clerk smiled shyly and looked at the night in admiration.

This gentleman looks comparable to the boss, tough, elegant, and knowledgeable. He understands what the boss understands.

If only he likes him.

The female clerk began to have a random thought.

Ye Se continued to look through the album. When he was counting down the pages, he saw a necklace that was exactly the same as Xiao Linxi, and even the numbers on it were the same.

"Where is this?" he continued to ask.

"The digital one usually represents important times such as birthday, date of getting to know each other, wedding day, etc.." The female clerk said several answers in one breath.

"What does this mean?" Ye Se pointed to the one on the album and asked persistently.

"I really know that although the designer is not from Yongai Store, he is,"

The female clerk's word "yes" just turned into a weak voice of "ah".

A bloody gun hole appeared on her temple.

The entire glass penetrated by the bullets made a big hole.

After the night was alert to identify the direction where the bullet was shot, a kite turned over, flipped over the backrest of the sofa, and hid in a safe place.

The moment he flipped over the back of the sofa, he saw a solid figure running forward on the sidewalk on the street, hanging down on the side of the glass window holding a gun.

The man wore leather shoes with black leather and brown soles.

The death of the female clerk happened bizarrely and briefly. After all the dust fell to the ground, screams continued to be heard from the store.

Soon, a team of policemen came with live ammunition, and Li Jiapeng was the first to appear in front of Yese.

The two met again shortly after apart, but the location and identity of each other were very interesting. One was the party involved, and the other was the case handler who arrived at the scene nearby.

"What's going on?" Li Jiapeng asked.

"I don't know, after the gunshot, the man died." The male clerk who was following the night scene at the beginning was the first to answer.

At the same time, a policeman who didn't know Ye Se stood in front of him and began to interrogate with great might: "Name, age, occupation, what are you doing here?"

Ye Se sat on the sofa again, looked down on her face, and continued to drink the cup of cold coffee just now without saying a word.

"Why are you asking, don't be so arrogant and answer honestly," the police terrified.

"Bang!" He was slapped in the face.

"Who is working on labor and capital? I'm impatient?" The police looked for people everywhere.

"Bang!" The second slap in the face again.

This time, he saw clearly that it was Li Jiapeng.

"Inspector, why?" the policeman covered his face and asked aggrievedly.

Li Jiapeng glared at him and quickly apologized to Yese: "I'm sorry, Deputy Director Ye, my subordinates are blind, please include it."

Ye Se put down his coffee cup, raised his hand and pointed at the policeman who taught him a lesson and asked, "What's your name?"

His voice was low and terrifying, with murderous intent.

The policeman stammered: "I, I, I, I, I, I, I,"

I stuttered for a long time and didn't say the whole name.

Li Jiapeng pushed him, pushed him behind him, and intercepted Ye Se's words: "Deputy Director Ye, what is wrong with my brothers is mine, I apologize for him."

Ye Se raised his legs and crossed his fingers, put them on them, pondered for a moment, nodded: "I have the courage to count, I won't make things difficult for your brother."

Li Jiapeng turned his head and ordered: "Why don't you thank Deputy Director Ye quickly."

"Deputy Director Xie Ye doesn't remember the villain's past, so Deputy Director Xie Ye is magnanimous." After the policeman said that, he hurriedly left the jewelry store and hid on the side of the road to avoid the limelight.

In the broken greenhouse, only Yese and Li Jiapeng were left, and the others were all scared away by the smoky weather of the night.

"What the hell is going on?" Li Jiapeng asked after no one was there.

"I just found a clue here about Xiaolinxi necklace. The female clerk was shot dead when she knew about it. I saw the gunman who looked like Xiaolinsu's back, and the RB man who took me and Zhang Peifeng to the scene of the San16th tragedy." The night color explained the situation.

"His characteristics?"

"He is honest, not tall, with a Northeast accent, wearing black leather shoes and a brown base."
To be continued...