The water on the green roots ticked down, and thunderclouds flowed all over his face.
Lei Yunqi's whole person was stunned, and it took several seconds before he raised his hand and took the Luluo sticking firmly on his face.
He squeezed Luluo with one hand and half-raised it stiffly. His face was soaked in the smelly water of Luluo. He was about to cry: "Master, what about beating people or not?"
"You still have a face?!" Sha Rong grabbed a document beside him, rolled it into a tube, and greeted him on Lei Yunqi's face.
Nie Changhuan took two steps aside in silence, but the leader of Lei Yunqi grabbed her: "Junior sister, help me!"
Lei Yunqi shrank behind Nie Changhuan and screamed.
Sha Rong chased Nie Changhuan twice, tired and angry, and finally just squinted at Leiyunqi with his hips akimbo.
Lei Yunqi took the opportunity to rush to the bathroom, he felt like he was stinking to death!
Nie Changhuan went through the news on the Internet again, and comforted Sha Rong: "Master, did our former customers make a lot of noise?"
"After all, they are all people with heads and faces. They will not take the opportunity to make trouble or ask for compensation like the helpless market, but after this incident, we will be stinky in the circle next, and it is estimated that no one will buy our paintings again. ."
"Nobody buys, no one buys!" Lei Yunqi walked over with long legs while wiping the water stains on his face with a tissue.
When Sha Rong saw him, he couldn't help turning around to find something, but Lei Yunqi rushed over and hugged Sha Rong directly: "Master calmed down! I did this for a reason!"
"You still have a reason, don't you?! There is a reason, right?! I today..."
"Master, I do it all for the sake of the younger sister!! You believe me!"
Sha Rong paused, looking at Lei Yunqi, and then at Nie Changhuan, whose head was lowered.
Lei Yunqi hurriedly pressed Sha Rong's shoulder and patted him on the back to help him smoothly, and then told Sha Rong the jokes that the bosses made to Nie Changhuan at that dinner.
At the end Leiyunqi said: "Master, we were forced to do it before, but now we are no longer the kind of time when we can't even open the pot. You can let me go everywhere carrying the reputation and social status that should belong to the younger sister. I can’t do it for being sought after by others. It’s not fair to the little sister! All this belongs to the little sister, and we should have given it back to her long ago!”
At the beginning of Leiyunqi, he was still smiling hippie, and the more he talked about it, the more excited he became, and his eyes became red.
Sha Rong and Nie Changhuan both looked at him, Lei Yunqi turned their heads, a little embarrassed inexplicably.
After a long time, Sha Rong asked Nie Changhuan: "Changhuan, what do you say?"
Lei Yunqi rushed: "Master, don't ask her, you don't know her, you pretend to be cold, but for people close to you, her heart is softer than cotton!"
Sha Rong was slightly startled, a look of guilt appeared on his face, and then he sighed heavily.
When the incident happened suddenly, Lei Yunqi was still reasonable now, and after the trouble, Sha Rong also felt that it really shouldn't just let Nie Changhuan be a painting tool as before, and he fell silent for a while.
He looked at Nie Changhuan several times, hesitant to speak.
Nie Changhuan whispered to him "Master" when he looked over again.
Sha Rong moved a little uncomfortably, indicating that he had heard it.
Nie Changhuan said: “You don’t have to blame yourself for this matter. I chose this model at the beginning. I was willing to do it. And I need and care more about money than my reputation and social status. Every time I sell a painting, you don’t all. Did you give me most of the money? That's enough for me, and it's also something I should be grateful for."
Nie Changhuan’s words were true and sincere, but Lei Yunqi sneered: “Even if you sell paintings in your name, you still should get the most, and the money for selling paintings doesn’t need to be distributed to me, sometimes even Master No one is qualified to get a piece of the pie."
"..." Nie Changhuan.
"..." Sha Rong: Although this bastard said very reasonable, I still feel very shameless and even want to get fat and beat him up!
Lei Yunqi also knew that his truth was not suitable for the current situation, so he coughed: "Oh, why don't we think about what we should do next? How to solve this situation?"
As soon as he spoke, Sha Rong couldn't help but beat him again.
Lei Yunqi hurriedly said, "Isn’t Master worried that no one will want our paintings next? Then I will ask my dad to buy ten and twenty paintings to hang in the company, and then give one to all relatives and friends. Zhang!"
"..." Nie Changhuan.
Sha Rong didn’t want to talk nonsense with him at all, but Lei Yunqi’s words made him think of an inconclusive solution: “I don’t know if you still remember that there is a painter in the traditional Chinese painting circle, whose surname is Chang. Yes, I remember it was Chang Qing?"
Lei Yunqi looked dazed, and after searching the memory in his memory, he asked uncertainly: "Chang Qing? Is he always looking for his father?"
Lei Yunqi had never heard of Chang Qing, but he was very familiar with Chang Xun!
Chang Xun is now in his thirties. He overturned his car in public only the year before last because of a few boats. Now his reputation in the circle of celebrities is completely stinking.
There is a cousin in Lei Yunqi who originally thought of trying hard to marry Chang Xun who is like a dog, but now he only says "Bah" when he mentions it!
Lei Yunqi asked: "But Master, why are you mentioning him suddenly?"
Sha Rong didn't want to talk to him, and was still angry that he was good at making opinions.
When Lei Yunqi mentioned Chang Xun, Nie Changhuan frowned, and asked Sha Rong with some uncertainty: "Chang Qing loves to collect ancient paintings, and he also likes to collect some paintings that he thinks are good, and he is not limited to it. Collecting Chinese paintings, as long as they are really good, he is willing to pay. So Master, are you trying to find a way to get Chang Qing to buy our paintings?"
As long as Chang Qing is willing to buy Nie Changhuan's paintings in this outlet, those who love Nie Changhuan's paintings for arty will be shaken and even follow suit.
In this way, not only Sha Rong's business will not be affected, but Nie Changhuan's reputation will also be greatly increased.
Sha Rong nodded.
Lei Yunqi also clapped his hands: "Master is Master!"
Sha Rong glanced at him faintly: "Okay, then I will leave it to you to persuade Chang Qing."
"Okay, no problem." Lei Yunqi was full of confidence.
Sha Rong looked at Lei Yunqi hesitantly, but said nothing in the end, intending to let him suffer a bit.
Nie Changhuan sighed in silence and said, "He probably won't help us."
Sha Rong and Lei Yunqi turned to look at her at the same time.
Nie Changhuan lowered his eyes and spoke quite plainly about what happened at the banquet more than six years ago.
She still clearly remembers that at that time, Fu Xingye pierced the fragments of the wine bottle directly into the back of Chang Xun's hand, which was shocking.
Lei Yunqi and Sha Rong were dumbfounded, and Lei Yunqi even felt a faint pain in the back of his hand, and the pain made his fingers tremble a little.
Although he doesn't mix with the whale city circle very much, he has heard of Fu Xingye's name. Long ago he knew that he was the kind of person who is not afraid of death or trouble in life, but he did not expect that he could directly paint Chinese painting for this reason. The only son of the master fighter did it, and he was still cruel.
I don't know if Chang Xun's hand left any sequelae. If it really affects the painting, it will be a deadlock, let alone go to the door to ask for help.
Nie Changhuan was the person who witnessed the incident at the time, so after talking about these past events, he looked at Sha Rong: "Master, maybe we can think of other ways."
Sha Rong shook his head and smiled bitterly: "It's not that there is no other way, but it is more difficult to implement than this. In other words, you need to start over. But how long does it take to recover from the beginning, or whether there is any color after all? ."
There is one more thing Sha Rong didn’t say, that is, it doesn’t matter if Leiyunqi has a rich family background, but he still has so many people to support, and Nie Changhuan also needs to raise a house and children. Difficult to sustain.
When the office fell into silence again, Lei Yunqi screamed: "What if Changqing, the old prime minister, can hold a boat in his belly? Don't be pessimistic, I'll give it a try first!"
The three people present, if anyone is more likely to see Chang Qing, it is indeed only a thundercloud stage. After all, in this circle, everyone has to give the Lei family a little bit of face, even the Chang family.
However, Nie Changhuan's thoughts were not lightened by Lei Yunqi's optimism. The two walked out of Sha Rong's office side by side to the elevator entrance. Nie Changhuan absently pressed the elevator and stood there silently.
Lei Yunqi turned his head and glanced at her, and said casually: "Although your face is very beautiful, but Junior Sister, let's look a little more open about everything. There is no such thing as a perfect road, even this time. The old man Qing is not willing to help us, we must have other ways out!"
After he finished speaking, it happened that the elevator came, so Nie Changhuan ignored him and went straight into the elevator.
Lei Yunqi scratched his hair and followed in.
When the elevator went down, Nie Changhuan remembered something, and said to Lei Yunqi: "If the other party is unwilling, you should retreat in time. Don't be stalked by dignity, let alone tear your face with others."
It is still a euphemism, Nie Changhuan is afraid that when the time comes, the other party will say something to stimulate the Leiyunqi, and the fist of the Leiyunqi will not be able to control it.
Furthermore, Nie Changhuan didn't want this senior Lei Yunqi to be humbled just to beg for help. The previous boss was right. Those of them who are engaged in art have an indispensable integrity.
During the thundercloud period, it is natural to say again and again.
That night, Lei Yunqi stole an ancient painting from his father’s collection from his home, and went to a customer to buy back the painting that Nie Changhuan had painted before, which caused a lot of abuse, and asked the driver to take him there. Chang Qing's mansion on the mountainside.
As a master of traditional Chinese painting, Chang Qing's courtyard has also been built into the form of a Suzhou garden, which is completely different from other modern mansions nearby.
So Lei Yunqi was standing in front of the Chang's gate, looking at the two tall wooden doors and the tall white walls on the left and right, there was no way to peek inside.
He stopped at the door for a long time, and no one came to ask. He had to get out of the car and knocked on the door with the brass ring as shown in the TV series. After knocking for a long time, there was a sudden sound of the machine next to him. He was taken aback. A question came from inside: "Who are you looking for?"
"Look for Mr. Changqing!" Lei Yunqi thought for a while, then added, "I am the Lei Yunqi of the Lei family, and my dad is..."
"Excuse me, Mr. Chang is not here, please come back."
After finishing speaking, it was obvious that I heard a slap and broke.
"..." Lei Yunqi opened his mouth, held back the angry words, and then whispered softly to the machine, "I'm in a hurry to find Master Chang. It doesn't matter if he isn't there, I'll just stand here and wait for him. But you guys. It would be better if I could go in and wait."
However, no one paid attention to him.
It was already dark, and the thundercloud stage was also sexually stricken. If he said he had to wait, he really stood at the door and waited alive.
It was not until the next morning that Chang Qing got up for morning exercises, and heard from the servant that Lei Yunqi was still standing outside the door, and made a call to Lei Yunqi's house. Lei Yunqi's mother personally came and took the people back.
Fu Xingye sat in the car, watching Lei Mu force Lei Yunqi into the car with tears and tears, and watching the car driving Lei Yunqi away quickly from his side, he lowered his eyes and took it. With a cigarette in his mouth, I took a lighter and lit it again, and after two puffs, it was extinguished in the ashtray on the car.
There are already more than a dozen cigarette butts in the ashtray. Fu Xingye spent the night here, is he about to smoke a cigarette
He originally thought that if Lei Yunqi could go in, he would be able to negotiate.
But now...
He bent down and got out of the car, slammed into the door, stood beside the car and looked at the door of Chang's house for a few seconds before stepping forward.
He knocked on the door, and then told the people inside that he was going to see Chang Qing. The people inside thought he was in another thundercloud period and were about to decline. As a result, Fu Xingye added: "Six years ago, I destroyed Chang Qing. Looking for the hand of Young Master Xun, I don’t know what happened to Young Master Chang Xun now."
There was silence on the other end, but soon a servant came and opened the door for him, looking at him with extremely complicated eyes.
Fu Xingye only didn't see it, followed the servant through the courtyard, and finally stopped in front of a small pond.
Chang Qing, dressed in a plain Tang suit, was standing in front of the small pond, holding a pile of fish food in her hands with age spots.
His hair and beard were all white, and he looked a little fairy-like and dignified.
The servant walked up to Chang Qing, whispered something to him, Chang Qing nodded, and the servant retired.
Fu Xingye stood there and didn’t move. Chang Qing slowly sprinkled the plate of fish food in his hand into the pond, watching the fish in the pond chase me and squeeze for the fish food, without turning around, and said lightly. : "Mr. Fu, rare guest."
"Don't dare." Fu Xingye didn't go around the corner, "I'm here today, I want to ask you for help."
Chang Qing turned around and stared at him suddenly, her eyes sharp.
After a second or two, he said with a sullen face: "I thought that Mr. Fu came over today, but he finally figured out that he wants to come over and apologize to Xun'er."
"It's not impossible to apologize if you need it."
Chang Qing was taken aback, and then snorted: "I can't be the master, you have to ask Xun'er what you mean!"
"Then please lead Mr. Chang to lead the way. I will ask Mr. Chang Xun what he meant." Fu Xingye still looked indifferent and his tone was not rushed.
Chang Qing stared at him again, then turned and beckoned to a servant standing in the distance, asking her to ask Chang Xun to come over.
Chang Xun was still in the bed, and when he was called by the servant, he was already angry, but when he saw Fu Xingye, the fire suddenly ran away.
He has never suffered or been injured in his generation, so the incident that Fu Xingye pierced his palm with a beer bottle was already a nightmare. So the moment he saw Fu Xingye, he instinctively took two steps back.
Chang Qing squinted at him.
Chang Xun immediately became sober, and reacted, today's Fu Xingye is no longer the Fu Xingye who prevented him from moving or daring to move.
He gathered his nightgown, laughed and licked his lips: "Oh, isn't this the former president of Dacheng Group? Why do you have time to come to our Chang's house today?"
Fu Xingye stared at his hand and saw that the back of his hand had faint traces of trauma.
He said: "I was arrogant about what happened six years ago. I'm sorry you often find the son, but also please a lot of adults, don't..."
"Wait...Wait!" Although Chang Xun knew that he was now down, he still didn't expect Fu Xingye to have such a humble side in front of others!
After adapting to this for several seconds, he asked Chang Qing suspiciously, "Dad, does this kid beg us for something?"
Chang Qing remained silent.
Chang Xun turned his attention to Fu Xingye.
Fu Xingye looked at Chang Xun's eyes: "I want to ask Mr. Chang to buy a painting."
Chang Xun turned his mind and immediately reacted: "Oh, this matter!"
After a pause, he looked at Fu Xingye with a teasing gaze: "Unexpectedly, you are so depressed and so dedicated! Okay, I promised you this for my father, but before that, you have to Pass my level first."
"Chang Gongzi, please speak."
Chang Xun grinned, his eyes filled with malicious and revengeful light: "Well, since ancient times Han Xin could be humiliated by sex, then today you will..."
"Xun'er, don't mess around!" Chang Qing, who had been standing by and silent, stopped.
Fu Xingye is now in despair, but the foundation of his Fu family and his reputation is still there. Who knows his sunshine scene? Furthermore, the Fu family brothers' internal fighting is between their brothers. If Fu Xingye really learns Han Xin, then not only Fu Xingye will be humiliated, but the entire Fu family will be humiliated, and the rest of the Fu family will not give up because of their face!
Chang Xun is also very personal. How could he not understand what his father meant. He ooped impatiently and said, "Dad, don't worry! I won't really let him drill my crotch! Just what he is now Looks like, is it comparable to Han Xin? He is not worthy!"
Chang Xun raised the hand that was pierced by Fu Xingye and looked at it again and again. Finally he raised his eyes and stared at Fu Xingye one by one and said: "Let’s do this, you kneel down on me, and bang three more heads, each one said. I'm sorry, I let my dad buy Nie Changhuan's paintings. Not only that, I also asked my dad to send a message to the circle that he is optimistic about Nie Changhuan, how about it?"
As a man, Chang Xun felt that it was absolutely impossible for Fu Xingye to do this for the so-called future of a woman. He said this to disgust Fu Xingye and ridiculed him by the way.