That evening, when Qianmai and Nan Weiwei crossed the crossroads, Liu Feipeng akimbo his hips, with a black face of Rosha stuck in the door of "Lovely You" early.
From a distance, Qian Mai looked at it carelessly, and immediately bowed his head with a guilty conscience. The yellow light in front had already started to flicker, but she was holding on to Nan Weiwei, who was struggling like flying, and the tortoise swiftly counted the zebra lines one by one, wishing that the time would freeze.
Just now, when she handled the company affairs and returned home, Nan Weiwei immediately dragged her to describe the play route planned by the family of three. But before going to play, I hope to meet Liu Feipeng who is also in Huayang. If time permits, it is the best thing for the three to travel together.
Latent Wheat agrees. Taking advantage of Nan Weiwei's phone call, she found an excuse to close the doors and windows and check the water, electricity and gas before leaving home, and hid in Room 601 opposite. And the first time the two ended the call, they dialed Liu Feipeng's cell phone.
It just so happened that Liu Feipeng was resting this afternoon and was explaining ear knowledge to the staff at "Lovely You". Qianmai's intention to call is very simple. He gave a brief introduction to Nan Weiwei's recent situation, so as not to know him, Da Chi Chi's mention of marriage makes Nan Weiwei sad and embarrassed.
Liu Feipeng was shocked to hear about the marriage, except for surprise, it was anger. But gradually, he became silent, only occasionally humming a few times, and finally there was a dead silence in the microphone.
Even though he couldn't see it, Qianmai could clearly feel that he was so angry that he wanted to kill/desire/hope at the moment, but he was silent. If it weren't for the call time on the phone screen to increase every second, she would have thought that the other side The person has hung up.
Just as Qianmai was about to break the silence first, Liu Feipeng's gruff voice came through the microphone coldly: "Qianmai, you have been hiding from me, who do you think of me?..."
Then, the phone clicked and hung up, without giving people a chance to explain every minute.
Qianmai was stunned, and then dialed after he recovered, but no one answered. At the moment, I couldn't help but smile. Liu Feipeng, a loyal and traitor who doesn't argue about right and wrong, doesn't curse and avenge the unscrupulous man. Why should he be angry with her? She was at most a crime of not knowing and not reporting it. Is it necessary to whistle like this to treat class enemies
But in my heart, latent wheat is still timid. She is not afraid of others talking to her, nor is she afraid of being ridiculed by others, but she is only afraid of the cold war, especially the "frozen" cold war between relatives and friends. Her fragile psychological quality really can't stand the kind of weird and grueling psychological warfare. What's more, this is the first time that Liu Feipeng has turned her face and sneer, and he feels embarrassed, and he can't help but become more timid.
Qianmai slowly walked onto the sidewalk. In front of him, Nan Weiwei excitedly threw forward and hugged Liu Feipeng. The big red embrace of the handsome and beautiful women immediately attracted countless turning heads. Even the drivers who drove looked back and looked forward to the further development of the street plot. It's just that a certain silly woman still didn't know it, she still buried her head in the handsome guy's broad chest in a daze.
Sure enough, I have stayed abroad, so open enough! Enough!
Liu Feipeng completely ignored the gaze of passers-by. Like his brother, he patted Nan Weiwei, who was gentle and well-behaved like a cat in his arms, and said sincerely: "Welcome home, Princess Weiwei!"
"Hehe..." Nan Weiwei bent her eyebrows happily when she felt the familiar and unique aura on Liu Feipeng's body. This is a sense of peace of mind with warmth in purity and lingering in plainness. The long-lasting friendship is commendable, and the closeness of the heart to the heart is even more unforgettable. And how lucky she is to have the friendship of two people in the world at the same time. This time, she came back in despair. They didn't ask about it from side to side, there was no sympathy with tears, and there was no enlightenment by quoting scriptures, and some were just as plain and natural as before.
"Yeah, it's great to go home! There are money for nothing, the food delivered to your lips, and the warm and free hugs of the big handsome guy..."
"It's a great honor to be able to hug Princess Weiwei like this." Liu Feipeng took the stubbornly naturally, then slowly loosened his arms and looked at Nan Weiwei from head to toe.
Latent wheat that has been completely ignored from beginning to end. At this time, slowly walking over from the sidewalk, looking at the two "Qing Qing, I,", and forgetting "her" friends in front of me, I had to bite the bullet and walk over and pretend to be warm: "People come and go, go in and talk."
But the answer was a cold snort from Liu Feipeng's nose.
"Then you talk slowly, I'll go in first." It's really kind to be regarded as donkey liver and lungs. If you don't follow it, let's continue doing free performances on the street. Seeing that persuasion was ineffective, Latent Wheat shrank his neck and retired actively. What's all this? I didn't do anything wrong, so why should I be treated like this
"What's the matter with you two?" Nan Weiwei asked strangely as she watched the curious interaction between the two of you.
"It's nothing. She has done something bad and is now sweating with a guilty heart. I will give her some ginseng and astragalus supplements later..." Liu Feipeng's gentle voice was passed over without any urgency, not light or heavy, and it just happened to let her Qian Mai, who stepped into the door with his forefoot, heard it.
"Oh? What bad thing did she do?" Nan Weiwei was curious, her apricot eyes blinked and smiled. But before Liu Feipeng could answer, she immediately said mysteriously: "But it's a pity that Mai now has a'big backing'. We can't just use her for surgery in the future. Otherwise, we will be chased by Peng Chen. kill… "
After all, she still didn't know how to finish, she also made a wiping motion of her neck playfully.
Liu Feipeng saw it but smiled silently, staring at the slender shadow in front of him, slowly disappearing at the foot of the stairs. During the National Day, she was depressed and impatient, looking like a lost lamb. Now he is well, his face is ruddy, his eyes are flowing, and he has become a lively crayfish. Presumably developing well with Peng Chen, right? Years of long-cherished wish is once fulfilled, how extravagant it is in the kingdom of love, I should be happy for them.
"Hey, why didn't you respond?... I'm not the only one who doesn't know their annihilation?" Looking at Liu Feipeng's calm and open face, Nan Weiwei's gossiping face was full of disappointment. Thinking of this possibility, Fen Fist clenched tightly, very mad.
"Why do you have such a big nerve!" Liu Feipeng gently rubbed her long hair, and changed the subject with a smile: "Take you in and have a look. Wheat's storefront is beautifully decorated."
Indeed, as soon as the decoration of "Lovely You" was finished, many passersby were "spike".
The design style combining Chinese and Western is not exaggerated but very warm. The large, bright floor-to-ceiling windows let in the bright sunshine, allowing the hall to enjoy sunbathing, and let everything inside uncovered in front of the world. The color of the floor tiles is very special, and the sofa with light green pattern is also very eye-catching. The antique TV background wall is like a sculpture in a martial arts movie. "The Charm of Moon Lake" is breathtaking.
There is no traditional reception desk in the lobby, but an ordinary glass round table covered with elegant tablecloths and a small pot of vibrant golden bamboo. The chairs of the same color are neatly surrounded in a circle. They don't look like providing consulting services, but more like ordinary homework in a home atmosphere.
Slowly walked into the faculty and staff office next door, and the breath of blue like the ocean pounced on his face. The blue and white sofas, simple and soft curtains, and light and natural marine life decorations bring the freshness and brightness of the sea to the office. If it were not for the writing desks and computer equipment lined up by the window, you would think this was just an ordinary lounge.
Climbing up the stairs, upstairs is a completely different world. The same large floor-to-ceiling windows provide an unobstructed view of the beautiful scenery of Yuehu Lake outside the window, which can greatly satisfy the curiosity of children. The difference is that in addition to the main pure white, each studio also has pink, bright yellow, deep purple, emerald green and other colors, which are like colorful candies spread on ice cream, making the space more sweet and elegant.
As the final decoration of the landscaping, "Lovely You" chose a variety of potted plants and paintings. Let the vivid life and the paintings with strong artistic sense meet here, so that the pure and beautiful space is multiplied by a different kind of vivid beauty.
Latent Wheat Coarse browsed around and was quite satisfied with the overall decoration effect. He pushed open the management room on the top floor. Inside, Chen Mo, Wang Zhigao, Sun Hongmei and his wife were discussing the next opening.
Seeing Qianmai who was swaying and swaying as if strolling in a vegetable market, all three of them were taken aback, and then they smiled.
"Oh, do you still remember how the road goes here?" Sun Hongmei spared no effort to ridicule, without stopping, and in a short time, he offered a cup of jasmine tea.
"Hehe, is it necessary to harm me like this?" Qianmai smiled faintly. He took out the signed and approved document report from the bag and handed it to Chen Mo, and explained to him a little bit: "I'm very busy these days. I will trouble you to take care of things here."
Chen Mo nodded, and stepped aside to read the reply.
Sun Hongmei saw the sample of the internal magazine clipped in the document report sharply, her eyes brightened suddenly, and she leaned over and asked in a low voice: "How about? The internal magazine I compiled...isn't it okay?"
Qianmai glanced at her amusedly, and silently made a mouth shape: "I'll clean up you later."
Sun Hongmei was taken aback for a moment in disbelief, standing on the side with a gloomy look, accusing her eyes as if she was going to stare out a hole in Latent Wheat's head. Seeing his wife deflated, Wang Zhigao only turned up his mouth with endurance.
Chen Mo quickly read the approval. Then he took a big hand, took the notebook and pen, and spoke for months: "Miss Qian,'Lovely You' will open soon, please tell me your instructions and opinions."
There was an inhalation sound in the management room. Qian Mai thought and knew with his toes that this was the humorous effect of Chen Molei's death.
"I don't dare to ask for instructions. However, I do need you to do something." Given that Nan Weiwei was waiting downstairs, Qianmai decided to go straight to the point.
"Please speak." Chen Mo was holding a pen in his hand, and the pupils were attentively taking notes. Wang Zhigao and his wife were dumbfounded. If they hadn't had a close friendship and a deep understanding with Qianmai, they would have thought that this girl had been angry at a big company and would come to poison employees to relieve their anger.
"It's good for'Lovely You' to open quietly. Everything is done step by step. No special activities are required. The logo of the organization uses the third set of patterns that children choose the most."
It was a simple children's drawing. Under the blue sky and white clouds, the happy little boys and girls squinted their eyes happily, sitting in the orange-red hydrogen balloon gondola, floating in the air, pointing at everything under their feet, talking and laughing. . As an institution logo, this pattern is not concise and clear, but what does it matter, as long as the children like it.
Qian Mai raised her eyebrows disapprovingly. As long as the children like it, she is willing to be an ideal hydrogen balloon for them to fly, and at least lead them to a higher and more beautiful scenery to a certain extent.
"Yes, I'll make it right away."
"Since the institution has just been established, everyone is crossing the river by groping for stones, and I only picked 12 for the first batch of students. Next, you will formally inform them by letter, so that parents can pick up and drop off on the way, and prepare for winter vacation training. Food and lodging matters."
"it is good."
"The average age of these 12 students is 10 years old, and they all have a little art skill. Among them, 8 are congenital deafness patients, and 4 are deaf due to drug poisoning. These 4 students will speak simple words. In addition to providing art training, we will continue. Arrange hearing tests immediately, follow the doctor’s advice, and provide them with hearing aids. Medical records are translated into English, posted on the Internet in duplicate, and delivered to major hospitals. For children who may be cured, I will not Give up any gleam of hope."
Qian Maimai spoke lightly, but heard the three people in awe, and even Sun Hongmei, who had just listened casually, became serious.
"Our level of translation is limited, let alone medical terminology. We must turn to professional translators."
"It doesn't matter, you can just give me the medical records at that time." Qianmai Weiqi, the level of the "turtle" at home is much better than Huayang's translator.
"In addition, you should also contact the professionals of the Auditory and Language Rehabilitation Center. Huayang can not get it, so please go to the other place to ask. No matter how much it costs, you will dig one for me. Retreat 10,000 steps, or temporary contract. "
"People usually say'ten deaf and nine dumb'. In fact, I think the real situation is'ten deaf and nine dumb'. But in reality, children often become depressed after encountering dislike, discrimination and cold reception. , Close the doors and windows of the soul, and completely give up the opportunity to speak in a silent world. These 4 students who can speak have brought me infinite hope. I hope that under their lead, they will be entertaining and entertaining. The other eight children also spoke."
"Yes, I will definitely fulfill your wish." Chen Mo spoke sonorously as if swearing.
Latent Wheat takes a sip of the fragrant jasmine tea to conceal the excitement in the heart. She felt more and more sentimental, this Chen Mo was simple and neat, doing everything in an orderly manner, as if God had specially sent her to assist her.
"One last thing, please."
"Please speak."
"I decided to give a gift to the other 46 unsuccessful children. The specific thing is the "most wanted thing" that they filled in the registration form. I can't be satisfied except for the "money". Everything else Send as they wish."
"It costs a lot of money, right?" Wang Zhigao took a stack of registration forms on the table and looked through it carefully.
Children want all kinds of things, including pearl necklaces, SpongeBob Squarepants, Ultraman, books, clothes, TV sets, and one child wants a computer.
"It's okay, I can afford the money."
In fact, Qian Mai knows very well that this is not a kind of compensation for himself. It is undeniable that in her previous life, she also had the dream of "pies falling from the sky", loves "pies", and even more loved the luck and favor that God chose her among thousands of people. Imagining the surprise and excitement when the children opened the door to receive the gifts, she felt very happy, as if she had given gifts to herself in her previous life.
"Miss Qian, please rest assured, I will deliver the gifts to the children as soon as possible."
"Then... Let's come over to help this weekend. These children are scattered in different villages, and some places are not even accessible by cars. The staff must be too busy." Wang Zhigao volunteered.
"Okay, you divide your work and work together and arrange your own time. When you give gifts, you must pay attention to your words and deeds. Some children are very sensitive." Qianmai urged, Chen Mo also readily agreed.
After explaining a series of things, Qian Mai was thinking about getting up and going down to see Nan Weiwei, is it impatient to wait. When his bare hand touched the doorknob, Chen Mo suddenly remembered something, and stopped her again in a hurry.
"Miss Qian, I received a letter from you today. I have opened it without authorization, but you still need to decide on the content of the letter." Then, Chen Mo took out an ordinary envelope from the desk drawer and handed it to her. .
"Oh, let me take a look." It is the right that Qianmai gave Chen Mo to read all the letters sent to the organization. Even if it is a private letter, she doesn't shy away from it, she looks like it in front of everyone.
Just glanced at the signature in the lower right corner, she happily snorted to Wang Zhigao and Sun Hongmei: "Letter from Teacher Tan Xiangyang."
"Really?" The couple said in unison, and then couldn't wait to squeeze over to read the letter.
It turned out that Tan Xiangyang was very pleased after seeing the report of "Lovely You" in the "Huayang Daily". In a small chat, I talked about the current situation of Qianmai with relatives who are in the porcelain business. Unintentionally, I learned from relatives that there is a deaf-mute little geek who is good at New Year paintings in M Village. He is 11 years old this year. New Year's picture doll for painting.
Tan Xiangyang attached a photo with the letter. The lines of the New Year picture dolls on the porcelain are a little blurry, and the artist's skills cannot be seen, but it cannot be denied that the white and fat New Year picture dolls are very cute and cute. In any case, the four people in the office are very surprised that an 11-year-old uneducated deaf-mute child in the mountains can draw such a realistic New Year picture doll.
"This kid is indeed talented, but it is very difficult to fund it because they live in a different county and the place is very remote." Chen Mo said in one sentence: "I checked, Village M, located at the border of Longquan and Q County. It’s high mountains where cars can’t reach it so far. From Huayang, it takes six hours to take a bus, and then it takes more than an hour to climb the mountain road. It takes at least 16 hours to go back and forth."
Qianmai looked at the photo and considered it carefully. Tan Xiangyang has always been a cautious person. He must know these things, but he still sent a letter, presumably he has his own opinions. He said: "I happen to be free these days, so I might as well take a trip to Village M tomorrow. By the way, I also went to see Teacher Tan. He was transferred back to Longquan. I haven't visited him yet."
As soon as the words were spoken, Qian Mai was ready to be beaten, and she didn't know how Nan Weiwei would clean her up. It's good now, without Peng Chen taking great pains to stop him, all those big cities have worshipped her.
"It's a pity, we have classes tomorrow. Otherwise, I will go to see Teacher Tan with you." Sun Hongmei said regretfully.
The four discussed a few daily issues in detail, and then Chen Mo went out to do errands first.
Seeing that there were no outsiders in the management room, Sun Hongmei couldn't wait to squeeze in to shake Mai's arm: "Quickly! What did you mean? Is there something wrong with the internal journal?"
Qianmai didn't answer, the old god was drinking tea on the ground, and he was dying of thirst after saying such a lot of words. Finally, after half a cup of tea, she smiled and said to Wang Zhigao: "You go and buy her some cleansing pills, I'm afraid to say it, she will get mad when she waits."
Wang Zhigao laughed lightly, not taking it seriously. Sun Hongmei said in a heartache, "Really...Is it that bad? This month, I have been busy until the early hours of the morning. There are no ten drafts, but seven or eight changes."
"From then on, before you compile the internal journal, give me a specific content plan. You don't have to do it and then invalidate it all..."
"What are you talking about?" Before Latent Wheat was finished, Sun Hongmei leaped up from her chair, heartbroken as blood, and her little index finger pointed at her tremblingly: "All... Do... Useless?"
The last two words are simply whimpering. No one will be better off if the results of my hard work are vetoed by others. Besides, it is Sun Hongmei. Although she studied educational psychology in college, she has always liked reading and writing very much. At any rate, she also published several articles about dried tofu in the school newspaper. Now that she has been dismissed as worthless by a "broken tailor", can she make it
Even though Sun Hongmei was calm, Wang Zhigao was still calm in the end.
"Really... I have to...rework again?" Wang Zhigao asked carefully, for fear of accidentally hurting his wife's broken glass heart again.
"Yeah." Qianmai nodded undoubtedly, but in all business matters, she has always been simply and neatly: "I have helped her correct the "Inception Ci". The articles in the other columns must be rewritten... Sun Hongmei's writing is nothing, but the problem is that Her condemnation is too esoteric, and the content she writes is general and has no practical significance..."
For the sake of classmates and fellow villagers, Qian Mai said his words slightly more rounded.
But it’s hard for an angry person to listen. No, Sun Hongmei burned her ears and took a picture of the internal magazine on the table. Following Chen Mo’s appearance, she grabbed a piece of white paper and picked up a ballpoint pen in her hand. Press the switch to "click" and "click": "Tailor, if you don't tell me one, two or three today, you can't even think about going out..."
Sun Hongmei's voice is obviously sweet, but she has to say some threatening words like a big sister, no matter how she hears it, it is full of thunder. Qian Mai was so stunned by thunder that he laughed unkindly, and didn't put her threat in his ears at all. Even Wang Zhigao quietly flashed behind the computer, pursing his lips and chuckles.
In fact, Sun Hongmei is also well aware of her lack of confidence. Just now, she had a quick look at Qianmai's revised "Initiation Ci". I have to say that this girl is cruel and cruel. The red pen in her hand seems to be the scissors that she keeps in her hand all day long. She lifts the knife and drops it, chuckling to the end, killing silk when encountering silk, killing silk when encountering silk, which is more than a thousand words. The "Initiation Ci" was cut and revised so that only 300 words remained. Moreover, the writing style is strong, there is something to say, and it is easy to read, which makes people immediately admire and admire.
"Say it!" Sun Hongmei blushed and urged fiercely.
Taking a sip of the scented tea again, Qianmai, as she wished, said concisely and authentically: "I only have two requirements for the internal journal."
"First, the text should be as concise and concise as possible. For the content of the 8th and 4th editions, I hope that the total text should not add up to 4,000 words. Our internal magazine mainly circulates and serves young deaf-mute children, especially in rural areas Deaf and dumb children. Their level of cultural knowledge is generally lower than that of normal children. They don’t understand or want to read long-form newspapers. You can’t compare them with children in urban schools..."
Hearing this, Sun Hongmei's face turned redder, but she immediately asked humbly: "Then what should I do, just braille, there will be a lot of blank spaces?"
"It's very simple, fill it with calligraphy, painting and photos." Qianmai said without thinking. Wang Zhigao listened and nodded in agreement.
"What about the second one?" The red tide on her face gradually faded, and Sun Hongmei became more serious. Once it is determined that Latent Wheat is not picking the bones in the egg for no reason, she can accept all opinions with an open mind.
"Second, please try to move closer to reality as much as possible."
"I'm already very realistic." Sun Hongmei couldn't help defending herself: "In "Celebrity Idol", I introduced the deeds of the famous American deaf female writer Helen Keller to children; in "Healthy World", I told parents and children Some medicines and foods that are beneficial to hearing restoration are introduced."
Qian Mai gave a serious answer to Sun Hongmei's statement.
"Before talking about Helen Keller, I think you should take a closer look at the registration form filled out by the children. In the column of'my idol/favorite person', most of the children fill in their parents, In addition to relatives and friends, the most frequent character is "Little Swallow", and "Han Zhu Ge Ge" has been broadcast for six or seven years. This largely shows that children absorb external information. Their abilities are very limited. They don’t know Wang Wei, Qian Zhongshu, let alone Helen Keller, who is unable to hit the edge by eight strokes. I even doubt if they know that there is a profession called'writer' in the world."
"As for the articles in "Healthy World", do you extract them from books and online?"
Sun Hongmei's face turned red again, and she nodded invisibly.
"Before consulting a professional doctor for argumentation, our internal journals absolutely do not allow hearsay medical knowledge." Speaking of this, the voice of Hatent Wheat suddenly became severe: "You must not underestimate the parents and children. Doctors and bystanders will never understand the pain and despair caused by deafness. In addition, most of the rural parents have low cultural knowledge and some superstitions. Under the pain and despair, you just tell them Lime Bibimbap can cure deafness, and they will believe that it is true."
"I know, I will pay attention to it in the future." Sun Hongmei replied like a mosquito.
At this time, Wang Zhigao, who had been quietly listening, peeked out from behind the computer screen and asked: "Mai, there are no deaf-mute relatives in your family. How can you know so clearly? My mother... I've been dumb for so many years. You don’t know much yet."
"Haha, if I don't make enough effort, how can I just throw money and start'Lovely You"." Qianmai smiled and changed the subject, tactfully said to Wang Zhigao: "Sun Hongmei just came out of society, some things were not well considered, you have Time to mention her a little bit by the side."
Wang Zhigao responded, and then asked the most important question for his wife: "Then what do you hope to do in the internal magazine?"
"I am a very realistic person, you should know. Before talking about ideals, I hope that the children can be independent and full of food."
To Wang Zhigao and his wife, Qian Mai has never shy away from saying: "I hope you can take time to interview some of Huayang's local adult deaf-mute people who are engaged in technical work, write down their ups and downs, and record them in the form of pictures. Down, maybe it will give the children some inspiration, and let them realize the difficulty of life and the necessity of hard work."
"You can also collect some free public resource information. Deaf-mute children generally have poor family conditions, and they spend a lot of money on medical treatment alone. The usual pocket money is definitely very small, but we can teach them to be reasonable. To use public resources, not everything you need to spend money to buy back can be enjoyed. Like libraries, museums, root carving exhibitions, celadon exhibitions... As long as they are willing and abide by certain disciplines, they can enjoy free resources like ordinary people. ."
"In addition, shopping for deaf-mute people usually can only be done in supermarkets with clearly marked prices. In this way, their choices will be very narrow. Sometimes they see things they like on the street, and they see fresh favorite dishes in the market because they can’t hear them. , I dare not ask for a bargain, usually I can only give it up. What makes people feel chilling is that deaf and mute people who come across shopping, some shopkeepers will not treat everyone equally, but will quietly report the price. Therefore, deaf and mute people with poor living ability It’s not surprising to buy back things that are one and two times more expensive than others. Over time, you will get bored, afraid, and stay at home and refuse to go out."
"Children’s shopping opportunities are relatively rare. Let’s do more introductions of items related to their study and life, mainly to establish their price concept from an early age, expand their horizons and knowledge, so that they will not be at a loss when entering the consumer place. I don’t even know I’ve been slaughtered."
"But, it's difficult to write an internal journal like this..." Sun Hongmei scribbled down several pages of white paper, and finally said with a dissatisfied mouth: "Latent wheat, your money is really hard to make."
The matter was almost talked about, Qian Mai looked lazy, leaning on the back of the sofa leisurely said: "If it is not difficult, can I do everything possible to invite your husband and wife? The kind of work that I copy and paste from the Internet is my primary school My cousin can do it."
Sun Hongmei choked, blushing, and simply asked a few more questions. The three of them talked for a while, and saw that the setting sun had completely sunk, they got up and locked the door and went downstairs.
In the lobby on the first floor, Liu Feipeng and Nan Weiwei are together with the reception lady, greeting several middle-aged women. Seeing Qianmai coming downstairs, they all sighed lightly.
"Wheat, come here soon." A few feet away, Nan Weiwei waved to her hurriedly: "This aunt wants to know, where did you buy this sofa and coffee table?"
"Yes, yeah..." a slightly fat middle-aged woman pointed to the light green patterned sofa in the lobby and asked with a smile: "I just walked by the door, and I fell in love with this sofa at a glance. Light green The matching of the patterned sofa and the rattan coffee table makes the hall look natural and fresh, and it also gives people an approachable feeling. At first I thought, which family’s house is here?"
Hearing that others like what they choose, this sense of identity makes Qianmai very happy: "The sofas in this house are all purchased from Hangzhou, and the rattan coffee table is made by a craftsman in my hometown. If you like it If so, I'll find out the phone number back, and you can come and get it next week, okay?"
The middle-aged woman thanked her repeatedly and left with satisfaction.
I thought that the end of the matter, everyone could go home from get off work. Unexpectedly, at this time another Cheng Yaojin appeared next to him. Moreover, he is still a soft, weak, beautiful and temperament Cheng Yaojin. Upon closer inspection, there was a red beauty mole on the girl's eyebrows.
"Where did you buy the ink mural of "The Charm of Moon Lake" on the west wall?"
"This lady, all the paintings on'Lovely You' are painted by the faculty and staff of this institution, and they are not specially purchased from outside."
The reception lady explained quietly, but she was met with an undisguised glance by Miss Beauty Mole: "Are you treating others as a fool? If this painting is really made by your employees, then... it's not plagiarism, it's copying. However, the level is not bad."
"You said that, is there any evidence?" Liu Feipeng and Wang Zhigao said at the same time. Everyone present knows that this piece of "Moon Lake Charm" was completed early by Qianmai some time ago, and it took a lot of thought to complete it.
"The painting technique of "The Charm of Moon Lake" is exactly the same as that of GOMIENH. I just sold a picture of "Singing in the Fishing Boat Evening" in Paris, and there is a copycat version on your side... "
Before Miss Beauty Mole finished speaking, all the people present, except for Qianmai, couldn't help but smile, and the flying eyebrows were unconcealed triumphantly. This nasty lady must not know that the GOMIENH in her mouth is standing in front of her in embarrassment at the moment. It's a pity that Qianmai is too low-key and has always refused to disclose the identity of GOMIENH, saying that "paintings and texts will thoroughly expose the author's emotions, opinions and thoughts. Once it is made public, it is like standing naked on the street for people to watch." Otherwise, they would be really curious. After the beauty mole lady learns the truth, where her glasses will fall to the Pacific Ocean.
"What are you laughing at? Am I that funny?" Miss Beauty Mole seems to be very irritable, and she turns her face when she is unsatisfactory, and she whispers coldly: "I'm talking about the facts. "Moon Lake Verve" has a background of green mountains and fishing boats. They are all painted like "Fishing Boat Evening Sing". There is no reason for this, right? There are two places where the scenery is exactly the same. Besides, I have lived in Huayang for more than 20 years, but I have never seen Yuehu Lake. The view on this painting."
As an arrow target in the eyes of others, Qian Mai didn't explain much, but just stood on the side with a clear smile. It's not that Joe is pretending to be calm, but someone is praising herself like this, she really doesn't know how to react. However, the eyesight skills of this beauty mole are top-notch, at least when she sees a painting of a similar style in an ordinary place, she dares to make bold conjectures. Although the words are a bit more reckless and rude. But compared to her, the cousin Yang Gongjian, who has always claimed to be fond of ink painting, is at best Ye Gonghaolong. Qian Mai didn't know how many paintings he had dug away, but he still has not dared to contact her with the ink painter GOMIENH.
"Moon Lake must have such a beautiful scenery, but you haven't noticed it." Although the "Cold War" has not yet thawed, at a critical moment, Liu Feipeng stood up righteously to speak for Qian Mai.
"Where is the beauty?" Miss Mei Ren Mo made no secret, staring at Liu Feipeng blatantly, swearing to give up before she got the answer.
Now it was Liu Feipeng's turn to stop, so he could only help Qianmai with his eyes. Feeling the friendly olive branch he threw over, Qianmai quickly climbed down the steps. He cheerfully said to Miss Mei Ren Mo: "I use my personality to assure you that "Moon Lake Verve" has no copying, let alone plagiarism. If you don't believe me, at 6 o'clock tomorrow morning, go to the Jinchang Pavilion under the bridge and stand in the second place. A water port, looking northwest. The beautiful scenery will definitely not disappoint you."
Seeing that Qian Mai said so conclusively, even though she still had doubts in her heart, Miss Beauty Mole still nodded slightly with a cold face: "I will go and see tomorrow." After saying goodbye, she walked out quickly without saying goodbye. Closed the door.
"Hey, miss, there is a silk scarf falling on the coffee table, is it yours?" The receptionist asked repeatedly from behind, but seeing that Miss Beauty Mole did not answer, she still walked forward without looking back, and had to drop her hands.
"This young lady is so cold and arrogant, why is she so awesome?" Nan Weiwei was puzzled.
"Haha, don't you know? Now the'cool' family is popular in China, men, women and children like to speak coldly." Sun Hongmei joked with a smile, and everyone smiled knowingly.
But between the electric light and flint, Qian Mai's mind suddenly passed a different kind of thought, but it was not clear, and it was so fast that she could not catch it, and it had disappeared without a trace. (To be continued, if you want to know what is going on, please visit www.qidian.com, there are more chapters, the author is supported, and the genuine reading is supported!)