The next day, the bank loan came in, totaling 30 million. Accompanied by Qiu Yifan, Wenxinya and Ouyang Feng went to the bank to go through the relevant procedures. Soon the money was transferred to Wenxinya in the name of her grandfather. In the account opened in the bank.
With Qiu Yifan's help, all the company's procedures have been completed.
"What are you thinking about? Your brush has been worn out." Si Yiyan put down the brush in his hand and looked at her intently.
Although he didn't know the content of her conversation with Qiu Yifan and Ouyang Feng that day, the frequent exchanges between Qiu Yifan and Ouyang Feng in the past few days still made him aware of some of her little moves.
He checked Ouyang Feng's background and it was not difficult to guess that she was actually preparing to open an investment company.
Her precise vision, extraordinary courage, and meticulous scheming all made him look at her with admiration again. A little girl who had been living on the streets since she was a child actually knew how to use investment companies to make money for herself and establish intricate business relationships and interests for herself. , the ambition she showed made him want to see how far she could go.
"How could the ink be worn out? You are deliberately trying to find fault with it!" Wen Wenya was thinking about her previous meeting with the lawyer from Chaofan Law Firm. When she heard Si Yiyan's words, she quickly suppressed all her emotions.
Si Yiyan didn't say anything anymore. He just took another inkstone from the Bogu shelf, slowly put it into the water, and polished it gently and steadily. Then he picked up the brush, dipped it in ink and wrote a word "xin" on the rice paper: "You and Take a closer look."
The word "Xin" describes the elegance and elegance of Liu Ti's peak period. He has almost converged on the toughness of Liu Ti's middle period, including the steel-cut toughness, exposed tendons and severe wind edges. Instead, The brushwork is light and clumsy, the structure is simple, the charm is elegant, and the writing is pure and strong.
Grandpa said: Willow script can best reflect a person's temperament. When you write with your heart in mind, your heart will be straight and your pen will be straight. When she was doing calligraphy, her grandfather asked her what font she wanted, and she chose Liu style without thinking.
"Did you see anything?" Si Yiyan asked lightly.
"I know your handwriting is good, so there's no need to show off in front of me." Wen Wenya looked at his good calligraphy skills and said in her heart that it was impossible not to be envious.
"I'm not asking you to read the words, I'm asking you to see the ink used. Let's compare the two inks." Si Yiyan reached out and tapped her forehead lightly.
Wen Xinya lowered her head and looked down, and soon saw the trick. The ink she polished before was dull and dull, the pen was transparent but weak, and there were even water stains on the paper, but Si Yiyan's polish was The ink is dull and restrained, the pen is clear and vigorous, and no water stains have penetrated: "Why is this?"
Si Yiyan smiled and said: "Mo Mo is also knowledgeable, do you want to know?"
"Think!" Wen Xinya looked at Si Yiyan with bright eyes.
"Come and stand in front of me!" Si Yiyan waved to her, with a strange light flashing in his eyes, as if he was trying to succeed.
But Wen Xinya was so focused on the knowledge of grinding ink that she didn't notice it at all, so when he waved, she immediately stood in front of him like a dog, "You want to teach me?"
"Well, I'll only teach you once, so you have to learn [carefully]." Si Yiyan emphasized the word "carefully".
Wenxinya immediately expressed her position: "I will definitely study hard."
The smile in Si Yiyan's eyes deepened a little, and he stepped forward and stood behind Wen Wenya, with his chest pressed against Wen Wenya's back, feeling the skinny lines on her back.
Wen Xinya felt the warmth coming from behind her, and her heartbeat suddenly skipped a beat. She turned around in panic and said, "Didn't you teach me how to grind ink? You..."
Si Yiyan stretched out his hand to cover her hand holding the ink stick: "I will take you to ink once to experience the rhythm of grinding the ink."
After hearing his explanation, Wen Xinya suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. Although the embrace of heat from behind kept tempting her to get closer, at least she was not as panicked as before.
"Relax your body, don't be so stiff on your arms, and clasp your fingers naturally." The smile in Si Yiyan's eyes deepened. He supported her waist with one hand, patted her arms, and was busy adjusting her posture. .
"Is that so?" Wen Xinya also suppressed all her wild thoughts and adjusted her posture according to his words. Little did she know that her current posture was almost half leaning on his arms without even realizing it.
As a matter of course, Si Yiyan put one hand around her waist, held her hand and led her to start rubbing the ink: "The strength in the hand should be measured properly, the weight should be measured, the speed should be moderate, neither impatient nor impatient, and even. Stable and long-lasting.”
His breath slowly sprayed in her ears with hot moisture, with a slight tingling sensation, which made her heart itch. The clear and elegant breath sounded slightly low in her ears, and she seemed to be able to imagine it. His tongue moved up and down, flattened, curled and curled as he spoke. His heartbeat was against her back, and she could feel his heartbeat following her every breath. Thump thump thump thump, Wen Xinya's heartbeat suddenly accelerated.
The atmosphere seems a bit ambiguous! Warm and elegant thoughts.
Wen Xinya quietly turned her head to look at him out of the corner of her eye, only to see him lowering his head slightly, looking intently at their intertwined hands, carefully explaining the rhythm of the ink grinding along with the ink grinding movements of his hands.
The seriousness made Wen Xinya couldn't help but despise her impure thoughts and lack of seriousness in studying, and she quickly calmed down.
She looked away, and Si Yiyan gasped for breath, feeling the fragrance in her arms, but couldn't concentrate.
"Your hands are sweaty. Are you hot?" Wen Xinya suddenly asked, holding his big palm with distinct knuckles and as long as jade, and gently stroking the thin calluses on the palm. The back of her delicate jade hand, his palm, was slightly hot and stained with sweat. Sweat slowly overflowed from her palm, and her heartstrings were stirred for no reason.
Only then did Si Yiyan suddenly realize that his hand was full of passion. He suddenly let go of her hand and said seriously: "You probably know the rhythm of grinding. You will become more proficient with more practice in the future. Don't be fooled." Look at grinding ink, there is a lot of knowledge involved in grinding ink. On the surface, it looks like the hard ink is being ground and melted away, but in fact, people are also being polished by the ink in the process. It is not only honing the skills of people grinding ink, but also honing their skills. Human character.”
Si Yiyan's words really inspired her! Wen Xinya nodded: "I have learned a lesson."
Si Yiyan suddenly put a hand under her armpit. Before Wen Xinya could resist, he put his hand on her waist and pressed towards him. Their bodies were pressed tightly against each other: "Mo Grinding not only requires the ink to be upright, but also the body to be upright!”
Such righteous words, but why, combined with his actions, did she feel as if he was the one who was not upright