Mo Jingshen looked at Ji Nuan who was sitting there quietly: "What? I hesitated for a long time and didn't know whether to take a picture. I helped you take a picture but I'm embarrassed to take it?"
Ji Nuan: "..."
All the complicated emotions were extinguished the moment the man spoke. Ji Nuan saw that a staff member had already brought the rolled-up painting here. She looked at the painting and hummed in her mouth. : "Mr. Mo is so angry. How can I, a mere person in charge of MN Group, compare to your casual move?"
The man's thin lips curled up slightly, half-smiling: "Don't want it? Then I can give this painting to the Rong family."
"Yes." Ji Nuan reached out and picked it up when the staff lifted the painting in front of her, without even the slightest intention of letting it go.
"I thought you had some backbone."
Integrity also requires differentiating tasks and people. This painting was originally what she wanted, and it was closely related to many memories of her childhood.
Besides, what's the point of giving it to the Rong family
Even though she knew that he said this on purpose, Ji Nuan still chose to fall into this trap. She didn't pay any money anyway, so at most she had to sacrifice some face. This famous painting worth hundreds of millions would easily defeat her opponent. What's wrong with it
She is not a young and angry young person who wants to save face and suffer. She is now very aware of current affairs. As long as it is beneficial to herself, she can definitely be flexible and flexible.
Ji Nuan held the rolled up painting in his arms. The outside of the painting was protected by a layer of transparent wrapping paper. He lowered his head and looked at the painting in his arms. An imperceptible smile gradually appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Thank you. When I give this painting to my dad, I will directly explain that you bought it for him."
Seeing that she was in a good mood, the man still had that indulgent smile in his eyes: "Anyone can give her a good gift, but it's just a painting."
Just a painting
Rong Yan had been standing there stiffly, the expression on her face had been petrified for a long time.
Even if the Rong family is rich and powerful, they can't easily say that 600 million yuan is just a painting.
Just now, her brother said that Mo Jingshen took this painting to give to Miss Ji. She still thought it was impossible. Miss Ji didn't look like someone who would like this kind of thing, but she didn't expect that it was actually meant to be given to her. Father, and even Mo Jingshen said this clearly.
Ji Nuan clearly never said anything, so how did he know she wanted it? How did he know that Miss Ji's father would like this kind of thing
Could it be that he likes Miss Ji as much as she likes him, and has he investigated the preferences of everyone in the other person's family just to get to know her? Or does it mean that he and Miss Ji have other origins and pasts that she can't guess
Rong Yan's mouth was full of bitter taste: "Mr. Mo, there are many kinds of paintings by this name. If they are more expensive, they are also available abroad. The Rong family has a piece of "Twelve Screens of Landscape" by Qi Baishi, which was painted by me in my early years. Grandpa bought it at an overseas auction and has kept it at home ever since, but he prefers Zhang Daqian’s paintings. If Miss Ji likes it, we can exchange it for this Zhang Daqian painting with Qi Baishi’s painting. After all, I Grandpa’s birthday is coming soon, why don’t you ask Miss Ji to give me this painting?”
There was no sign of wavering on Ji Nuan's face. Instead, she felt that Miss Rong had been spoiled and she had been brought up. At this point, she could still ask others to give her the painting
"That's really embarrassing, Miss Rong. This painting has been hanging in my father's study since I was a child. Later, it was transferred to other people's hands for some reasons. Now I just want to get the original things back at home. Even if you exchange such far-reaching things for something ten times more expensive, I won't agree." Ji Nuan said calmly: "When it comes to paintings, the works of modern Qi Baishi, Zhang Daqian and ancient Tang Yin are all masterpieces. My father also has one, but this is the only one that has the meaning of being lost and recovered for our family. It doesn’t count to bear the pain, but I won’t do it either.”
As he spoke, Ji Nuan seemed to have unintentionally held the scroll of painting in her arms tighter.
Mo Jingshen looked at her unconscious movements, raised his eyebrows, and smiled.
Does she think no one can snatch it away
Seeing him smiling, Ji Nuan glared back at him secretly, and simply put the painting back into the hands of the staff. Anyway, after leaving here, the staff would directly send the painting intact to their hotel. .
Rong Yan looked at the exchange of glances between them, and it was obvious that no one else could get involved.
Ji Nuan's temperamental attitude under Mo Jingshen's conniving and doting eyes was clearly due to his love for her, otherwise no woman could be so temperamental in front of Mo Jingshen.
Rong Cheng's face was already like an iceberg, and Rong Yan's eyes were a little red: "Since this painting is of great significance to Miss Ji, then we really disturbed it just now."
With that said, Rong Yan turned around and took Rong Cheng's arm. Just as she was about to leave, she suddenly heard Ji Nuan's voice that was not salty or cold: "Didn't Miss Rong twist her foot just now? Can it be healed so quickly?"
Rong Yan paused in her steps and did not look back. She only held Rong Cheng's hand hard when he was about to turn around, not letting her brother help her out again.
After all, what happened in the bathroom just now was indeed their fault. Ji Nuan did not force an apology from them when Mo Jingshen rushed over, nor did he make a fuss. Instead, he chose to keep things quiet, which is enough to represent Ji Nuan's handling of things. Properly, if she and her brother start a fight here, it will appear that the Rong family is unreasonable.
Seeing the Rong brothers and sisters leaving like this, Ji Nuan's eyes left their backs. Just as she was about to leave, she saw Mo Jingshen's vague eyes falling on her face.
The moment their eyes met, Ji Nuan thought of the painting just now. She immediately withdrew her gaze and said, "I will return the money to you when I get back."
In the end, the man smiled faintly and said in a low voice: "Pay for it with your flesh."
“…”
Ji Nuan glanced at him suddenly: "Okay."
When the man looked at her with eyes shining brightly, she suddenly smiled slightly: "Fuck it, it's only for tonight. It won't be too late."
Mo Jingshen: "..."
Her menstrual period ends in two days.
It was obviously a bad promise, and the 600 million was thrown at her with no return.
The man looked at her expressionlessly, turned his back to her and walked straight out.
Ji Nuan looked at the man's unhappy back and unconsciously smiled at the corner of his mouth.
…
Ji Nuan finally managed to keep up with Mo Jingshen. Just now he thought that Mo Jingshen was just too lazy to pay attention to her because of her empty promises, but in the end, Mo Jingshen walked very quickly without even looking back.
Ji Nuan felt that Mo Jingshen was walking too fast. It was really difficult for her to keep up with him while wearing high-heeled shoes that were more than ten centimeters high...