Xiang Yulin was slightly stunned when he saw Shen Yuhan's appearance. He didn't expect that the painter who could draw such lovely paintings was so young, and his appearance was also quite outstanding and unforgettable.
He also heard Shen Yuhan's whisper and said with a smile: "How did Mr. Shen know that I am the third child? They all like to call me Third Brother. If you don't mind, you can call me that. I should be older than you."
Shen Yuhan then reacted and took the other party's business card. After taking a look at it, he found out that it was the company director.
The position of director should not be low. Shen Yuhan remembered that he often had meetings with many directors. The position of director must be only slightly lower than that of the boss.
"Sorry, I just recognized the wrong person. You look a bit like one of my relatives and I was dazzled." Shen Yuhan looked again and realized that Xiang Yulin was not his third brother. They just looked a bit alike.
Xiang Yulin was tall and handsome, and his facial features would attract more than 90% of the attention when he walked on the street. His appearance was naturally outstanding, but it was the first time he heard that he looked similar to someone else. After taking a closer look at Shen Yuhan, he naturally felt relieved. He thought that his relative was not bad looking either, and was not looking down on him.
Xiang Yulin didn't mind. This beginning actually shortened the distance between the two strangers: "Okay, Mr. Shen, please sit down. What kind of tea would you like to drink? Longjing, Dahongpao or Pu'er?"
"I prefer Longjing." He has recently fallen in love with drinking green tea, perhaps because Xiang Yulin looks very similar to his third brother, which makes him feel more relaxed, and Xiang Yulin also gives people a more friendly feeling.
Xiang Yulin was talkative, but after knowing Shen Yuhan's identity, he did not ask much about the other party's personal situation. The man who came with Shen Yuhan was obviously an elite and not someone who could be easily fooled, so they went straight to the point.
While Shen Yuhan was in the car, he listened to Qu Zhu's general introduction to Xiang Yulin's company. He said that he could trust them with his paintings, and that their company promoted many paintings and painters. In essence, Xiang Yulin was still a businessman.
Shan Qihuan also evaluated Xiang Yulin's company's background and strength before contacting Shen Yuhan.
Shen Yuhan was only responsible for listening, and the main person in charge of the negotiations was Qu Zhu. Xiang Yulin thought it was just an ordinary assistant at first, but he didn't expect Qu Zhu to be so secretive and firm in his attitude. He was just trying to help Shen Yuhan negotiate reasonable treatment.
"We currently don't have any painters who can share ticket sales with us."
"But we can use Mr. Shen. It's the peak season now. The ski resort run by the Shan Group has an event recently, and our company can also help promote it. Besides, although Mr. Shen is not very well-known, his status is there, and many people will come for him. We will promote the exhibition, so we naturally have to give corresponding feedback. It's not unreasonable to ask for a share of the ticket sales. If Mr. Shen's paintings are sold, your company will also get a share. We are a cooperative relationship."
After weighing the pros and cons, Xiang Yulin found that he was not at a disadvantage at all. Instead, Shen Yuhan brought his own traffic, and they only provided the venue for the display of works and service personnel. Shen Yuhan had already brought a good publicity channel.
He is simply a gold nugget.
In the end, Xiang Yulin readily agreed to all of Qu Zhu's requests. Throughout the whole process, Shen Yuhan was only responsible for listening and answering the questions he could answer, such as the requirements for on-site painting and how many paintings he would exhibit. Xiang Yulin required that "Lixia" and "Winter Solstice" that he posted online must be exhibited.
Shen Yuhan insisted: "Okay, but these two paintings are not for sale."
Xiang Yulin nodded: "Okay, we have basically completed all the preparations. Mr. Shen is the last painter to confirm with me. Do you have any other works that can be exhibited?"
Shen Yuhan certainly had a lot. He usually had a lot of practice works: "I wonder how many you need."
Xiang Yulin: "Except for "Beginning of Summer" and "Winter Solstice", add three more paintings. These three paintings need to be for sale."
Shen Yuhan: "Okay, I'll send you a photo later."
Xiang Yulin: "Once confirmed, we will send staff to deliver the paintings to the exhibition center."
Shen Yuhan nodded. He was wondering if he could draw one or two more as backup. It didn't take much time for him to draw anyway, so as long as it wasn't complicated, he could do it.
"What about the scene? Is there a theme? Or can I just draw whatever I want?"
"On-site painting doesn't need to be too complicated, just something simple will do. We will have an emcee come in to auction your live paintings, you just need to stay here for a while, and you can paint as many paintings as you want, it depends on the on-site effect." Xiang Yulin saw that Shen Yuhan was listening attentively like a student, so he added a few more words, "Some painters are not well-known enough, so the on-site painting effect is not strong, and they may not be able to drive the on-site atmosphere. Of course, this is just an exception."
Shen Yuhan was a little worried when he heard this: "I don't have any reputation."
Xiang Yulin was stunned for a moment, then smiled. It was amazing that he could say such Versailles words with such sincere eyes.
He explained: "Don't worry about that, live painting is just an interactive process."
"I'm not very good at this." He talked about how ancient spirits interact with modern people.
"If you don't want to communicate with them, just focus on painting." Xiang Yulin was determined to make Shen Yuhan a highlight of the exhibition. He was extremely handsome, and with long hair, he was a true classical beauty.
Before Shen Yuhan and Xiang Yulin separated, they added each other on WeChat.
Apart from discussing cooperation, Qu Zhu spent the rest of the time listening. He was thinking whether he should tell the boss that the boss's wife had a good talk with Mr. Xiang.
Never mind, he couldn't think too much about it.
In the next few days, Shen Yuhan became very busy and communicated a lot with Xiang Yulin. He painted two new paintings and selected another one of his daily practice works, making a total of three paintings that he thought were pretty good.
If he had something to do, his loneliness would be reduced. Although his wife could accompany him at night, his time was limited after all. Sometimes, seeing the dark circles under his eyes, Shen Yuhan did not have the heart to chat with him.
That morning, he brought down the stairs the "Beginning of Summer" and "Winter Solstice" that Shan Qihuan had framed, and the other three paintings were simply put in painting tubes.
Shan Qihuan had just finished breakfast and was about to go out as he had an important meeting this morning.
Shan Qihuan looked at the paintings on the coffee table and asked him, "How many more do you want?"
Shen Yuhan counted them again: "No more, just these five paintings. Someone will come to help me move them to the exhibition hall later."
"When does the exhibition start? I'll find time to go and support you." Shan Qihuan has been extremely busy these days and he hasn't had a proper meal with him since New Year's Day.
"Three days later." Shen Yuhan stepped forward and straightened the collar of his husband's shirt. "Husband, are you coming home for dinner tonight?"
Shan Qihuan searched the information in his brain and it seemed that he was not free next Friday
He thought for a moment and said, "I'm not sure about tonight. There may be a dinner party. If it's cancelled, I'll come back."
"Okay." Shen Yuhan walked him to the door, "Old man, be careful on the road."
Shan Qihuan kissed him on the lips: "Yeah."
Shen Yuhan was almost used to kissing him every time they went out. The only thing was that his face felt hot every time after the kiss.
He thought this should be the etiquette between modern couples.
Half an hour after Shan Qihuan left, the person who was supposed to pick up the painting arrived. However, it was not a staff member but Xiang Yulin himself.
Shen Yuhan was surprised: "Why did you come here in person?"
Xiang Yulin was dressed very fashionably today, in a casual plaid suit. He was completely different from Shan Qihuan, perhaps because they were from different industries.
He said gently: "Some staff members can't leave, and I just happen to be free, so I also want to go to the exhibition venue to take a look, and come to pick up the painting on the way."
Shen Yuhan: "Oh, okay, wait a minute, I'll take it out."
Xiang Yulin got down from the driver's seat: "Let me get it for you."
Shen Yuhan looked at his somewhat familiar face and nodded: "Okay."
The process of taking the painting was quick. After Ding Yulin put the painting away, he glanced into the house and asked, "Is Mr. Shan not at home?"
Shen Yuhan smiled and said, "Ah, he went to work. Do you want to come in and have a cup of tea?"
Xiang Yulin accepted his invitation: "If it doesn't take up your time."
"It's no big deal, please come in." It was the first time that Shen Yuhan invited someone into his home and even personally made tea for him.
Maybe it was because she really missed her family. When she saw Xiang Yulin's face, she couldn't help but want to look at him more, which fulfilled her little thoughts about him.
Xiang Yulin certainly didn't know what Shen Yuhan was thinking, he only knew that she was particularly gentle when looking at him, so how could he refuse an invitation from such a beauty
After entering the home of Shen Yuhan and Shan Qihuan, Xiang Yulin took a quick look around. Their home was decorated very warmly, with every corner showing care and refinement. Every small item was placed just right, and there was even a Christmas tree in the living room.
When Shen Yuhan saw that he noticed the Christmas tree, he said with a bit of pride: "This was decorated by my husband himself." After Shen Yuhan checked on the Internet, he changed the way he addressed his father in other people's homes. It turned out that people now call their father "father", but they can use "father" instead, which is much more smooth than calling his father by his name.
"Mr. Shan is very thoughtful." Xiang Yulin praised politely.
"People think he's serious and solemn outside, but he's actually very thoughtful." He realized that he had said too much and stopped talking. "What kind of tea do you want to drink? Juice is also fine. I like coffee all the time. If you want to drink it, you can ask Auntie to grind a cup for you."
"No trouble, just tea will be fine." Xiang Yulin didn't understand why Shen Yuhan was so enthusiastic towards him. If Shen Yuhan hadn't been talking about his family all the time, he would have thought something was wrong.
Auntie brought tea, and Xiang Yulin mentioned Weibo to Shen Yuhan: "Mr. Shen, have you opened your Weibo account? We will start promoting it in two days."
Shen Yuhan patted his forehead and said, "I was so busy painting a new picture that I forgot about it."
Xiang Yulin: "By the way, you'd better apply for certification, it will be better."
Shen Yuhan was puzzled: "Authentication?" Why is it so complicated
Xiang Yulin thought for a moment and then said, "It's okay if you don't want to be certified. It shouldn't matter if you're not certified. By the way, what's your Weibo name?"
Shen Yuhan found his phone. His Weibo name had not been changed yet. He read out a string of numbers to Xiang Yulin.
Xiang Yulin wanted to laugh, thinking how could he be so cute: "Aren't you going to change your name?"
"How do I change it?" He couldn't ask Rui now, "I don't use Weibo very often."
Xiang Yulin faced Shen Yuhan, who was several years younger than him, and thought he was a little cute, so he said, "I'll change it for you."
Shen Yuhan handed him the phone.
Xiang Yulin moved to the seat next to him and said, "What name do you want to change to? I'll teach you."
"Oh." Shen Yuhan came forward and watched how Xiang Yulin operated Weibo. He was very skilled.
Xiang Yulin said: "You can change your nickname in the settings. Next time you want to change your name, you can do it here. The first Weibo post is very important. I think it is very commemorative. You can think about it later." In fact, he was a little bit unconvinced that Shen Yuhan didn't understand such a simple operation. Could it be that Shen Yuhan had some idea about him
Shen Yuhan said seriously: "Thank you, I understand."
Click, the door of the house opened, and Xiang Yulin and Shen Yuhan turned around at the same time.
Shan Qihuan, who was still sitting on the handlebars, looked at the two of them with a sullen face, then regained his composure.
Shen Yuhan stood up and asked him, "Why did you come back?"
Shan Qihuan glanced at him calmly and said, "I came back to get the document, but I left it behind."
Shen Yuhan noticed the change in the old man's expression, and subconsciously explained: "This is Mr. Xiang who is in charge of the exhibition. He came to pick up the painting."
Shan Qihuan and Xiang Yulin nodded to each other, then said to Shen Yuhan: "I'll go upstairs to get the documents." He didn't even look at Shen Yuhan, and went upstairs. As soon as he opened the door, he saw him whispering and laughing with a strange man. In their own home, it would be strange for Shan Qihuan to be happy, but he told himself to believe Shen Yuhan and not to be jealous.
He took the documents and went downstairs. The only person in the living room was Shen Yuhan, who was looking down at his phone.
Shan Qihuan asked: "Where is the person just now?"
Shen Yuhan looked up and said, "Do you know Mr. Xiang? He has left." He stood up and walked towards Shan Qihuan, "Boss, do you still need to rush to the company?"
Shan Qihuan nodded: "Well, go with me, and don't let anyone in from now on. You are not familiar with him."
Shen Yuhan paused with a smile on his face: "But Mr. Xiang just came to take the painting. I invited him in for tea."
Shan Qihuan emphasized in a somewhat cold tone: "In short, don't invite just anyone home. I don't really like them."
"I understand." Shen Yuhan pursed his lips. He didn't just invite someone to go home casually.
Shan Qihuan hurried back to the company, but Shen Yuhan still stood at the door and watched him leave. He did not notice that Shen Yuhan's eyes were filled with disappointment.
For two consecutive days, Shan Qihuan was very busy, still leaving early and returning late. Shen Yuhan also learned to suppress his negative emotions. He also asked Xiang Yulin for tickets and gave them to him and some uncles in the calligraphy and painting circles. The uncles said that they would go and see it when they had time, especially Mr. Jiang, who would definitely go.
The art exhibition will begin tomorrow.
Shen Yuhan at home was a little nervous. He sent a WeChat message to Shan Qihuan: Boss, the art exhibition starts tomorrow, are you free to come
Shan Qihuan had just "exchanged" a few words with Shan Qiyun in the meeting, and the indifference on his face had not yet faded. He was in a bad mood and did not want to reply to Shen Yuhan's WeChat with emotion, so he just dealt with his work, and while he was busy he thought he had replied to Shen Yuhan.
After working overtime until seven in the evening, Shan Qihuan finally took a breath, wondering why his wife hadn't replied to his message.
After opening WeChat, everyone almost jumped up. Shen Yuhan actually went out to eat with a guy named Xiang!
At this time, Shen Yuhan was depressed all day. He was not depressed just today, but had been feeling depressed for two consecutive days. Ever since he invited Xiang Yulin to his home for tea that day, his mother became increasingly cold towards him. After returning home, she took a shower and fell asleep immediately without saying a few words to him. Today, she didn't even reply to his WeChat messages.
Okay, I will find time tomorrow to go and support him.
In the afternoon, Xiang Yulin told him that two painters who would also perform live tomorrow had arrived and wanted to treat them to dinner. He asked Shen Yuhan if she was free to have dinner together.
Shen Yuhan didn't want to be stuck at home alone with all his thoughts, so he agreed.
After the meeting, Xiang Yulin introduced him to two young painters, both of whom were older than him, one was a female painter in her twenties, and the other was a male painter in his thirties. Both of them came from other places, and they were also knowledgeable and experienced. Shen Yuhan was fascinated by what they said.
They were eating Japanese food. During the meal, Shen Yuhan tasted some wine. He had never gotten drunk after drinking wine in Qi State before, so he should be able to drink a little.
After drinking, he felt dizzy and tried to hold on. His head felt a little swollen, but he still sat upright and listened to their conversation carefully, occasionally interjecting a few words.
The meal was a great pleasure for both the host and the guests.
The four of them went downstairs, and the two painters walked directly to the hotel opposite. Shen Yuhan was a little dazed now, and his body swayed slightly as he stood there.
Xiang Yulin immediately supported him and said, "Are you okay?"
Shen Yuhan shook his head to get rid of Xiang Yulin's shadow: "Ah? Oh, I'm fine, I should go home."
Xiang Yulin: "Shall I take you back?"
Shen Yuhan thought that he had a driver and didn't need him to send him off, but when he was dizzy, he was pulled into an embrace with a pine scent.
He seemed to hear his father's voice.
Shan Qihuan said with a serious face: "No need for you to send me off."
Shen Yuhan called him softly, "Boss?"
Shan Qihuan and Shan Xi put their arms around his shoulders and said, "Let's go home."
"Oh, okay." He suddenly thought of Xiang Yulin, turned around and waved to Xiang Yulin, "Third brother, goodbye."
Just as Xiang Yulin was about to raise his head to respond, he saw Shen Yuhan being straightened by the head by Shan Qihuan and taken to the car. The movements were neat and swift, but he didn't get hurt.
After being stuffed into the seat, Shen Yuhan discovered that there were two old dogs dangling in front of him!
Shen Yuhan grabbed at the air with his hands, hunched his shoulders and said in panic: "Boss, boss! Why are you so stupid? Find a Taoist priest to turn me into your monster!"
Shan Qihuan was stunned for two seconds, and the frost on his face slowly turned into bubbles and disappeared.
He muttered quietly, "Drunkard."