Falling in love with a wealthy godfather 16
Tao Yuan slept until midnight when his cell phone rang suddenly. Seeing that it was Wei Shicheng's video call, he pressed it through, squinted his eyes and complained, "I'm sleeping, even if it's daytime over there, you can't call Wei Shicheng at this time. ah."
"Honey, I saw you on the foreign news. When did you paint "Blissful Penglai"? Why didn't I know?" Wei Shicheng asked a little excitedly.
"I started painting the day after you left. Yesterday, um..., I finished it just two days ago, and there's news from abroad?" Tao Yuan said with a hiccup.
"Is your other mobile phone turned off? Many people have called me, saying that they want to buy your painting, and they have established friendship with me for a long time. Many foreign collectors also want to see you. Went to the country." Seeing that Tao Yuan had closed his eyes, Wei Shicheng hurriedly called out, "Qingyu, baby, are you asleep? Wake up and listen to me first."
"Didn't fall asleep, tell me your story, I'm listening." Tao Yuan opened his eyes again.
"Don't rush to agree to sell the painting to anyone. Let's discuss it after I come back. Can I exchange the company's shares with you?" Wei Shicheng said in a coaxing tone.
"I didn't plan to sell it at first. I think it will be very difficult for me to draw such a good painting in the future. Moreover, this painting has consumed too much of my mind. I am reluctant to sell it, so I plan to keep it for myself. Let’s go.” Tao Yuan thought for a while and said, “I’ll use this painting as a dowry, okay, Uncle Wei.”
"Your idea is really good, so it's decided." Wei Shicheng said excitedly, "No matter what others tell you, don't be tempted. I will rush back in two days. No matter what happens, wait until I come back to talk about it." .”
"I've said that I won't sell it. I won't be tempted by how much money they give me. Just take care of everything there and come back. Otherwise, you'll have to fly over in a short time. Wouldn't it be a waste of more time?" .”
"Okay, I'll listen to you. I'll take care of everything here first. You should ask for leave from school these few days, and don't go anywhere at home, otherwise those people will definitely pester you. "
"Yeah, I see. You should work quickly and come back early after work. I'm going to bed, I'm so sleepy." Tao Yuan yelled again.
"Then go to sleep, take a good rest these few days, I'm dead." Seeing Tao Yuan's tired look, Wei Shicheng felt a little distressed.
Tao Yuan hung up on him as soon as he finished speaking, and fell asleep with the phone still in his hand. Those words took too much mind and energy, and even the system's recovery of the body slowed down. Tao Yuan feels that even if he can still paint at the same level, he doesn't want to paint anymore, at least within a few years, he will definitely not be able to paint.
After the two made their love public, Tao Yuan moved to Wei Shicheng's villa, and Du Yi also lived here with him. Wei Shicheng also helped him transfer to a private noble school.
Tao Yuan didn't wake up until noon, but he still looked sleepy. If he didn't wake up from hunger, he could still sleep.
Du Yi was watching TV in the lobby, Tao Yuan walked up to him and sat down, the butler came over and asked, "What would Master Du want to eat?"
"Seafood porridge," Tao Yuan said, "make me a glass of milk first."
The butler left and quickly brought over a glass of fresh milk.
Du Yi turned to look at Tao Yuan and asked, "Brother, aren't you going to school today?"
"Well," Tao Yuan took a sip of the warm milk, "I'm resting at home these few days and I'm not going anywhere."
"Is it because many people want to buy paintings from you?" Du Yi said, "In the past two days, your paintings have been featured in a lot of news. The news said that many rich people from abroad have come to our country for the purpose of coming to our country. Buy your paintings. But many domestic masters are saying that you cannot sell your paintings to foreigners.”
"You've already started watching the news since you were in primary school? Shouldn't a child of your age watch anime?"
"Not all primary school students like to watch anime, right?" Du Yi thought for a while and said, "Anyway, I don't like to watch. The content is too exaggerated. I prefer to watch what happens in reality."
"Really?" Tao Yuan said.
"Brother, will you sell paintings to foreigners? I heard that they will pay a high price, and you can help you immigrate."
"No." Tao Yuan said affirmatively, "I live well in China, why should I immigrate to a place I'm not used to at all? They probably think so because of their mental illness. Our country is no worse than foreign countries in any aspect. , I am not sick in my mind, how could I agree to them."
"Oh, I don't really want to go abroad, I think domestic is pretty good." Du Yi looked relieved.
Tao Yuan gave him a funny look.
"It is said in the news that you can buy a painting for a lot of money now, so you are also a rich man now, right?" Du Yi asked.
"Well," Tao Yuan thought for a while and said, "Anyway, we don't have to worry about money anymore."
"When I start working, all the money I earn will be handed over to you." Du Yi said seriously.
"Okay," Tao Yuan patted him on the shoulder and said, "I'll take care of it for you until you get married."
"Master Du, it's time for the young master to take piano lessons." The butler put down the seafood porridge and said to Tao Yuan.
"Well," Tao Yuan nodded, then turned to Du Yi and said, "Go, study hard."
"I'm leaving brother." Du Yi stood up and said.
Students in aristocratic schools have to learn a few specialties. Du Yi chose piano and fencing. He wanted to learn equestrianism and fighting skills when he was in better health.
Tao Yuan watched the news on TV, and he was reporting something related to himself right now. He sighed. It seemed that he had used too much force this time, and he would definitely be entangled by those people for a long time.
Of Tao Yuan's two mobile phones, only Wei Shicheng and Du Yi know the number on one, and more people know the number on the other. Some teachers in the school, people in the gallery, and some Chinese painting masters and Go masters all have his number, and they must have been blown up by now, and he dare not turn on the phone at all.
Tao Yuan thought to himself, he overestimated his ability to deal with it, and he should wait until Wei Shicheng came back, and he should just hide at home during this time.
Those who want to buy paintings are looking for Tao Yuan all over the world. Tao Yuan can turn off his phone to avoid seeing people, but Wei Shicheng's work phone cannot be turned off. Those who call him to find Tao Yuan delay him. A lot of time.
The director of the exhibition hall was going crazy. Ever since the painting was exhibited, those masters had been forcing him to contact Tao Yuan, saying that he would buy the painting even if he spent all his life savings. After the painting was exhibited, it immediately attracted more masters who were unwilling to leave around the painting, and then the media came. After that, he was about to be driven crazy by that person, but Tao Yuan couldn't be contacted anyway, and he couldn't There is no way.
A few days later, Wei Shicheng finally came back. After discussing with Tao Yuan, the two attended the press conference together. Tao Yuan explained to everyone that no matter how much he paid for the painting "Blissful Penglai", he would never sell it. Because he wants to take this painting as his dowry, and after he gets married, it will become the joint property of him and Wei Shicheng, witnessing their love.
Tao Yuan has made it very clear that he will not sell that painting to anyone, let alone foreign collectors. As long as he is still alive, it is absolutely impossible for the painting to be exiled abroad.
Tao Yuan has made it public, but will those who want to buy paintings give up? Of course it is impossible.
Tao Yuan didn't go to school at all, and didn't live in the villa either. He lived with Wei Shicheng in the other garden in the suburbs, painting and playing the piano every day, living a comfortable and comfortable life.
Tao Yuan knew that many people wanted to see him, and these people were either rich and powerful, or high-ranking and powerful. Chess master Su Yongfu and some masters expressed their desire to see him many times, but after seeing one of them, he couldn't see the others, so he simply didn't see anyone.
Tao Yuan can not see people, but Wei Shicheng can't, he has his helplessness.
"A guest is coming tomorrow." Wei Shicheng said holding Tao Yuan.
"Who?" Tao Yuan leaned in his arms, his body was naked under the quilt, and he put his legs on his.
"A cousin of mine, surnamed Liu." Wei Shicheng said, "I talked with him about a piece of land two years ago, but we couldn't talk about it. Recently, he suddenly contacted me and said he was willing to talk with me. But he asked you to be there, I think he must have come for that painting too."
Tao Yuan thought for a while and said, "Is that Liu Xiujie's grandfather?"
"Yes," Wei Shicheng said, "I didn't want to agree to him at first, but that piece of land is really important to the company, so I still want to talk to him. But don't worry, I will never let you Even if I sold him ten pieces of land, I would not agree to let you trade it with him."
"Does that uncle of yours like to play Go?" Tao Yuan recalled the information he found.
"Yes, he is a chess idiot. But don't say it, his level of chess is quite high, even a chess master may not be his opponent."
"Really?" Tao Yuan looked absent-minded, rubbing his fingers on Wei Shicheng's chest.
"What? You want to play chess with him?" Wei Shicheng grabbed his hand and asked.
"I have this idea," Tao Yuan said, "If you say that his level of chess is no lower than that of a chess master, then he must be very confident in himself. Since he wants my painting, then I will bet with him." Well, if he beats me, I'll give him the painting, and if he loses me, I'll give me the land, what do you think?"
"It's not good." Wei Shicheng immediately vetoed, "Your painting is much more valuable than that piece of land, and it's not worth taking risks with the painting."
"You don't have confidence in me?" Tao Yuan raised his head and looked at him with dissatisfied eyes.
"..." Wei Shicheng immediately coaxed, "It doesn't mean you don't have confidence in you, it means you don't take risks you shouldn't take."
Wei Shicheng, as a person who is about to get married, has learned to coax his wife without a teacher. When facing his wife's questioning, sometimes he has to tell some white lies.
"Isn't that just lack of confidence in me? Do you think I can't hear you if you change the word? Huh!" Tao Yuan snorted forcefully and said, "I just want to play against him, even if he is better than a chess master. It's useless, because the chess master is not as good as me, I saw that he is getting older, so I let him go."
"Baby, listen to me, it's not that I don't believe in you, even if you are a chess master, you will miss it sometimes, right? You can't guarantee..."
"I won't listen, I won't listen! You just don't believe me!" Tao Yuan rolled over on the bed and covered his ears vigorously.
"Baby, let's discuss it again, shall we?" Wei Shicheng pressed over and hugged him.
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Wei Shicheng still failed to convince Tao Yuan in the end. Tao Yuan felt that if he was only 90% sure, maybe he would not take the risk, but he was obviously 200% sure, why didn't he do it
The next day, Tao Yuan was playing the piano in Tingshui Pavilion, while Wei Shicheng was lying on the recliner next to him, closing his eyes and resting his mind.
After the housekeeper came in, he reported on the screen, "Sir, Mr. Liu, they are here."
"Invite them to come over and greet them in the outer hall." Wei Shicheng said with his eyes closed.
"yes."
A moment after the butler left, there was the sound of someone entering the outer hall. Wei Shicheng stood up, walked around the screen and walked out.
Tao Yuan continued to play the piano, and he would not stop until he finished playing a piece. This is obsessive-compulsive disorder.
"Cousin, cousin." Wei Shicheng greeted the people who came in, and asked them to sit down.
"Father insists on making a fuss, Shicheng, don't mind." Liu Wangyang, the eldest son of Mr. Liu, said.
"Where is my cousin, my cousin is willing to come, but it's too late for me to welcome you." Wei Shicheng said politely.
After Mr. Liu came in, he didn't speak. After sitting down, he closed his eyes and listened carefully to the soft voice from inside.
Wei Shicheng didn't bother him either. After the helper served tea, he whispered greetings to Liu Wangyang while drinking tea.
"Who is playing the piano?" Mr. Liu asked with his eyes closed.
"It's Qing Yu. He has the habit of not stopping until he finishes playing a piece. When he finishes playing, he will come out." Wei Shicheng said.
"He's a strange person," said Mr. Liu, stroking his beard. "He can play chess, draw, and have such good piano skills. Shicheng, you are so lucky that even my cousin can't help but be convinced."
Wei Shicheng smiled without saying a word, but there was an unconcealable sense of pride in his smile.