Marvel Road to Survival

As the last stop came to an end, the Fisk couple signed a long-term cooperation contract with Artwin Gallery. They accepted the remaining works after the exhibition. These paintings will be placed in Mr. Fisk's private exhibition hall in Madrid. , open as a private collection for people to visit.

The farewell banquet was grand, and many famous big shots were present. The names that had appeared in textbooks were now in front of him. Qiao Qi had nothing to be excited about. He had seen too many in the past few months.

I noticed something was wrong with Wen Qing, but I couldn't tell what was wrong. However, something was wrong with Qiao Qi himself. In the past few months, the hooded boy had harassed him from time to time. Now he not only talked about some metaphysical things, but also told him stories all night long. He was very annoyed by all kinds of things.

He has a real nervous breakdown, falls into trances, and has been very forgetful lately.

Wen Qing drank a lot that night, and Qiao Qi couldn't stop him even if he wanted to. The woman opened her mouth to drink, and anyone who clinked glasses with her was welcome.

Two outstanding employees, Mr. Bai and Sister Zhao, flew back to China after the last station layout was completed. They were rushing to celebrate the New Year and reunite with their families in advance.

After Mr. Fisk opened the champagne, he was entangled by a group of speculators. Vanessa didn't know when she got close to Jozy, posing and trying to arouse the man's interest.

"Sorry, Mrs. Vanessa, I have to send the boss back, she can hardly stand." Qiao Qi left quickly and helped Wen Qing leave the reception.

Anyway, the purpose of the banquet is to sign the contract. The business has been done, so it would be better to leave early. I am a fragile little sheep under the claws of the red wolf. I will definitely not get anything good if I stay for a long time, and Boss Wen doesn't care. He just drank alone.

After struggling to move the woman back to the room and throwing her on the bed, Qiao Qi planned to go back to sleep. Recently, he told stories to the hooded boy every night. That guy liked to dig holes, and he planned to dig deeper tonight.

After thinking about it, he helped Wen Qing take off her high heels. Suddenly, he heard the woman squeaking. Qiao Qi thought she wanted to vomit, so he hurriedly helped her up. Unexpectedly, the fragrant wind blew in his face, and the soft long hair swept across his face. He was... People hugged.

"Damn it, don't hug me blindly, I'm not a pillow." Qiao Qi threw it away and looked at Wen Qing's face: "We are good people and will do our best to the end. Who made you my lover?"

He decisively rummaged through his bag to find makeup remover, smeared it on her face randomly, took a towel to help her wash her face and remove her makeup, and finally wiped the woman's face with a hot towel.

"I really don't know what women are thinking nowadays. They look better without makeup, so why do they have to harm their own skin?" Qiao Qi gave Wen Qing's face a high score, pondered for a moment, took out her phone and quietly took a photo. Ready to collect.

"Brother, are you not good enough?" The woman suddenly opened her eyes and said this through gritted teeth. Qiao Qi was adjusting the focus and was so frightened that she almost threw away her phone.

""Qiaozi was more scared than seeing the boy in the scary hood.

"Okay, you don't have a chance. I gave you a chance but you're useless, you coward." Wen Qing stretched out, found a bottle of soda water from the refrigerator, took a big sip, and even took a break. She was very unhappy. Lady.

"Boss, you woke up quickly enough," Qiao Qi said to him as he looked around, preparing to leave.

"Okay, I planned to tell you tomorrow morning." Wen Qing motioned for Qiao Qi to sit down.

"From now on, you will be in charge of Art Wen." The woman was a little lonely: "I originally wanted to be wild one last time, so I spent a night mentally building myself up, determined to give my artistic life a perfect ending, you scumbag. You don’t cooperate, bah”

"You are such a bastard if you don't take advantage of it." Wen Qing's mouth was very mean and vicious.

"Wait a minute, Mr. Wen, please tell me," Qiao Qi was confused.

"Yes, Yiwen will give you full responsibility. I may rarely go there in the future. I probably won't paint again." Wen Qing was still under the influence of alcohol after all. She drank purely to strengthen her courage, but at this moment she Stimulated her emotions.

Seeing Qiao Qi staring at her, the woman turned away. Qiao Qi could see her eyes were red and tears were welling up in her eyes.

"Why is Yiwen just starting out now and just making a name for itself? This opportunity is rare, and you also promised Mr. Fisk to start the second round of tour next year." Qiao Qi couldn't understand the woman's thinking at all.

"This is a game. Fisker is my dad's friend. Otherwise, do you think that an agent alone can convince such a person to spend huge sums of money to support a gallery that has just been established a few years ago?" She continued:

"Art is just a hobby of his. Fisk's main business is" Wen Qing pointed to the black tabletop.

"This big brother of furniture is a decorator," Qiao Qi didn't know why.

"Pfft" the woman couldn't help but laugh, paused and then said: "It's a dirty job."

Qiao Qi was shocked. The bald man who looked honest, honest, stupid and rich turned out to be a gangster.

"Don't say I didn't remind you, stay away from Vanessa." Wen Qing put her feet together and put her knees on the chair.

She lit a cigarette, put it in Qiao Qi's mouth, and lit another one for herself. She said quietly: "We are very similar. We are both tired of our families. We are both freaks cultivated by abnormal education. I The art that I created with my own hands is about to leave me. You have lost your lover, and I have lost my favorite thing."

Qiao Qi smacked his lips. There was only a smell of alcohol on the cigarette filter: "I probably know what your family does. There is no conflict with painting when you go back to take over."

When Wen Qing saw Meng Lang, he glared at him: "You don't understand that your family's affairs are considered upright. I can allow you to do what you want, but I can't. The rules of fishing for sidelines are too big. I haven't started yet."

Wen Qing took a deep breath from the cigarette and exhaled the smoke. Her pretty face was shrouded in smoke, making her look like a fairy: "In ancient times, there were river transportation, dock loading and unloading coolies, and men who stretched hair. In order to earn a living, the poor people in the world, They often fight and lose their lives for a hard work scheme."

"The Cao Gang came into being, integrating the forces in the canal basin and setting rules, so that all the poor people in the world can beg for food on the river."

"At the end of the Ming Dynasty and the beginning of the Qing Dynasty, the Cao Gang became bigger, changed its appearance, and called itself Qing. The founder came from Hongmen, so naturally he also belonged to the Tiandi Hui that resisted the Qing Dynasty and restored the Ming Dynasty. The so-called red flowers, green leaves, and white lotus roots, the three religions turned out to be one family."

Qiao Qi was stunned when he heard this: "Who are you, Wei Xiaobao?"

"That's Hongmen. The so-called Sanhe are all anti-Qing righteous men. The Hong, Qing, and Bailian families have the same purpose, but they do things in different ways. The so-called turning from green to Hong, wearing red and wearing colors, turning from Hong to green, peeling and cramping."

"There are two sects of meat and vegetables in the world, the upper four sects and the lower four sects. The generals of the eight rivers and lakes sects are all under the control of the marshal. They are all my disciples in Caohe." Wen Qing was full of momentum and immediately changed his face when talking about Jianghu affairs.

"My father defeated his uncle from the north and took the flag. However, the position was incorrect and there was no official transfer of position. Therefore, every move will be watched by everyone. One wrong step will lead to bloodshed."

Her face was expressionless, as if she was telling a small matter that had nothing to do with her: "So the marshal can only do what the marshal should do. I have no choice. The path chosen by my father has already led me into the water. There is no exit from this world. , whoever retreats will die.”

"So I can only lead the commander's flag, so I have to give up what I love most. The marshal must not have any flaws. Once he takes command, he must be impeccable in both light and dark ways. He cannot give an excuse to his fellow brothers to touch the low-level things, let alone let him have ulterior motives. The reader can figure out his preferences and rules of conduct.”

Qiao Qi was stunned when he heard this. He never expected him. He thought he was a rich man, but he didn't expect him to be a leader in the world. He had all the power.

"When will you, uh, take over?" Qiao Qi thought carefully about his words.

"Going home this time." Wen Qing was very sad. Her hard work could only be given away, and she would have to live in the world of intrigues from now on.