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"Yes, I not only run several galleries, but I also travel and paint."

Huang Xiandong is not exaggerating. He has always called himself an "artistic prince" and has a deep understanding of painting and musical instruments.

Gan Qi was surprised when she realized that she was facing a professional person.

"A person as powerful as you actually asked me, a little-known person, to customize a painting?"

"Of course there is a reason!"

Huang Xiandong picked up the water she poured.

“I especially like to discover potential painters.”

"I have seen your paintings, they have quite a personal style."

It's rare to meet someone who appreciates her, and Gan Qi is flattered.

"I wonder what kind of painting Mr. Huang wants to customize?"

"You have a strong sense of color. I want you to imitate Monet's water lilies, focusing on the artistic conception of night. There can be a girl in the picture."

Gan Qi wrote down his requests one by one.

Professional people are different. They can clearly describe their needs in a few sentences.

Huang Xiandong looked up and down the office, "Does Miss Gan work here on weekdays?"

"That's it."

Usually few people come looking for it.

The other half of the office was separated by closed curtains, and Tao Xixi was not there at the moment.

She was lazy and went shopping to buy clothes.

Gan Qi secretly felt sorry for her best friend, because Mr. Huang in front of her was tall and definitely looked like a handsome guy.

Her skin is dark and has a bit of an exotic feel to her. If she doesn't do it right, she might become a nymphomaniac.

While Huang Xiandong was chatting with Gan Qi, he observed her every move with sharp eyes.

He became more and more curious: This woman is obviously very ordinary.

Although Gan Qi's facial features are correct, they are far from breathtaking.

Could it be that I met a master who can pretend?

But the more I look at it, the more normal it becomes. Could it be a poison?

What's wrong with Meng Yan's eyes?

In the office of the president of Meng Group.

Qin Feng promptly reported to Meng Yan: "Mr. Meng, Consultant Huang found out where Madam works and went there personally."

Meng Yan, who had just finished the meeting, was stunned.

"what?"

This guy Huang Xiandong!

It's not that the Huang family never alerts others when investigating matters. They always act in secret.

What’s the point of such a fanfare about the past?

Meng Yan stood up and buttoned his suit, "Let's go."

Gan Qi in the office briefly introduced the painting in progress to Huang Xiandong.

Huang Xiandong lowered his head and glanced at his watch, "Ms. Gan, I see it's almost dinner time. If there are no other arrangements, would you allow me to treat you to a meal?"

Gan Qi knew that it was better to discuss cooperation matters at the dinner table than in this small office.

Moreover, the atmosphere here is somewhat strange with a man and a woman alone.

It's just that she always feels a little weird and can't explain why.

He hesitated slightly and said, "Okay."

Huang Xiandong smiled slightly, showing his fox tail! This woman is indeed bolder than other girls I have seen.

Gan Qi then explained: "It's rare for Mr. Huang to recognize me. I see that you are a senior. Please give me some advice on painting."

"small issue."

Huang Xiandong: Look!She is indeed a scheming woman. When the man she met for the first time asked him to invite her to dinner, she agreed.

Gan Qi: For life, for life, for life.

Close the office door.

Gan Qi took her small bag and they got off the elevator together.

When she came downstairs, Gan Qi looked at the food on the street, and suddenly thought that the other party shouldn't spend too much money to treat her to a meal.

"How about I invite you?"

"No, just tell me what you want to eat."

It was rare to meet such a customer. Gan Qi looked up and looked around, with the intention of saving money for him.

She thought, it would be the same wherever she ate.

The point is not to eat, but to have a good chat while eating.

For example, the details of the painting, its size, how far it needs to be framed...

Gan Qi pointed to the place not far ahead and said, "Is this the hot dry noodle shop on the corner of the street?"

"Ok?"

Hot, hot dry noodles?

Huang Xiandong didn't react for a while.

What did she choose?Anyway, let’s have some grilled fish, steamed shrimps, pastries or something like that.

"Mr. Huang, don't you like eating?"

"No."

It’s too tacky! Eight yuan of hot dry noodles per person, and he never likes to eat any noodles.

Huang Xiandong smiled bravely and said, "Okay, no problem."

Gan Qi: I’m so thoughtful about saving money for my customers.

The two of them were about to enter the store when they heard the sound of a car behind them.

Gan Qi looked back subconsciously and saw the familiar Dongfeng.

Meng Yan is here.