This matter, I have the final say

"It will last for one month. You come back now, and we will set off together in five days. Come back and pack up your thoughts and prepare for school to start."

Fang Zheng complained in his heart, but there was nothing he could do.

"Okay, I'll go back now."

There is no way.What can be done?The relationship between children and career collided.

Fang Zheng felt a little pessimistic. It seemed that things between him and Xu Haodong were not going well. He wanted to come back at Christmas, but something happened to the eldest sister, so he couldn't come back.When Xu Haodong was at home, Easter, he was full of longing for him to come back.But he participated in art exhibitions, he retreated to paint, and could not come back.Xu Haodong waited in vain.This time he can finally come back, Xu Haodong will not be able to come back after participating in the Agricultural Expo.Waiting and waiting, wasting more than ten days, if I had known earlier, he would not be in Tengyun Town, so I would have gone directly to Xu Haodong.

Missed again.

Could it be that the relationship between him and Xu Haodong drifted away because of that quarrel?

Xu Haodong was silent for a few seconds when he heard the news.

"sorry."

He made Fang Zhengkong wait.

Fang Zheng came back from such a long distance just for him, but they didn't even hug or kiss, and they didn't even see each other.

"You are busy, so am I."

Being busy is always a good excuse.Also the most helpless.

"Haodong, one year has passed, we haven't even seen each other, and there are still two years left, you say us, Fang Zheng didn't finish the last sentence, but Xu Haodong understood.

They are all very busy working hard, and they all seem to be very busy for the reunion in three years and for a better life in the future.Then, will it be getting farther and farther away, will it be time to wait for things to change, and will the beauty envisioned be realized in time?

"I love you and I will always wait for you."

Fang Zheng smiled helplessly.

"Well, wait for me. I will come back when I have a vacation. Next time I come back, don't be so busy. Even if you just give me a day, I want to meet you."

"take care of yourself!"

"You too."

Fang Zheng originally thought that the two-month holiday with Xu Haodong would be gone, so with all kinds of regrets, he bid farewell to Aunt Xu and the others, and told his agent that he would not be able to participate in the art exhibition.Back to school.

Xu Haodong finally came back on the fifth day after Fang Zheng left. The Agricultural Fair was half a month old, and he planned to come back earlier, but he was busy from beginning to end.

Lying on the bed where Fang Zheng slept, he took a deep breath, as if this would relieve the pain of lovesickness.

Xiaobai comforted Xu Haodong.It’s okay, my boyfriend and I go abroad for the holidays at Christmas, I’ll take you there, I’ll send you to Fang Zheng’s side, then you two live your life, we two play ours, we meet at the airport when we leave .Don't worry, we will meet again in just over four months.

Well, Xu Haodong drew a big circle on the calendar, even if there was hail and a knife on Christmas Day, he had to go and see Fang Zheng.

Don't worry, after one Christmas, and another, they will not be separated for a long time.

Three years, it will pass soon, time always flies, just like this year, the summer vacation will be in the blink of an eye, and being busy is the best way to solve lovesickness.

When I came back, I started to expand the planting of red mushrooms, built a greenhouse in the base, took people to dig the soil rich in selenium on the glass, and transported them back to make fungus embryos. All orders received this year can be completed.

It is too difficult to be admitted to the Royal Academy of Fine Arts, but the benefits are the best. The school is responsible for the board and lodging for a one-month trip to Europe, and the students only need to bear the air ticket.Several teachers lead the team, explain in detail, and understand in depth.This study tour has benefited a lot.

Fang Zheng is visiting Italy. Sculpture and art are inseparable. The beautiful sculptures are perfect. After the visit, he sits on the steps outside the museum to rest.

When the phone rang, Fang Zheng almost choked on his coffee.Quickly take out your phone.

The agent's call, tomorrow is the agent's art exhibition, do you want to ask yourself if you can go back to participate in the opening ceremony on the first day?

"Brother Wang, I..."

"It's over! It's over!"

Before Fang Zheng could finish speaking, the manager screamed in despair on the phone, crying!

"It's all over! One fire, I'll burn it all up!"

Fang Zheng's heart skipped a beat.

"What fire? What's gone!"

"The warehouse, the warehouse where your paintings are stored, caught fire, and all your paintings were burned! My paintings! Your paintings! More than 100 paintings by more than [-] painters, a fire! It's all gone!"

The broker wailed.

"What can I do! Tomorrow, my money, my paintings, and all my hopes are gone!"

Fang Zheng's hands and feet were numb, how could this happen.How could it catch fire?

"Then the paintings of me and Xiaobai are gone?"

"The firefighters won't let me in, it's still burning inside! Don't talk about painting, this warehouse is almost burnt to pieces!

The manager collapsed, crying heartbreakingly on the phone.

"I sold them all. The buyer lent us for an exhibition. If there is any damage, we will not be able to compensate the full price, and we have to pay for the damage. There is no way to survive now!"

"Who set the fire?"

"I don't know, I don't know, what can I do, my art exhibition!"

The agent fell to the ground in tears, unable to answer any of Fang Zheng's questions. There was a lot of noise on the other end of the phone. Some people yelled to leave quickly, some people shouted that the other side was still burning, and some people said that someone here fainted and called for an ambulance. car!

Then the phone disconnected.Fang Zheng hurriedly called again, but couldn't get through.

Fang Zheng hurriedly called Xiaobai, and Xiaobai's phone was connected quickly, but he was already panicked.

"I'm still five kilometers away from the warehouse. The fire is already raging over there. I don't know what's going on. I'll talk to you when I get there!"

The road ahead was blocked, and the fire brigade did not let the onlookers approach. Xiaobai jumped out of the car and squeezed forward until he reached the edge of the cordon, and saw that the warehouse was surrounded by flames.

The raging fire can be more than ten meters high, and I don't know why it is so big. The firefighters couldn't rush in at all. Several high-pressure water guns were working, and the air was filled with a strong smell of gasoline.

The fire was very large and involved two or three warehouses next door. This area is full of warehouses for artists, including sculptures, porcelain and pottery, and more paintings.

Many artists came here after hearing the news, shouting about my work in distress and despair!

It was blocked by firefighters and was not allowed to pass.

The broker was dragged out by two firefighters, and the broker had passed out.

Xiaobai rushed up and shook the manager vigorously.

"Where is Fang Zheng's painting and our painting!"

The manager was muddy, with snot, tears and dirt all over his face, his eyes filled with despair, he waved at Xiao Bai, and was helped by the doctor to the ambulance.

He couldn't be rescued, and Xiaobai couldn't even rush in. His boyfriend held Xiaobai tightly, and the firefighters didn't let anyone get close.

The raging fire was burning, and the warehouse was engulfed in flames, burning from the inside out, not to mention being burned, any painting would be destroyed by such a large water column.

The fire devours everything.

They were all dumbfounded, their painstaking efforts and creations were all wasted.

Xiaobai's loss was relatively small, only three or four paintings, the most was Fang Zheng, a series of five paintings were all finished.

Their hard-working paintings were gone before they could be displayed.

It's like a woman's painstakingly conceived for nine months and gave birth to a baby who disappeared before she had time to open her eyes to see the world.

Xiaobai's face turned blue.His boyfriend hugged him comfortingly.But what about this loss?Fang Zheng's loss.

The fire lasted for more than three hours, and when the open flame was extinguished, the firefighters rushed in, and Xiaobai also rushed in despite the advice.

Everything was scorched.

The brokers should separate them into different categories, put together the paintings of a painter, and hang them out according to the painter's name when the exhibition is held tomorrow.

Xiaobai rushed to the most conspicuous place. This should be Fang Zheng's painting, but there are very few ashes here, and the frame is gone. It's just a lump.It was a mushy, scorched lump, and I couldn't see what it was.

Xiaobai was a little puzzled. It stands to reason that no matter how big the fire was, they would all be burnt up. That would be five paintings. If the canvas and frame were burnt apart, there should be some leftovers. Why is there a lump the size of a palm?

Could it be that when the fire was being put out, the water column was too strong and washed away all the burnt things?Can't tell who's whose?

Almost all of them were burned, except for one artist's painting in the far corner, and only half of the painting was burned.

I want to cry but have no tears, I have no way to recover.No way, what can I do?

Xiaobai is going crazy, what should I do?Fang Zheng's face was also ugly, and he clenched his fists fiercely.For these paintings, he gave up the opportunity to go back to China, and stayed up all night fighting. He thought he could sell some money, but now he is looking for money. The agent has already negotiated the price with the buyer. At the end of the next half of the art exhibition, one hand draws money.First go through the broker's hands, deduct the tax, the broker's commission, and then call Fang Zheng.

In the agreement signed by the buyer and the broker, there is also an accident such as sudden force majeure. The broker has to pay the buyer not only the deposit, but also bears 20.00% of the damages.

There is also a contract between the agent and the artist, and the agent will take part of the total amount of the painting sold, and the risk will be shared during the exhibition.That is to say, 20.00% of the damage compensation needs to be borne by the agent and the painter.

Fang Zheng lost the painting and had to bear [-]% of the compensation.

What if the agent is dizzy?If he doesn't die, he has to get up and deal with all the aftermath. Tomorrow is the art exhibition. How much entrance fee did he charge, and the money will be refunded.

Gritting his teeth, the agent got up and called the painters.

Call Fang Zheng first, Fang Zheng will suffer the most.

"Mr. Fang, I'm really sorry, I can't take care of you."

"What's going on? Why did the good warehouse catch fire? Didn't it say that there was no smoking? Did the guards of the warehouse neglect their duties?"

The agent choked out a sob.

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