He wags his tail when he sees me

"What's for lunch?"

A young man with a glass of milk walks up to another man with a palette in his hand.

The paintbrush in the man's left hand adjusted a gray color on the palette, and then continued to paint on the canvas.

Hearing the young man's question, he raised his eyes to look at him, and suddenly smiled. It seemed that he was in his early twenties, but he had a different maturity. His eyes were clear and transparent, reflecting the one or two bits of light coming in from the window. It seems to be shining.

"Here," he raised his chin, looking at the cup of steaming milk in the man's hand, "put down the milk, I'll drink this at noon."

"It's not necessary, you, do you think you haven't been out for a few days?"

"Aren't I busy?" He smiled slightly, looking quiet and well-behaved, "When I'm done, I'll go to the movies with you, or go on a trip? Didn't you say you wanted to go to Greece? Just go Greece is fine."

"Both," the young man heard him say this, and then he looked expectant but still calm, "anything is fine."

"By the way," thinking of something, he withdrew his smile again, frowning, "Jiang Junchen asked if you would go back this year for Chinese New Year, and he said that if you don't go back, he will sell your company."

"You listen to him," he raised his eyebrows at him, leaned over to drink the milk in his hand, and the latter adjusted his hand posture a little embarrassedly, "I just asked him to take care of it for me, and he can't do anything. "

"The travel..."

"Go ahead and do some homework."

"Jiang Che, one of Mr. Ran's touring exhibitions is in China, are you going back?" Yi Wentao said suddenly, scratching his neck.

Only then did Jiang Che put down his things with a look of sudden realization.

Ran Qingming's touring exhibition will display Jiang Che's works. It has been two years since he left the country. It was exhibited on the account registered by Che before. Jiang Che didn't say anything after he knew about it. However, those little fans who had followed Jiang Che on the Internet were restless for a long time. After all, Jiang Che hadn't appeared in the public eye for a long time. up.

"Yeah, I'd have forgotten it if you didn't tell me." Jiang Che stood up and stretched, then sat down and continued to draw, "I still have to go back, let's put aside the things about going out to play, huh?"

Yi Wentao curled his lips, feeling that he was talking too much, but he didn't say anything, because he was afraid that Jiang Che would suddenly react and blame himself for not reminding him.

There was no sound around him, so Jiang Che raised his eyes and glanced at him. Looking at his disappointed expression, he said with a smile, "I didn't say no, I just pushed back first."

"That's equivalent to not going." Yi Wentao muttered in a low voice, seeing that Jiang Che was drawing seriously, but there was still a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he was so gentle that he couldn't say a word.

"Go and get my phone, let's go out to eat." Jiang Che said suddenly, which made Yi Wentao dazed for a while before he realized it, and then ran outside.

Jiang Che put down the work at hand, washed his hands, and went out. In the past two years, he could count the number of times he went out with his fingers. Jiang Che went to see the doctor when he thought of it, or made an appointment in advance and was psychologically motivated. Doctor chatting.

The candy from two years ago was considered very important at first, and I would keep it with me for a year at first, but then it disappeared for some reason.

Jiang Che searched for a long time but couldn't find it. Later, he talked to a psychiatrist before he was relieved. There are some things that Jiang Che didn't want to lose, but there was nothing he could do.

After going out, Yi Wentao was already waiting there.

Spring is a very warm season.

Jiang Che put on a thin coat, and Yi Wentao booked a western restaurant with a nice environment.

Yi Wentao lived a happy life here, and sometimes Jiang Che felt that he should be like him and integrate himself into this society.

"Let me treat you today, you can order whatever you want." Jiang Che handed him the menu, "I received an order two days ago, and the deposit has already been received."

"A genius is a genius," Yi Wentao smiled, and was not polite to him, "Your hands are so perfect, have you bought insurance?"

"I bought it and guaranteed 5000 million," Jiang Che said, not sure if it was true or not. "Did I insure less?"

Yi Wentao actually nodded, with a serious look, "It's less, [-] million is about the same."

"Haha." Jiang Che seldom laughed so heartily, and Yi Wentao's heart fluttered slightly when he laughed.

"I'll just eat the same food as you." Jiang Che leaned back on the chair. He hadn't turned on his phone for a long time, and he turned it on while Yi Wentao was ordering food.

Usually, Yi Wentao is helping me manage that account. I haven't seen it myself. I wanted to take a picture of the scenery for my fans to see, but as soon as I opened it, there were a lot of private messages and Aite.

[Senior, the recent painting is awesome, I want to buy it, do you want it? 】

[Senior, do you know that there is a person who is very famous recently? He has a similar painting style as yours, but his works are all in a dark style. When I saw it suddenly, I thought, Senior, when did you get so lost? . 】

Probably similar to the above.

Jiang Che didn't care about it at first, but after reading a lot, he became a little curious. He was about to take a closer look at the work of the person whose painting style was very similar to his own, but the meal came first.

"Jiang Che, let's eat first, you didn't even eat breakfast."

Yi Wentao spoke, interrupting Jiang Che's thinking.

"Okay." He put down his phone thoughtfully, started eating with concentration, and then returned to the studio, forgetting about it.

Because of Ran Qingming's tour exhibition, Jiang Che returned to China ahead of schedule, and Yi Wentao wanted to go with him, but Jiang Che didn't let him go, because there are actually a lot of things going on here, and it's hard for Yi Wentao to get away now.

After sending Jiang Che to the airport, he reluctantly watched Jiang Che go through the security check and enter the waiting room, and then immediately cheered himself up and comforted himself that Jiang Che would be back soon.

Originally, Jiang Che didn't have to go back to China, but Ran Qingming even put his own paintings in this exhibition.After Jiang Che found out, there was no reason not to go back.

Jiang Che didn't tell anyone when he returned home. He probably wanted to come and leave quietly. If possible, he could stop by to see Jiang Jihai and have a meal with him.

But for some reason, when Jiang Che got off the plane and walked out of the airport hall, he saw Jiang Junchen standing there holding a banner. The yellow letters on the red background were unusually eye-catching.

Jiang Che didn't remember what Jiang Junchen looked like at first, but he just walked over like this. In the past two years, his face blindness has become worse.

"Who are you?" Jiang Che patted his hand holding the banner, and said, "Don't hold it up and embarrass people to death."

Jiang Junchen was not sad because Jiang Che couldn't recognize him, since he hadn't seen him for so long, his face must be no different from other passers-by in his mind.

He didn't care, stepped forward to pull Jiang Che's luggage, and said, "Go back first, Dad cooked you a lot of food. You kid didn't even tell me when you came back."

Jiang Che realized after hearing him say this, and at the same time knew why Jiang Junchen knew that he had returned to the country.

"Yi Wentao told you, right?" Jiang Che put his hands in his pockets, he was still like this, always showing a little arrogance invisibly.

Jiang Junchen laughed and said, "China has developed faster than foreign countries in the past two years. You may not know the way home by yourself. Isn't he worried about you, so he told me."

Although Jiang Che was a little unhappy, he still didn't say, "Thank you."

Jiang Junchen was right.

"How is the company?" On the way, Jiang Che asked him, "By the way, Secretary Wang, right? How is he doing now?"

"I have already given birth to two children." Jiang Junchen turned his head and glanced at Jiang Che on the co-pilot, and smiled, "Maybe there will be no one in the world with a bigger heart than you."

In order to allow Jiang Junchen to manage the company better, Jiang Che later transferred 20.00% of the company's shares to Jiang Junchen, so Jiang Junchen's shareholding was almost at the same level as Jiang Che's.

"I believe in you." Jiang Che said lightly, "You are my good brother."

Jiang Junchen didn't expect to hear such words from Jiang Che's mouth in his lifetime, he almost stopped the car and cried while hugging Jiang Che, he just felt that he was right to send Jiang Che abroad.

"Are you going to stay in China for a few days?" Jiang Junchen said, "The photos you posted on the Internet made you popular again. Every day, many little fans and people in the industry stop at the company and ask for your contact information. My My head is about to explode."

"Really?" Jiang Che laughed out loud, as if he thought of that scene and thought it was very interesting, "Let's wait until my master's art exhibition is over. Next time, I must solemnly issue a statement saying that I am not in the country and let them not harass you."

"When you are happy, I am happy."

While speaking, Jiang Junchen had already driven the car to the underground parking lot downstairs of the apartment building. Jiang Che got out of the car, Jiang Junchen helped him carry the luggage, and took the direct elevator in the garage to go upstairs.

The door was open, as if waiting for Jiang Che to come back.

Jiang Jihai lingered in the living room for a long time, and when he heard Jiang Che and Jiang Junchen's voices, he rushed up to meet them.

Jiang Che moved into the room and hadn't seen Jiang Jihai for a long time. The father who was still very young in his impression suddenly became as old as his peers. Jiang Che's heart skipped a beat, and then he suddenly realized that he really Haven't been back for too long.

"Dad, I'm back." Jiang Che stood at the door and smiled at Jiang Jihai.

Jiang Jihai didn't seem to know what to say, he rubbed his hands awkwardly and turned sideways, "Come in, come in, you're exhausted from the journey, eat first, eat first."

With Jiang Junchen present, there would be nothing to say at the dinner table. Jiang Che was sleepy due to jet lag and went back to his room to sleep after eating.

The furnishings in the room were still exactly the same as when he left, and the little dolls in the drawer were still neatly arranged in rows. Jiang Che smiled, and he didn't seem to like such little things very much now.

Means nothing……