He wags his tail when he sees me

"Dad didn't touch your things."

Jiang Jihai suddenly appeared at the door of the room, Jiang Che turned his head to look at him, and smiled, not because he was alienated, but because he had nothing to say and didn't know what he should say, "It's okay."

After Jiang Che finished speaking, he closed the drawer, and said in a calm tone, "Leave it as it is. If there are children in the family, you can take it out and give it to them."

Jiang Jihai didn't know how to reply to Jiang Che's words. Although Jiang Junchen had done a lot of psychological work for him before and said that he should be more natural when facing Jiang Che, Jiang Che seemed to be more incomprehensible to himself now than before, and Jiang Jihai also I don't know how Jiang Che is recovering now, so I dare not say anything hastily.

In the final analysis, the blows one after another were all caused by him. He is not a father who can fully express his feelings, and he doesn't know how to say it all at once.

"Well, then you rest first, and Dad won't bother you."

"Yeah." Jiang Che nodded with a smile, without saying anything.

After Jiang Jihai went out and closed the door for him, Jiang Che lay on the bed and rested for a while with his eyes closed, thinking about going to the company to see the situation.

I haven't been back for a long time, and the air seems to be different.

Maybe it was because he was too sleepy, Jiang Che fell asleep within 2 minutes of lying on the bed.

I was restless in my dream.

When I woke up, I vaguely remembered that I had dreamed of a man, just an outline, but I didn't quite know who that man was, after all, I was face-blind.

Jiang Che lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

I don't know how long it took before Jiang Che suddenly sat up from the bed as if he came back to his senses, and then went to the bathroom to take a shower.

When he went out of the room, Jiang Che saw that Jiang Jihai was still sitting in the living room as before, listening to the familiar operas, only a few over and over again.

When Jiang Che approached, he realized that Jiang Jihai was actually asleep on the sofa. When he closed his eyes, there would be fine wrinkles and deeply furrowed brows.

He went back to the room and took a blanket to cover Jiang Jihai before going out.

I don't know if there is any point in coming back this time. Jiang Che originally wanted to drive but was afraid that he would get lost, so he took a taxi to the company in the end.

It seemed that the receptionist had changed, but she seemed to be Jiang Che's little fan on the Internet, so she recognized Jiang Che at a glance and let her in.

"Don't tell others about my return to China." Jiang Che smiled, and told the front desk that he didn't think he was famous, but he was afraid that he would cause trouble if he was not careful.

"I won't tell other people's bosses." The front desk was a little excited. She was a young lady with rich body language when she was excited. She was very cute and seemed to be a college student who had just graduated, with a chubby face. "I just want to see you That's why I came here to apply."

"Thank you." Jiang Che raised an eyebrow at her, "I must work hard today."

"Yes Yes!"

Jiang Junchen seemed to be in a meeting, and there was no one in the office, so Jiang Che went to the office by himself and sat on the office chair.

Jiang Che suddenly felt nostalgic for the place he hadn't seen for a long time. This feeling was not very bad, but it was a little strange.

Jiang Che couldn't sit still, so he started to walk around in the office. When he opened the drawer, he saw a photo frame that was turned upside down. When he picked it up, he saw two men in the photo, one was himself, the other was...

Before he had time to think about it, Jiang Che heard the voices of Secretary Wang and Jiang Junchen from outside the door, and he subconsciously closed the drawer and sat back on the office chair.

When Jiang Junchen entered the office, he still had a decent expression on discussing business with Secretary Xiao Wang.

"Not bad, you, how does it feel to be the boss?"

Jiang Junchen was startled when Jiang Che made a sound, "Jiang Che, why didn't you say hello when you came?"

"I come to my company, what can I say hello to?" Jiang Che leaned on the desk and smiled, "You won't do anything wrong behind my back, will you?"

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When Jiang Che went back, he had been very concerned about the photo in the drawer of his office, and Jiang Junchen had been keeping secrets from him, Jiang Che couldn't help but care even more.

Jiang Che walked around outside, walked to the park and sat for a while, then took out his phone again.

He suddenly remembered that when he was having dinner with Yi Wentao last time, he saw someone on the Internet saying that there is a famous person whose painting style is very similar to his own. that person's work.

Maybe it is really famous, so you can find it in a random search, and many people compare their own works with his, saying that if they walk in the sunshine style, then they must walk in the dark style.

"Haha." Jiang Che couldn't help laughing. He didn't know why they were able to talk like that, but that person really seemed to have a feeling of imitating himself invisibly, whether it was his technique, expression or structure.

Jiang Che thought about it and decided to forget it, the world is so big that there are always similarities.

Two days later, Ran Qingming's touring exhibition began. In a well-known local exhibition hall, only old national-level artists can exhibit their personal art works there.Jiang Che is considered to be the first person to exhibit his paintings in it at a young age.

On the day of the touring exhibition, a silver-gray car parked outside the exhibition hall, and a man got out of the car. He was wearing a combination of Chinese and Western styles, with charming eyes, long black hair tied into a high ponytail, and fair skin. It seems that the whole person is shining, dressed very delicately, standing in the crowd without speaking is particularly eye-catching.

"Here we are, let's get out of the car." As the man said so, he knocked on the car window to let another person in the car get out of the car.

There was no movement for a while, and the man was about to open the car and pull him down, when another man got down from the back seat. He had shoulder-length curly long hair, tied loosely with a black rubber band, which was too long. His bangs covered his brows and eyes, but he was tall and tall. He lowered his head so he looked very sloppy.

He was wearing a long dark green windbreaker and a pair of cotton slippers worn at home, looking very listless.

There is still a circle of stubble on his face, it looks like he hasn't taken care of it for a long time, because he was dragged out temporarily, so he reluctantly came out, and he will go back soon.

"I brought you out to let you relax, don't die."

Ran Wenrui glanced at him, and said, "Not everyone can come to my grandpa's touring exhibition. I brought you here because I admire you, you know?"

Seeing that he was ignoring him, Ran Wenrui went in first.

The sloppy man lowered his head and looked very confused, then raised his eyes to look at him, hesitated for a long time before following him.

"Master," Jiang Che walked towards Ran Qingming, "Thank you for giving me this opportunity."

Ran Qingming looked at him lovingly and patted his head, "It's all because of your good performance. How are you? Are you still used to living abroad?"

"It was quite uncomfortable at first, but I got used to it later." Jiang Che walked around with Ran Qingming, and a reporter came by the door wanting to interview him. Jiang Che glanced at him and said, "Master, why don't you go there first?" side."

"Aren't you coming with me?" Ran Qingming said, "I still want to take this opportunity to promote you."

"Don't, don't, master," Jiang Che hurriedly smiled and waved his hands, "I won't, it's fine that I'm like this, if I become famous, too many people like me, it's not good."

"Haha," Ran Qingming reached out and tapped his forehead, feeling a little helpless, "You."

After Ran Qingming left, Jiang Che went to see those works by himself. The artist is worthy of being an artist, and when his own works are placed next to Ran Qingming, they look very immature and mediocre.

His mood was a bit complicated, Jiang Che never thought that he still had such a day, really...

"It's not too late, the time has not come"?No, that's not what I said.

Jiang Che turned around, and saw a sharply dressed man standing in front of his screen for a long time, Jiang Che kept staring at him, seeing him standing there for about 3 minutes and he still didn't leave, Jiang Che I want to go up and explain to him, afraid that he doesn't understand something.

"Hello, sir," Jiang Che asked him with a polite smile, "Do you need me to explain what I don't understand?"

"No need," the man stared at Jiang Che's words, his voice was hoarse, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time, "I want to buy, can I sell it?"

"Sir, we don't sell paintings at exhibitions."

"I don't care how much it costs." The man turned his head, and at first he kept his eyes on the painting, and then he glanced at him because he wanted to talk to Jiang Che, "You can sell the painting to me..."

"This is really not good." Jiang Che laughed more clearly this time. He didn't know what the man in front of him wanted to do. It didn't mean that he had no money to buy it, but Jiang Che really didn't want to sell it. angry.

"..."

The man was stunned when he saw Jiang Che, but his hair was so long that Jiang Che couldn't see his face clearly. After seeing that the man didn't speak, Jiang Che also followed him for two seconds, "Sir, there is nothing else. If you want to see the matter, you can watch it yourself first. If you need to explain, can you come to me again?"

Seeing that he didn't respond, Jiang Che turned around and left, but within two steps, Jiang Che felt that he followed him.

The corners of Jiang Che's mouth twitched a few times, he raised his eyebrows, and then settled down.

The man followed him to a stop, and when he saw Jiang Che turning around, he seemed startled, and immediately took two steps back, his eyes flickering and he raised his eyes to look at him as if he didn't dare to look at him, but the emotion in his eyes was full of surprise.

Seeing him like this, Jiang Che stopped talking, but when he turned around, the man followed him again.

"Sir, do you have any questions?" Jiang Che said, "If it's buying paintings, we really don't sell them."

"Che..." The man's voice was a little hoarse, he opened his mouth, and his voice trembled with excitement, "Che."

Jiang Che frowned suspiciously, took a step forward, and the man took a step back, as if he was afraid of him, and said, "You know me?"

"I'm sorry, I'm face-blind." Jiang Che strode forward, grabbed the man's hand, and raised his hand to push the hair blocking the man's face aside, but the man turned his head away, but his eyes were still fixed on him. looking at Jiang Che's face.

"Let me take a look at your face, okay?" Jiang Che sighed helplessly.

"Lin Ji." At this time, Ran Wenrui called him suddenly, "Come with me."

"Lin Ji?" Jiang Che looked at Ran Wenrui and then at the man in front of him, and repeated along with Ran Wenrui suspiciously.