I saddle up for my rival [Rebirth]

The voice was quite familiar, and Guan Ling almost subconsciously remembered the unhappily broken up in the car last night, which was not a dispute.The smile on his face froze, he might not be surprised to see Zhou Jinhang here, but seeing Liang Ze was really a surprise.

Liang Ze waited for a while but didn't get an answer, and didn't rush to ask. He took two steps forward with his long legs and put down the bouquet in his hand, and took half a step back to bow to the tombstone.

Guan Ling stood quietly by the side, seeing all this in her eyes, with a lot of doubts in her heart, but she didn't know where to start asking.

"Shall we chat?" Liang Ze asked.

Only then did Guan Ling see clearly that he was wearing a black suit today, even the shirt inside was black. This suit elevated his already tall figure a lot, unlike yesterday's iron gray suit. In comparison, it seems more calm and restrained.

"Shall we chat?" Liang Ze asked again.

Guan Ling pulled back her thoughts, a professional smile reflexively appeared on her face, and her words were teased, "You are my boss, do I have the right to refuse?"

"No." Liang Ze said.

Guan Ling spread his hands, "Is it here?"

Liang Ze didn't say a word, took a deep look at him and then took the lead to walk towards the way he came. Guan Ling clicked his tongue, raised his legs and followed slowly, and couldn't help but look back when he turned the corner.

A silver A8 was parked outside the security booth at the entrance, looking low-key and unassuming, Liang Ze opened the driver's door before Guan Ling approached.

Guan Ling couldn't help but whistled, did this person change cars as often as he changed clothes?

Guan Ling took two quick steps very tactfully, opened the passenger door and sat in.

Liang Ze kept pursing his lips and didn't say a word. After the door closed, he kicked the accelerator and rushed the A8 out.

There were few people and few cars in the cemetery, but the road was quite wide, and Liang Ze was driving. The shadows of the trees on both sides passed by quickly, and Guan Ling couldn't help but lower the window of the car.Occasionally, the sun shines on his face through the gaps in the trees, and the wind carries a slight coolness. This kind of feeling is comfortable and relaxing, which makes him temporarily forget the emotions that just rose in front of the tomb.

The green light was on 200 meters ahead, and there were still 10 seconds before the light turned red, but Liang Ze slowly stepped on the brakes, and the A8 just jumped to the red light when it slowly slid to the stop line.

"If I remember correctly," Liang Ze turned his head to look at him, "You said that the clerk in your store named Zhang Ping is his fan."

Guan Ling raised his eyebrows, "Really? Did I say that? I don't drink well, so I don't remember much."

"It's okay, I don't remember very clearly." Liang Ze said with a good temper, "However, the employees in your store are treated well. The boss personally came to visit his deceased idol in place of the employees who are fans?" Liang Ze looked back. Eye Lamp, added, "Early in the morning."

Guan Ling pretended not to understand the subtext of the words, and nodded very sincerely, "No way, she is the only employee in my store. If the benefits are not good, she pats her ass and leaves, where can I find someone else?" .”

"Coincidentally," Liang Ze started the car, "The most important thing I need is not only money but also contacts. If you need me to introduce two to you?"

"Mr. Liang, you're being polite." Guan Ling smiled and said, "Zhang Ping has done a good job in my shop, and I don't plan to replace him yet."

"Speaking of Zhang Ping," Liang Ze said, "Did you ask her about what I told you yesterday?"

Guan Ling was stunned for a moment before realizing that he was talking about paintings, and hurriedly said nonsense, "I haven't had time yet..."

"You came to visit the idol for her, she should be looking at the shop right now?" Liang Ze interrupted him, "That's right, I'll take you back and talk to her by yourself."

Guan Ling became anxious when he heard that, and blurted out without thinking: "Don't!"

Liang Ze gave him a meaningful look, "What? She's not here?"

Guan Ling hurriedly nodded, "Yes, yes, she is not here, she...she has a stomachache, so she called me early in the morning to ask for leave, and then begged me to come here to worship for her." Looking at Liang Ze's side face, he guessed whether he believed it or not, while using an extremely unhappy tone to pack the lie into more truth, "Otherwise I, a businessman, wouldn't come to such a place early in the morning, how unlucky it is."

After Guan Ling finished speaking, he didn't wait for Liang Ze's answer, and he didn't know how much he believed this lie that he hadn't had time to draft.

"Zhang Ping is not a fan of Cheng Fei at all, and she doesn't have any paintings signed by Cheng Fei before his death." Liang Ze stopped the car in front of the red light at the next intersection, and turned to look at Guan Ling, "Right?"

In fact, Liang Ze was not completely right, but Guan Ling didn't bother to explain, sometimes the more he explained, the more attention and suspicion would be aroused. He said perfunctorily, "Just say what you say."

Liang Ze obviously didn't like this answer, and said bluntly, "You are his fan, and you have his autographed painting."

What he said was very firm. Guan Ling opened his mouth with question marks all over his head for a long time and didn't know how to explain it. Where did he infer this from?

"You don't need to be so surprised." Liang Ze sneered, "The value of Cheng Fei's paintings is not evaluated by the market value, but by the buyer's liking. Can I make some extra money out of it?"

Damn, Guan Ling was dumbfounded, he really wasn't for this benefit when he told such a lie.But listening to Liang Ze's analysis, it seems that what he did without money in this place today seems to be quite interesting.

"What I said last night is still worth it, you can set the price." Liang Ze said again, "Include the part of you pretending to be a middleman, don't play two roles and give me all the bells and whistles."

Even if Guan Ling said that he didn't have Cheng Fei's painting in his hand, the surname Liang would probably not believe it.

Guan Ling sat up straight, tilted his head and looked at Liang Ze who was driving seriously, and after a while he asked tentatively, "Are you his fan?" After saying that, he shook his head in self-denial, "It's unlikely, if he is as rich as you His fans have already become fucking popular in the art world, so why bother to set up a broken gallery to make money. Then you are his classmate? It doesn't look like it..." Guan Ling pretended to guess, and took the last shot There was a ruthless thigh, "You don't like him, do you?"

Liang Ze's hands on the steering wheel shook, and he frowned and gave him a sideways glance.

Guan Ling winked at him and slammed a big thunder, "Crush him?"

Liang Ze glanced at the green light, stepped on the accelerator quickly, and after the car turned left at the intersection, he turned his face and looked at Guan Ling coolly, and said indifferently after a while, "Are you turning? "

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Today is much better, let’s update it in advance, thank you for waiting for me, tomorrow’s update will send red envelopes to everyone