I saddle up for my rival [Rebirth]

The A8 turned a corner and drove into Tianlong Street. Guan Ling subconsciously sat up straight, looked out of the car window at the familiar street scene, and felt mixed feelings.

But in just three or four days, when he returned to this familiar place, he felt as if he had been away for three or four months.

Tianlong Street is located in the city center, surrounded by various office buildings and business districts, and the land is expensive.

A gallery is located at the corner of a crossroad, with a particularly good viewing angle, and the rent is not cheap compared to shops. When Cheng Fei chose the location here, Zhou Jinhang even teased him that his eyes were above the ceiling.

It’s just that the geographical location was so superior when the site was selected at the beginning, it’s so embarrassing now. Guan Ling almost saw through the car window the white gate that was splashed with red paint. On the red wall beside the gate, someone wrote in black paint There are several large characters, but the characters have probably been processed hastily, and it is not clear what is written, but the visual impact is still not small.

Liang Ze also saw it, his brows were imperceptibly furrowed, and his face gradually collapsed.

Zhou Jinhang closed the car door, and seeing Liang Ze's reaction didn't seem to be surprising, he still thought to tease, "For the sake of being friends for many years, regretting now doesn't count as regretting your appointment."

Liang Ze shook his head calmly, "No need."

"Get someone to deal with it," Zhou Jinhang said as he walked forward, "We can't find someone to watch over here 24 hours a day. As soon as the front feet are treated, new ones will appear on the back feet, so we don't plan to deal with them at all."

Liang Ze didn't say a word, and walked forward together with him. After a few steps, a young man wearing glasses walked over with a smile, and said hello to Zhou Jinhang first.

"This is the current person in charge of the gallery," Zhou Jinhang briefly introduced to Liang Ze, "After all, the gallery is just a game for me, and it is impossible to keep running here. After Cheng Fei's accident, the gallery is quite chaotic. , so I temporarily found the former lobby manager here to take charge." After speaking, he said to the manager, "Have you brought all the keys?"

The manager nodded, took out a large bunch of keys from his bag and handed them over. Zhou Jinhang took the keys and said, "It's all right. From today onwards, you won't be in charge of this gallery."

Liang Ze glanced at the unrecognizable gate and wall, and said to Zhou Jinhang, "Open the door and go in."

Zhou Jinhang opened the door according to his words, Liang Ze stepped in first, Zhou Jinhang followed closely behind, while walking in, he introduced the layout of the gallery and the famous painters who had settled there.

Liang Ze's gaze scanned the paintings on the wall, some were complete and some were artificially damaged, and each painting had a red seal or autograph representing the artist's identity.Zhou Jinhang didn't seem to know much about these paintings. He only briefly mentioned a few well-known painters in the art circle. Liang Ze scanned the paintings one by one according to the names in his mouth. For carelessness.

After passing through several paintings, he felt that it was too quiet here. He looked back and realized that the little assistant he had brought didn't seem to come in with them since he got out of the car.

Could it be that he sneaked away?

This is the only possibility Liang Ze can think of.

From the time he brought the man to Minghui Building, Liang Ze discovered that Guan Ling was actually unwilling. Even though he charged a high service fee, he only saw him making things difficult for him along the way. He had never seen him serve him. The reason why he got angry was because he was afraid that Zhao Yihuan would make a mistake. If this person really ran away, he would definitely have to bring him back and clean him up.

Liang Ze threw down and was still chattering and introduced to himself that the picture of Merlin in front of him was made by an upstart in the art circle, and that upstart was Zhou Jinhang, who was so talented. He turned around and walked towards the gate, but only took a few steps. Liang Ze's feet stopped.

Guan Ling did not sneak away, at this time he was standing in front of a half-destroyed painting hanging high on the right side of the gate, the painting was black and white, in the painting a bald boy with a dirty face raised his arms high, There is deep fatigue in the eyes, but the eyes are extremely bright, with the innocence of children, the slender arms are slightly bent forward, and there is a light gray bird standing in the arms. The legs were put away, and he looked like a lame man, but the bird's eyes were full of unyielding defiance.

Liang Ze subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the person, and walked forward.

After seeing what kind of painting the upright official was looking at, Liang Ze raised his eyebrows, "What's so interesting about the little sparrow."

Guan Ling's thoughts were pulled back by the sudden voice, he turned his head to look at Liang Ze, with a mocking smile on his face, "This is not a sparrow."

It was the first time for Liang Ze to be stared at with such an expression, and his face was rather displeased, "It's not a sparrow, what do you mean?"

Guan Ling turned his face away, stared at the painting for a few seconds, and said slowly, "Eagle."

Liang Ze searched carefully for the painting, but he didn't find the name of the remnant painting. Just as he was thinking that this kid was pretending to be sick and confused, and when he was about to sneer, he heard Zhou Jinhang who came after him at an unknown time ask, "Have you seen this painting?"

Liang Ze glanced back at him, thinking he was the one asking the question, he casually said, "What?"

At this time, Zhou Jinhang's eyes were firmly fixed on Guan Ling's face, as if he couldn't hear Liang Ze's voice and couldn't see him. There was an imperceptible panic hidden under his serious expression, and he repeated, "Aren't you Have you seen this painting?"

Guan Ling seemed to realize that he was asking himself, and the moment he turned his head, his face was filled with a smile, "Is this the one Mr. Zhou is talking about?" After saying that, he raised his hand and tapped on the painting in front of him.

Zhou Jinhang just looked at him fixedly, his expression seemed to be looking at him, and he nodded after a long time.

He doesn't remember much about the past between him and Cheng Fei, but he is clear about Cheng Fei's obsession with painting. He remembers showing Cheng Fei to himself when he finished painting this painting. Ze Naruo mistook the inconspicuous bird for a sparrow, and Cheng Fei, like the little assistant in front of him, told him with a serious and serious expression that it was an eagle.

The smile on Guan Ling's face didn't decrease but increased, and he clapped his hands as if he was in a good mood, and then shook his head regretfully, "Although I used to work in a studio, I didn't have much chance to see famous paintings, let alone It’s such a foreign-style gallery to appreciate paintings, but..." He suddenly paused, then turned his face and smiled at the painting, "This painting seems to have a good affinity with me, and I can't take my eyes away once I enter the door."

Zhou Jinhang didn't care about his irrelevant answer, and emphasized, "You really haven't seen this painting before?"

Hearing that he was so persistent on this question, the officer also became curious, "Does Mr. Zhou think I should have seen it?"

Zhou Jinhang was taken aback by the question, and felt that his reaction just now was a bit overdone, so he explained with an embarrassed smile, "I know the person who drew this painting, and I was lucky enough to see this painting before it was exhibited. What the assistant officer just said It coincides with some of the ideas of the artist when he painted this painting."

"Oh? Really?" Guan Ling looked surprised, turned around and held the incomplete title page of the painting and clicked his tongue twice, "It seems that I am indeed destined to this painting, Mr. Zhou, why don't you sell this painting to me."

"Official assistants really know how to joke," Zhou Jinhang smiled, "It's been less than an hour since I sold this gallery to Aze, and naturally all the paintings in this gallery belong to Aze, so I won't be able to sell them anyway. .”

Guan Ling hurriedly turned to look at Liang Ze, "Sell it?"

Liang Ze couldn't tell that what Guan Ling laid out was just made up nonsense. Although he had only dealt with this person two or three times, he had already figured out his character.

But looking at the way he was careful when he touched the remnant painting and the serious expression when he stared at it, it didn't seem like he was pretending to like it.

It's just an unnamed remnant painting, let alone sell it, you can give it away if you are in a good mood.

Liang Ze was about to nod his head, remembering that Zhou Jinhang said he knew the person who painted this painting, he asked casually, "Who painted this painting?" After that, he looked at the painting carefully, "The painting skill is obviously not as good as the ones I saw before. , it looks like it was drawn by a fledgling novice.”

Zhou Jinhang looked away from the painting, hesitated and said, "This painting was drawn by Cheng Fei."

"What?" Liang Ze thought he heard it wrong, "Who drew it?"

"Cheng Fei hadn't graduated yet when he painted this painting," Zhou Jinhang said, "It's not an exaggeration to say that you are a novice."

Liang Ze turned his face and stared at the painting for a second time, the difference was quite big, it didn't look like it was made by Cheng Fei.

Guan Ling rubbed his hands to block Liang Ze, and winked at him with a smile, "Boss, are you selling?"

Liang Ze squinted at him with raised eyebrows, and said two words coldly, "Not for sale."

Guan Ling: "..."

Zhou Jinhang: "..."

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