I saddle up for my rival [Rebirth]

When Guan Ling said this, his eyes stayed on Zhou Jinhang's face, as if he was afraid of missing every change of expression on his face.

Zhou Jinhang did not disappoint him. When he heard the name Cheng Fei, his complexion instantly became ugly at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if he had heard something extremely dirty. He frowned and said in a dull tone, "You said who?"

Compared with Zhou Jinhang's understatement and dismissive look when he talked about Cheng Fei in the bar that day, Guan Ling's current performance can barely be regarded as satisfactory.Well, his death has nothing to do with the surname Zhou, not to mention how guilty the surname Zhou will feel when he hears this name, it's good to change his face like now.

However, Guan Ling deliberately mentioned the word Cheng Fei at this time, not because he wanted to have a showdown with Zhou, he just simply didn't want to make it easier for him.

Thinking of this, Guan Ling twitched the corners of his mouth and grinned, "It may not be appropriate to say that brother Shi, he only studied painting with my dad for two years in high school, and we never contacted him after he entered college. I just found out about him not long ago..." Speaking of which, Guan Ling twitched the corners of his mouth, as if he was a little embarrassed, and even the smile on his face that hadn't had time to fully bloom became embarrassed, "The news is overwhelming, I I thought he didn't study and became a star after he went to college."

These words sounded a little ironic, Zhou Jinhang couldn't help but look at the person in front of him twice, his thoughts were racing, "I remember you saying that you didn't know him at the bar that day."

"Hey," Guan Ling clicked his tongue, "Didn't I see that you don't seem to like him very much? Who would dare to cheat on relatives at that time? Besides, I haven't contacted him for several years. If it wasn't for looking at him on the Internet When I saw the photo, I almost forgot what he looked like."

Zhou Jinhang stared at him, as if he was judging the credibility of his words. After a long time, his pale face softened a little. He subconsciously touched his pocket, only to remember that he came in a hurry yesterday afternoon. cigarette.

"Then why do you dare to have a relationship with him now?" Zhou Jinhang changed his position and half-sit on the car door, examining him and asked.

Guan Ling didn't have the slightest sense of being questioned, so he patted the painting in his hand with a smile, "Because Mr. Liang likes his paintings, otherwise I wouldn't have been promoted from an assistant to a manager so easily." Feeling sighed, "It's a pity that he didn't paint this painting after he became famous, otherwise I might be able to sell it for a good price."

Zhou Jinhang seemed to have been reminded, so he turned his eyes back to the painting in his hand, and looked at it again, but he still didn't see any tricks. In the past, Cheng Fei would ask him to look at the painting after he finished painting. He was in a good mood When I was in a bad mood, I would just glance at him, and when I was in a bad mood, I just pretended I didn’t hear it. He is a businessman, and he doesn’t understand or be interested in art. Being with Cheng Fei is not to appreciate his talent, so it’s better to draw well It doesn't matter to him if it's bad.

But Guan Ling's words awakened Zhou Jinhang, didn't Liang Ze tell him that the old man liked it when he bought the gallery with him?Liang Ze spent so much effort to please the old man, so if he collected Cheng Fei's posthumous works and gave them to Liang Ze as a favor, wouldn't the relationship between the two be one step closer?

Zhou Jinhang seemed to see the dawn, and his bad mood early in the morning turned cloudy because of this idea.

When he looked at the young man in front of him again, he no longer felt the disgust he had before. Instead, he felt that his words had awakened the person in his dream and helped him a lot.

"Climbing from an assistant to a manager is already very profitable." Zhou Jinhang's emotions were too fast, and his tone was unknowingly tinged with a smile. "Young people, don't be too greedy."

Guan Ling originally wanted to use Cheng Fei to stimulate him, but he didn't expect this person to suddenly become so talkative, which made him a little confused, but he didn't intend to be at war with him so soon, and he was busy cooperating with him He smirked a few times, and incidentally echoed the words 'Mr. Zhou reminded'.

Zhou Jinhang's mood improved, and the road was no longer in the way. Even the flattering fake smile on Guan Ling's face was much more pleasing to the eye. He stepped into the driver's seat with his long legs, and when he was about to close the door, he glanced at the car. The person in front of him pondered for two seconds and said, "Let me take you for a while."

Guan Ling naturally would rather walk than sit in his broken car, but the patience in front of him is for the future, Guan Ling plans to bear it.

Fortunately, Zhou Jinhang was not very enthusiastic. After pulling him to the urban area, he found an intersection and put him down. Guan Ling held the clothes in one hand and the painting in the other, rushed to the people in the car, smiled and waved, and waited for the car to leave. The smile on his face sank after a while.

I hail a taxi and go back to the store. In the rare store, there happened to be two girls who were picking out paintings. They looked like they were freshmen who had just entered school. Zhang Ping was standing by the side selling hard, when she heard the wind chime at the door. When the sound rang, he turned around reflexively, and when he saw Guan Ling, he called out to the boss casually.

One of the little girls who picked out the painting turned her face curiously and glanced towards the door, then quickly turned her head and poked her companion with her elbow, and whispered, "Handsome guy."

While the other girl turned her face to look back, the previous girl asked Zhang Ping in a low voice, "Is the boss of your store so handsome?"

"It's not bad," Zhang Ping said flatly, "This is still undressed, and he looks even more handsome when dressed up."

The little girl was all smiles, and when she heard footsteps behind her, she blinked at Zhang Ping five or six times, "Let your boss sell me to buy two more."

Zhang Ping smiled and said to Guan Ling who had already walked to the cashier, "Boss, there is a customer asking you to pick a picture."

Guan Ling was not in a good mood, put the sunflower painting on the table, and replied indifferently, "No time."

Zhang Ping: "..."

The two beauties looked expectant: "...what attitude?"

Fortunately, Zhang Ping was very experienced, and she was afraid that the two orders would be so bad, so she hurriedly said, "The boss may be so tired from delivering goods early in the morning. He is usually gentle." He took a picture of a dog from the wall behind him, "Didn't this beauty say she likes dogs just now? What do you think of this picture?" After finishing speaking, he glanced at the cashier and whispered, "I'm going to wait a while. I will push the boss’s WeChat to you.”

The beauty nodded, "Deal."

"You just said to buy two more paintings." Zhang Ping smiled and took several paintings of different styles for the two of them to choose, "I risked being fired to give you two WeChat IDs. Help, this month is almost over, at least let me have a good meal when I get paid."

The two beauties were very loyal, and each of them picked two pictures. Zhang Ping sent them out of the shop with a smile, gave her boss a sad look, and commented, "You've been a little bloated recently."

Guan Ling poured ice cold for himself, then took out the ice box from the small refrigerator behind him and added two pieces of ice into it, took a couple of sips and glanced at Zhang Ping, "I made four hundred for selling me a WeChat account?"

"How much more do you want to earn?" Zhang Ping rolled his eyes at him and opened the drawer to put the money into the ledger. "With your arrogant attitude just now, you almost didn't earn any money."

"It's not too late to eat." Guan Ling pulled out the chair and was about to sit down. After thinking about it, he frowned and stood up again.

These words reminded Zhang Ping of her previous speculation, and her face changed drastically, "You don't want to run this store, do you?"

Guan Ling turned around and was about to go upstairs, when he heard this, he gave her a sideways glance, not understanding where it came from.

Guan Ling's glance undoubtedly confirmed Zhang Ping's guess, and she frowned immediately, "Didn't you say before that even if you borrow usury, this store must continue to operate? Are you really planning to change your career?"

"What should I change?" the officer asked.

"Fix the part-time job." Zhang Ping blurted out without thinking, "Although you earn more from dating clients than selling paintings, the job is not a long-term job after all, let alone..."

Guan Ling didn't expect that the little girl had a lot of thoughts every day, and her mood, which was not very refreshing, became cloudy and cleared after she said, "What's more?"

"What's more..." Zhang Ping gritted her teeth, "It was a man who came to the store that day."

The implication is that you don't even choose your gender for money now, and I, who works for you, are ashamed of your self-deprecating behavior.

"Man," Guan Ling pretended not to hear her voice, and asked solemnly, "What's wrong?"

Zhang Ping stared at him for a long time before blinking, remembering that Guan Ling asked her to pay the rent a few days ago, and it was very grandiose to pay it for a whole year, and she also settled all the wages owed to her at once. By the way, she also gave her an extra bonus of [-], saying that it was the hard work award and the never give up award for the past two months... Guan Ling used to make a lot of money by dating female clients, but female clients generally liked to give him money. Buying clothes to dress him up, rarely spend money directly...

Spending money directly is all done by men, Zhang Ping opened her mouth, and a terrible thought suddenly popped up.

"Boss!" Zhang Ping said with a heartbroken look on her face, "Are you really betraying..." She, an innocent girl who has never had a boyfriend, really can't say what she said later.

"Stop it." Guan Ling gave her a blank look, "Your brain is bigger than the rainwater hole at the door, why don't you write a script, maybe you can make a movie if you set fire to the Internet."

Zhang Ping curled her lips, "Aren't I afraid that you will go astray..."

"What's the wrong way?" Guan Ling picked up the painting on the table and walked up the stairs in two or three steps, "Use the time thinking about it to draw two more paintings and sell them for the money you've saved to go to Australia."

Zhang Ping: "..."

Guan Ling entered the room, threw the painting on the bed, and then began to take off his clothes. The suit he was wearing might not be a big deal to Liang Ze, but to him who couldn't even pay the rent and could only live by selling his face , but it can be regarded as half a month's living expenses.

But he threw his clothes and pants into the trash can without blinking his eyes. If it wasn't for the hard-earned body, he would have chopped off his right hand that had touched Zhou Jinhang's car door and thrown it in.

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Plastic surgeon x web anchor

Qu Mao, who is in the middle of a lawsuit with his former employer, has received a new job—the singing and dancing anchor of the Xingxiu section of the crooked melon live broadcast platform!

On the second day after becoming an anchor, Qu Mao went to a tea party, where he met a tall and handsome guy.It's just that the handsome tall guy seemed to be out of his mind, and sent him some unexplained spam messages in the middle of the night:

-[picture]

- Have you seen the wide shoulders, narrow waist and long legs?

- Do you have an impulse with this figure?

-138xxxx6969, call me!Move as much as you want!

What kind of spam is this?Qu Mao twitched the corner of his mouth and read the message. After typing, he said "stupid" to the other party and deleted him directly.

A few days later, in Qu Mao's live broadcast room, a man named 'Handsome as a child' came to Qu Mao's live broadcast room.

Handsome since childhood: "I like talking sweetly."

Qu Mao received the gift very quickly: "I'm very sweet!"

Handsome since childhood: "I also like to be able to lick."

Qu Maozui was faster: "I'm good at licking too!"

The bullet screen was silent for a few seconds, and then the screen was full of question marks floating from the right to the left of the computer.

Qu Mao blushed when he realized it, and explained: "I didn't mean that..."

Handsome since childhood: "That's what I mean."

Barrage:! ! ! ! ! !