I saddle up for my rival [Rebirth]

When Guan listened to the numbers, he was in a daze for a moment, as if the pointer of time did not stop at the moment he jumped, the breeze opened a corner of the curtain again and poured in, and the few pictures on the table were covered by brushes and sketchbooks. The pressed drawing paper was rustled by the wind, and the sound shattered his trance, and his thoughts fell back to the cold reality in an instant.

The ringing was still going on, as if swearing not to let go, Guan Ling felt his throat tighten, he cleared his throat, as if he hadn't drank water for a long time and seemed to have been silent for too long, his throat was scratched by his deliberate coughing There is a slightly dry tingling sensation in the throat.

When he looked at the string of phone numbers on the screen again, his mood had completely calmed down.

He touched the phone with one hand, slid his thumb on the screen, and picked up the phone. He heard his calm and brisk voice come out through the gap between his teeth, "Hello."

"Uh... hello..." Zhou Jinhang's voice came from the receiver, with a sense of "scalp tingling" familiarity, probably because he felt abrupt, and his tone was blunt and dry, "I'm Zhou Jinhang."

"Mr. Zhou?" Guan Ling was startled, his tone was full of surprise, and within two seconds, there was a polite smile in his tone, "Why did Mr. Zhou have my call?"

"Ah Ze gave it to me," Zhou Jinhang's tone has returned to normal, like a greeting between friends, Xu put himself on the same level as Liang Ze, and there is a bit of the boss's indifference and alienation towards his subordinates in his tone, "Ah Ze said he gave you the key?"

Guan Ling was startled and then understood the meaning of his words, but pretended not to understand, "What key?"

"The key to the gallery." Zhou Jinhang said.

"Oh," Guan Ling said in a tone of sudden realization, "Yes, Mr. Liang said that the gallery is going to be renovated and asked me to dispose of all the garbage inside."

He deliberately bit the word "trash" very hard, and he didn't know whether to remind himself or to say it to the person on the other end of the phone.

"Have you dealt with everything?" Zhou Jinhang seemed a little anxious, "How did you deal with it?"

The officer could hear the urgency in his tone. In the past, he might have been affectionate and wondered if it was because of his own things, but now, he is no longer the fool he used to be.

He deliberately remained silent for five or six seconds, as if he wanted to use these five or six seconds to make the person on the other end of the phone more anxious and unhappy, and then smiled and said, "Of course I threw it away."

"Throw away everything?" Zhou Jinhang asked hurriedly.

Guan Ling still had a deep smile in his tone, "Everyone? What do you mean?"

"Have you cleaned the office too?" Zhou Jinhang asked again, "I left something in it."

"The office is full of my senior brother's stuff, and it's not rubbish. Why should I throw them away?" I deliberately buried a hole and waited to fill it in at this time, even though Zhou Jinhang didn't mean anything at all. Garbage" seriously, he was also happy when he said this.

After finishing speaking, Guan Ling seemed to remember Zhou Jinhang's second sentence, and hurriedly said, "Did you leave something in the office of the gallery? I really didn't notice it. All I packed were my senior brother's things. What is it important?" Do you want me to take the key now, and you can look for it yourself?"

When Zhou Jinhang heard this, he didn't intend to act any more, and instead of answering Guan Ling's question, he asked him, "Have you taken away everything from Cheng Fei?"

Zhou Jinhang hadn't been to that gallery a few times, so how could he leave his things there? He just made this call just to confirm whether Cheng Fei's things were still there.

"I took it away when I packed it up," Guan Ling said lightly, "Although I haven't had much contact with my senior brother in the past few years, if my father is still there, he must be the only relative of my senior brother. , my father is gone now, as a son, I naturally have to maintain this relationship, right?"

Zhou Jinhang wants to talk about bullshit love, but can he be considered a relative after teaching art for two years in high school?But as the boss and partner who doesn't have a good relationship with Cheng Fei, he is really not qualified to say this, so he had to swallow the words that came to his mouth, and asked instead, "His painting You took it too?"

Guan Ling's gaze couldn't help but fixate on the drawing papers on the table that were pressed by the sketchbook, and his thoughts suddenly returned to the scene when he took Zhou Jinhang's car out of Yu Garden that day, and his eyes narrowed involuntarily. The purpose is here.

"Painting?" Guan Ling asked knowingly, "What painting?"

Zhou Jinhang didn't know Guan Ling well, but he knew he was lying.

After Zhou Jinhang learned from Wei Jie that Liang Ze was planning to return to China, he deliberately distanced himself from Cheng Fei. Even though they hadn't seen each other for a long time, he also knew that Cheng Fei was preparing for an art exhibition at that time, and he himself had works to ask for. During the exhibition, Cheng Fei is a person who does not take much care of himself when working. During that time, he almost ate and drank in the studio. It is impossible that there are no works left.

Zhou Jinhang knew that the other party had lied, so he didn't bother to go around, and said bluntly, "Cheng Fei prepared to participate in the art exhibition before his death."

"Oh," Guan Ling suddenly realized, and deliberately prolonged the sound, "You mean those semi-finished products in the drawer."

It’s not an exaggeration to say that it’s a semi-finished product. Guan Ling brought back a total of three paintings, all of which have different styles. Two of them haven’t been painted yet, and the remaining oil painting has only gone through two processes. Guan Ling knows clearly I remember that he originally planned to choose one of these three to participate in the exhibition, but after Zhou Chong's incident, he didn't have much energy to paint.

"Semi-finished products?" Zhou Jinhang seemed surprised, "Are they all semi-finished products?"

It's no wonder that Zhou Jinhang was so surprised. During that time, Cheng Fei was busy conceiving works for the exhibition, and his life was indeed a bit busy, but coincidentally, Zhou Jinhang was also extremely busy during that time, and the two of them didn't have many opportunities to meet. It's understandable that Zhou Jinhang didn't know the progress of his work.

"Almost." The chair behind her was so painful that her back hurt, Guan Ling picked up the pillows on the bed and put it on the back of the chair, raised one foot and rested it leisurely on the corner of the large desk, "Boss Zhou came to me to ask this question. ?”

Zhou Jinhang only weighed for half a second before reaching a conclusion, "I want those semi-finished products!"

"Huh?" Even though Guan Ling already had guesses in his mind, he was still confused by the other party's blunt tone, and subconsciously asked, "What do you want them to do?"

It was only after asking that it felt inappropriate. With their relationship, it was far from enough to get to the bottom of it. Guan Ling realized that before Zhou Jinhang could answer, he said, "I remember you sold this gallery to Mr. Liang at a package price, right? "

Guan Ling's mind was spinning quickly. If Zhou Jinhang really wanted to paint, he could tell Liang Ze directly. Based on the relationship between the two of them, let alone two or three semi-finished paintings, the finished ones were probably given away as soon as they were asked, but the one surnamed Zhou made such a detour The big guy came to ask him for one reason. He didn't want Liang Ze to know that he wanted to paint...or, he didn't want Liang Ze to know that Cheng Fei had left a few semi-finished works in the gallery.

Reminiscent of the reason why Guan Ling deliberately said that he was promoted from an assistant to a gallery manager in the car that day, Zhou Jinhang obviously believed it, so he planned to do what he liked, borrowing flowers and offering Buddhas to make Liang Ze look at him differently?

Thinking of this, Guan Ling couldn't help but sneered with disdain, and his tone was a little bit more arrogant unconsciously, "According to the contract, this thing should belong to Mr. Liang, and I have no right to intervene."

"It is indeed a package price," Zhou Jinhang said, "but the items in the gallery are not listed one by one, and he does not know what is included."

The implication is that Liang Ze doesn't know the existence of these semi-finished works. Even if Guan Ling gave it to Zhou Jinhang in private, Liang Ze wouldn't notice it, let alone hold him accountable.

How could Guan Ling not understand the meaning of these words?He just didn't expect that one day Zhou Jinhang would want to get the half-finished product he left behind so hard. This reminded Guan Ling of those times when Zhou Jinhang deliberately ignored him, and he didn't expect that there would be a day when he would be taken seriously.

Guan Ling was in a good mood, but pretended not to understand the deep meaning of Zhou Jinhang's words, pretending to be stunned, "Then I have to quickly make a list and show it to Mr. Liang." After speaking, he smiled, his tone full of gratitude, "It's thanks to Mr. Zhou for reminding me, otherwise it would be too dereliction of duty."

Zhou Jinhang didn't seem to expect that he would meet such an elm head, so he was so angry that he was silent for a long while.

Guan Ling could imagine the other party's distraught look, feeling refreshed in his heart, but his tone was still smiling, with a bit of self-mockery in his tone, "Thanks to Mr. Zhou for reminding me, otherwise my manager would have to be laid off before I became a full-time manager if I neglected my work. "

"Are you really not understanding or are you pretending not to understand?" Zhou Jinhang probably couldn't bear it any longer, and asked calmly.

Guan Ling was confused, "What do you understand?"

"Liang Ze bought a gallery, and he plans to redecorate it all, does he still care about the contents inside?" Zhou Jinhang took a deep breath, "Think about it, you are the person in charge of the gallery now, the contents inside Nature is also your responsibility, and you have the right to control them as you please."

This has already been said very blatantly, and it would be too much for Guan Ling to pretend to be too white, but it is impossible for him to take advantage of Zhou.

Guan Ling held his breath and said nothing, he waited for Zhou Jinhang to get impatient, and waited for him to propose conditions.

Sure enough, after a long silence, Zhou Jinhang changed his tone, and said in a persuasive way, "The gallery hasn't even opened up yet, and you are a loner now. How much salary can I give you a month? But I have a way to make you earn more than you are now." Many, just take those semi-finished works as an example, you make a price, and I will buy it from you."

Guan Ling was taken aback, "Isn't that using Mr. Liang's stuff to make black-hearted money? He bought it from you at a package price, so..." He hesitated, "...It's not very good."

"It's nothing bad," Zhou Jinhang continued to persuade him, "The price I gave him was already the lowest discount, not to mention that Cheng Fei has become notorious, his paintings are not worth much at all, let alone semi-finished products, even if you report them to Liang Ze, he probably doesn't like it, why don't you take them and make some money from me."

If you want to change someone, you may have already been tempted, but what Zhou Jinhang met was Guan Ling, let alone that he is not short of that little money now, as far as individual emotions are concerned, it is impossible for him to let his only Touch your own things with dirty hands.

"I don't know if Cheng Fei's paintings are worth money or not," Guan Ling smiled, and said in a different tone, "But I know there are people who appreciate them, otherwise..." He paused intentionally, and continued until he was satisfied. He said, "I don't have that chance to meet Mr. Liang, what do you think, Mr. Zhou?"

Zhou Jinhang choked for a moment at his words, probably because he was afraid that the business would be ruined, so he quickly explained, "I just said casually, I was surprised that Mr. Liang liked Cheng Fei's paintings, but the few paintings in your hand Aren't they semi-finished products, no matter how much Mr. Liang likes Cheng Fei's paintings, it's impossible for him to appreciate a few semi-finished works."

Guan Ling didn't say a word, Zhou Jinhang continued, "However, Liang Ze will definitely not like a few semi-finished works, and it's useless for you to hold them, so you might as well sell them to me."

"You make a lot of sense." Guan Ling nodded in agreement, "However, you didn't hesitate to spend money on these worthless half-finished works. It shouldn't be just for viewing, right?"

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