I saddle up for my rival [Rebirth]

Liang Ze gave Wei Jie a hard meal, and when he left, he asked the waiter to pack two portions of crystal shrimp dumplings and taro cakes.

When Wei Jie paid the bill, he disagreed and accused Liang Ze, "After all, he is going to take over the family business, how can he be like this? It's not embarrassing even for food and money."

"Leaving Yuyuan in a hurry yesterday," Liang Ze changed hands and threw the packing box to Guan Ling, "I'll be scolded when I go back later, I guess I won't be given food if I scold in a hurry. Hungry."

Wei Jie looked at him sympathetically, "I suddenly felt that my mother is actually quite gentle."

"Then let's go back together at night." Liang Ze said, "If my grandpa doesn't give me food, I'll go to your house for a meal."

Wei Jie immediately shook his head like a big drum, "Forgive me, it's rare to have a short vacation, I want to live a comfortable life for a few days."

A few people chatted and laughed and left the restaurant. Guan Ling consciously carried the food box and fell behind them. When they arrived at the parking lot, Wei Jie suddenly said, "Zhuo Yu is back, let's get together some time? He brought a lot of food from Tibet. Some rare gadgets came back, and brought a birthday gift to the old man."

"You guys set a time to call me." Liang Ze said.

"Okay." Wei Jie opened the co-pilot's door for Jessica, and waved his hand at Guan Ling, "Xiao Guan also come to play together."

Guan Ling smiled and nodded, Liang Ze pulled the door and sat in first, "Let's go."

Guan Ling hesitated, it was still early, and he had other arrangements.

Guan Ling knocked on the car window, Liang Ze ignored it, pointed his thumb to the right to signal him to get in the car, Guan Ling had no choice but to go around the front of the car and sit in the passenger seat, "Mr. Liang, there should be no other arrangements for this afternoon, right? "

"What, you have a date?" Liang Ze started the car and asked.

"No..." Guan Ling put the food box on his lap, "National Day is off for seven days, Lu Hai happens to be free today, I want to show him the real scene of the gallery first, I'm afraid he has other plans in the next few days."

"A small broken gallery, why are you more anxious than my boss?"

Guan Ling's back stiffened, and his fingertips kept pulling the rope on the food box bag, his heart was beating fast, "It's better to do it sooner, I just heard what Wei Jie said, you should be going soon Going to Huanyu to take office, I'm afraid there won't even be time to sign the contract."

Liang Ze thought about it, then nodded, "Then you make a new appointment with him, we'll go there now."

Guan Ling didn't expect Liang Ze to be so eloquent, so he hurriedly nodded and took out his mobile phone to send Lu Hai a WeChat message, and asked him to bring the contract with him.

The A8 bypassed the intersection of Tianlong Street and finally stopped behind the gallery. The two got out of the car and walked along the curb. When they reached the door, Liang Ze snorted, "Did you find someone to do it?"

The black characters and graffiti maliciously written on the red wall are gone, and the red paint splashed on the white gate is also gone, but the smell of new paint is strong and the color is very bright, it can be seen that it has only been painted for a few days.

That day, Guan Ling returned to the shop with his things. He lay in bed at night and couldn't fall asleep, so he just got up and took a taxi. It was already two o'clock in the morning when he returned to his residence after painting the walls and doors, but Liang Ze obviously misunderstood He thought he hired someone to do it, and he didn't want to explain further, so he nodded and prepared to perfunctory.

"It's going to be redecorated anyway, so why are you doing so much?" Liang Ze said, "The color of this wall is too heavy, bloody, unsightly and unlucky. I want to make it all glass, just like the one in a clothing store." Through the window, people passing by outside can faintly see the magnificent colors inside.”

The internal structure has changed, and the external must also be changed. It's not that Guan Ling has never thought about it, but the words painted on the wall and the ink on the door kept flashing back and forth in his mind after returning home that day. He was shocked in his heart, and he didn't think about whether it was unnecessary.

"How much did it cost to find someone to do this?" Liang Ze suddenly turned his head and asked.

"Ah?" Guan Ling thought that he would just complain about something stupid and the matter would be over, but he didn't expect Liang Ze to ask further, so he couldn't answer for a while, so he said, "Not much."

"You bought the materials yourself?" Liang Ze asked again.

It is true that I bought it myself, Guan Ling nodded sincerely this time, "Yeah."

"Stupid or not." Liang Ze clicked his tongue.

Guan Ling: "..." I fucking knew it.

Just after the slander, the phone rang twice, Guan Ling took it out and took a look, it showed that Alipay had arrived at 888.

Guan Ling: "?"

"This time is not an example." Liang Ze said, "It is impossible for me to pay for such thankless work in the future."

Guan Ling didn't expect that he could get a windfall by painting the wall that was originally intended to be replaced, so he was immediately elated, and happily accepted the money and said with a smile, "Good boss."

Guan Ling took out the key and unlocked the door, Liang Ze walked in behind him, and asked casually, "Do you still have this key with you?"

He asked casually, but Guan Ling's nerves tensed instantly, as if he had done something wrong, and he was always guilty of a casual look or sentence from others.

"Yeah." Guan Ling walked in front, the guilt and nervousness that flashed across his face were wiped out, he made up his mind and lied casually, "It's my first serious job anyway, so I have to come up with a way to deal with it." attitude."

The incomplete paintings in the exhibition hall on the first floor are gone, and it looks like they have been taken away, only the half-torn sparrow at the door is left, oh no, the eagle is still hanging high, but the splashed ink on the walls of the house is still there .

"You still got someone to tidy up the inside?" Liang Ze was surprised.

Guan Ling didn't lie anymore, "I looked at what I cleaned up. The ink on the wall was not removed, and some of them were too high."

Liang Ze gave him a look that fortunately you didn't mind meddling, and pointed to the little bald boy on the broken painting by the door, "Why didn't you clean this up?"

"You don't want to," Guan Ling said, "I bought it from you at the time, but you still didn't sell it." After thinking about it, "You don't want it?"

"Yes." Liang Ze said, "Even if there is only half of it left, if I show it to the old man, he probably won't like it."

"Mr. Liang, if you don't like me, will you give me away?" Guan Ling said shyly, "You can sell me."

Liang Ze turned his head to look at him, and at a glance he looked into those bright black eyes, the eyeballs were wide open, with a little white in the middle, like a cloud of stars, not only good-looking, but also kind of flattering.

Liang Ze originally wanted to tease him, but for some reason, seeing such eyes, he suddenly softened his heart, and nodded almost thoughtlessly, but what he said was after thinking, "I think about it." Consider it."

When Guan Ting heard that there was something interesting, the smile on the corner of his mouth widened, "Then I thank you in advance."

Liang Zexin said that I haven't promised you yet, not to mention whether to give it away or sell it, if you sell it for a high price and you don't have the money, then I definitely won't sell it. The ridicule on the side was swallowed back.

There was nothing in the gallery, only a sofa and a boss chair in Cheng Fei's original studio. Before Lu Hai arrived, the two of them would not just stand and wait in the empty exhibition hall. Guan Ling led Liang Ze went to the studio.

There is no coffee, no tea, not even a cup of tap water. The sofa in the studio is not big. There is no extra space for two big men to sit on it. Guan Ling felt a little suffocated when he sat on his thighs, and tried to sit on the boss chair behind the workbench several times, but he couldn't bear it. Liang Ze was the boss between the two of them, what would it look like if he and his assistant ran to sit on the boss chair!

Liang Ze put one hand on the armrest of the sofa, looked around the room, and suddenly asked, "The business of your studio is not very good, right?"

The question was abrupt, but it could adjust the dull atmosphere. Guan Ling nodded truthfully, "It's very bleak."

"It's bleak and still open all the time?" Liang Ze was puzzled, "The rent in that area shouldn't be cheap, and the money you spent as a male customer was used to support that bleak store?"

Indeed, Guan Ling nodded in embarrassment, "There is no way, we can't close the door."

"Tear down the east wall to make up the west wall," Liang Ze clicked his tongue, "Because your father left it to you?"

This statement is true for the original owner, but it has additional meanings for the current Guan Ling. He has occupied the original owner's body and should keep the last thing for him. Secondly, he has a different view of the studio. The idea will be implemented after finishing the work with Lu Hai.

"Yes." Guan Ling said half-truthfully, "My dad has been an art teacher for half his life. It's not easy to open a studio, so I have to guard it for him."

"It can't be seen that you are quite filial." Liang Ze glanced at him.

"You are also very filial." Guan Ling remembered his purpose of coercing and luring him to buy paintings, and said sincerely, "Your grandfather should love you very much."

Liang Ze was noncommittal, and suddenly asked, "Didn't Cheng Fei help you?"

Guan Ling was startled, subconsciously turned his face to the side, and Liang Ze explained, "He can open such a gallery in this area, and he usually earns a lot. I think you have a deep bond with him, and you are the only one left behind by your father." The root is alone, and he didn't reach out to give you a hand?"

Guan Ling wanted to laugh a little. He made up such a story to deceive the other party, but he didn't expect that the other party not only took it seriously, but also held up the grievance for him.

Guan Ling had no choice but to continue lying, "I'm useless, and it's useless to pull."

The tone of Guan Ling's words was a bit self-defeating, but Liang Ze didn't believe it at all. He may not be knowledgeable enough, but his level of communication with people is much higher than that of his peers, and he has a clear head and quick thinking. There is still room for advancement and retreat, even if he is not a male guest, he should be able to achieve some achievements in other fields, but since the other party did not want to elaborate, Liang Ze did not continue to ask.

Not long after, Lu Hai came, and Guan Ling took him around the gallery. Lu Hai also brought measuring tools, but Guan Ling directly stated the size and proportion of the gallery. Liang Ze was a little surprised. The contract was between him and Zhou Jinhang. Although these data were clearly written in the contract, Guan Ling, who had never read the contract, didn't know about it, but he reported all the dimensions accurately, and Liang Ze couldn't help but feel puzzled.

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Played the game for a day, lost too much, and only wrote a chapter...