I saddle up for my rival [Rebirth]

The smile on Guan Ling's face stiffened at the corner of his lips, and the good mood just now disappeared instantly when he saw Zhou Jinhang's annoying face.

"Your boss doesn't seem to welcome me very much." Zhou Jinhang turned his head and said to Zhang Ping who had just finished the introduction.

Zhang Ping twitched her lips in embarrassment, "The business in the store is usually not good. I guess we saw a customer suddenly, and our boss was so happy." After finishing speaking, he hurriedly gave Guan Ling a wink, "This is a distinguished customer. Mr. Zhou bought all the paintings in our shop, but didn't keep one."

Guan Ling came back to his senses, glanced at the two rows of handbags placed by the counter, and then looked around. Both the shelves and the walls were empty, and there was really not a single painting left.

Guan Ling's thoughts turned quickly, why did Zhou Jinhang appear in the studio?What is he here for?Buy a painting or find me?

It is definitely not just buying paintings.

Then what did he ask me for?

Guan Ling asked a quick question and quickly rejected it, and suddenly remembered Zhou Jinhang's phone call not long ago, and suddenly realized.

He came here for those few residual paintings!

He hasn't given up yet!

Guan Ling put away the hostility in his eyes, and put on a mundane and obsequious smile on his face as he did to every customer who entered the door, "Mr. They were all terrified."

"You are a clerk who knows how to do business," Zhou Jinhang said, "and your service attitude is also good."

Guan Ling nodded, "Really? Then I have to give her a raise."

Zhou Jinhang suddenly took out the car keys from his pocket and handed them to Zhang Ping who was next to him, "Can you please help me get all these paintings into the car? The car is parked at the intersection outside. The BMW with the tail number 886 is it."

Zhang Ping was much more enterprising than Guan Ling, the boss, and she was happy to run for such a large business.

"How can you ask a girl to do such a heavy job." Guan Ling put the food box on the empty easel, walked to the counter, bent down to pick up the handbag on the floor, "Zhang Ping, what do you mean?" How much is the total amount, Mr. Zhou is Mr. Liang's friend, that is, my friend, so I have to give him a friendly price."

Zhang Ping snorted, and was about to hand him the car keys when she heard Zhou Jinhang say, "I want your boss to settle the bill himself, please make two trips."

Having said all this, Guan Ling didn't intend to continue acting, so he gave Zhang Ping a wink and signaled her to do it, while he walked up to the boss chair behind the counter, pointing at the counter next to the bamboo chair, "Sit, Mr. Zhou."

Zhou Jinhang glanced at the bamboo chair, showing disgust on his face, his feet didn't move a bit, as if he didn't intend to sit on it.

"The small broken place can't get Mr. Zhou's eyes." Guan Ling saw all this, but the smile on his face increased instead of diminishing. He seemed to feel that the disdain on Zhou Jinhang's face was too glaring. He said unintentionally, "Mr. Liang really likes my chair. He comes here every now and then. He says it's more comfortable than sitting on a leather sofa."

Liang Ze naturally didn't say that. On the contrary, when he came to the store for the first time, he also disliked this chair. The reason why Guan Ling said that was to provoke the surname Zhou on purpose.

Zhou Jinhang really frowned, "Ah Ze often comes to your shop?"

"Not often." Guan Ling answered every question. After answering, he seemed to suddenly think of something. He got up, walked around Zhou Jinhang, walked to the empty easel, and took down the food box that had just been placed. , Mr. Zhou doesn't mind eating something together? Let's count while we eat?"

Zhou Jinhang was naturally disdainful. Guan Ling opened the food box with a smile, turned his head and took out a pack of instant coffee from the drawer, took the cup to the water dispenser and brewed it, "The crystal shrimp dumplings and taro cakes in Laifenglou, Mr. Liang Compassionate for my subordinates, you have to pack two boxes for me," he said, peeling off the chopsticks, "Mr. Zhou, don't you really want to try it?"

Zhou Jinhang disdains Guan Ling's philistine attitude the most. He ignores the deep meaning behind Guan Ling's words and bluntly said, "I didn't come here today to buy those rubbish."

Guan Ling took a sip of the coffee and frowned. It was too sweet, so he turned around and poured some water, as if he didn't hear Zhou Jinhang's words.

Zhou Jinhang didn't bother to play tricks with him, and directly explained his intentions, "I want Cheng Fei's paintings, as well as semi-finished products. You can sell them to me, and you can set the price."

Guan Ling stopped stirring the coffee, and glanced at the ground, "Is this rubbish?"

Zhou Jinhang didn't say anything, but his expression was noncommittal.

Guan Ling looked at him, with a hint of sarcasm on the corner of his mouth, "Aren't Cheng Fei's garbage?"

"There is no comparison." Zhou Jinhang said, "He is an upstart painter. The highest price of your paintings here is only [-]. The painter doesn't even have the slightest qualifications. How can he compare?"

"It can't be compared." Guan Ling nodded, "But I remember that Mr. Zhou said that Cheng Fei's private life was indiscriminate and he was notorious for his death? Nowadays, even half-finished products are bought at a high price. Don't tell me that you are Admire his talent?"

The disdain in Zhou Jinhang's eyes grew stronger, "What I'm talking about is the truth. Since he is your senior brother, you have to respect this fact, and you can't be right and wrong just because of your relationship." Zhou Jinhang stepped on it, Be kind and persuasive, "What's more, no matter how close you were before you were alive, now Yin and Yang are separated forever. It's no fun for you to guard a dead person's things. I heard from your clerk that you were almost kicked out by the landlord last month. Now you are doing well." Opportunity is in front of you, if your senior brother left you some inheritance, wouldn't it be good to take the money to renovate the studio?"

Zhou Jinhang's words made sense, if he had to change someone, he might really have compromised for the little money, but the object was Guan Ling, so there was no such thing as a compromise.

"I'm nostalgic. My senior brother was busy before he was alive and didn't have time to get together with me. After he died, I wanted to live with his little things." Guan Ling patted his chest, "I feel at ease."

"As I said, you can set the price," Zhou Jinhang said bluntly, not intending to go around in circles with him, "any amount is fine."

"Any amount is fine?" Guan Ling pretended to be surprised, and half-truthfully joked, "Would you like to exchange a letter of enlightenment?"

Zhou Jinhang's face darkened, "This kind of joke is not funny at all."

"I'm very serious." Guan Ling clicked his tongue, "You have to pay something in exchange for what you want. Mr. Zhou's family has a big business, so a small investment company shouldn't be taken seriously, right?"

Zhou Jinhang showed disdain, "You're going to make an inch now. How much is Qixin's assets? How much is Cheng Fei's painting worth? What's more, it's still a semi-finished product. It's simply impossible to exchange the company for a few broken paintings."

"Then it seems that Mr. Zhou doesn't like this painting that much." Guan Ling showed regret, "Mr. Liang is much more decisive than you, and he is willing to pay no matter how ridiculous the price is."

"How much did he give you?" Zhou Jinhang asked, "I'll buy it from you for double."

"I won't sell it for three times." Seeing him anxious, Guan Ling felt relieved, "This painting belongs to Mr. Liang. If you really like it, I will still say the same thing. Based on your relationship, as long as Mr. Zhou opens his mouth, Mr. Mr. is sure to be willing to send it."

The reason why Zhou Jinhang bypassed Liang Ze to find Guan Ling was to please Liang Ze with the painting, so how could he talk to Liang Ze like this?The officer's calculation has been accurate, so he has nothing to fear.

"Then what do you want to sell to me?" Zhou Jinhang saw that the officer was not letting go, and planned to change his policy and adopt a soft policy, "Or you think talking about money is too vulgar, we can talk about something else."

Guan Ling raised his eyebrows, "What are you talking about if you don't talk about money? Are you talking about love?"

A look of astonishment flashed across Zhou Jinhang's face, and then he frowned, "I don't seem to have reached the point where I have a romantic relationship with Boss Guan?"

"Of course not with me." Guan Ling sat back in the chair with a smile, and took a leisurely sip of coffee, "For example, the owner of the few residual paintings that you have been earnestly confiding in for so long."

These words hit Zhou Jinhang's head like a stick, and his ears buzzed, both shocked and unbelievable.

Guan Ling had a panoramic view of the ever-changing expressions on his face, ranging from shock to doubt, as well as a bit of fluke suspicion and anger.

"Want to know how I know?" Guan Ling was satisfied with the look on his face, and continued to provoke him, "Mr. Zhou might as well guess."

Zhou Jinhang's memories surged quickly. From meeting Cheng Fei to receiving the news of his death, the past few years flashed back and forth in his mind one by one.He didn't want too many people to know about their relationship, and he didn't even go to the gallery very often. Since Cheng Fei was with him, his circle of friends has become increasingly narrow, and he doesn't even have a close friend around him. How did the "brother" who came out halfway know, before that, he didn't even know such a person existed!

What if the surname is just a bomb?

This idea was rejected by Zhou Jinhang as soon as it came out. Although the relationship between him and Cheng Fei is secret, it is not a fiction. Guan Ling suddenly said that, he must have caught some wind, but what link happened? question?

Zhou Jinhang racked his brains, and finally two people flashed in his mind, could it be Wei Jie and Zhuo Yu?

If it was them, would Liang Ze also know about it?

Zhou Jinhang panicked all of a sudden, his face turned from blue to white and then to black, just like the fine clouds in the sky this morning.

Guan Ling held the coffee cup in one hand and put the other on the armrest of the boss chair. A pair of long and narrow eyes were fixed on Zhou Jinhang's chameleon-like face, as if he was watching a silent movie.

He has been with this man for so long, and it is the first time to see him showing such a nervous and apprehensive expression. It is rare, like a dream, but it is so illusory and exciting.

"I don't understand what you're saying." After a long time, Zhou Jinhang calmed down. Although the expression on his face was cold and hard, his turbulent emotions had roughly returned to the original level, and his reason was still there. He could not allow himself to be negligent.

As early as seeing Zhou Jinhang in this cramped studio, Guan Ling had already prepared a draft in his heart, as if knowing that Zhou Jinhang would deny it, he threw a blockbuster/bomb at no surprise, "A gallery's Mr. Liang entrusted me to take care of everything, and I did find three semi-finished paintings in the drawer of the studio, and besides these, I also brought back some small objects of Cheng Fei's life."

Zhou Jinhang stood at the side of the counter, looked at Guan Ling with cold eyes, his face was calm, but his heart was already overwhelmed, "What do you want to say?"

"Mr. Zhou is not interested in other small objects except those semi-finished works, right?" Guan Ling scrutinized the other party's expression, half-truthfully said, "Aren't you interested in diaries?"

Journal?What diary?Zhou Jinhang frowned, as if he was trying to remember something, and also seemed to be distinguishing the truth from the fake in the officer's words, his pretty face was distorted.

"It's really immoral to read someone else's diary privately," Guan Ling stared at him with a smile, and continued to fill in the lie, "but he is my senior brother, and I can be regarded as the only one in this world who has some relatives. Mr. Liang also said that I can deal with his belongings casually, and I only read the content. I don’t think Mr. Zhou will find me abrupt, right?”

Does Cheng Fei have a diary?Since when did he have the habit of writing a diary?Zhou Jinhang didn't know anything about these things. He tried his best to recall, but he couldn't even remember Cheng Fei's usual social and hobbies other than painting. Although this person has been with him for a long time, he has very little memory of him. few.

But Guan Ling said with such certainty that Zhou Jinhang couldn't find a reason not to believe it. Besides, this matter was of great importance, and he would rather believe it than nothing.

But Zhou Jinhang still had a little bit of luck. He clenched his fists, and the gentleman he pretended to be on his face could no longer play. He almost gritted his teeth and listened to the official, "Then tell me, there are some things written in the diary. What, Cheng Fei and I were old acquaintances before we were alive, he died so vigorously and became notorious, let's see if the contents of this diary can set him straight."

Zhou Jinhang has always been a cautious person, but Guan Ling did not expect him to be so cautious. If he had been bluffed like this, it would have been a showdown.

He took a deep breath, and some old scenes flashed in his mind, and his mouth seemed to be telling other people's stories in a tepid way, "You met in Wangjiang Tower, where he and his classmates held a teacher appreciation banquet that day. Later, you took the initiative to find him, learned that he was an art student, and asked your relationship to set up a sales channel for him, and then you started a crazy pursuit of him..."

Guan Ling touched his chin, half-closed his eyes and pretended to recall the contents of the diary, "On June [-]th of this year, you held a grand party at Zhuo Yu's bar. The money from the exhibition bought you a watch, Jaeger-LeCoultre’s Master Series,” Guan Ling raised his chin at him, “It looks like the one you wear on your wrist, Mr. Zhou, from the description.”

Guan Ling is eloquent and eloquent, and the content of what he said is not compact, with a hammer here and a mallet here, and some deeds are even skipped directly, but this kind of expression is more like what he saw or heard from other places, and it is so real that it makes people panic.

The gate of memory slowly opened, and Zhou Jinhang recalled that on June [-]th, Cheng Fei gave him an expensive watch, and he introduced Zhou Chong to Cheng Fei as an art collector.

Half a month ago, he learned from Wei Jie that Liang Ze would return to China to settle down. Since then, he has seriously considered his relationship with Cheng Fei. But Cheng Fei was unwilling to pave the way for his gallery. He deliberately kept away, and he was afraid that Liang Ze would make some noise after returning to China. It happened that Zhou Chong was short of people around at that time, so Zhou Jinhang thought of such a way to get the best of both worlds.

Guan Ling spoke in a general way, like a summary, without details, but in just a few words, the ulterior relationship between him and Cheng Fei has been clearly revealed.

So what else did he record in his diary?In addition to the little things with him, is there anything else?

such as……

Zhou Jinhang didn't dare to think about it anymore, his clenched palms were wet and sticky, and he was sweating from nervousness.

"Do you need me to continue?" Guan Ling stared at him closely, as if watching a funny performance outside the wide glass door of the zoo, "The content inside is not very detailed, and I read it perfunctorily, but it should help Zhou recalled something else."

At this time, Zhou Jinhang was very conflicted. He hoped that Guan Ting would go on, and wanted to hear what Cheng Fei had recorded, but he was also afraid that he would go on, fearing that Cheng Fei would record more, more detailed and exciting things than he imagined. .

Zhou Jinhang let go of his clenched fists and forced himself to be calm, "So? What do you want to do?"

What do I want to do?Guan Ling thought viciously, I think you were also deceived and played with by the one you love, and in the end you were in so much pain; I want you to experience the feeling of being humiliated and helpless after being stripped naked by a beast; The fear and unwillingness in my heart when a tall building falls.

But murdering and breaking the law, Guan Ling stopped the cry in his heart. If he didn't have a specific way of revenge before, then after hearing the vague truth from Lu Hai, at this moment, he has a new plan.

Eat rice, bite by bite.

Account, one by one.

People, come one by one.

Since he took Liang Ze so seriously, he would take the knife out for him and firmly hold the enemy's heart and soul in his own hands.

The expression on Liang Ze's face when he asked him warmly last night suddenly flashed in his mind, the fingertips pinching the wall of the cup turned slightly white, Guan Ling gritted his teeth, and smiled at Zhou Jinhang as if he had made a lot of determination, In a calm tone, "What are you worried about?"

Zhou Jinhang didn't say a word, at this moment he didn't dare to accept what the official said easily.

"Let me guess," Guan Ling gripped the cup tightly and took a sip of the coffee. When it slipped into his throat, it was slightly cold, with a bitter aftertaste, but the smile on Guan Ling's face remained undiminished, "You don't want people to know you The relationship with Cheng Fei before he was alive, so you wantonly smear him after his death, spread rumors about him... No," Guan Ling stopped halfway, and shook his head, "It's not that you don't want people to know, it's that you don't want people around you People know, let me guess again..." Guan Ling rested his chin in one hand, as if deep in thought, and slapped his thigh after a long time, "The party is going off the rails. Zhuo Yu and Wei Jie should have known it early in the morning, so you will still be there by your side." There is... Liang Ze?" Guan Ling pretended to have an expression of sudden realization, "You don't want Liang Ze to know, so when he bought the gallery from you, you deliberately discredited Cheng Fei in order to get rid of yourself."

Zhou Jinhang clenched his teeth, breathing two decibels louder in anger, but he was speechless, Guan Ling's guess was correct.

"Let me guess again," Guan Ling shook the half cup of coffee that was cooling in the cup, with a leisurely gesture, "There may be two reasons why you don't want him to know, one is that he may know your sexuality and repel you later You, but this possibility is not high, because Zhuo Yu eats both men and women, Liang Ze is used to it, even if he knows that you like men, he will not look down on you or even alienate you; then there is only the second one... "

Guan Ling deliberately paused, appreciating the apprehension, uneasiness, nervousness, and bewilderment that flashed across Zhou Jinhang's face, and continued, "You like him, but you are afraid that he won't even have friends if he knows your feelings for him." Do, so you simply conceal your sexuality, including Cheng Fei."

If the person in front of him hadn't had such a strange face, and he hadn't read Cheng Fei's diary, Zhou Jinhang would have thought that this person had been with him day and night, that this person was another Cheng Fei who knew all about his past, even The most secret corner of my heart is broken.

The matter has come to this point, Zhou Jinhang has nothing to hide, he gradually relaxed, suppressed the overwhelming emotions, like a battle-tested negotiator, "Whether you read these from Cheng Fei's diary, or think of it from the diary Yes, you are right." He took half a step forward, leaning against the counter to bully Guan Ling, "So now let's talk about other things aside from the painting, I really don't want Liang Ze to know about my relationship with Cheng Fei, then What do you want to threaten me with this matter?" As if feeling that his tone was too unfriendly, he changed his words, "No, it should be said that what do you want to exchange from me with this matter?"

Facing his aggressive Guan Ling was not afraid, he fell back, sinking his entire back and even the back of his head into the wide chair back, with a leisurely posture, an indifferent expression, and a sonorous tone, "I like Liang Ze, so please leave me. Stay away from him."

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