mommy in love

Leaders never need to seek the consent of their subordinates, and Fan Xiaomian has learned another thing.When he arrived at the place, Fan Xiaomian got out of the car, and a wave of heat rushed in, making his head dizzy.Reach out to cover your forehead.It's really not wise to go out in such steamy weather.

He took Fan Xiaomian into the lobby, passed through the ticket inspection area, and handed over two tickets.The two of them went in, and the cool air that came to them made Fan Xiaomian, who had just been roasted by the fire, feel much more comfortable.

"Have you been to a photography exhibition before?"

After saying this, I feel a little regretful.Fan Xiaomian's father is an international photography master, how could he not have been there.Words spoken cannot be taken back.Sighing slightly in my heart, why did my IQ plummet when I met this person.

"No, this is the first time."

Somewhat surprised by Fan Xiaomian's words, how could he not have seen it?A person like her father should have many opportunities to participate, why didn't she participate once?Did the family never take her out?

Thinking of being the only girl in the Fan family, the Fan family has always had a lot of boys. In Mr. Fan's generation, Fan Xiaomian's father is the youngest of the three sons, and her two uncles' families are all boys. hiding?

"Is it strange?"

The two went upstairs, because Fan Xiaomian stopped and looked back at her.Seeing her looking at him with surprised eyes was a bit weird.

"No."

Smiling slightly, he went upstairs and stopped talking.Fan Xiaomian looked at the figure in front of him and murmured to himself, are all leaders so capricious?I have no idea how her brain circuit works.

The two went up to the second floor. There were quite a lot of people who came to the exhibition today. They were dressed in all kinds of clothes, and most of them seemed to be from relatively good backgrounds.The clothes and jewelry on his body, especially the bag on his shoulders, are worth tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands.

Although Fan Xiaomian didn't know famous brands, he knew a few of them.They are all big international brands, so it’s hard not to know.

Looking at the painting seriously, Fan Xiaomian was a little curious about the woman here.As the saying goes, beauty, no one wants to take a second look.

Fan Xiaomian is just interested, she doesn't like to stare at people endlessly, she just likes to look at those people who obviously don't know how to write, but are sending long speeches.

"Look at this painting, isn't it just an antelope? It can also be hung here, and I don't know if these people are full."

"That's right, look at the landscape paintings over there, Lingyan Mountain, that's the real art. Just take pictures of cats and dogs, and come here to make up for it. People who are engaged in photography are too boring."

"..."

The two are carrying LV bags, and their clothes are Dior. They look very rich. I don't know if they are nouveau riche, or those rich girls just goofing around.

Regarding these people, the corner of Fan Xiaomian's mouth twitched slightly, not knowing whether he was mocking them for not being ignorant or pretending to understand, or ridiculing them in a disguised form for pretending to be aristocratic ladies, but in fact they were just illiterate.

In that painting, the antelope roared at the blue sky, and the eyes looked very sad. This painting is a disguised form of publicity, so that everyone can pay attention to the antelope and protect wild animals.Not far away, I clearly saw two men with guns. They were not obvious, but they could be seen clearly.

What a sad picture this is.The photographer focused on the grief of the antelope and the two guns. What is this?Is it just a sheep?

Standing aside, watching the changes in the expression on Fan Xiaomian's face, and listening to the conversation between the two women.

She suddenly found that Fan Xiaomian is very interesting now, especially her eyes, the kind of disdain, let people know that she is not a good-tempered person, and there are times when she is bad.

The two women noticed a burning gaze looking at them, turned their heads to look, and met Fan Xiaomian's gaze, feeling like they were running away.Turn around and leave quickly.

Seeing that the two were gone, Fan Xiaomian turned around, met his gaze, was stunned for a few seconds, and then showed a faint smile.

"Money and self-cultivation are not directly proportional."

There was a kind of helplessness in the cold voice.

Fan Xiaomian took a look, and then looked sideways at the two walking figures.He sighed and smiled in his heart, but it was so.

Although she was dissatisfied with the two women's disrespect for the photographer, she didn't say it out, but just looked at that scene with the most indifferent eyes.Sometimes looks hurt more than words.

"The paintings here are all made by everyone. I saw that there are also paintings by the director here, which were taken in Mudu."

Fan Xiaomian didn't want to continue that topic, she felt that there was no need to spoil the interest of coming here for two indifferent people.

Looking at a painting of Mudu scenery not far away, it looks beautiful and full of charm, showing the most distinctive customs of Mudu.Mudu is not as good as Xiangxi, let alone Xitang. If it is compared with West Lake and Wuzhen, maybe no one pays attention to Mudu.

The most beautiful is not necessarily the beautiful scenery that is popular in the population, but a scene in a certain place, a certain place that is not easy to find, or even bothers to watch.Beauty is everywhere, if you are willing to find it.

"You found out, what do you think?"

For this sharp-eyed person, I have some appreciation.It's not because of discovering my own words, but because of the artistic conception shown in that painting.There are some things that not everyone can discover, just like those two women who seem to be from a wealthy family, they only see the skin, but not the inside.

"It's beautiful. Not everyone knows the beauty of Mudu. If you haven't been to Mudu, maybe few people know that such a beautiful place is in Mudu. If someone has been to Mudu, they may not necessarily find it."

Fan Xiaomian turned around and walked to the painting. Mudu had been there once or twice, and the beauty there was not easy to find.If you don't pay attention, you won't find the beauty there at all.

"Have you been? You like it too?"

I am amazed that this person has the same thoughts as me. Many people in this world know Xitang, Wuzhen, and West Lake, but if it is Mudu, I am afraid that few people know it.

"I've been there a few times, and it's okay. If it's a panoramic view, it's really average, but if it's just one or two places, it's amazingly beautiful."

Fan Xiaomian's obsession with beauty lies in the details, not the panorama.

"If there is a chance, the two of us can go together."

It's like meeting like-minded friends, she has always thought that someone like Fan Xiaomian is a delicate person to the extreme.From her attitude towards people, it can be seen that she has a gentle and warm heart.

Fan Xiaomian looked at the person in front of him who looked different from before, and he didn't understand why she said such a thing.It's not just a painting, and she wouldn't invite herself to travel with her.Sure enough, the brain circuit of the leader is completely different from his own.

"Okay, there is a chance to go together."

As he said that, he retorted in his heart, it's better not to go, who knows that if the leader's brain circuit is defective, he still doesn't know what he will suffer.

Looking at this man with a different heart and mind, I also think that this man is actually quite arrogant.Thinking of these, some want to laugh.If she is really arrogant, I don't know what it will be like.

"The paintings here are all by well-known photographers. This exhibition should take a lot of effort. It's really not easy to get these words."

Fan Xiaomian walked forward slowly, carefully looking at each painting on the wall.Occasionally, there will be the aroma left by people passing by.She has no particular fondness for perfume.Shen Moru seldom complained about these things, and the two of them were the only ones who could agree.

"My friend held it. It seems to be a success. There are quite a few people who saw it. At least the ticket price is enough to pay the exhibition fee."

I have seen a lot of such art exhibitions, and I have no say whether I like to participate or not.The main reason is to bring Fan Xiaomian out to see and see.

"From the perspective of ordinary people, the entrance fee is quite a lot. If more people who know how to paint come, wouldn't this be a more fortunate thing?"

Fan Xiaomian doesn't like high society, because the art exhibitions and parties held by those nobles are all superficial decorations.A lot of it is like wearing gorgeous clothes, but the heart is completely blind, pretending to understand.

There is another layer of meaning in Fan Xiaomian's words, although he didn't say it, but he can think of what it contains.Silently looking at the slowly moving figure, she doesn't know what kind of life Fan Xiaomian has experienced, but one thing is clear, she doesn't like the life of the upper class.

The tone of his speech was completely contemptuous of the upper class.Is it because of family relationship, or something else?

Some people don't understand what Fan Xiaomian is thinking. If she doesn't like it, why does she still get so close to the witch? Isn't it repulsive?That woman, Shen Moru, is a symbol of high society.

"This is a good suggestion. If there is such a good art exhibition next time, it should be good to go to the school to announce it. It would be better to have more free ones."

Thinking that it was Fan Xiaomian's sensitive topic, in order to keep up with her thinking, he could only put himself on the same level as her.

Fan Xiaomian stopped and looked back.She found that today's leader was very strange, and asked herself to write a self-criticism in the morning. At that time, it was as cold as the frost and snow in the twelfth lunar month.In the afternoon, it was as gentle as the most tender water across your fingers.Such a double-faced person makes people confused, and they don't know which one is the real her.

"After all, interests are important. If it always loses money, no one is willing to do it. It may be better for the government to come forward, so that everyone is more willing to come."

Fan Xiaomian smiled indifferently, the interests of businessmen come first, how many people are willing to let others spend money for nothing?Money doesn't just drop from the sky.

Such a sudden turn of events found that Fan Xiaomian was a person who understood his position very well.Smart people know how to advance and retreat, and when to stop.As expected of a person from the Gu family and the Fan family, he is well-educated and knowledgeable in everything.

"I think that's the best too."

The two continued to walk forward, side by side.Fan Xiaomian was wearing flat heels, 1.6 meters to 1.7 meters tall, and [-] centimeters high heels. Standing together like this, he was obviously missing a head.

Such a picture is so harmonious when viewed from behind.The graceful steps are like princesses and queens admiring the most beautiful scenery.

A gaze as cold as a sharp sword stared at the backs of the two people in front, with anger about to rise in their indifferent eyes.

If the line of sight is a sharp knife, she will definitely launch countless pasts, and there will even be a rain of knives.