a mistake

Fang Nan made a mistake and went to the art museum with Assistant Huang in the morning.

It was midsummer, but the art museum seemed lifeless because it had not been open for a long time, and even the ginkgo trees at the gate were drooping their heads.

In the past few days, Fang Nancuo has also done some preparations.The first thing he did when he arrived at the art gallery was to call the staff for a brief meeting, and then he organized the staff to start cleaning the art gallery.

It was already twelve o'clock in the evening when Fang Nan drove home by mistake, Cheng Jingming asked the nanny to keep a supper, and the two of them sat at the dining table and chatted while eating.

Cheng Jingming rarely moved his chopsticks, but just looked at Fang Nancuo.

"You don't eat?"

Cheng Jingming shrugged: "I went to the hospital to weigh myself today. Do you know how much weight I have gained? I want to lose weight."

Fang Nan shook his head with a wrong smile: "What else are you doing today?"

"I'm going to write some investment strategies on the Internet. I can't read the long speeches of those so-called experts. Do they understand the market?"

Looking at Cheng Jingming who was in a good mood, Fang Nan felt that the fatigue of the day had been relieved, so he discussed with Cheng Jingming: "The art museum will open on Sunday, do you think it will be okay?"

Cheng Jingming raised the corner of his mouth: "You are the curator, you are the master."

"I plan not to make publicity for the opening this time. I will see the market's reaction before making any further plans."

"That's actually more secure."

"I also wonder if I can contact some world famous artists to arrange the art exhibition in one place. I am planning to..."

Cheng Jingming looked at Fang Nancuo who was eloquent, happy on the one hand, but worried about his change on the other hand.Such a change has never happened in the two years that two people have been together.Is there someone else in Fang Nan's wrong heart?Thinking of this, Cheng Jingming hated himself for thinking about it.If Fang Nan made a mistake during the most painful time, wouldn't it be nice to have someone to accompany him?

A few days after the opening, Ma Yunchuan and Zhou Zhixing came to the art museum.Each of them wears a pair of mirrors, and the bright red floral shirt is more exaggerated than the brightest oil painting in the art gallery.As soon as he entered the door, Ma Yunchuan scolded Fang Nancuo dissatisfiedly: "Why didn't you ask us to come and join us when the door was opened?"

Fang Nancuo was a little embarrassed: "There is no publicity for this opening, and I know that you are usually busy with work."

After speaking, he accompanied the two of them around the art gallery. The two of them didn't understand art, so they just looked around.Zhou Zhixing suddenly pointed to an exhibition and said, "Just this row, wrap it up for me."

"Ok?"

Ma Yunchuan raised his eyebrows, pointed to the exhibition on the other wall, and said with a smile, "Make a row for me too."

Fang Nan wrongly looked at the direction Zhou Zhixing was pointing at, and what he was talking about was a row of six oil paintings on the entire wall: "Do you need so many paintings?"

"Ah, I think the drawing is pretty good."

Fang Nancuo knew the intentions of the two of them, and hurriedly said: "Actually, Jingming is very happy to know that you are here. You really don't need to deliberately buy paintings."

Zhou Zhixing rubbed his chin: "We're not doing it for Brother Cheng. We know you're not short of this little money. We're sincerely planning to take the artistic route, cultivate our sentiments, and get rid of vulgar interests."

Fang Nancuo felt a little embarrassed, and was thinking about how to persuade the two of them.

Ma Yunchuan waved his hand: "It just so happens that the new office needs decoration. Don't be shy. Before this, I have to call you brother and sister. Of course, I have to call you that in the future, right?"

Only then did Fang Nancuo know that the real purpose of the two of them was to persuade them to make peace, and Zhou Zhixing couldn't help but ask, "When will you two reconcile?"

Fang Nan replied awkwardly, "I don't know."

"Old Cheng was quite an asshole before. However, I can see his sincerity towards you. You should consider giving him another chance."

When these words came out of Ma Yunchuan's mouth, there was less joking and more sincerity.

"Xiao Fang, brother Ma and I wish you both well."

Fang Nan took a deep breath and explained: "The initiative is not in my hands, and many things are not in my hands. I hope to develop naturally. After so much, I have my worries."

Ma Yunchuan and Zhou Zhixing nodded.Suddenly, Ma Yunchuan's eyes lit up, and the sincerity just now was instantly shattered: "Old Cheng is fine, I have already asked him. Don't worry."

Zhou Zhixing echoed: "I just gave him 2 T seeds."

Fang Nancuo was so ashamed that he blushed, so he could only pretend that he didn't understand what the two of them said.

Fang Nan went home by mistake and told Cheng Jingming the two of them about buying paintings. Cheng Jingming laughed and shouted, "Are they just like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden? What a mess."

Fang Nancuo only smiled and stretched out his hand to hug Cheng Mo.

Recently, Fang Nancuo is often not at home. Whenever Cheng Mo sees Fang Nancuo, he opens his arms to hug him.

Fang Nan picked her up by mistake, and then took the baby bottle from the nanny's hand. Cheng Jingming followed the two of them, feeling very happy.

He couldn't help but say, "Xiao Fang?"

Fang Nancuo's attention was all on Cheng Mo, without raising his eyes, he just replied softly, "Huh?"

Cheng Jingming looked at Cheng Mo in Fang Nancuo's arms and did not speak again.

It was the hottest time of the year in Youcheng again. Cheng Jingming finally stood up after two months of recovery. The doctor estimated that he would be able to get rid of crutches completely in a month or two.

Cheng Jingming is in a good mood, his birthday will be in two months, if he can get rid of crutches then, it will be the best gift he has ever received.Therefore, he takes extra care in training.

Recently, Cheng Junhai missed Cheng Mo, so he asked the nanny to take Cheng Mo back.

There was no child at home in the evening, and the two of them suddenly felt that the room was much quieter. Cheng Jingming sat in the dining room and had a heated debate with netizens on the direction of the US stock market next spring, using his computer.He pounded on the keyboard, Fang Nancuo couldn't help laughing, and handed him the milk warmed by the nanny.He glanced at the computer screen: "Ten billion investment genius?"

"Is the name of my forum particularly able to highlight my abilities?"

Fang Nan looked down the screen by mistake: "Dad Hundred Billion..."

Cheng Jingming said disdainfully: "This person might just sit in an Internet cafe and eat instant noodles."

"What can you discuss tonight?"

Suddenly, Cheng Jingming cursed in a low voice: "Damn it!"

"what happened?"

"I was banned by the administrator!"

Fang Nancuo looked at the shocked Cheng Jingming and comforted him: "Take a rest and go to bed early. I don't know who is on the other side of the computer."

Cheng Jingming curled his lips: "Why don't they listen to me? Just believe in a hundred billion father."

"Otherwise, you're called President Trillion?"

Cheng Jingming closed the computer: "I'm going to invest in some small companies and become an angel investor."

"Okay. By the way, JW is coming to Youcheng, can you contact me?"

"Do you want to fight for his painting exhibition in China?"

Fang Nan nodded by mistake.

"I'll ask Assistant Huang to get in touch. As the living painter with the highest auction price for paintings this spring, he can indeed promote the reputation of our art museum. However, he is not easy to talk to."

"Let me try." Although Fang Nancuo said so, he really wanted to seize this opportunity in his heart.When Cheng Jingming recovers one day, he will return him a splendid art museum.