Is President Gu bankrupt today?

Ling Yao came out of the bathroom, a slender waistline could be vaguely seen under the bathrobe, he held a towel in one hand and casually wiped his wet hair, while the other hand casually brushed his phone, the hair on his forehead was dripping with water , dripping on the screen of the phone along the front of the eyes.

Just at this time, the phone rang, and the sudden ringing scared him so much that he almost threw the phone out, but luckily he held back.

"Hello." It was rare for Ling Yao to be in such a cautious state.

"Hello." The tone on the other side was not kind.

Ling Yao looked at the darkened sky outside, half of the moon was covered by dark clouds, and he asked, "Are you awake?"

The person opposite was silent for a few minutes, "If you have something to say, hurry up."

"Grandpa's eightieth birthday..."

Before Ling Yao finished speaking, the other party already knew what he was going to do, and said firmly, "No, I don't have time."

"Brother, it's inappropriate if you don't come..." Ling Yao struggled in vain, although Ling Ze, who was opposite him, was unmoved.

Ling Ze is four or five years older than him, and is his half-brother. He was not recognized by the Ling family since he was a child, or in other words, before Ling Yao's junior high school, the entire Ling family did not know that there was such a young master.

When Ling Ze was taken back to the Ling family, he was already eighteen years old, much taller than Ling Yao, and he always had a face of rejecting others thousands of miles away, which made him afraid of this elder brother throughout his youth. Although the two have gotten close a lot, this fear seems to have been engraved in their bones.

"Your Ling family is less than me, and the old man doesn't like me anyway." Ling Ze replied angrily.

Indeed, when Ling Ze's mother was in love with his father, his grandfather looked down on him and strongly opposed it. Although he hadn't done anything excessive, the breakup still made him very happy, so after his father broke up, Quickly arranged a blind date for marriage, and this was how my parents got married.

In addition, Ling Ze's grades have always been at the bottom of the crane, and when he gets along with people around him, he always speaks unforgivingly, offending many relatives and elders, and often speaks ill of him in front of his grandfather. worse.

However, in the past two years, Ling Ze's paintings have gradually gained some fame in the circle, and all the hostility has become the artist's characteristics, and everyone's attitude towards him has changed a lot.Even his grandfather has changed a lot towards him.

This time it was rare for Grandpa to take the initiative to ask Ling Ze to come back, which would be a good opportunity to repair the relationship between the two.

"Grandpa brought it up on his own initiative this time. He also wants to reconcile with you. You will go away for three years and don't come back once during the Chinese New Year. He doesn't care about anything, so don't get angry with him anymore. After all, he is also your grandfather."

But Ling Ze has a stubborn temper. You used to look down on me and kicked me out, but now that you like me, you want me to go back? "Don't try to persuade me, if you don't reply, you won't reply."

Ling Yao was so angry that he couldn't speak, and finally understood, no wonder his mother said, "Is the temper of the stubborn donkey of your Ling family passed down from eighteen generations alone, so you are so reluctant to lose it."

Grandpa is like this, dad is like this, and elder brother is not bad.

Ling Yao sat on the edge of the bed, suppressed his temper, and took a few breaths, are you stubborn?He always has a trump card.

"Brother, do you want Master Zhang's paintings?" Ling Yao said.

Ling Ze was silent for a few seconds, "Do you know who has it?"

Master Zhang was Ling Ze's idol since he was a child. Unfortunately, he died young and left few paintings. It is not something that you can buy with money, but you have to have that fate. Ling Yao knows where there are.

"Of course I know." Ling Yao said confidently.

"Who?"

Ling Yao didn't answer.

Ling Ze is not stupid, knowing what he meant, he sighed, "Tell me, what are the conditions."

Once he was hooked, he knew that his elder brother would definitely be moved when he heard it, even at any cost.

"Grandpa's eightieth birthday."

"Boy, are you threatening me?"

"How dare, how dare." Although Ling Yao said this, his tone was not at all daring, on the contrary, there was some arrogance.

"Ling Yao!"

"Brother, I'm not threatening you, it's because you have to attend grandpa's birthday banquet to get the painting." Ling Yao said earnestly, "Because the painting is in Grandpa's hands."

"Stop teasing me, the old man will appreciate painting." Ling Ze was the first to not believe it. Except for himself, no one in their family was artistic and was a real pragmatist, especially Mr. Ling. Wan's famous painting, I can only grope with regret, "Tens of millions, how many real crabs do I have to buy?"

Ninety-nine percent of Ling Ze's artistic cells were inherited from his mother, but Ling Yao's tone didn't sound like a joke. He asked with some doubts, "What you said is true."

"No, grandpa doesn't know how to paint, but he knows that you like Master Zhang. He didn't buy this specially for you. He wanted to give it to you in front of everyone on the day of the birthday banquet. You also know, grandpa. To save face, you should be more friendly with him when the time comes, grandpa will gain face from everyone, and you will also get your painting, the best of both worlds."

There is nothing wrong with these words, but he is still a little entangled. The artist's arrogance and yearning for idol paintings are fighting in his mind, "You let me think about it."

"Brother, you have to think carefully. That is Master Zhang. No matter how many people ask for it, you really don't want it. Grandpa will definitely sell it for money the next day."

Of course he believed that what the Ling family appreciated most was the beauty of money.

"I'll think about it again." Ling Ze let go of his mouth after all, and it was very funny when he said that.

"Okay." Ling Yao replied, thinking to himself, you should think about it carefully, and I will also think about it carefully, how to trick that painting over, this matter still needs to be done by my own mother.

Half of those words just now were used to lie to elder brother. He did know where the painting was, but it was indeed not in grandpa's hands. Of course grandpa was reluctant to spend a lot of money to buy Master Zhang's painting, and he didn't know that elder brother's idol was Master Zhang.

But he had seen this painting in the Gu family before, and if it is correct, it should be in the hands of Aunt Gu now. The Gu family is different from the Ling family. Gu Yunyi's mother used to be a jewelry designer, and she also liked collecting paintings and sculptures. Such a work of art, that painting should have been bought home a long time ago, and it was not that valuable at the time.

Ling Yao's mother and Gu Yunyi's mother were classmates in high school, and they have always been good girlfriends. If the mother takes the lead, it will definitely succeed.

Thinking of this, Ling Yao quickly sent a message to his mother to explain the situation. Zhuang Yu's biggest wish now is that Ling Ze can live in harmony with himself and the Ling family. If he hears this, he will agree to come to the birthday banquet. I agreed.

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When the car drove into the courtyard of Gu's family, Gu Yunyi's mood sank two points. The car stopped at the door, and Xiang Zhe called Gu Yunyi twice before he realized that he should get out of the car.

"President, shall I pick you up tomorrow?" Xiang Zhe asked.

He nodded and got out of the car.

When several servants in the house saw Gu Yunyi coming back, they hurried forward to greet him, "Master."

"Is my dad there?" Gu Yunyi asked hesitantly.

"Sir, I went to see Mr. Ling, and I think he will be back later." The butler said while taking his coat, "Madam is waiting for you in the living room."

"Okay, I see." Hearing that his father was not there, his expression eased a lot.

When Gu Yunyi walked into the living room, his mother was chatting happily with the person on the other end of the phone. Zhou Huan smiled from ear to ear while talking into the phone, "I bought this painting because I thought it was really good. Who would have thought that it is so popular now, if you like it, I will send it to you."

"It's too vulgar for us to mention any money. I'm not happy if you want to do this."

"Okay, okay, then it's done, you owe me a meal."

She looked up and saw Gu Yunyi coming in, and hurriedly said to the person on the phone, "Stop talking, Yunyi is back, let's talk later."

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone and greeted Gu Yunyi, "Have you had dinner yet? I left something for you."

"I ate it, don't worry about it," Gu Yunyi said.

As he spoke, he sat next to Zhou Huan, and asked casually, "Did you just chat with Aunt Zhuang?"

She nodded, "No, it's just a coincidence. Yaoyao suddenly wanted to buy Master Zhang's paintings, but I have them in my hand, so I asked your Auntie Zhuang to find me to buy paintings."

"What did you say?"

"How can I ask for A Yu's money? It's just a painting. Yaoyao just wants to give it to him." Ling Yao can also be regarded as Zhou Huan who grew up watching him. Although he didn't recognize his godmother, he was almost the same up.

"Master Zhang's paintings can sell for 2000 to [-] million at least now." Gu Yunyi said casually.

"It's so expensive. It was only 100 million when I bought it." Although Zhou Huan likes to buy paintings and sculptures, he doesn't pay much attention to the market price. Hearing his son say this, he feels a little distressed, "Then you have to let Ah Please treat me to two meals."

Gu Yunyi was amused by the heartbroken expression performed by his mother, his mind suddenly turned, and he asked, "Mom, where did you put that painting?"

Zhou thought for a while, "Yo, I have to look for this, it seems that I put it in your father's study."

"I remember it seems to be at my place." Gu Yunyi said nonsense seriously.

Zhou Huan didn't understand his other plans for a moment, and waved his hand, "How could it be possible to put it in your place, I must have put it in your father's study, I saw it last week."

"Mom, I think you can let me go." As soon as Gu Yunyi took Zhou Huan's hand, she watched Gu Yunyi slowly understand her son's little thoughts, and added, "Yes, yes, I remember yes."

The butler next to him couldn't understand it, and was a little puzzled, no, madam, the painting is in the study of Mr.

"Ma'am, isn't the painting right here?" The housekeeper quickly found the painting by Master Zhang from the study room, and carried it to the mother and son.

Zhou Huan pulled out a far-fetched smile, patted the back of Gu Yunyi's hand, turned his head and said to the housekeeper, "Old Wang, how many years have you been with Mister."

"Ma'am, it has been more than 30 years." The butler replied.

"It has been more than 30 years, and it is not easy to be so naive."

The housekeeper scratched his head embarrassingly, "Mrs. Xie's compliment."

"Uncle Wang, give me the painting." Gu Yunyi took the painting from the housekeeper, and stuffed the painting into the trunk of his car amid the housekeeper's perplexity and doubts.

He also said cheekily, "Uncle Wang, do you know Schrödinger's cat? As long as the box is not opened, the cat is both alive and dead, so the painting is the same. As long as you can't see it, it is both in the study and in the villa in the south of the city."

The butler nodded blankly. Although he couldn't understand Gu Yunyi's words, he was sure that Madam's naive words might mean that he was stupid.

Zhou Huan edited a text message and sent it to his best friend, "A Yu, I just remembered that the painting was put in Yunyi's villa in the south of the city before, why don't you ask Yaoyao to get it from Yunyi."

Not long after, a text message will come, "OK~"

There is a saying that says, mother and child are connected, and their benefits cut gold.

Gu Yunyi was in a good mood looking at the painting on the trunk.