Sandalwood marks

Tang Yuying's home is located in a high-end apartment complex in Shanghai. It is on the 230th floor and has a building area of ​​more than [-] square meters. It cost nearly [-] million yuan to purchase three years ago.After retiring from the work unit, Tang Yuying took care of her husband at home and rarely left home.This trip to Wuhai for three days was an exception, and she seemed eager to walk. Just as she reached the door, the door opened from the inside, and three people walked out one after another. Tang Yuying's husband, Yang Weijun, followed at the end to see off the guests.

Among the three guests, Tang Yuying only recognized a middle-aged man with a fat body and half-bald hair, and had never seen the other two younger ones.

"Yo, what a coincidence, just as we were about to say goodbye, my sister-in-law came back." The middle-aged man, surnamed Sheng, was the gallery owner who had signed a contract with Yang Weijun. "Sister-in-law, this is Director Wen. He came here to visit Professor Yang." After greeting Tang Yuying, Boss Sheng introduced a young man in a black top to her.

The young man surnamed Wen looked less than 30 years old. He nodded slightly to Tang Yuying and extended his right hand politely. "Mrs. Yang, it's a pleasure to meet you!"

"Wen Dong, hello!" Tang Yuying hurried forward to shake hands.

Among the three visitors, the first thing Tang Yuying noticed was not her acquaintance, Boss Sheng, but this Director Wen.The height of this person is about 183 centimeters, with sharp eyes, clear and three-dimensional facial features, and exudes the aura of a superior person. Just standing quietly, he has turned the gallery owner who is in the Shanghai art world into a running errand.

Neither Boss Sheng nor Dong Wen introduced another young man who was about the same age as Mr. Wen to Tang Yuying.The young man had an ordinary appearance, was taller than Dong Wen, and had a strong physique. He had been standing behind Dong Wen, but he didn't seem to have the slightest sense of existence.Tang Yuying estimated that this person was Wen Dong's assistant or bodyguard.Whether it's Boss Sheng's actions or the temperament exuded by Wen Dong himself, it all shows that the young man surnamed Wen has an extraordinary identity.

The guests exchanged some pleasantries, and Tang Yuying and Yang Weijun led the guests all the way to the elevator door, and returned after seeing the elevator door closed.

"It must be very demanding to be brought here by Lao Sheng to ask for a painting, right?"

When she got home, Tang Yuying asked her husband, Yang Weijun had to deliver eight paintings to the gallery every year according to the contract, and the young man surnamed Wen could go to the gallery to choose.Boss Sheng specially led people to the door, it must be that the customer had other requirements for the painting.

"Dong Wen's grandma's [-]th birthday, she wanted a painting of hundreds of flowers." Yang Weijun told his wife.

"Is there enough time?"

"Lao Sheng said to draw the Hundred Flowers Picture first. If there is no time, the gallery can pay less." Yang Weijun is 67 years old, and his energy is not as good as before. After painting the Hundred Flowers Picture, the contract task with the gallery cannot be completed.

"Hundred Flowers is a painting outside the contract? How much is the deposit?" The paintings outside the contract of the gallery can be freely sold by the artist.It is customary to pay a deposit when ordering a painting, in order to prevent customers from going back on their word.

"20."

"That's 100 million." Tang Yuying took a deep breath. Yang Weijun's custom painting fee is usually one-fifth of the total price.Yang Weijun has been painting to this day, and among the hundreds of paintings, there are only two masterpieces worth more than one million yuan.Regardless of whether the Hundred Flowers painting is a masterpiece or not, this Director Wen directly set the price at one million, which shows that he has a lot of money.

A masterpiece is not something you can draw just as you want, it requires inspiration and a little bit of luck.Often when an artist paints a painting he likes, he is reluctant to sell it, wanting to enjoy it for himself or leave it to future generations.

Tang Yuying frowned in thought. "What kind of identity is this Dong Wen? It looks like he's only 30 years old, right?"

Whether in business or politics, this age is unlikely to have a lot of power.But Boss Sheng's attitude is a bit too attentive, this is a special situation, Boss Sheng is a person who is neither arrogant nor humble when he meets the mayor of Shanghai City.

"I don't know what the origin is, Lao Sheng didn't say anything." Yang Weijun shook his head, because he has a small name in the painting world, and he has many opportunities to deal with high-status people, and there are not a few rich and powerful people who talk about it.Since Boss Sheng didn't want to elaborate on the identity of the young man surnamed Wen, Yang Weijun didn't ask too much.However, one thing is certain, the surname Wen has an extraordinary background, otherwise it would be impossible for the owner of Qingyuxuan Gallery to attach so much importance to him at such an age.

Self-made rich people can only get their due social status at least until middle age. As for political positions, this age group is impossible in the current system.Therefore, the person surnamed Wen will not be a self-made upstart, nor a high-ranking official in the temple.It can only be due to his family background, which made the starting point of birth high, coupled with his outstanding ability, he became the overlord of one party early.

"What's going on at Gui Fen's place?" Yang Weijun changed the subject.

Tang Yuying sighed and told her husband everything about the Mu family.Yang Weijun didn't believe that Mu Tanhen was not stupid.

"Impossible, Gui Fen's grandson has said that he is stupid since he was six years old. If he is not stupid, how can he explain that he has been studying in the first grade for four consecutive years?"

On the other hand, the bystanders knew that Yang Weijun felt suspicious.

"I think it should be that Xiao Tan was too stimulated when he was six years old. He had autistic symptoms and rejected everything from the outside world. The teacher refused to learn anything. Gui Fen didn't notice. The doctor didn't diagnose him, so he thought Xiao Tan Tan is getting stupid."

(The doctor who diagnosed Mu Tanhen was wronged.)

Yang Weijun thought for a while and nodded in agreement: "This may be the case, it's a pity for the child. If you can treat the symptoms, you are probably in college now."

The father drowned to save himself, and witnessing this tragedy had a huge psychological impact on the child.Both Tang Yuying and Yang Wei felt that autism was what caused Mu Tanhen to be a fool for more than ten years.

Thinking of her friend's misfortune in the second half of her life, Tang Yuying's eyes turned red.

"Take care of this child more in the future. Gui Fen helped us a lot before." Yang Weijun patted his wife's arm to comfort him.

When Yang Weijun and Tang Yuying first got married, their family was poor.After the birth of a son and a daughter, some are old and weak, and some are waiting to be fed.It was Grandma Mu who tried to exchange some national food coupons to send to her friends every year, which solved the crisis of the Yang family.With the social change, the situation of the Yang family is getting better and better, while the Mu family has many misfortunes, and the gap between the rich and the poor has widened.No matter how big the gap is, Yang Weijun, like his wife, has always kept Grandma Mu's kindness in his heart.

"This year's Chinese New Year, I want to take Xiaotan over and spend it together."

"Okay, take it as soon as possible."

The couple have the same idea, to give warmth to their friends and descendants.

In the underground parking lot at the bottom of the building, the three of them got into two cars. Boss Sheng first watched the young man surnamed Wen get into a luxury car with his assistant, and then sat in his own seat after watching the luxury car leave. The boss's dedicated driver.

"Hoo hoo, I finally got on the line with Wen Langying." Boss Sheng let out a long breath when he got into the car.

"Congratulations, boss." The driver looked in the rearview mirror and was also happy for the boss. Generally, dedicated drivers are confidantes.The boss often reveals his feelings and secrets in front of his confidants.

Boss Sheng touched the top of his half-bald head. "The plans for Beijing and Huishi can finally be launched."

Beijing, Huishi and Shanghai are first-class cities in China, and they are all international cities.It took Qing Yu Gallery ten years to gain a firm foothold in Shanghai, and it has financial resources, but it needs the escort of contacts to enter the other two major international cities.Wen Langying is the contact Boss Sheng tried his best to get close to.

Upon receiving the news of Wen Langying's visit to the gallery, Boss Sheng rushed to serve him in person.Fortunately, Wen Langying didn't like the finished product of the gallery, and Boss Sheng had the opportunity to accompany him to Yang Weijun's home to order paintings.Wen Langying owed Boss Sheng a favor by doing this.

A million-dollar painting is not considered expensive as a birthday gift. Wen Langying personally came to ask for a painting for her grandma, and her thought is priceless.

As soon as Wen Langying got into the car, the cell phone in the car rang. He picked up the cell phone to check the number, and his brows frowned slightly.

"What's the matter, tell me." Wen Lang said in a slightly impatient tone.

Not knowing what was said on the phone, Wen Langying said coldly: "Transfer that house to his name tomorrow, let him stay as long as he likes."

After finishing speaking, he hung up the call, closed his eyes and meditated, with an indifferent expression.

Driving for Wen Langying was Xiao Ma, the bodyguard who followed to visit Yang Weijun's house.Just now, Xiao Ma understood the ins and outs of the matter while talking on the mobile phone.

It was Wen Langying's secretary Xiao Mo who called.Wen Langying's lover who had been with Wen Langying for three years was making a fuss in the golden house they used for their tryst. Wen Langying impatiently tried to appease him and asked Xiao Mo to transfer the ownership of the golden house to his lover.In other words, Wen Langying decided to break up with her lover, and the apartment where the two had their tryst in the past counted as the breakup fee.

Thinking of that person's pretentious arrogance, the corners of Xiao Ma's mouth curled up.Some people take themselves too much. If they are willing to be obedient and obedient, with the boss's inertia, they will probably date and support him for a while. If they use their feelings as bargaining chips, they will end up being wiped out.I have been with the boss for three years, and I have to go through the secretary to contact the boss. What can I rely on?

However, a house is worth 500 to [-] million yuan. Ordinary people would be overjoyed if they got it, but they would be too big-hearted and want to swallow an elephant. A house is far from their eyes. I guess they will cry when they get the news tomorrow.