minister under clothes

The melodious sound of the violin echoed in the huge manor.

The melody is bright "Skylark".

The lights were burning everywhere, and the servants who occasionally passed by held their breaths so as not to let themselves make a sound.

Therefore, the butler who rushed in seemed particularly abrupt.

The disturbed Wang Zijin put down the piano, frowned and asked, "Is it the end of the world? You can be more indiscriminate."

The butler was already gray-haired, and he didn't feel embarrassed to listen to his reprimand. He just signaled the people around him to back down, and said mysteriously, "Master Noah, Lu Qingyi has gone to Beijing."

Wang Zijin's cheerful mood suddenly changed: "When?"

"Yesterday...he was appointed by the embassy to be in charge of the art exhibition for the Sino-French exchange in the new year, and temporarily stopped working in Paris." The housekeeper wiped his sweat with a handkerchief, and then said the most important thing: "Lu Qingyi met Yan Tou tonight .”

As he spoke, he took out a photo that had been posted by the Internet media, which was a photo of a charity dinner in Beijing.

Wang Zijin suddenly became angry: "I want you to do this one thing all year round, and you can't do it well! Don't you know that a living person leaves Paris! You won't stop him from meeting anyone!"

The housekeeper said tremblingly: "I immediately asked someone to bring Lu Qingyi out after I found out, but, I probably still saw it..."

"Trash!" Wang Zijin's good mood was completely ruined by him, and he turned angrily and sat down on the sofa to pour himself red wine.

It has been several years, and he has tried to date different people, but after admiring the flowers, it is Lu Qingyi who worries him the most.

They have never forced this person, and the relationship between each other's advances and retreats is also very good.

Wang Zijin still likes to keep a small distance, watching Lu Qingyi gradually bloom the brilliance of his life.

——Of course, as long as there is no relationship with Yan Tou, everything can live in peace.

"Master Noah, you also know that Lu Qingyi has developed some skills. Some of the people he befriends are beyond my control, and negligence is inevitable..." The housekeeper retorted carefully.

"Shut up, book me the fastest ticket to Beijing." Wang Zijin was not interested in listening.

"This, this can't be done. The matter of the wine estate has not been settled yet. Who will take charge of the overall situation after you leave. If the business is delayed, the master..." The butler advised helplessly.

Wang Zijin's irritated emotions calmed down at an astonishing speed, and he gradually regained his sanity, sneered and said, "Let's pass the good news to Yan Tou's mother first."

There was the sound of splashing water in the bathroom.

The assistant Lola, who had been dumped by Lu Qingyi all day long, rushed in angrily with her room card, stopped at the door of the bathroom in embarrassment, and said loudly: "Director, what do you mean by running to Beijing after leaving me in Paris? With such a big fanfare, tomorrow the media will report you at will, as I said earlier that Mr. Marcel does not allow you to be exposed at will, which will affect the public image of our gallery."

"The job change is urgent, and I can't help it." Lu Qingyi turned off the tap and said in a low voice, "It's not shameful to be reported for doing charity."

Lola was still unhappy: "You must do things according to my arrangement."

Her answer was the loud bang of something hitting the door.

Lola took half a step back in shock, only to hear the cold rhetorical question from inside: "Why don't you come to be the director, and I'll resign tomorrow morning?"

To stay by Lu Qingyi's side is to obey Wang Zijin's order, and it would be a waste of money to provoke him any more.

After thinking about it this way, Lola smiled instead: "I'm sorry, I'm a little impatient, but the century-old reputation of the gallery cannot tolerate mistakes in the behavior of younger generations."

"I want to rest. Let's talk about it tomorrow." Lu Qingyi chased her away.

Lola had no choice but to say goodnight, glanced at the newly installed monitor in the room, and then closed the door and left with peace of mind.

Hearing the silence outside, Lu Qingyi finally sat down beside the bathtub in a weak state.

He somewhat admired himself, left Lola, the lingering eyeliner, and ran across the sea to Beijing, and saw Yan Tou again, just like the hero in "The Shawshank Redemption" who has been struggling for many years to smell the air of freedom.

It's just that after 24 hours of being so nervous that I was about to pass out, what was left was exhaustion on the verge of collapse.

Yan Tou, just thinking of this name, can adjust the ink with a heavy heart.

Yan Tou, whom I haven't seen for many years, looks like a melancholy and cruel prince. How did his inexhaustible happiness disappear?

Lu Qingyi bit her lip in pain, not knowing where she got the willpower to greet him so calmly.

I really want to say a few more words and listen to his voice more.

It's a pity that Lola had already rushed to kill her at that time. If she didn't leave quickly, it would definitely make a mess.

Lu Qingyi knew very well that from tomorrow onwards, there must be an even more airtight surveillance. Everyone will tell themselves, Director, you want this, Director, you want that, Director, you can't do anything.

really tired.

The cold water in the bathtub was almost overflowing.

Lu Qingyi suddenly took a deep breath, plunged his head in, let the cold and water pressure suppress his breathing, his thoughts, and his urge to cry and laugh.

There are still so many things to do, how can you lose your composure at the beginning?

A long night.

Yan Tou thought he would suffer from insomnia, but miraculously, he slept until dawn.

His migraine, which was always tormenting him from tossing and turning, disappeared, so that Rui Dan was still a little groggy when he called.

"Mr. Yan, is it okay to fly back to New York this afternoon?"

Yan Tou leaned on the pillow and said hoarsely, "I want to stay in Beijing for a while."

Rui Dan hesitated, afraid of his strict mother: "This... how should the vice president say when asked?"

Yan Tou has already thought of a countermeasure: "Don't worry about her, help me get through to grandpa's phone."

Seeing that he was not caught in the middle, Rui Dan immediately breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay."

"Also, have you settled the person you arranged yesterday? Have you found him?" Yan Tou gradually regained his energy.

Rui Dan didn't know why he got a bunch of scary private detectives, but he could only answer obediently: "Yeah."

The reason why Yan Tou didn't dare to leave this assistant was because she was also very capable in addition to being simple, so she immediately said with satisfaction: "Okay."

"Boss Yan, don't commit a crime." Rui Dan reminded worriedly.

"Crime?" Yan Tou was puzzled.

"Otherwise, why are you staring at Mr. Lu as if you were chasing him..." Rui Dan finally killed the cat out of curiosity.

"No wonder you're not married yet, you can't even tell? Send me the address on your phone." Yan Tou chuckled ambiguously, then hung up the phone.

Rui Dan was holding the phone with black lines all over his head.

The perverted boss hardly ever smiles, so why does he rarely smile, but it looks even scarier.

Lola is impatient.

In Beijing, it is difficult for her to filter Lu Qingyi's life as tightly as in Paris. Besides, she is not familiar with the painters and art investment companies who are with Lu Qingyi during the day, so she can only He was thinking of a solution with a complicated expression on the side.

Lu Qingyi spent the whole morning visiting some of the most successful art shops under the guidance of a local artist in Beijing. After lunch, he followed everyone to see the storefronts in the commercial area for rent.

"Director, what are you doing?" Lola couldn't help asking in French.

"Open a shop." Lu Qingyi answered calmly holding a brochure.

"Sophie has no plans to invest in the Chinese market." Lola is very sure.

"Can I invest?" There was a chill in Lu Qingyi's clear eyes.

Lola asked in surprise: "You are leaving Sophie, does Mr. Marcel know, he has cultivated you for many years..."

"He has cultivated me, but he is willing to sell himself to the devil! He is not worthy to be my teacher!" Lu Qingyi suddenly interrupted her with words.

Lola was embarrassed by Lu Qingyi's friends who came from nowhere, and said with a dry smile, "W-what the devil, did you hear some rumors?"

"That's right." Lu Qingyi turned to sneer: "To you, it's not a devil, but the one who can get you euros is simply an angel."

Lola was speechless.

When they started working as Lu Qingyi's assistants, the two had a good relationship. It wasn't until last year that Lu Qingyi wanted to go to New York to participate in the art festival and was forcibly detained that the quality of their friendship took a turn for the worse.

"Don't worry, if I become the boss, I will never continue to hire you. Your aesthetic level..." Lu Qingyi tilted his head slightly, and his soft hair flowed with it: "Almost zero."

Lola has been in the art world for many years, her face flushed from being humiliated, her maroon eyes filled with anger, and she finally said, "You still have a contract with Sophie, and you can't afford liquidated damages, so it's not that easy to leave !"

Lu Qingyi didn't seem to hear it, and turned to asking about the rent in Chinese with the agency, leaving her standing there alone like an exasperated clown.

After looking at the storefront, they continued to drink tea. As it was getting late, Lu Qingyi bid farewell to everyone, and took Lola towards the side of the road where they parked.

The commercial area here is under construction, and there are not many people living there yet, so the parking lot is not officially in operation.

Who knew that just as the two walked in, a menacing off-road vehicle next to it slid down the window, revealing a handsome face: "Tsing Yi, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Lola's task is to beware of this guy, and immediately stepped forward: "Sorry, it's not convenient for the director to see you."

Lu Qingyi didn't say anything, just smiled and stroked his pointed chin.

He knew that a group of three-year-old and five-year-old people would come to force him to leave soon, so he really hoped that Yan Tuoshao would conflict with them.

"Really?" Who knew that Yan Tou just asked back, then suddenly stepped on the accelerator and drove towards them.

Lola hurriedly ran back in fright: "What are you doing!"

Yan Tou actually knocked Lola's car down on the side of the road. Regardless of her screaming like crazy, he opened the car door and shouted at Lu Qingyi: "Is it convenient now, don't you hurry up?"

Lu Qingyi was slightly taken aback.

He has his own rhythm and arrangements, but looking at Yan Tou's face, he still has difficulty breathing and can't say no to refuse, so he strode into the car without thinking.

The off-road vehicle swaggered away.

Lola was furious, and yelled at the late bodyguard: "Bring Director Lu back quickly, you stupid pigs!"