He is divorced from this marriage!

Yu Chen stood in the very luxuriously decorated dressing room. He looked around and sighed, and then he said silently a hundred times in his heart: He is going to pay the rent, so he can't back down easily, he must develop a thick skin!

He was very straightforward when receiving the business card, and the interview was also very straightforward, but when Yu Chen really had to stand for three hours in clothes that were not warm against the cold after a lapse of ten years, he regretted it a bit.

A penny beats a hero, and the ancients did not deceive me.

Yu Chen pursed his lips, looking at the beautiful and refined outfit in the mirror, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise, a man depends on the clothes and a horse depends on the saddle, this is really good.

After changing his clothes, Yu Chen pushed the door open and said to Steward Fang who had been waiting for a long time, "Let's go."

Steward Fang led Yu Chen to the studio on the third floor. He was polite, but alienated from the bottom of his heart. He walked to the door and respectfully said to the room, "Second Young Master, someone is here."

There was no sound in the room, but a palpable impatience spread from the room.

Steward Fang didn't care, he turned sideways and said, "Mr. Yu, go in, the second young master is inside."

Yu Chen snorted. As soon as he walked in, the housekeeper Fang closed the door slightly with his back foot.

...How did it become so infiltrating? Really.

The studio is very clean, the easels are covered with white cloth, simple and tidy.After Yu Chen walked a few steps in, he saw a young man in a white suit drawing with a brush. The young man who drew the picture was good-looking, but his brows were irritable, obviously he was not easy to get close to.

The young man in the white suit held a paintbrush in one hand and a palette in the other, and looked up at the professional model in front of him from time to time. The model was also a man, but the clothes on his body were far more beautiful than Yu Chen's suit.

Yu Chen: ...

The young man in the white suit looked sideways and found that it was Yu Chen, his newly selected model. Satisfaction appeared in his eyes: "You go and stand in front."

Yu Chen nodded, and walked over to stand side by side with the male model. The latter was not good at staring at Yu Chen after his work was interrupted, and he could vaguely see his disdain in his eyes.

The young man in the white suit pulled his face instantly, and said displeasedly to the male model: "What are you doing?"

The male model's face turned pale, and he quickly stepped back.

Yu Chen looked around, and sat calmly on the chair just now given by the male model. He thought he was going to stand up, but he didn't expect to have a chair. It's really great.

The young man in the white suit commanded: "Turn to the left, and don't have such a stiff expression on your face. You are a model, please be more professional?" After a while, his tone became a little irritable.

"...Okay." Yu Chen coughed dryly, trying to get himself back to work. After a while, his stiff expression immediately became calm and confident. Going to catwalks is normal.

The male model's eyes couldn't hide his jealousy. He thought in his heart, this guy who suddenly appeared had no merits other than having a better temperament than himself, but this guy could actually replace his job, hehe , the second young master will regret it sooner or later!

But the male model's murderous eyes did not burden Yu Chen, but not long after, the young man in the white suit said coldly, "Stand up."

Yu Chen didn't understand why, but the eyes of the male model on the side lit up. Could it be that the second young master found that he was the best model in the world?

But immediately, a black suit embroidered with roses was thrown on Yu Chen's face, only to hear the young man in white suit say coldly: "Put on this set."

Both Yu Chen and the male model were taken aback, and the latter's heart surged with crazily jealousy again, why!He is not convinced! !

Yu Chen calmly took the clothes, and was about to leave, but found that the male model looked at him like poisoned eyes.Tsk, this is really difficult.

Yu Chen went to the corner to change his clothes without changing his face, and when he came back, he smiled provocatively at the male model: He just wanted to piss people off on purpose, how about it?

The male model was furious.

Three hours later, Butler Fang knocked on the door: "Second Young Master, the time is up, you should rest."

The young man in a white suit put down his brush and said to Yu Chen, "You all go out."

Yu Chen nodded, and before he left the studio, he heard the male model behind him say coquettishly, "Then Second Young Master, what should I do?"

The young man in the white suit looked at the finished back in the portrait, and his eyes were filled with rare satisfaction. He was always picky, but Yu Chen's professional level was really good, very good.

"You don't have to come back tomorrow night."

The male model felt chilly, he didn't want to give up this easy high-paying job, so he continued without giving up: "Second young master, please think about me again, I will try my best to do better."

The young man in the white suit looked at him silently, with sarcasm hidden in his eyes.

The studio door opened, Fang Butler was surprised when he saw the black suit Yu Chen was wearing, Fang Butler remembered this suit, it was designed by the second young master himself, although the clothes were designed for people to wear, But Steward Fang has never seen the second young master willing to give this suit to any model so easily.

The young man in a white suit pointed at the male model and said bluntly, "Steward Fang, don't send him here tomorrow night."

"Yes, Second Young Master." Steward Fang shifted his body to let Yu Chen leave, and then said to the male model who came out stiffly: "Sir, the pick-up car is downstairs, and your salary for tonight has been settled , remember to take it before you leave, please go slowly."

"Okay." The male model walked towards the dressing room in silence. As soon as he walked in, he saw Yu Chen with his back turned to him, and his eyes turned red with anger.

"Don't be proud for too long." The male model mocked, "I've seen the model who worked with the second young master for only one week, and that was me. You look like this, at most three days."

"Even if it's three hours." Yu Chen closed the door of the cabinet and reminded him tactfully but not implicitly: "You also left before me."

What is the right of the defeated general who was run away by him to shout?Who doesn't understand the principle of the jungle of the jungle, do you still need him to remind, just kidding.

The male model's face turned blue and white after being provoked by him. He seemed to be going crazy, but he was concerned that this was the famous Fang family, so he restrained his temper and said, "We'll see, I'll wait and see where you are kicked out." one day."

Yu Chen shrugged his shoulders. In this world, no matter what line of work he does, he will always be thick-skinned and make money, so he has long been used to grabbing jobs from others.Of course, he was also robbed of resources.

On the other side, the young man in the white suit looked at the completed portrait with satisfaction, his eyes filled with admiration. This painting was the fastest and the best one he drew this year, and he was very satisfied.

Steward Fang handed over a cup of coffee at the right time, "Second Young Master, the Eldest Young Master has just returned from the master's house and seems to be in a bad mood, do you want to go out and have a word with the Eldest Young Master later?"

"It's not my turn to intervene in the Fang family's affairs." The young man in the white suit stood up and said casually, "Give this painting to elder brother, and say it's my birthday present to him in advance."

Butler Fang lowered his head and said, "Yes, Second Young Master."

The young man in the white suit smiled happily, then got up and left.

After he left, Steward Fang also left the studio. He closed the door softly, and looked at the back of the other party thoughtfully, with complicated and helpless eyes, but it soon disappeared.

Yu Chen took the newly paid salary happily, and walked towards the stairs. When he passed the living room on the first floor, his eyes inadvertently skipped over the man on the sofa, and felt that the man was familiar, but when the man looked at him, Yu Chen Shen was so frightened that his back stiffened, and then he pretended to be calm and left.

He had the illusion that he was being targeted by a poisonous snake.

Maybe it was a guilty conscience, so Yu Chen didn't notice that the man on the sofa was also looking at him.

Steward Fang moved the easel to the living room. It was an oil painting. The young man in the painting was dressed in black, his profile was shrouded in black mist. His slender neck was slender and fair, forming a color impact with the dark background. This painting Very beautiful.

A young man in a white suit came over and said with a smile, "Brother, isn't it beautiful?"

It is not him, so it refers to the painting, not the person.But when he said it in his mouth, it was difficult for others to tell whether he was talking about "he" or "it".

The man in the wheelchair had broad arms but a thin body. His complexion was pale and he looked unhealthy.The man's eyes are as sharp as eagle eyes, his lips are thin, and he looks mean and selfish, so just by looking at his face, one can tell that this man is difficult to get along with, even harsh, and it is difficult to get close to him.

Mean, cruel, paralyzed.

This is Fang Yu, the young master of the Fang family.

"Huh?" Fang Yu raised his eyes and pursed his thin lips, looking very mean: "Drawing this kind of thing in three hours, Fang Chaoan, you should take tuition."

Fang Chaoan suppressed his anger, he wanted to provoke the other party, but he was the one who got angry, Fang Chaoan turned around and went upstairs in anger, his footsteps were stomping.

Steward Fang said respectfully, "Master, what should we do with this painting?"

"Put it away." Fang Yu looked at the young man on the drawing board. He thought of the person who had just left in a hurry, and something strange appeared in his eyes.

Steward Fang received the drawing board, stood aside, and lowered his eyes calmly.

Not long after, a bodyguard in a black suit came in, put his hands in front of him, bent down and said respectfully: "Master, there are still 10 minutes left for the cross-border video conference."

"Let's go." Fang Yu lowered his eyes.

The bodyguard stepped forward, pushed Fang Yu in the wheelchair, and walked towards the elevator door.

Steward Fang smiled and lowered his head from the beginning to the end. It wasn't until Fang Yu left that he directed the maids to take the drawing board away: "Receive the drawing board in the warehouse and put it carefully. If it gets wet, none of you can afford it." responsibility……"

Fang Butler's words are straightforward, but they are the last word.The servants in this Fang family villa are all trained, so they know very well that Fang Yu, who is mean, has always been extremely harsh on others, so no one dares to be sloppy.

Therefore, in their eyes, the gloomy Fang Yu is more difficult to serve than the irritable Second Young Master Fang Chaoan.