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He Yuxiu frowned, he took the photo from Cheng Xianhe's hand, looked at the person inside, then at Cheng Xianhe.Even though Cheng Xianhe's back was facing the camera in the photo, his back was at least [-]% similar to Cheng Xianhe's. How could it be such a coincidence that there could be someone with such a similar figure and back in his Huayang Painting Hall?

He sneered, "You mean, you didn't invite this painting holder?"

Cheng Xianhe didn't answer, but instead said: "Ningbao has had a lot of funny things since the young master of Xu's family took care of it. Mr. He didn't know it when he first came here, but Cheng has lived in Ningpu for a long time, but it's not surprising. Why did Mr. He Because of it being so angry, instead of being angry because of a false article, it is better to read other people's commentary articles. You know, Ningpu is more than just his "Ningbao", if it really breaks you because of an article The friendship between me, that would be such a pity."

After finishing speaking, he waved his hand lightly, and several newspapers were handed to him. Cheng Xianhe took them over and handed them to him, saying, "Mr. must have heard of Mr. Wang Lusheng, Mr. Wang is Wang Luping's younger brother, and he can write well. Good article, he has his own opinions on paintings, he rarely praises people like this, today Mr. Wang wrote a long article in this newspaper, very much praising Mr. He's paintings, firstly, Mr. Wang Lusheng really appreciates your paintings Second, our Huayang Painting Hall still has some relationship with Mr. Wang. With the reputation of Mr. Wang for your paintings, Mr. He's paintings will certainly not be underestimated in Ningpu. It's just that you failed to meet Mr. Wang Lusheng yesterday. On the one hand, it’s really a pity.”

He Yuxiu opened the newspaper and glanced at it, then felt hot on his face, "Painting is a kind of art, there are many capable people, but few wonderful ones. He Yuxiu's orchid and bamboo are the only ones after Wen Yuke left. We have been searching for them day and night. It's rare to find its charm..." He was really ashamed to compare him with Wen Tong, and this hat was directly put on the sky by him.

He read two lines, and felt a little pain in his head, "You think..." He paused, sighed, returned the newspaper to Cheng Xianhe, and said with a long sigh: "Yes, I won't read it either, you Since I don't admit that that person is you, I have nothing to say to you."

He turned to leave, but Cheng Xianhe stopped him and said, "Mr. He, what kind of anger is this? Oh... By the way, there is one thing I haven't told Mr. He. Yesterday, Mr. He took nine works and sold them all. One thousand two hundred silver dollars, according to the terms we agreed in advance, you six and four of us, Mr. He got a total of 780 silver dollars, congratulations Mr. He, this is only the first day of yesterday, and the paintings are so popular."

He Yuxiu was taken aback for a moment, then came back to his senses and understood the meaning of what he said. After the cause and effect were connected, the ins and outs of the story instantly matched. He said with a "Oh" and sneered: "I didn't expect Mr. Xu to have such a meaning." , I finally understand that Mr. Cheng thought that the [-]-[-] share that we had agreed in advance was less, so he wanted to use some means to get more. However, I want to declare that I have always disliked these heretical ways, which are mixed with water. I don’t feel comfortable with the money in my pocket.”

Cheng Xianhe's face was a bit ugly, "How can Mr. He say that? It's our Huayang Painting Hall's fault. Like you said, believe it or not, you can't even sell half of your painting for what it is now."

He Yuxiu's face darkened, "Then Mr. Cheng admits that this is your trick?"

Cheng Xianhe snorted, "This Mr. Cheng didn't say anything, but Mr. He, selling paintings is just for the gold and silver. It's hard for me to act like you always put on such a noble style."

He Yuxiu never expected that Cheng Xianhe not only refused to admit what he did, but also blamed him. He was really angry, looked at Cheng Xianhe, and said angrily: "Okay, it seems that Mr. Cheng intends to have a hard time with He , that's all, I don't care for money that comes from bad sources, you can take it all if you want, I won't hold this art exhibition!"

As soon as he waved his hand, he felt bored seeing Cheng Xianhe's face, turned his head and wanted to leave, but was surrounded by people at the door.

"Step aside!"

He Yuxiu yelled sharply, she just felt that she was blind and was fooled by this person.

He never expected that Cheng Xianhe, who was polite before, would act like this now.

This is the first time he has cooperated with Huayang Painting Hall, and Huayang Painting Hall has a good reputation. If they hadn't invited him this time, he would never have come to Ningpu.

No wonder those painters who were not very famous in Beijing and whose works were not very outstanding in the past were all arrogant and arrogant when they returned from Ningpu, bragging about the high prices for their works.

The group of people in front of him didn't give in at all. He was about to get angry when Cheng Xianhe behind him suddenly sneered and said, "Mr. He is really straightforward, but this straightforwardness is not enough for him. So what if he is good at painting? Being good at painting is not as good as being a good person. A few days ago, I invited you to have a meal with friends from the newspaper. You didn’t want to, but today, Mr. He backtracked. The exhibition that was originally scheduled for half a month ended early today, and it was a waste of time to make us work hard. Then you did this. Men'er, the major calligraphy and painting exhibition halls in Ningpu dare not cooperate with you to hold exhibitions anymore, Mr. He should think twice."

He Yuxiu looked back at Cheng Xianhe, his eyes were full of shock, and after a while he sneered: "Huayang Painting Hall is so majestic, it turned black and white to accuse me, I never thought that you would treat works like this, since Huayang Painting Hall Don doesn’t like He Mou, and He Mou doesn’t care about cooperating with you, so I will find someone to dismantle the exhibition in the afternoon!”

He Yuxiu is very stubborn, the stubbornness brought out of the mother's womb was born at a young age, and it hasn't disappeared after all these years, and he still has the same youthful spirit in his [-]s. There are rumors in Kyoto that he has a lonely temper and is not easy to get along with. It's not all rumors.

Seeing that he insisted on going his own way, Cheng Xianhe sneered, and looked at him with his arms folded, "Since He Sheng looks down on us so much, we won't be ashamed to force him to stay, but Mr. He has to make trouble when he first arrives. The two of us are so ugly, I'm afraid we're not happy for ourselves."

"Bah" He Yuxiu spat, turned around and stretched out the person who was in the way, then walked out with her feet up.

The light rain was as fine as silk, and there was no rickshaw near Huayang Painting Hall to take back to Jiangguan. He Yuxiu walked for a long time in the rain, and only found a free car at the corner at the end of the street.

"Grandpa, where are you going, Grandpa?"

He Yuxiu pursed her lips, stared at somewhere under the eaves in a daze, her brows were furrowed, her expression was very, very ugly.

"grandfather?"

Just at that moment, a drop of rain from the corner of the eaves landed on He Yuxiu's face. He wiped his face, coughed lightly twice, recovered his senses and said, "Excuse me, let's go to Lingqiu Jiang Pavilion."

The Jiang Pavilion is next to the Lingqiu, hence the name. When the rickshaw stopped at the entrance of the Jiang Pavilion, He Yuxiu saw a familiar figure looking around at the door. The man was holding a black soft felt hat with a brim, and his expression was a little nervous, like is waiting for someone.He Yuxiu recognized the man with just one glance.

It is Xie Zhiwen.

Xie Zhiwen turned his head and saw him, his expression seemed relieved, he shook his head helplessly, and greeted him: "Yuxiu, where have you gone in such a panic, I can't find you no matter how hard I try, you are just here, it's hard to walk around Remember to let me know, so I won’t worry.”

He Yuxiu looked at Xie Zhiwen, her face softened a little, "Sorry, I made you worry."

After all, he hurried into the room, and Xie Zhiwen followed him to the room, "What's the matter, where did you go? Why did you come back like this?"

He Yuxiu went upstairs, opened the door, wiped off the rainwater on her body, washed her face with the water left over from washing her face in the morning, wiped her face, and said, "I went to Huayang Painting Hall."

He turned his head to look at Xie Zhiwen, and smiled self-deprecatingly, "If I tell you the whole story, I'm afraid you will be shocked."

Xie Zhiwen put the hat in his hand on the table and looked at him, "Why, it's about the art exhibition?"

He Yuxiu poured a cup of tea for the two of them, and handed one cup to Xie Zhiwen, and drank the other cup by himself. The tea was cold and tasted astringent. He told Xie Zhiwen in detail, and Xie Zhiwen was stunned. Move out?"

"Ah."

Xie Zhiwen was stunned when he heard the sound, paused, and said: "But Ningpu is no better than the capital, Huayang Painting Hall is one of the best places to sell paintings in Ningpu, and Cheng Xianhe has a very wide network, and you are new here, just as Cheng Xianhe said, you are the same Huayang Painting Hall has torn its face, and it will be difficult to sell paintings in other places in Ningpu in the future."

He Yuxiu frowned, "You know my temper, if it's a big deal, I'll go back to the capital, anyway, I can't stand Ningpu's horrible weather."

"Sigh... I never thought that Huayang Painting Hall would do such things."

Xie Zhiwen sighed, comforted him a few words, and said: "Yuxiu, don't be arrogant. You traveled around a few years ago, and it took three years since you left. We haven't seen each other for so many years. It's hard to meet once. You stay I will not allow you to leave in such a short time, I haven't shown you around Ningpu yet."

He Yuxiu felt warm in his heart. He looked at Xie Zhiwen, patted him on the shoulder, sighed, and said, "I wanted to visit Ningpu with you this morning, but I didn't expect to be ruined by that report." Feeling, I probably came at the wrong time this trip."

Xie Zhiwen pondered for a moment, and said: "The article published in Ningbao this morning was really wrong. If you didn't do it, you didn't do it. How can you blame Cheng Xianhe for all the bad things he did? He was in Ningpu You have a good life, but you were dishonored when you returned to the capital, why?"

He Yuxiu also felt extremely depressed hearing what he said. He walked around the room for a few steps, slapped the table, snorted coldly, and said, "You're right, I won't leave, Ningpu is not Cheng Xianhe I still don’t believe it, the whole of Ningpu is used to his Huayang painting hall.”

Xie Zhiwen smiled, took a sip of tea, frowned at the taste of the tea, then let go, and said with a smile, "This is the He Yuxiu I know."

……

At this time, Xu Shaoqing looked at the closed iron door of his house through the window of the black leather foreign car, and rubbed his eyebrows, feeling quite helpless.

Going in must be another scolding.

Xu Yuanzhu treats his younger sister Xu Changning and him like a heaven and earth. Xu Changning was spoiled and spoiled since he was a child. He stretched out his clothes and opened his mouth to eat.When Xu Shaoqing was a child, it was Xu Yuanzhu and his beautiful sandalwood walking stick that accompanied him throughout his childhood.Rao is now that Xu Yuanzhu sees that he is getting older and restrained a lot, and every time he sees him, he still looks serious.

The porter came and opened the door. The door opened, and he saw the quiet villa inside. The dazzling green of bamboo at the door almost covered the steps.

Before reaching the steps, Wang Fu rushed over to spread the word.

"Master, master is waiting for you in the study on the second floor."

There are five study rooms in Xu's family, and Xu Yuanzhu has three hobbies in his life, collecting books, painting obsessively, and lusting after sex.It is more expensive for him to raise books than to raise people. Every book is properly placed and cared for, but he cannot enjoy this kind of treatment. What he faces every day is Xu Yuan's hard-faced face.

Xu Shaoqing entered the room, sighed, and went straight to the second floor.

"dong dong dong"

"dad."

"Come in."

Pushing open the door of the study, as expected, I saw Xu Yuanzhu lying on the recliner in the study, the smoke slowly floating in the air, looking closely, I saw a pretty woman squatting on the side of the recliner, stretching out her hand to help Xu Yuanzhu Light a cigarette.Seeing him coming in, she smiled at him and called out, "Master."

Xu Shaoqing frowned, ignored her, and turned to Xu Yuanzhu and said, "Dad, the doctor said you can't smoke because of lung disease."

"Cough...cough cough..." Xu Yuanzhu coughed twice, squinted at him, snorted, and said, "I can't control myself, but I can control me."

He got down from the reclining chair, picked up the newspaper from the desk, and threw it on him, "Look at you, what are you writing about!"

Seeing this, the woman hurried over to help Xu Yuanzhu rub her back, "Master, don't be angry, you won't be healthy if you get angry."

Xu Yuanzhu grabbed the woman's hand, then released it immediately, raised his chin and said: "Zhi Ning, you go out first, I'll talk to this kid for a while."

The woman named Zhi Ning responded, looked at Xu Shaoqing with a little sympathy, and finally said to Xu Yuanzhu: "We are all a family, master, don't be too angry."

Xu Yuanzhu responded very lightly, and looked at Xu Shaoqing.Zhi Ning sighed, closed the door and went out.

With the "click" sound of the door being closed, Xu Yuanzhu's sandalwood walking stick also hit the ground heavily.