Fu Shao's favorite treasure: madam, don't run away

Everyone looked at Ye Ling together, and Zhang Tianze was also curious about it.

Since Ye Ling said that she didn't know paintings, she probably really didn't know them, unless she deliberately hid them.

"I've seen the real thing."

Ye Ling looked at Sai Wei and said seriously.

Sai Wei excitedly took a step forward and grabbed Ye Ling's hand, with a nervous expression on his face: "Really, Miss Ye, where is the real product? As long as we can find it, we are willing to buy it no matter how much it costs."

Sai Wei excitedly said that Ye Ling could see that this painting was very important to Sai Wei, otherwise he would not be willing to buy it for any money.

"This painting is genuine in Mr. Fu's hands. I was lucky enough to see it once."

"The little girl in the painting is very, very beautiful, and has a good temperament, just like you, Ms. Sevy."

Ye Ling boasted, and Mi Li's face was pale, and her tone was a little bit bad: "Since you have something, why didn't you say it earlier!"

"Damn Miss Millie spent 400 million in vain, right?"

Ye Ling added the last sentence, his eyes narrowed into a crescent shape, and the eyes were full of light.

"Miss Millie said it was for Ms. Sevey after the photo was taken, and then I found out that Ms. Seville came to City H because of this painting, and Miss Millie wanted to contribute to charity, how could I stop it? ? If you stop it, I will lose my life."

Ye Ling winked at Millie and said with a smile. Millie's face twisted in anger and her hands were clenched tightly.

Zhang Tianze smiled, the counterattack was beautiful.

400 million bought a fake that wasn't even worth two hundred, and I was still complacent, it deserved it.

"Then how do you know that the one in Mr. Fu's hands is genuine, what if it's a fake? It's not very good for you to deceive Ms. Saiwei like this."

Millie asked viciously, Ye Ling believed that what she had was a fake, and she was lucky enough to only see it once, how could she be sure that what Fu Yuhan had was the real one.

With a smile on the corner of Ye Ling's mouth, his eyes were fixed on Millie's pale face, and he said confidently, "Because he is Fu Yuhan."

Just by the word Fu Yuhan, he knew that his stuff couldn't be fake, because it was unnecessary and because he was rich.

How could the things in his collection be fakes?

Even the portraits hanging in the kitchen are authentic, yes, that's right, hanging in the kitchen.

If a person like Zhang Yan who loves painting like his life knows that Fu Yuhan put a genuine painting worth several million in the kitchen, I don't know if he will be angry and ask Fu Yuhan for a theory.

All paintings are valuable for collection, some lucky ones will become valuable after a year or so. Collecting paintings is like speculating in stocks. If you are lucky, it will be full of money, but if you are not lucky, it will be the same. Of course, there are those who really like it. Those who paint pure collections, such as Zhang Yan and Fu Yuhan.

As for the tea house, if Ye Ling told where it was hung before, the Saiwei couple would definitely yell at her, and she didn't dare to let people know that she lived in Fu Yuhan's house, so she could only say that she was lucky enough to see it once.

"Miss Millie, do you have any questions?"

Ye Ling asked politely, but Millie remained silent.

"May I meet Mr. Fu now?"

"Of course, Mr. Fu has been waiting for a long time."

Ye Ling smiled and made way.

Saiwei looked at Zhang Yan and said thank you politely to him, then left holding Esvi's hand.

Zhang Yan snorted and coldly dismissed Millie and the others. Seeing this, Millie walked very quickly, fearing that Zhang Yan's violent temper would really drive her out with a broom.

The moment Ye Ling turned around, Zhang Yan stopped her: "Miss Ye, do you have a relative named Xie?"

Zhang Yan asked curiously, Ye Ling frowned and immediately returned to normal: "Sorry, I don't have any relatives with the surname Xie."

"Then, that may be my memory is wrong."

Zhang Yan nodded, and Ye Ling also nodded politely: "Thank you Mr. Zhang today."

After speaking, Ye Ling walked out of the outer room.

Zhang Yan took off his glasses and frowned.

"If not, how could there be someone who looks so similar."

With hands behind his back and bent over, he slowly picked up the teacup on the table and drank tea, muttering to himself.

He had seen a man before who looked very similar to Ye Ling.

The difference is that the one is gentle and generous while Ye Ling is as unapproachable as an ice lotus on a high mountain. He has only seen that person once but it is deeply etched in his mind.

The sunlight in the room is not enough and there is a smell of painting. In Zhang Yan's view, the room is a paradise on earth, but it doesn't look like it to her.

"Miss Millie, don't you still want to go back to Fu's with us?"

Seeing Mi Li waiting in the car, she seemed to be waiting for Zhang Tianze's car to drive and then followed behind.

Millie was a little embarrassed by what she said, and stepped on the accelerator to leave.

"Sister Millie, let's go back like this."

Looking at Millie with big eyes and asking curiously, Millie said with a dark face: "Otherwise? People say that on the second floor, so why should we follow to Fu's with shamelessness?"

Millie sneered.

Qin Yujian has a thick skin and she has a thin skin.

"What about this painting?"

Qin Yujian was still holding the fake painting in his hand, and he bought the painting after all the money was paid, and this painting also needs to be dealt with.

"What else can I do, hang it on the wall of the design department as a warning."

Millie gritted her teeth and said, how could Ye Ling not know that she was going to buy this painting to please Sai Wei, she just deliberately did not say that she deliberately demolished the stage and deliberately made her lose face.

Qin Yujian nodded, holding the painting tightly.

There was a sly look in his eyes when he lowered his head.

She knew it would be the result.

Ye Ling is really different from Ye Zhen.

When the Saiwei couple came, Fu Yuhan had just arrived at the office not long after. After receiving Ye Ling's text message, he rushed home and took off the painting and wrapped it in paper.

"Mr. Fu."

"Ms. Sevey, Mr. Eswey."

Fu Yuhan stretched out his hand and shook them lightly, then let go immediately.

"This is the second time we have met since I returned to China. Boss Fu is much more handsome than before."

Sai Wei praised, Fu Yuhan nodded: "Thank you, Ms. Sai Wei, for your compliment. Ms. Sai Wei is as beautiful as before, and she hasn't changed a little over the years."

Praising a woman is the best compliment when she hasn't changed from before, because she was young before.

"I believe Miss Ye has already told you the whole story, can I have a look at the painting?"

Sai Wei couldn't wait to ask, Fu Yuhan nodded, and removed the paper wrapped around the painting, and a lifelike painting came into everyone's eyes.

Ye Ling looked at the painting and couldn't help but look away.

Zhang Tianze raised his eyebrows and watched carefully.

It seems that when you look carefully, you can see the difference between the real thing and the fake. The little girl in this painting has a kind of aura, as if she is alive.

Sai Wei covered his mouth, and Ai Siwei embraced her in his arms, tears in his eyes.

"It's real, dear, it's real."

Sai Wei said happily, even his voice trembled, which shows the importance of this painting to her.

Fu Yuhan raised his head, his cold eyes turned around Sai Wei and looked at Ye Ling behind her.

Seeing Ye Ling's involuntary laughter, his eyes were bent, and the corner of his mouth curled up into a smile.

"Boss Fu, please make an offer."

Sai Wei asked, wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes, and Fu Yuhan smiled: "Not for sale, but for gift."

"I heard from Ye Ling that the importance of this painting to Ms. Sai Wei, this painting should be given to those in need, so it is not for sale, but for gift."

Fu Yuhan said generously, not to mention that this painting is of little use to him.

He didn't know much about painting, so he just wanted to buy a few for hanging.

Moreover, this painting was placed in the toilet before.

That's right, above the toilet, you can see this painting as soon as you open the door, which is why Ye Ling couldn't help laughing.

I go in and out of the toilet so many times a day, and I look at this painting every day.

"Thank you, Mr. Fu."

"We have found the painting, so we should talk about another important thing."

The blue eyes reflected Fu Yuhan's handsome and cold face.

Although he was smiling, not only did he not have a sense of intimacy, but a sense of alienation when he laughed.

Zhang Tianze and Ye Ling looked at each other.

"My daughter's wedding is next month. We want to entrust Mrs. Fu to help customize the wedding dress, and Mrs. Fu will also be responsible for the order for the first half of next year."

Sai Wei said seriously, Fu Yuhan nodded and pointed to the sofa in the office.

"You two, please."

The two sat on the sofa with Fu Yuhan, and Ye Ling went out to meet Zhang Tianze.

Liu Feiyu was worried, seeing Ye Ling's eyes fall on her when she came out.

"Assistant Liu, do you have something to hide from me?"

Ye Ling looked at Liu Feiyu's strange appearance and asked, from the moment she came back into the office to the time she came out, Liu Feiyu looked at her appreciatively.

"No."

As if being poked at the center, Liu Feiyu shook her head like a rattle, turned around and ran away.

Zhang Tianze glanced at Ye Ling: "I didn't expect it to be you."

"Deputy manager Zhang is complimenting me?"

Ye Ling blinked at Zhang Tianze and asked, Zhang Tianze generously admitted and nodded.

"Yes, you did a good job, but what were you laughing at?"

When someone like Ye Ling who keeps a straight face laughs, of course it makes people curious.

"It's nothing."

Ye Ling turned and went back to the design department, Zhang Tianze followed behind.

Before entering the elevator, he saw Nie Shenghai coming out of the elevator with a magazine in his hand.

"Ye Ling!"

Nie Chenghai shouted, Ye Ling lazily raised his eyelids and nodded: "Manager Nie."

The voice was cold and emotionless.

Stepping into the elevator, Nie Chenghai didn't intend to come out. The three of them were in the elevator, and the atmosphere was weird.

Of course Zhang Tianze knew that Nie Shenghai was interested in Ye Ling, and there was a lot of commotion a while ago.

"Did you read the morning magazine?"

Nie Chenghai asked, there were only three people here, and he knew who he was asking.

"Magazine? What's new in this issue? Why is Manager Nie starting to care about design?"

She reads magazines, but all she reads are fashion magazines, and she is not interested in anything else.

"Look at this."

After hearing Ye Ling's answer, Nie Chenghai knew that she didn't know about it yet.

Ye Ling frowned, and took the magazine after hesitation.

"Be careful when you go back to Boss Fu's house, there may be reporters staying here."

The elevator door opened with a ding-dong, and Nie Shenghai walked out with big strides. Before leaving, he said,
The hand holding the magazine couldn't help shaking, Ye Ling's expression turned cold.

Zhang Tianze paused, a little surprised.

Ye Ling looked down at the magazine. The cover of the magazine was not a model, but her.

Let her be the main cover of the magazine?
No one told her about this!Why make such an arbitrary decision.

Seeing Ye Ling dawdling in a daze, Zhang Tianze snatched the magazine from her hand and opened it.

Inside was a promotional photo of Fu's family. It seemed that there was nothing wrong with it, but Zhang Tianze turned backwards, and Ye Ling's face turned dark.

He was so angry that his body was shaking.

He snatched the magazine from Zhang Tianze's hand and flipped back quickly.

It was a picture of her in the room, and she took it when she was drawing the manuscript. The most important thing is that she didn't know it at all!