Are you crazy?Gao Leng's school belle blocked the male dormitory to give milk tea?

Chang Zi understood immediately.

My boss is telling himself not to let others find out that he is the boss of this studio.

As a good employee who firmly stands on the side of his idol illustrator, he will naturally complete any instructions from the boss very well.

But who is this girl?
This was the first time she saw her idol bring a girl in.

Duan Jia and Jian Shurou walked in, because to be honest, this studio of theirs did not attract those students, but some industry professionals and many business giants like to come to this studio to have a look.

Although most people know that Jiarou Studio is just a newly opened studio, but there are still many people who come here through the account on Mouyin.

It can be regarded as a free publicity for his studio.

Although she didn't know the purpose of Jian Shurou's coming here, Duan Jia still accompanied her to the studio.

There are almost [-] illustrations in the whole studio, each of which is carefully completed by Duan Jia himself.

Looking at these illustrations, Jian Shurou felt a momentary sense of pride for some reason.

This was drawn by my boyfriend.

Not only that, but the artistic value of these illustrations cannot be drawn casually by those outside.

Jian Shurou only felt that her vision was right.

She was able to choose such an outstanding person as her boyfriend in the vast crowd, isn't it something that everyone can do?

"It seems that I have to ask Dad to buy a few more paintings." Jian Shurou said silently from the side.

After hearing this, Duan Jia asked in puzzlement, "What?"

Jian Shurou immediately shook her head.

How could such a joke be heard by the person involved.

It's just that when Duan Jia was not paying attention, I secretly took a few photos and sent them to the group at home.

After a while, the phone started vibrating crazily.

Jian Shurou didn't need to look to know that it must be Jian Jianguo's crazy Aite in the group.

She took out her mobile phone, and sure enough, it was Jian Jianguo who was speaking in the group, with Qin Yulan's curses mixed in.

"Shu Rou, where is this?"

"These illustrations seem to be pretty good."

"But why do you look so familiar?"

"I seem to have seen it at an illustrator?"

Jian Shurou smiled slightly. Although her father was old, he still had a very good memory.

She clicked on the private chat box with Jian Jianguo, and then typed: "This is the new studio opened by the illustrator recently."

"You don't even know that, do you?"

Jian Shurou said this on purpose.

It was to stimulate Jian Jianguo indirectly. Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, Jian Jianguo called him immediately.

Jian Shurou hung up immediately.

"Baby girl, why don't you answer the phone?"

Jian Shurou replied helplessly: "Dad, I'm in the studio, how can I call you?"

"Yes, yes, is this really the studio opened by the illustrator?"

"Shu Rou, there are a lot of liars now, maybe it's just a trick to sell dog meat."

Jian Shurou knew what he would say, so she directly sent the screenshot of the announcement that the illustrator would open a studio on her account to Jian Jianguo.

"If you don't believe me, see for yourself."

"It really is!!!"

From these three exclamation marks, it can be seen how excited Jian Jianguo is at the moment.

Before the studio was opened, the illustrator had a rule that each person could only buy one painting from him.

But it's different now. For a private buyer like this, no matter how many paintings you buy, as long as you have money, no one will care about how much you buy.

That's why he was so excited.

In this way, he can buy all these paintings.

Of course, the premise of this is that you have enough pocket money.

Thinking that he had less than seven figures left in his bank card, Jian Jianguo felt like crying.

"Shu Rou, can you borrow some money from Dad?" Jian Jianguo said humblely.

"It's really poor recently. You know that your mother has been stricter and stricter recently. I really can't help it."

Jian Shurou looked at the words on the phone screen and shook her head helplessly.

This majestic president's life is also quite aggrieved.

"Well, I can help a little, but the premise is that you must use the money on these paintings of the illustrator, otherwise I will tell my mother."

Her money must be used to help her boyfriend.If it is used for other things, it is absolutely impossible.

Jian Jianguo saw it and immediately agreed: "Naturally, my aunt, you must not tell your mother, otherwise my pocket money will be cut in half again."

After seeing this sentence, Jian Shurou sent all the money she had saved to Jian Jianguo without saying a word.

Seeing Jian Shurou staring at the phone all by herself, Duan Jia immediately walked over and asked, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"

When Jian Shurou heard the boy's voice, she immediately put away the phone: "It's nothing."

How could she tell Duan Jia what she was doing.

Duan Jia nodded, thinking that Jian Shurou must have something to say to herself, so she didn't ask any further.

Chang Zi watched the interaction between the two, feeling a little puzzled.

Why do these two people seem to be very familiar with each other, but also seem to be not very familiar?
"Hey, I'm really exhausted today. I don't know why, the road is always stuck in traffic these days."

Wen Ziyun complained as he entered the door, looked up and saw Duan Jia was in the studio, and the two came to see each other.

"Hey, why are you here, boss?"

He didn't notice that there was a girl standing beside Duan Jia, who came up to call her boss.

Duan Jia's face was cracked slightly.

He immediately looked away.

Jian Shurou naturally knew the thoughts of several people.

This fool probably thought he didn't know that he was the owner of this studio.

In this case, I might as well act with this boy.

"Boss? Junior, are you the owner of this store?" Jian Shurou covered her mouth, the expression on her whole face showed that she was very surprised now.

Only then did Wen Ziyun see that there were still people in the studio.

I knew I might have gotten into trouble.

It's over, shouldn't I want to deduct my salary?

Thinking of this, he immediately started to make amends: "Hahaha, I was dazzled just now, but this little brother really looks like our boss."

Duan Jia nodded, pretending not to know this person.

Looking at Jian Shurou, she was also very calm: "How can I be the owner of the studio, this is the studio opened by the illustrator himself."

The implication is that I am neither the owner of this studio nor an illustrator, so don't think too much about it.

Is Jian Shurou feeling helpless? She wants to see how long this boy can pretend.