Dangerous love of a wealthy family: a warrant for fleeing his wife at a sky-high price

"Gift painting?" With a trace of displeasure on his face, Han Ziye raised his eyes and looked at Mr. Yang coolly, and asked, "Why is it a 'gift'—"

"That's right!" Mr. Yang's little assistant obviously didn't receive the message from his boss' eyes, and explained with a blank smile, "I've seen Ms. Jing's paintings. The colors are very delicate and the composition is perfect. It's just that she Themes are often unique and not everyone can appreciate them."

Seeing Han Ziye's gradually gloomy face, Mr. Yang began to think about finding a new assistant.

This little assistant is too ignorant when he first arrives, and now Han Ziye's little lover is being favored, if this can't make the little lover satisfied with his position, and then blow the pillow wind in front of Mr. Han, Mr. Han is so angry, he will The gallery's number one status in China is not finished in minutes? !

He was really afraid that his little assistant would say something inappropriate again, so Mr. Yang immediately asked his assistant harshly: "You are so ignorant! What are you talking about! Why don't you hurry up and prepare to issue a picture album for Ms. Jing! "

The little assistant looked righteous, and looked at his boss with some embarrassment: "Actually, it's not impossible to publish a picture album for Ms. Jing, it's just that she..."

"What's wrong with her?" Han Ziye finally stood up unbearably, Liang Liang interrupted the little assistant with forbearance in his eyes, "What happened to our seabuckthorn! What about our painting of seabuckthorn Already!"

As he said that, Han Ziye turned to look at Mr. Yang: "It turns out that your gallery is at such a level that you want to use gold as waste paper? Or is it that the current art world is so miserable? So it has been reduced to using art to cater to the world? Can’t tell whether the value of a painting is the artist’s problem or the leader’s problem? Mr. Yang, think about it carefully!”

After saying this, Han Ziye left the table angrily, leaving behind a sweaty Mr. Yang and his little assistant who was still confused.

Han Ziye was still very angry when he was sitting in the car, and he still feels distressed when he thinks of Jingshaji’s painting all day and all night regardless of his body. jumped up.

As soon as he got in the car, Han Ziye called Zhen Xi.

"Zhen Xi, buy all the oil paintings of Seabuckthorn scattered in the market! Take them all back! Buy them at a high price! Also! Within three months, I want you to organize a team to set up a gallery!"

Han Ziye hung up the phone angrily, turned his head and looked out the window, feeling an unprecedented anger in his heart.

Do you want to use our painting of seabuckthorn as a gift?Can you afford it!A bunch of blind bastards!

The driver glanced at his boss from the rearview mirror. Obviously, his Boss was in a bad mood, but if he didn't report the current situation truthfully...

The president's private driver pondered for a moment, but decided to report the truth: "Boss, I just received a call from Yiwen, who said that Miss Jing was drinking alone at a roadside stall, and she had already drank more than half a bottle of liquor, and she refused to go home desperately. They don't know what to do..."

At this point, the driver suddenly felt that the atmosphere in the car changed suddenly, and he couldn't help shivering due to the cold.

"Take me there!" With a cold command from behind, the car turned around and sped towards the place Yiwen reported.