Department of Painting Shenhao

Chapter 93

Lin Xian and Master Wang didn't drive out to eat at noon.

Master Wang got a portable stove and set up a small hot pot by the river.

Picked some bracken by the river.

I also asked Boss Zou what Mr. Lin likes to eat.

Boss Zou: [Eat everything except coriander. ]
Master Wang: [There are still people who don’t eat coriander, so how do you eat this hot pot? ]
Zou Qianqian: [You can choose not to eat! ]
Master Wang: [Zheergen, I also bought Zheergen. ]
Zou Qianqian: [He doesn't eat all coriander, do you think he will eat zheergen? ]
Master Wang: [Well, there is always something special about an artist. ]
In fact, Master Wang’s observations over the past few days, plus chatting with Lin Xian, revealed a shocking secret——Lin Xian has a girlfriend, and his girlfriend is not Boss Zou, but a student from a certain school in Shanghai.

Was shocked to hear this news.

Master Wang originally didn't know who Boss Zou was, but Qin City is such a big place. When he was chatting with a friend, that friend was engaged in finance locally. When he heard that Boss Zou was still a woman, it must be Zou. Qianqian.

Don't ask, don't know, I'm startled when I ask.

Name: Zou Qianqian
Age: 23
Father: Zou Tai

He once served as the chairman of the Modu Chamber of Commerce and is now the chairman of [Zou's Investment Group].

Its industries are mainly petroleum energy, mineral resources and other resources.

Business is mainly overseas.

The market value is tens of billions of dollars.

This boss Zou is known as tens of billions of dollars.

Now that I know why CoCo was scolded, I have to observe and study why I was scolded.

Because this is a real tens of billions of rich women.

Follow her to get rich.

The men chasing her lined up from Qin City to Paris, it's really not bragging.

But Master Wang was so angry that he slapped his thighs and scolded Boss Zou for having a problem with his brain, and he was messing around—there was a group that was so rich that he didn't want to inherit it, so he insisted on messing around to start a business and prove himself?

Isn't this just tossing around?

So what do you need to prove if you have money?

Isn't it nice to spend money smartly every day?

I don't understand what goes on in the minds of rich people.

Knowing about Boss Zou's illustrious family affairs, Master Wang admired this "dead painter" in front of him even more.

This is a man of courage.

Don't want tens of billions of dollars, find a 'poor female college student' to fall in love, and pursue the so-called love?

This is a ruthless person.

Lin Xian knew that Zou Qianqian's family was rich, but he didn't know that her family was so rich.

He checked Zou Qianqian on the Internet, only the registered legal person of that company, there is no information other than that, besides, what does it matter to her if she has money, Lin Xian is so busy every day, so he doesn't care about how much money he has. money.

……

Master Wang is different, he thinks that knowing Lin Xian and Zou Qianqian is his blessing, noble man, maybe he can make a fortune in the future, so today he cooked hot pot for Lin Xian to get closer to each other.

"Mr. Lin is serving dinner."

"Come on."

Lin Xian jumped off the lift car, washed his hands by the river, wiped the apron, took it off and put it aside.

The apron was the one that Gu Qingxia personally made for Lin Xian with a Q-version portrait of the two of them. Wearing the apron prevents the paint from staining the clothes again.

"Hey, how is Master Wang so rich?"

Master Wang handed over the chopsticks: "You treat me every day, and today I will treat you to eat. How about a taste of Sichuan-style hot pot?"

"Okay, I'll try it." Lin Xian soaked a piece of hairy belly with seasoning and ate it, and gave a thumbs up: "It tastes good, Master Wang, you can be a chef now."

"I used to be a cook."

Master Wang opened a bottle of beer and drank it, and Lin Xian wanted to drive for a drink.

"By the way, Mr. Lin, I want to ask you, do you make money by posting videos online?"

"In any industry, there are those who make money and those who don't. Do you also want to be a food blogger?"

"I've seen a few of them, the Fourth Brother in the Countryside, Wang Gang and the others, and they seem to make a lot of money. I just want to do it. It would be good to increase the income. What do you think?"

"Now is the era of self-media. If you seize the traffic, you can make money. I have no objection to this. People just want to make money to eat. If you want to do it, I can give you some advice."

"Really?"

"Of course, we've known each other for a while, we can be regarded as friends, if you post a food video, I can still come and eat, hahaha..."

"It doesn't matter, you can eat it whenever you want. I plan to try it in the rural yard of my hometown. You also know that the past few years have been too difficult. You can't make any money after working hard, so you can only try other foods. You can learn how to be a self-media person from Mr. Lin."

"Okay, if you are willing to do it, I will help you, let's cheers."

Lin Xian knew that the past two years were indeed not easy, but it was easy for him. He painted every day, and the money on the card kept increasing.

I haven't watched it for a few days, just glanced at it, hey, has it risen to 500 million?

You say irritating is not irritating.

You can see that he is painting, but he is actually making money.

You say he is making money, but he is actually painting.

I ate hot pot for lunch and taught Master Wang how to be a food blogger.

After dinner.

Master Wang: "Okay, let's do this first. I'm going to toss the yard for a few days. Can I use my mobile phone to record it then?"

Lin Xian: "I have a spare camera at home, let me lend it to you, how about this, let me know when you choose a day to record food, and I will help you."

Master Wang: "Okay, call Miss Zou when the time comes."

"Okay, she likes to go to the countryside to play. When the time comes, call her. I have to go there beforehand and come back later. Do you want to go out?"

"Go, I'll pack up and go out by myself later."

"also."

After saying hello, Lin Xian drove away.

Master Wang thought that Lin Xian would come back soon after going out, so he didn't leave, and took a lunch break here to wait for him to come back.

……

Lin Xian went home first, took a shower and changed clothes before going to Sunshine Village.

After all, she is also the girlfriend's grandmother, so attention should be paid to the image project.

Since going to Sunshine Village to draw pictures last month, Lin Xian has not been there so far.

Lin Xian remembered that he rode Yadea, but now he drives a big G.

Back then, I saw Gu Qingxia under the windmill at the [-] mu lavender base at the entrance of the village.

That image was etched in his mind forever.

Looking over at this moment, an aunt was taking pictures with a scarf.

click-

Lin Xian took a photo and sent it to Gu Qingxia.

Lin Xian: [The former girl, now the aunt, time is not forgiving. ]
Lu Qingxia: [Do you think I will be an aunt in the future? ]
Lin Xian: [Although she is an aunt, she is still beautiful. Your mother is so beautiful now, and you will be beautiful in the future. ]
Gu Qingxia: [When I am forty, I will stand there holding a silk scarf, and then take a picture of me, okay? ]
These words seem to be telling a promise.

Lin Xian: [OK! ]
Lu Qingxia: [The screenshot is taken. ]
Lin Xian: [Let’s talk later, I went to kill your grandma’s chicken. ]
Lu Qingxia: [(cover mouth and laugh)]
Soon, Big G arrived at the door of Gu Qingxia's house, parked the car on the side of the road, and saw several girls taking pictures by the wall of "Your Name".

This wall is currently the Internet celebrity wall of Sunshine Village.

Many fans of Lin Xianyu came here to take pictures and check in.

……

dong dong dong...

Lin Xian knocked on the door.

"Is anyone here?"

crunch--

A kind old lady opened the door and looked at the smiling young man at the door.

"You are……"

Lin Xian greeted obediently: "Grandma Liao, hello, I'm Lin Xian, Gu Qingxia's boyfriend, she asked me to kill chickens for you."

Hearing that she was his granddaughter's girlfriend, Liao Shuqun immediately showed a kind smile: "You are Qing Xia's boyfriend, come in, come in."

Lin Xian entered the hospital, Liao Shuqun stared at him carefully, he looked talented.

"How tall are you?"

"183."

"You're quite tall. You look a bit like the Zunlong in "The Last Emperor"."

"A lot of people say I look like it, so it's okay."

"How much is your horoscope?"

"Virgo."

"Ask me the horoscope, what constellation do you say?"

"I don't know the horoscope."

"The "Your Name" at the door was drawn by you. It's really good. People take pictures at the door every day and make noise. It's very lively."

"Uh..." Lin Xian scratched his head, not knowing whether he was praising himself, or scolding himself for drawing a picture, which made the old lady quiet.

"Don't think too much, I like to be lively, I can praise you for your good painting, many villagers plan to ask you to paint."

"I'm a bit busy this week. I'll come back from Sanya next week, and I'll take root in your village and paint every day."

Lin Xian looked around, there was tea brewing on the coffee table next to it, and there were two cups.

"have a guest?"

"My granddaughter came back to visit me."

Lin Xian snorted, and heard the sound of the TV upstairs. Grandma Liao's three sons and several grandchildren were also normal, and they often came back to see her.

This granddaughter is Lin Xian's "sister-in-law", right?
I don't know how it looks.

"Boy, sit down first."

"Kill the chicken first."

"Alright, here we go."

Liao Shuqun handed over the kitchen knife directly, "Go and kill."

Lin Xian took the kitchen knife, walked to the chicken coop, and pulled out the old hen.

brother brother...

The old hen flapped its wings and kept screaming, probably knowing that it was time to die.

Lin Xian has never killed a chicken, but he has seen a chicken dance.

For a while, I didn't know how to drop the knife.

"Aren't you afraid to kill chickens?"

"If you don't dare, I will kill you right away."

Lin Xian pressed the chicken to the ground on the spot, put his knee on the chicken, pulled the chicken's head with his hands, and the phone fell down.

"You kill like this..."

Liao Shuqun hadn't finished speaking.

I only heard a cock crowing of "Brother, Brother...".

When I looked again, the kitchen knife was stained with chicken feathers all over the ground, and the old hen flapped its wings and ran out of the yard, "Brother, brother..." With one wing, it flew to the [-]-acre lavender base.

Lin Xian held up the kitchen knife in embarrassment, with chicken feathers on his face.

Liao Shuqun smiled: "Young man, have you never killed a chicken?"

Lin Xian shook his head: "No."

"They all ran away."

"I'll go get it back right away."

Lin Xian is about to chase after him.

"Forget it. I'll ask my granddaughter to come down and catch it."

Liao Shuqun raised his head and shouted towards the second floor: "What is Gu Qingxia still doing upstairs, the old hen has run away again, hurry up and catch it—"

Gu Qingxia? ? ? ?

Everyone in Lin Xian was stunned, turned around and said in surprise: "Did I hear wrong? You are calling your granddaughter Gu Qingxia, that Gu Qingxia from Suzhou?"

"You don't even know your girlfriend, but you still ask me."

Lin Xian pointed to the second floor: "Is she...at home? No, we were chatting on WeChat just now."

Liao Shumin smiled: "Why are you so stunned, hurry up and catch the chicken, you will be scolded if you eat lavender."

"good good good good."

Lin Xian went after him.

At this time, footsteps came from the stairs, and a white figure ran over.

"I'll catch—"

The white figure passed by Lin Xian, ran out of the yard, jumped off the lavender base, and grabbed the old hen just like the first time we saw it.

Quiet as a virgin and moving like a rabbit.

Can be elegant, can be vulgar.

For real, the woman in front of her is Gu Qingxia.

She came back without saying a word?
……

"Brother, brother..."

The last struggle of the old hen.

Gu Qingxia skillfully grabbed the old hen, lifted it up, and smiled sweetly towards the shore.

"Xianxian, you can't catch an old hen, so you don't have chicken soup to drink at night."

Lin Xian smiled: "That chicken is an old actor."

(End of this chapter)