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Bai Jing and Jiang Guixiu are also familiar with each other. After hearing Jiang Guixiu's words, she was very puzzled, "Mrs. Jiang knows Zhihui painter?"

"Knowing?" Jiang Guixiu glanced at Quan Jiu suspiciously, shook his head and said, "I don't know, I just had a relationship with this woman next to you."

Bai Jing thought for a while, then she understood, and said with a smile: "Then you are really lucky, we only found out today that the famous Zhihui is so young and beautiful."

Jiang Guixiu thought she heard it wrong, and said in astonishment: "You mean, she is the painter Zhifan? How is this possible? I have seen every work of the painter Zhifan. The ironic realism technique is an artist with a deep heart. A calm and connotative painter, absolutely impossible to be her."

Someone joked: "Unexpectedly, Mrs. Jiang sometimes misunderstood. In fact, she is really the painter of Zhihui."

Cheng Xuhai also stood up, "This is indeed the painter of Zhihui."

Jiang Guixiu was stunned for a long time, thinking of all the things just now, her mind suddenly brightened, and finally realized that it was He Miao who gave her eye drops indiscriminately.Even she knew of Zhihui's fame, so how could she be supported by a man.

But on the other hand, she still couldn't believe that such a beautiful person was Zhifan?The Jiang family is a scholarly family, and they value such skills as piano, chess, calligraphy and painting the most. If Zhihui is with his son, then the Jiang family can be regarded as famous and rich.

Thinking of it this way, she regretted it. At the birthday banquet that day, she even turned a face, so she won't be held hostage.Thinking of this, Jiang Guixiu felt a little embarrassed, and at the same time scolded He Miao severely in her heart.

Cheng Xuhai glanced at the time, and said to Quan Jiu: "Mr. Zhifu, let's go to the front hall, the time is almost up."

Quan Jiu smiled and nodded, saying goodbye to Bai Jing.But after taking two steps, he stopped suddenly and asked, "Does Teacher Bai also like the clothes in Yunlan Pavilion?"

Bai Jing took Quan Jiu's hand lovingly, "You can just call me Aunt Bai, don't call me Teacher, I'm born."

Quan Jiu nodded and called "Aunt Bai" instead.

Bai Jing was full of praise, "The master of Yunlan Pavilion is the embroiderer I admire the most so far. I understand why Yunlan Pavilion only produces ten high-end pieces a year, because she uses complicated ancient embroidery stitches. It is embroidered, and even the silk used in Yunlan Pavilion is not machine-made, but hand-woven.

It takes two embroiderers half a year's work to make a piece of brocade, and it takes several years to complete a good pair of embroidery. That's why the clothes of Yunlan Pavilion need to be ordered several years in advance, so they are so rare. "

Many people present know about Yunlan Pavilion and are also fans of Yunlan Pavilion. Even if they have never owned it, it does not hinder their liking and yearning.

Someone couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "The owner of the Yunlan Pavilion is really too mysterious. No one has ever known her true face in Lushan. I really want to see what kind of person is able to embroider such exquisite works."

Bai Jing looked ashamed, "Although I, Bai Jing, enjoy some false fame, I think that I am incomparable with the owner of the Yunlan Pavilion. She is the real handsome man in the mountains, and I am just an ordinary person who has fallen into the world of mortals."

Seeing that Bai Jing admired the master of the Yunlan Pavilion so much, everyone became more curious and respectful of the mysterious master.

Quan Jiu smiled gently, "Since Auntie Bai likes it so much, I'll make it up for you. Give me an address, and someone from Yunlan Pavilion will contact you to measure your body."

Bai Jing was startled, "Really? I heard that they have all been booked for three years, can they still be booked?"

Quan Jiu definitely smiled, "It's okay to have one more thing from you."

The onlookers were shocked when they heard this.They are too clear about the level of Yunlan Pavilion, even if they are rich and powerful, they may not be able to get it, but knowing how to change the rules of Yunlan Pavilion?I have never heard of anyone receiving such special treatment.Could it be that Zhihui's identity is very special?

The happiest person was Bai Jing, "That's really great." He happily wrote an address to Quan Jiu.

With the precedent of Bai Jing, the others couldn't hold back anymore, and they all came forward to ask for a spot, but Quan Jiu refused them all with a smile.

Jiang Guixiu's heart was also very itchy. She was a fan of Yunlan Pavilion. She managed to snatch one back then, and she was not even willing to wear it. She would only wear it on special important occasions, but this woman... opened her mouth and said Can I book?Or add it?

"That... can you order one for me? Oh, I remembered, you brought one for my birthday party last time. I am very satisfied with that one. Is it still available? I can double the price Buy it." Jiang Guixiu asked shamelessly while regretting the past.

Quan Jiu took a slight look at Jiang Guixiu, polite and distant, "Sorry, who are you?"

Jiang Guixiu's face froze, and after a moment's pause, she said in displeasure, "I'm Jiangnan Chen's mother."

Quan Jiu groaned, nodded politely, "I've admired you for a long time, the one you mentioned has already been given away." Then he bid farewell to Bai Jing, and walked away with Cheng Xuhai, like the most elegant and noble white swan.

Jiang Guixiu couldn't hold back on her face, but she scolded herself for being stupid in her heart: With such a good temperament, how could she have believed He Miao's words at that time.

Some people couldn't understand Jiang Guixiu's demeanor of carrying a scholarly family all the time, so they mocked: "Mrs. Jiang, unexpectedly there are people who don't know you."

Jiang Guixiu felt annoyed, "She... She met our Nan Chen, last time at my birthday banquet, Nan Chen specially brought her to meet me."

Some people didn't believe it, "Hey, Mrs. Jiang has also learned from Miss He's opera script just now. Everyone knows that the painter is not familiar with it, so why do you still pull your son out to make friends.

Besides, didn't you just say that your son is single and hasn't talked about marriage yet? "

"I..." Jiang Guixiu was speechless, her face flushed red with anger.

But some people were reminded, "Oops", "My son is at the right age, and I didn't expect Zhifan to be so young and beautiful. I have to ask quickly to see if I have kissed him."

"I'll go too, I'll go too." A group of ladies scrambled to the front hall.

Jiang Guixiu felt as if something that belonged to her had been divided up by a group of ants, and she felt so overwhelmed.

"Hmph, our Nan Chen is much more handsome and capable than your son. I don't think anyone can compare to you." Jiang Guixiu murmured to herself, and chased her to the front hall with her bag.

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After Wang Xiao parked the car, he went back to the gate and found that his boss had disappeared. After asking the security guard at the gate, he found out that the boss had entered the art exhibition.He quickly gave the invitation and went in.

But the art gallery is very big, Wang Xiao didn't dare to call to find someone, so he could only look for them next to each other.

The client he was looking for was standing in the east exhibition area, admiring a painting.

Charming as always.

Chu Rong seldom smiled, and walked in from the entrance of the exhibition hall a little bit, and as he went deeper, the paintings on the wall seemed to be endowed with souls, which became more thought-provoking and made people want more and more In-depth exploration.

After walking for some time, Chu Rong finally came to the innermost part of the exhibition hall. The area here is not small, and there are no decorations. There is only a huge black and white painting on the front wall, but because the content of the painting is rich and full The impact seemed to fill the entire exhibition hall.

A real work of art is not only displayed in the small frame, but also affects everything around it, even the mood of the onlookers.

Chu Rong stood in front of the painting in a daze, feeling as if he had fallen into a boundless dark abyss, but at the top of the abyss, there was still a ray of dawn, which made him fearful, but he couldn't help but look towards the dawn. climb up.

Suddenly, a bean paste green color appeared in his eyes, pulling him back to reality in an instant.

Chu Rong frowned, expressing silent displeasure at the intruder blocking his sight.

But when the beautiful figure turned around, his frown was loosened, and he stared blankly at the person in front of him.

"Bang~" Suddenly, there was a crackling sound.

Reflexively, Chu Rong rushed up, grabbed the person in front of him quickly, and protected him in his arms.And the wreckage of the broken light bulbs above his head due to a short circuit also fell on him.

The air froze instantly, time seemed to stop, and the whole world seemed to be quiet.

Quan Jiu stared in amazement at the profound face that was so close at hand, as if engraved in his bones, and forgot to breathe.