I became beautiful by eating melons

Director Gu pestered him to come and see Ye Rou, but when they met he started talking a lot of nonsense, which bored Jiang Weiguo so he simply took out cigarettes and a lighter.

"Clap!"

As soon as the lighter cover was opened, Jiang Weiguo immediately felt a gaze.

He turned his head and saw Jiang Chen.

He sat sideways with his long legs crossed, his back to the light. His handsome features were covered with a layer of shadow, and his dark pupils turned slightly to stare at Jiang Weiguo.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Weiguo spread his hands innocently.

Jiang Chen said coldly: "Go out and smoke."

...Ye Rou couldn't stand the smell of cigarettes, and even though Jiang Chen had quit smoking, she still wouldn't allow him to smoke.

When you are under someone's roof, you have to bow your head. Jiang Weiguo reluctantly put away his lighter and cigarettes.

Ye Rou noticed this scene and a smile appeared on her face.

Gu Xue understood the whole story and cursed the human trafficker angrily.

He was wearing a suit, sitting upright, speaking in a gentle voice, and even when he was scolding people, he spoke with the demeanor of a scholar.

Looking at Guxue, Ye Rou inexplicably felt that he looked a bit like her grandfather.

Thinking about it this way, I feel a little familiar.

Gu Xue asked cautiously, "It was so dangerous yesterday, are the paintings and calligraphy you bought okay?"

After going around in circles, I finally get back to the topic.

Ye Rou shook her head. "It's okay. I asked my friends to take the things away before the fight."

She quarreled with Zhounian on purpose just to get her to take the things away.

Otherwise, you won’t be able to fight.

These are antique national treasures. It would be a sin if they were destroyed in her hands.

Gu Xue was visibly relieved.

He seemed a little hesitant and looked at Ye Rou again and again.

Everyone present was smart and could tell that the old man had something to ask for.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Jiang Weiguo felt anxious for him.

"Gu Lao, just say whatever you want to say."

Gu Xue was not annoyed when his thoughts were exposed, and he said, "Little comrade, can you sell me that painting by Wang Xizhi?"

Jiang Weiguo suddenly realized that the old man came here for this purpose.

But think about it, if a museum is to open, it must have some treasures to keep it in the museum. Even a rough guy like him who knows nothing about calligraphy knows about Wang Xizhi, which shows how precious this work is.

Jiang Weiguo also has his own little thoughts.

Deputy District Chief Li is very fond of antiques, calligraphy and paintings. It was his idea to insist on building a museum and protecting cultural relics. He also went against all odds and recommended Gu Xue to be the director of the museum.

All these can show that Gu Xue and Deputy District Mayor Li have a good relationship.

Jiang Weiguo was newly transferred to Beijing, and his overall foundation was not solid. He wanted Gu Xue to speak well of him in front of Deputy District Chief Li.

Before that, he had to win over the ancient studies.

Because of these little thoughts, Jiang Weiguo said, "The Beijing Museum is being prepared for construction recently, and Gu Xue is the curator of the museum. He wants this painting not for private collection, but for exhibition, so that more people can know about this work."

Gu Xue nodded at Jiang Weiguo.

Jiang Weiguo was encouraged and said, "Ye Rou, you are not an antiques and calligraphy lover. It would be a waste of resources to hang such a work at home. It would be better to sell it to the curator of antiques and put it in the museum as a treasure."

Jiang Chen turned his head to look at Jiang Weiguo and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Ye Rou's smile paused and faded a little.

"Director Gu, do you think so too?"

Ancient studies appear elegant, but they are not as pedantic as those of literati, and they have a good understanding of human nature.

The reconstruction of the Beijing Museum is supported by the state. So many people are eyeing this position. If an old scholar who keeps his head down and is unsympathetic to others is unfit to stand out from the crowd of bigwigs and become the director of a museum.

He noticed Ye Rou's displeasure and said, "Comrade Ye Rou was able to buy this work before me, which shows that you and this work are more predestined, and I have a predestined relationship with Comrade Ye Rou. Otherwise, if it were one day later, I would not know who bought this work. The word fate is really wonderful. Since there is a predestined relationship, perhaps in the dark, this work chose Comrade Ye Rou. Naturally, it is not a waste of talent. What I want is just a forced request for this work."

As expected of the curator, he always speaks nicely.

Ye Rou understood the meaning of his last sentence and said directly: "Director Gu, you still want to buy this work."

Gu Xue had been talking to a group of old foxes for a long time, and was still not used to Ye Rou's straightforwardness. He nodded and said, "I stole someone's love."

"It can't be considered stealing someone's love." Ye Rou said calmly: "Director Jiang is right, I really don't have any research or preference for calligraphy works."

Gu Xue saw Ye Rou relax and looked expectant.

"Comrade Ye Rou is willing to give up?"

"This is the crux of the matter." Seeing that he had misunderstood, Ye Rou had to make her words clearer.

"This work was bought for my grandfather, who is passionate about calligraphy and painting."

If Gu Xue had not left the police station in time to inform Jiang Chen and the others, Ye Rou would probably not have been able to get out of the police station so smoothly. Ye Rou remembered this favor.

But judging from my grandfather’s reaction when he received the calligraphy and paintings yesterday, this trip to learn ancient Chinese culture would definitely be in vain.

Gu Xue’s smile froze.

Obviously he understood what Ye Rou meant.

If Ye Rou bought it for herself and had no particular preference for calligraphy works, she might have a chance to buy it if she paid a higher price.

But now the real owner of this work is not Ye Rou, but someone who loves to collect calligraphy works. This is Wang Xizhi, who would bear the pain of selling it to someone else.

The joyful mood suddenly turned to the opposite, and Gu Xue felt mixed emotions.

But he was unwilling to give up and insisted: "Comrade Ye Rou, although it is very presumptuous to say this, I want to meet your grandfather and talk to him."

After Jiang Weiguo learned that Ye Rou had transferred the work to Zheng Zhiyuan, he stopped talking completely.

Zheng Zhiyuan, Chairman of the CPPCC, holds a national leadership position, much higher in rank than Deputy District Mayor Li, not to mention Jiang Weiguo, a small police chief.

He is now even more afraid that Gu Xue will not know the seriousness of the matter and offend Zheng Zhiyuan, and then even Deputy District Chief Li will not be able to save him.

Jiang Weiguo leaned over and reminded quietly: "Grandpa Ye Rou is the chairman of the CPPCC."

After Gu Xue heard it clearly, his pupils suddenly shrank.

"Xiao Rou, look what grandpa brought back for you!"

Ye Rou's ears moved slightly, and her eyes lit up when she heard the faint sound that followed her grandfather's footsteps.

She stood up and said with a bright smile: "Director Gu, my grandfather is back, you can talk to him."

Gu Xue wanted to call Ye Rou to stop, but the young man jumped and ran out quickly.

He raised his sleeve to wipe the sweat from his forehead. Something serious was happening.

After Gu Xue knew that Ye Rou's grandfather was the chairman of the CPPCC, he immediately changed his mind about meeting him. He planned to go back and think about it carefully, and then visit again in a few days with some gifts.

Unexpectedly, it just so happened that the person came back and now it’s too late to hide.