what is your vision

The client I met in the afternoon was surnamed Xu, who was an old friend with Zhou Yanchuan, and invited him to drink tea in the clubhouse after talking about business.

"By the way," Mr. Xu asked, "Is Mr. Zhou interested in the art exhibition?"

"Art exhibition?" He was not very polite in front of Mr. Xu. According to the past, he would probably deny it directly, but when he was asked today, he hesitated for a moment.

"There will be a bazaar in the art museum next week. It's pretty good," the other party said enthusiastically. "My sister-in-law works in the art museum. There are a lot of tickets. If Mr. Zhou is interested, he can bring two."

Zhou Yanchuan didn't immediately refuse, but thought that Lu Yunchu said that he would participate in a bazaar in late March, maybe it was this one.

"What type of exhibition?"

"There are paintings and sculptures, which are suitable for personal collection," Mr. Xu added, afraid that he would be embarrassed, "You can go, my sister-in-law also expects me to bring some big bosses over there. Of course, you can do whatever you want, if you like it shot."

Zhou Yanchuan thanked him vigorously after agreeing.

The assistant on the side was a little strange. Zhou Yanchuan rarely took the initiative to visit art exhibitions. He had been to similar occasions before and only accompanied others. Today, he seemed to be abnormally interested in himself.

On the day of the event, Zhou Yanchuan did not see Lu Yunchu at the scene, but he found relevant work information in the brochure.

The works exhibited this time are not large in size and are suitable for display and collection in home space.

He signed his name at the registration desk, and was about to continue walking in, when he heard a deep "Mr. Zhou".

If it weren't for the sound source being too close, in such a messy environment, he might not have thought it was calling himself.As soon as he turned his head, he saw Lin Yizhe.

"Boss Lin," Zhou Yanchuan said politely, "We meet again."

"Hi Mr. Zhou," he said with an inexplicable smile, "It's rare to meet you here, I thought you didn't like these things."

Zhou Yanchuan twitched the corner of his mouth, but before he could reply, the other party asked again: "Isn't it because you want to see Yunchu's work?"

"What do I want to see, there is still some freedom, right?" Sensing the sarcasm in Lin Yizhe's words, Zhou Yanchuan lost the desire to have a friendly conversation with him.

Lin Yizhe still said with a half-smile: "The things that Yunchu made are over there." He raised his arm to the front right, "It's a pity that he has been too busy recently, so he didn't come here."

"You know he can't come?"

"Of course," he showed a little smug expression, "didn't he tell you?"

Zhou Yanchuan didn't bother to pay attention to this childish provocation, and walked straight in the direction he pointed out just now.

Lu Yunchu's creations are dancing figures, which are made of copper.The facial features and expressions of the portraits have been blurred, but the clothing used as decorations is delicate and lifelike, forming a sharp contrast; the posture is full of tension, showing a shape that seems to be in motion.

Zhou Yanchuan stood in front of the statue for a while, and Lin Yizhe reappeared beside him as if haunted.

"Mr. Zhou, are you going to take a picture?" His eyes were fixed on the works on display. "The auction will be held later."

Zhou Yanchuan gave him a slanted look: "Does it have anything to do with you?"

"I just think that good things will be missed if you hesitate," he said meaningfully, "and the same goes for people."

Zhou Yanchuan didn't like Lin Yizhe at all, not because they liked the same person, but because this person always showed a contemptuous attitude towards Lu Yunchu intentionally or unintentionally.

"Boss Lin," he lowered his voice, "people and things—they can't be the same."

Zhou Yanchuan turned around and wanted to consult about the auction, leaving Lin Yizhe where he was.

"Heh..." Lin Yizhe sighed secretly, these two people are really similar.

You can't take a joke like that.

Lu Yunchu was painting a custom-made product in the studio when he suddenly received a strange call.

"Hello."

"Yunchu, don't you remember me?"

Lu Yunchu was deeply impressed by this annoying tone.He and Lin Yizhe only contacted each other on WeChat, not even his phone number.

"Boss Lin, is there something wrong?"

"It's nothing." Lin Yizhe looked at the gate of the venue that he had just walked out of. "Congratulations, your work has sold for a good price."

work?Lu Yunchu almost forgot about today's bazaar, he told Bai Shan that he would not go there, but he didn't expect Lin Yizhe to be there.

"Oh, I see." He suddenly thought of a possibility, his body froze, "You took it?"

Lin Yizhe was silent for a while, and the ominous premonition in Lu Yunchu's heart became stronger.

"No," he finally replied, "Although I also want to, but if there is no fate, it is better not to force it."

Inexplicably, Lu Yunchu thought that Lin Yizhe was really willing to spend that money, how could he not be able to afford it.But the money is used for charitable donations, no matter who buys it, it is worth the money if it can be sold for a good price.

He didn't answer, so Lin Yizhe asked again: "How are you... and Mr. Zhou?"

"I said it was my business."

"Okay, Yunchu," the other end of the phone seemed to sigh, "I'm going to the United States next month. My family has business there, and I may have to stay for a long time."

What he said was true, Chen An planned to expand overseas business, and directly sent the prince there.

"Really?" Lu Yunchu replied perfunctorily, "I wish you all the best."

"I want to ask you, can you go out for dinner with me before that?"

"Mr. Lin, I've been so busy that I don't have time to go to the charity fair," Lu Yunchu said calmly, "For a friend, how about I send you a big red envelope? Just wish you a prosperous future career .”

"You—" Lin Yizhe said dumbfoundedly, "Okay, it's not hard for you, and there is no need to send red envelopes, I really should say goodbye to you this time."

Lu Yunchu was not a smooth-faced person, wishing that Lin Yizhe would go far away, and still end with a fully coping "everything goes well".

Lin Yizhe pressed the hang up button and shook his head.

His plan is that if Lu Yunchu softens his attitude this time, at least agreeing to go out to dinner with him, he will tell the other party that Zhou Yanchuan bought your work, and Zhou Yanchuan probably likes you too.

But he didn't expect that Lu Yunchu would always treat him with a tone of rejection.

Forget it, let them figure it out on their own, he shouldn't be such a bad guy.

As for Lu Yunchu's side, after hanging up the phone, he didn't think too much about it, and just checked Moments.

The content of the circle of friends is very complicated, and he can't even remember when he added some nodding contacts, including the boss of an advertising company.

It wasn't an account worth paying attention to at first, but Meng Xiao's name appeared in the content posted by the other party today-a designer hired by the company with a high salary.

Meng Xiao majored in graphic design at school, so he will definitely still be engaged in related work when he returns to China.However, when he saw the information about him in his circle of friends, Lu Yunchu still felt a little nervous.

He swipes past quickly, then glances down—and sees some pictures of rapeseed fields, sent by his brother's lover.

He had added Du Yunyan and Gu Wenxi's WeChat accounts, and knew that they had a homestay in Pingliang Village, but Du Yunyan rarely posted news, but Gu Wenxi posted some mountain village scenery in Moments from time to time.

In the past, when I saw him, I always had a habit of snacking, but today I left an extra sentence on a whim: [Very beautiful. 】

That evening, he received a reply comment from Gu Wenxi.

[It will be so beautiful until next month, you can come and play when you have time. 】