Master Lu's Black Belly Milk Cake

Lu Hezhang received an invitation letter from Zhongyi University, inviting him to visit the art exhibition.

In order to attract investors, the college organizes an exhibition of excellent student works every year, and invites celebrities from all walks of life to visit, which has become a way for celebrities to be arty.

Lu Hezhang never participated in the invitations received in previous years. One is because he is busy, and the other is because he is not interested. Every year, he only glances at the title of the email and deletes it.

But this year when Xiao Chen handed the mail to him, Lu Hezhang looked hesitant.

What Weng Qian said yesterday was not unreasonable. He really needs to cultivate some talents for the group, and he should not monopolize the power by himself.And this art exhibition will gather many influential figures in the business world, which is a good opportunity to make friends with talents.

In the end, Lu Hezhang made up his mind and told Xiao Chen: "Give me a whole day on Thursday, and I'm going to Huada to see the art exhibition."

Xiao Chen nodded. He was always rigorous and serious in his work, and said a few words: "I remember that Mr. Xiao Zhong belongs to Huada, right? President, maybe you can still see his works."

This talk made Lu Hezhang angry.

He didn't lose control to sweep things to the ground like yesterday, but his voice suddenly became cold, "Who told you to talk too much?"

Xiao Chen Cheng panicked and said: "I'm sorry, President, I made a slip of the tongue."

"Go on and concentrate on your work."

Xiao Chen left the office in a cold sweat. After returning from the resort, he thought that the president's temper had completely changed, and he was not so scary anymore. I don't know what happened these two days, but suddenly he became more uncertain than before. .

No, it used to be strict, but now it is called cloudy and uncertain.

Xiao Chen quietly opened the group called "Did Mr. Lu lose his temper today" and spoke in it: [My friends, our president seems to have had a fight with Mr. Xiao Zhong. Everyone, please be careful recently and ask yourself for blessings. 】

Immediately someone started shouting: [Ming Ming Ming Ming is not it!I was just about to report to him this afternoon. 】

Followed by a series of: [Go all the way. 】

Xiao Chen also mourned silently in his heart.

Fortunately, after a few days of low pressure, the whole company finally got rid of the fear of death that follows everywhere. The whole reason is: Mr. Lu is not here all day today!

Lu Hezhang was invited to see the exhibition.

He didn't want to make too much noise, so he didn't bring any bodyguards with him, and just let them wait in the distance, and went to the art exhibition alone.

He is indeed not an elegant person, and he has no way to appreciate the paintings that have been praised. He can only judge whether the paintings are like or not. However, his real purpose today is not to look at the paintings.

After walking a few steps into the corridor, Weng Qian was indeed there, talking with a group of people around a painting at this moment, when she saw Lu Hezhang, she immediately greeted: "Master Lu, come here."

Lu Hezhang walked over with steady steps, and several people immediately said respectfully: "This is Lord Lu? There are some welcomes."

Lu Hezhang just nodded his head indifferently as a greeting, and was not interested in these people who deliberately catered to them.

He wanted to see what peerless masterpiece had attracted a group of people to stop. He glanced up and caught a glimpse of the familiar name: Zhong Yi.

Few of those who can call "Lord Lu" when they see Lu Hezhang's face don't know about his and Zhong Yi's affair. It's no secret that Zhong Linshen gave his youngest son to Lu Hezhang. Weng Qian understood his true intention of adopting Zhong Yi back then.

The few people looked at the painting and sighed: "Master Lu is still a good teacher, look at this painting, it's so artistic."

Lu Hezhang gave a "hmm" in a pretense of pandering.

Where is the artistic conception, it is clearly the homework that Zhong Yi spent more than ten minutes rushing out.

The face wrinkled into a bun when he was rushing to do homework still vaguely appeared in front of his eyes, that expression of reluctance and helplessness.

Realizing that he was thinking in the wrong direction again, he said quietly: "I still want to visit other paintings, excuse me."

However, the entire row that followed was filled with favorite paintings.

There are sketches, watercolors, oil paintings, and so on, but they all have the same characteristic: they are all full of aura.

Reiki is very important to an artist. Many people study painting all their lives, but in the end they can only have "craftsmanship". Reiki may be something that many painters can't pursue in their lifetime.

But liking this person seems to be born with aura.

No matter how he moves, he has the agility of a nobleman, but he is by no means frivolous. Even if he smokes in a noisy bar, he will not be infected with the slightest dust. The fairy who has been confused by the world's luxury and gold.

These are all the evaluations that Lu Hezhang gave in his heart.

Weng Qian followed him at some point, and when he was already praising Zhong Yi in his heart, he added fuel to the fire and said, "Sui, that kid in your family really has the talent to be a great artist. If he was placed in the middle ages, Definitely another Picasso."

Lu Hezhang was inexplicably irritable when he heard it, and said indiscriminately: "How can you speak so well, it's just average."

But he didn't expect that Yi would come out from behind the frame in the next second.

Suddenly meeting here, Lu Hezhang didn't react, and Zhong Yi was also stunned.

After a while, Zhong Yi closed her eyes and explained: "Didn't I just stand behind and eavesdrop, just now the student union informed that it was windy this afternoon, and the picture frame needs to be strengthened, so I just came here when I was free, all the way from there Reinforced frame."

At first, Lu Hezhang didn't understand why he wanted to explain, but after thinking about it carefully, he suddenly understood.

His nonsense words were just heard by Zhong Yi behind the picture frame.

Looking at his drooping eyelashes again, they were trembling slightly, as if he was aggrieved and sad.

But Lu Hezhang didn't know how to explain it, and he didn't seem to have a reasonable explanation, because he didn't know why he said that just now.

Lu Hezhang gave Weng Qian a look of pleading for help, and Weng Qian understood instantly, and patted Zhong Yi's shoulder with a smile, "Old Lu is usually too short of people to talk back, and he just came here just now. He's been praising you all the time."

Although it was indeed Lu Hezhang's voice, the effect was halved when the words came out of Weng Qian's mouth.

Words cannot be taken back, and it is useless to explain more afterwards, just like tears will not turn back halfway because of an apology.

Lu Hezhang also realized that his recent state was very wrong, he became rude, always spoke rashly, and became a completely different person.He hesitated and said: "Zhong Yi, I was really talking without meaning just now."

He deliberately signaled Weng Qian to leave with his eyes, in order to give Zhong Yi a chance to act like a baby to him, so that he can be coaxed.

But not this time.

Zhong Yi, who has always been "cunning and cunning", didn't make good use of this opportunity to ask him for something, but said very sensiblely: "I see, Mr. Lu."

Lu Hezhang was silent for a while, and then said: "It's the best that you can understand me."

Zhong Yi let out a "hmm", picked up the tools on the ground, and said, "I still have to continue with my work, Mr. Lu, please visit by yourself, and call me when you need me."

"okay, I get it."

"Okay, I'm leaving, goodbye."

"Goodbye."

Seeing his back in a hurry, Lu Hezhang suddenly wanted to stop him.

But what are you going to do to stop him?

Say I can't understand these paintings, can you explain them to me one by one?

Or is it that I don't know the way to the school and need you to help me lead the way?

Lu Hezhang laughed at himself, he had never seen a more outrageous excuse than this.

Fortunately, after Zhong Yi completely left his sight, his impulse had completely disappeared, and Weng Qian also came back.She asked Lu Hezhang: "Did you quarrel?"

Lu Hezhang rubbed the center of his brows wearily, "No, I found out that he went to a nightclub that day and taught him a lesson."

"Master Lu, it's your fault. Children love to play. Isn't it normal to go to a nightclub?"

"...and what if he smokes in a nightclub and hooks up with dudes?"

Weng Qian squeezed her chin and thought for a while, "Then you really should strengthen your education. You are not too young at this age, and you are not fully mature at this age. You really need to be guided in making friends. In case you get that kind of love The fishing girlfriend, relying on his liking to run amok, refuses to accept him and insists on hanging him, and finally makes him suffer emotionally, tsk tsk tsk... I don't know that expensive little girl of yours The prince can't bear it."

As soon as she finished speaking, she watched Lu Hezhang's face turn blue, purple, green, and white. In short, it was hard to say anything.

"What do you mean by that expression? No, he's already going through the stage of being emotionally hurt. You are so careless, why didn't you..."

"Shut up!" Lu Hezhang ordered her to silence.

If he continued like this, he would almost feel ashamed.

He really didn't handle Zhong Yi well, but... Whenever he wanted to talk to Zhong Yi rationally, his emotions were always out of his control.

It was almost impossible to talk about this topic, but fortunately Weng Qian was attracted by another person, she waved her hand excitedly: "Shen Peifeng! Why are you here?"

Lu Hezhang looked in the direction of her greeting. A man wearing a striped shirt and off-white slacks was standing on the other side of the gallery. He was wearing a pair of gentlemanly gold-rimmed glasses, and had short maroon hair, slightly curly.

Shen Peifeng showed a gentle smile, stepped forward to say hello, "Qian, we finally meet again."

Weng Qian patted him on the shoulder, "You are finally willing to go back to China, I thought you would have to stay abroad for the rest of your life!"

"It's really a helpless move."

Lu Hezhang also walked over and reached out to him, "Mr. Shen, I have admired your name for a long time."

Shen Peifeng suppressed his smile, and reached out to shake his hand, "This must be the famous Lord Lu, right? I often hear stories about you when I'm abroad."

He paused, raised his eyes to look at Lu Hezhang, and said softly, "Actually, I came here to find you when I came back to China."

The other two present were a little shocked.

Only Shen Peifeng continued: "I heard from the little fox that you are the uncle he fears the most. I hope you can punish this cheating little fox for me."