Dumb painter giants grudge

Wen Rang glanced at his phone before going to bed, and He Shishen really sent a text message.

The time was also four o'clock in the afternoon, but the location was changed, and he emphasized that he would come to pick him up.

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———————— He seems to be serious.

But the other party is serious, and if Wen Rang doesn't want to appreciate it, he can just not appreciate it.

But I really don't want the other party to wait at the door of the house again. After all, the other party seems to be "unscrupulous", and I have something to do at hand. After being entangled, Wen Rang finally has a clever plan in his mind.

After thinking about it, Wen Rang immediately edited the message and sent it:

"Don't pick me up, I'll go there by myself."

After sending, Wen Rang immediately threw the phone aside and fell asleep peacefully.

And after He Shishen sent the message, he went to work overtime to watch the plan, and was busy until two o'clock before going to bed.

In the heart that the other party would not reply to the message, he turned on the phone in every possible way, but was flattered to see the other party's reply.

"Don't-use-come-pick-me, I-self-pass-go."

He Shishen read it word by word, earnestly like a primary school student reading.

Through these few words, He Shishen suddenly felt that the other party seemed to have spoken.

He Shishen muttered those words to himself several times again, without realizing that he was smiling, and then seriously replied with three words: Listen to you.

That night, the two of them slept extremely peacefully.

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The next day, after the Wen family finished their lunch, Wen Rang grabbed Wen Yi who was about to go out.

"Second brother, what's the matter?" Wen Yi asked with her head tilted.

Wen Rang took out his mobile phone, typed a few words in the memo, and then showed it to Wen Yi.

"Moon on the water, seat 17, four o'clock in the afternoon——He Shishen."

Wen Yi read it word by word, and when she read the next three words, she immediately understood in her heart.

"Second Brother! Is it true?" Wen Yi happily grabbed Wen Rang's arm and asked, "Did He Shi apply for the contract?"

Wen Rang nodded with a smile, Wen Yi didn't doubt anything, and just believed it.

Wen Yi immediately changed her mind and didn't go out, and went back upstairs to get busy.

Now, Wen Rang was finally relieved to go about his own affairs.

Wen Rang is currently in contact with a gallery to hold a solo exhibition. The preparations are almost done, and we are just waiting to arrange a date.

However, the person in charge of the gallery insisted on personally coming to Wen Rang to select the 26 paintings on display. Wen Rang agreed and made an appointment at 6 pm.

In order to reduce unnecessary explanations, Wen Rang chose to inform the other party on his mobile phone that he could not speak before meeting, hoping that it would not cause too much trouble by then.

The other side said no problem.

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After two hours of careful preparation, Wen Yi finally set off. When she arrived at the restaurant at exactly four o'clock, Wen Yi followed the waiter to the door of the corresponding private room.

Wen Yi adjusted her posture and knocked on the door. After a while, the door opened, and He Shishen's tall figure blocked the door.

The two met eyes, and He Shishen gradually frowned.

"Young Master He." Wen Yi quickly lowered her head shyly, not seeing the other party frowning.

He Shishen looked behind Wen Yi, but there was no one there.

"You, came alone?" He Shishen opened the door to make way for Wen Yi.

Wen Yi entered the door, Cai Wanwan smiled and said, "Well, I came by myself."

He Shishen still didn't give up, stood at the door and looked around for a few more times before coming in.

He Shishen OS: What's going on, Wen Rang?

--------why is it like this?

Wen Yi didn't take the initiative to sit down, but stood aside, holding the bag coyly with both hands.

"Miss Wen, I don't know if I should say something or not. Who told you to come here?"

Regardless of whether it was appropriate or not, He Shishen also asked directly, and the question of politeness is another matter.

Wen Yi happily replied: "My second brother."

"Wen Rang?" He Shishen lost his composure and spoke indifferently.

"Yeah." Wen Yi didn't notice the strangeness of the other party, and used her fingers to twist the curly hair in front of her chest.

——————— Wen Rang called Wen Yi over.

——————— Wen Rang didn’t come by himself.

He Shishen immediately understood, no wonder Wen Rang didn't allow him to pick it up, it turned out that he had already made up his mind.

But looking at Wen Yi like this, if He Shishen leaves immediately, or if it is too shameful to confess the matter, even if he is not interested in others, he still has to be moral. The issue of politeness is another matter.

So he could only sit down calmly and invite Wen Yi to have a meal.

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At the same time at 6 p.m., Wen Rang also received Zhang Boping, the person in charge of his art exhibition.

According to my online personal introduction, Zhang Boping is a typical person who has assets in his family but is willing to go to work. He is responsible for organizing exhibitions and meetings for others.

When the two met, they were a little surprised. They both thought that the other was a middle-aged man with a big belly, but they didn't expect to find out that they were the same age when they met.

"I didn't expect Mr. Qinghe to be so young. He really did not do much in those days." Zhang Boping finally praised him.

Wen Rang just smiled and shook his head, leading Zhang Boping's studio.

Qinghe is the name of Wen Rang. Wen Rang has never disclosed his name or any personal information in the industry. He only shows his works through third platforms and media, and has also participated in some art exhibitions anonymously. There are many of his paintings Fans thought he was a middle-aged uncle, and some people thought he was a literary woman.

In short, Wen Rang lives as he likes, silently.

Zhang Boping is a gentle and modest person, knowing that the other party can't speak, and won't ask too many questions, but he has made personal comments on each of Wen Rang's paintings.

The comments are reasonable, the praise is moderate, and the smell and listening are also very pleasant.

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When Wen Yi picked up a tissue to wipe her mouth, and had eaten dinner for almost two hours, He Shishen finally couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to tell the truth.

"Miss Wen, I have something to tell you." He Shishen looked serious and straightened his sitting posture.

Wen Yi was a little nervous, wondering if the other party was going to mention the relationship between the two, so she nodded immediately.

"Actually, I invited Ms. Wen to this meal today because I want to apologize to you. He didn't make it clear to you at first, which distracted you a lot. I think our relationship is shallow, and I'm afraid we can't follow the wishes of the two elders. It's gone." He Shishen looked at the other party squarely, "I don't mean that to Miss Wen, and I don't want to waste Miss Wen's time, and I hope Miss Wen can meet another lover, sorry."

He Shishen still chose to hide the matter of asking for a meal, which is good for everyone.

Wen Yi's expression gradually changed from disappointment to dullness.

++++++Although I have sincerely looked forward to and longed for it, I have never really had hope.

+++++ "It seems that I have no fate with Mr. He, so I thank Mr. He for the treat, and I hope Mr. He can meet his lover soon."

+++++Wen Yi can't lose her composure either, she has a generous smile on her pretty face.

"Thank you Miss Wen for your generosity, Mr. He will give Miss Wen a ride."

"If it's convenient for Mr. He, it's fine."