After borrowing millions, my resort became popular

Chapter 21 Even More Exciting

Song Zhizhi was helped up to the third floor by his only assistant.

After soaking in the bathtub for a long time, accompanied by the sound of rushing water, Song Zhizhi pulled a white towel, rubbed his head, and finally covered his face with his head.

Ah, it’s a bit high-spirited, it’s embarrassing.

He was just tipsy, but his consciousness was still there. Song Zhizhi felt a little frustrated when he thought that he had just been talking to Xiaobai Balabala downstairs for a long time, all output, and no effect at all.

There is no other way but to divert attention.

After opening the tablet, the village chief's video began to gain traffic, and more and more people commented and liked it.

In the comment area this time, Song Zhizhi saw an even more outrageous analysis.

Someone was actually studying the papers of the two paintings that appeared on her video screen!

Although papermaking is the wisdom of the ancients, there are almost no gaps in this convenient technology, so whether it is the remaining searchable information or the existence of only a few rare pieces of paper in legends, you can basically take it out and explain it. .

Song Zhizhi originally had only a vague understanding of the two paintings, but when she saw that what the boss in the comment section said was true, she simply went to the small study room to look at the two paintings and directly feel the difference in the paper.

I don’t know if it’s a psychological effect, but the paper of the three more expensive paintings does feel different.

But this can't be related to the level of 'legend'.

This 'legend' is currently the only officially designated paper unearthed from the tomb of a certain emperor in the country. It is also well preserved and has survived for thousands of years, which is a miracle.

The boss became more and more excited as he talked, and even had the urge to ask Song Zhizhi for an appraisal.

Song Zhizhi bit her finger and pretended to be dead, because the background information exploded again. She slid her finger and skipped countless messages.

What a coincidence, when he finally stopped, his finger happened to fall on the message sent by Ke Yue.

The red dots disappeared, and Song Zhizhi went in to take a look.

Really, it's quite difficult to pretend that you don't know someone you know on the Internet. After all, even if it's your elementary school classmate, as long as you have friends in common, the system will 'intimately' remind you that this person may be your friend.

Coincidentally, after Song Zhizhi recognized Ke Yue, he immediately changed his account information and set all methods that could directly or directly contact him to be disabled.

So much so that after Ke Yue missed the system prompt, she forever missed the opportunity to know Song Zhizhi's identity.

After reading the message from Ke Yue, Song Zhizhi clicked his tongue twice and pretended that nothing happened.

She didn't want to cooperate with Ke Yue, and judging from the other party's attitude, it didn't seem like she was here for cooperation.

Song Zhizhi’s guess was not wrong. After discovering that Song Zhizhi had read the message, Ke Yue sent another message to buy paintings, and also asked Song Zhizhi if he had any other paintings by the same artist.

Song Zhizhi: "I won't sell it."

Just so decisive and not corrupted by money, hum.

Ke Yue gritted her teeth and wondered if there was something wrong with this account owner's brain. Even if he had money, he wouldn't make any money.

"[-] yuan for a painting. This price is enough. Are you sure you don't want to sell it?"

"It's only [-], and you're sending me to beggar!"

Song Zhizhi was happy as soon as he heard her offer. This system was so ruthless that she could speak out.

Ke Yue: What a loud tone!

"Fifty thousand, do you know what the price of this is in today's market? A broken painting is not an antique!"

Song Zhizhi: "Do you know what art is? Art is priceless. If you tarnish and insult my art, I will never be able to sell you flowers to cultivate people, hum!"

The words were righteous and serious, but in fact Song Zhizhi was having a great time over there.Ke Yue must think the world is very fantasy, haha.

Indeed, after being bombarded by Song Zhizhi who sent about eight hundred words of priceless comments about art, Ke Yue cursed.

Whatever cultivation and quality you have, go to see God.

She just bought a painting, who is she going to give lessons to?Who can bear this grievance?
There was no other way, she was the only one who could bear it, because after Song Zhizhi educated her, he blocked her with an attitude, and Ke Yue reacted angrily and jumped.

Song Zhizhi slept well at night because he had some fun before going to bed and got rid of the embarrassment before.
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When he woke up in the morning, Song Zhizhi felt that he had had a good night's sleep and felt relaxed all over.

When I went downstairs, there were prepared vegetable and lean meat porridge, fried pot stickers and steamed buns, all neatly placed.

Song Zhizhi rubbed his eyes. Has Xiaobai evolved to this point?
How long has it been since then? I can already prepare such a high-quality breakfast.

Except for Xiaobai, Song Zhizhi didn't do what she wanted.

Song Zhizhi sat down to have breakfast and enjoyed it happily. He felt in his heart that his employees were fully worthy of the title of three good employees of this month. He completely forgot that yesterday he felt that he was a dangerous person and wanted to drive him away.

Zhao Jin sent Mr. Min to Chang'an overnight. When he came back, he was so tired that he collapsed.

He could not forget what Mr. Min said to him when the city gate was closed, and he could not be as ambitious as Mr. Min in guiding the country.

Yes, after going through this series of things, Zhao Jin finally had to admit that Mr. Min had long been ambitious, and he aimed at the world.

But everything he once admired and admired now ran counter to his ideals.

Zhao Jin chose to send Mr. Min back to Chang'an City but did not stay with him precisely because he was still full of doubts.

When Song Zhizhi went out for a walk after breakfast, he saw Zhao Jin who looked confused from head to toe.

Young man, you have something on your mind.

It's just written on his face.

Zhao Jin, who was blocked by Song Zhizhi, was still walking forward in a daze and almost bumped into him.

It was Xiaobai who appeared out of nowhere and blocked it, preventing this situation from happening.

"Miss Song, Mr. Bai, I have offended you a lot, please forgive me."

Zhao Jin handed over his apology.

"Although I'm not very curious, what's wrong with you being in the same state as a wilted cabbage? Didn't you say that the trouble has been solved?"

Zhao Jin: ".This, actually -"

Song Zhizhi: "Come on, let's sit here and talk."

Feeling that the child was going to tell a long story, Song Zhizhi grabbed a bag of popcorn and turned around to ask Xiaobai if he had eaten, only to find that 'Mr. Bai' had disappeared again at some point.

He was elusive all day long.

Song Zhizhi has a pouty mouth, and it’s amazing that he has super powers.

It's better to continue listening to Zhao Jin's story.

Song Zhizhi's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he was obviously interested in Mr. Min that Zhao Jin was talking about.

No wonder she was interested. The Mr. Min that Zhao Jin was talking about, his resume in just half his life was not too glamorous at all. He was a high-ranking official, a distinguished scholar, and a prime minister. He sounded like he was not an ordinary person.

Not to mention that there is a darkening scene later on, which is even more exciting.

(End of this chapter)