People in the courtyard: starting from the canteen director

Chen Zihui frowned, and said in his heart, you are not a partner to love me, are you?However, he still asked, "How to say? What is the solution?" Xu Mofei said, "That's good."

"I know Lao He very well."

"He's closer than my own brother."

"I'll take you to see him and apologize to him."

"Let's just say that you are young and energetic, and you offended others, so I'm sorry."

"and then."

"If people accept."

"I'll take this opportunity to recommend your paintings to him."

"Zihui, you, Su Qing, and I are all about the same level."

"It's called the Three Musketeers."

"Old He can appreciate and accept my work."

"It's also possible to appreciate your work."

"At that time, wrap up your paintings."

"I made money."

"Isn't this delicious?"

"Isn't it more enjoyable than fighting and killing?!"

Chen Zihui listened.

Fuck!This is the truth!

He has painted many works over the years, and they are all left at home to eat dust.

If it is all exchanged for money.

It sold for a good price.

Even sold at a high price.

Earn this old dog's money.

Isn't this more comfortable than slapping him twice and punching him twice?

Moreover.

I heard the true identity of this fake Xu Damao.

Chen Zihui was also numb.

Really can't fight each other.

It is estimated that if he really wants to rush over, no one will look at him directly.

The gap is too great.

Qiu Hong glared at Xu Mofei.

I said in my heart, brother-in-law, what kind of bad idea did you come up with.

Can Chen Zihui's paintings compare with yours?

Not on the same level at all.

In the field of painting, talent is what is emphasized, and it is purely a gift from God.

Chen Zihui happened to belong to that kind, the ones who were not high enough, not low enough, and whose level was so-so.

It seems that the painting looks good, but in fact it has no aura and no charm, it is completely mediocre, and does not have much appreciation value.

Qiu Hong said, "That may not be

"My brother has high eyesight."

"If you can see my brother-in-law's paintings, you may not be able to see Comrade Xiao Chen's works."

"I don't think it's going to work."

Originally, Chen Zihui hadn't decided whether to follow what Xu Mofei said.

Hearing what Qiu Hong said, he was suffocated immediately.

He was underestimated again.

If it is an ordinary lesbian who questions his professional level, then he may not pay attention to it.

But this is Qiuhong.

This is the object he wants to kneel and lick in his dreams.

Qiu Hong's words made Chen Zihui feel a little unbalanced.

Well, labor and management don't steam steamed buns today, let's fight for one breath!

Xu Mofei is right.

Really want to fight with Deputy Factory Manager He.

That's stupid.

Maybe it will overturn again.

Apologize cheekily, sell the paintings hoarded at home, cheat this old dog, if he can earn a hundred and eighty yuan, then it will be called revenge.

Chen Zihui's face changed rapidly.

After a long while, he finally let out a breath of foul air.

Said, "Old Xu is right."

"I'm a literary youth engaged in creation, and I paint with a brush."

"Why are you angry with others, what are you fighting with?"

"How can a literati be as rude as a commoner, shaking his fist at every turn.

"It's not suitable!"

"It also damages the reputation of our art academy."

"Fall."

"I agree with Old Xu's opinion."

"When you should bow your head, you should bow your head."

Xu Mofei laughed loudly and said, "Okay, brother, you have figured it out."

"That's good."

"How about we walk now?"

Chen Zihui was embarrassed.

He quickly waved his hand.

Said, "I... I'd better not go."

"I have no face to see that person."

"You are tired and run for me."

"Just say that I can't save face, and I ask you to make up for Deputy Director He for me."

"By the way, draw what I am most proud of."

"Bring it to others to have a look."

"What if Deputy Director He takes a fancy to it?"

"I believe that he has this vision."

Qiu Hong was speechless.

Who is this.

This is too blindly confident.

In fact, Qiuhong has always been skeptical.

He Daqing bought Xu Mofei's paintings because he wanted to turn a corner to help her tide over the difficulties.

It's not that Xu Mofei's paintings are so outstanding.

Qiuhong couldn't talk about professional matters.

0.2 However, she knew.

He Daqing's other calligraphy and painting collections.

They are all at the celebrity level.

Master Baishi, Master Beihong, Li Keran, Zhang Daqian and others.

In ancient times, there were Su Shi, Tang Yin, Qian Weicheng and so on.

Xu Mofei?

Can you compare with others?

Too bad.

Qiuhong trusts her intuition.

Therefore, Chen Zihui, who is even worse than Xu Mofei, is not optimistic at all.

She always felt that this man was out of character.

Not a nice guy.

Therefore, I don't like to associate with this person, and I don't like to give him a good face.

Xu Mofei looked at Chen Zihui.

Said, "That's all right, let's play together as brothers."

"Brother will definitely help you."

"Or else."

"You go home and get the painting."

"Brother, get ready here."

"Let Xiuqin push the wheelchair and take me to Lao He's house."

Chen Zihui was overjoyed and said, "Well, let's do this."

"I'll go back right now."

Seeing this situation, Qiuhong knew that she couldn't stop it.

Simply don't care.

However, Qiu Hong really wanted to see what He Daqing's family looked like.

So, like this at ten o'clock at night.

Qiu Hong held the child, Han Xiuqin pushed Xu Mofei in a wheelchair, and brought two paintings by Chen Zihui to the courtyard.

Chapter 495 Me!Uncle Ho!Overbearing! ! [From the novel group 9 *8 0 '2 0 "5 8; 5 6 ([-]) 】

He Daqing originally wanted to take a break.

It doesn't make sense to always run around like this, entangled in mundane affairs every day.

He was at home, smoking a cigar leisurely.

Beside him was the juicy and beautiful Qin Jingru, who peeled the fruit for him to eat.

Unpredictable.

There was a knock on the door.

Qin Jingru put down what she was doing and ran to open the door.