Forced to Date a Big Shot

Xu Fang's voice was arrogant.

Ye Li pursed her lips, "This has nothing to do with you, right?"

Xu Fang smiled and said: "How come it has nothing to do with me? Have you forgotten who I am? I am the president of Bincheng Art Association. If you want to sell paintings, you must go through me."

Bincheng Art Association is a non-governmental organization. But all the painters and painters in Bincheng must give her some respect.

Ye Li instantly understood what she meant: "Is it your fault?"

Xu Fang's voice suddenly became stern: "So what if it's me? You guys did something wrong yesterday and asked Lu Chao to delete my daughter's WeChat account. Don't blame me for not caring about my classmates."

Ye Li clenched her fingers.

Her painting has been given to her for a long time and has not been sold yet, but the incident with Lu Chao only happened yesterday, which shows that Xu Fang has already started targeting her.

What kind of hatred, what kind of hatred, eighteen years, how can you still care about it for so long?

Xu Fang mocked again: "I didn't do anything, but do you really think you are Zhang Daqian? Can you shock the Chinese painting world with just one painting? You haven't picked up a paintbrush in eighteen years. Have you looked at what you have painted?" What the hell?"

She hasn't painted in eighteen years. To be honest, Ye Li is really a bit vain.

Although she feels that the two paintings she painted are about the same level as she did eighteen years ago, and even because of these eighteen years of experience, her mentality is calmer and her landscape paintings are more grand, but this is just her own feeling. .

She doesn't know what the outside world thinks of her.

Xu Fang's words seemed to completely shatter her regained confidence. Her fingers loosened and her fork fell on the dinner plate.

She took a deep breath, "Are you okay?"

Xu Fang sneered: "Ye Li, in our line of work, who is good at painting and who is not good at painting? Who can say it accurately? They all rely on people's praise. If you offend me, you won't get any good fruits, at least in Bin. Cheng, don’t even think about getting ahead! I’m waiting to see your jokes!”

Ye Li's fingers trembled with anger, and she hung up the phone without waiting for her to say anything.

Her eyes were red, which caught Xue Sheng's attention, and he asked, "What's wrong?"

Ye Li glanced at him and shook her head: "It's okay."

In fact, many people who buy Chinese paintings are laymen, and the reputation of painters is often hyped up. The Xue family has money, and if they spend money on her, they can indeed build a reputation.

But she didn't want that.

She picked up the paintbrush not to make Xue Sheng pay for her. Besides, although she got the 50 million back, Xue Sheng invested it in the company, which caused the family's financial situation to continue to be bad in the past two months. She didn't want to give Xue Sheng any money. pressure.

Moreover, even if he told Xue Sheng that there were barriers between the painting and calligraphy world and the business world, he would have no other choice but to spend money to win people over.

Seeing that she didn't say anything, Xue Sheng sighed. -

In the evening, when Xue Xi came home from school, she found that her grandparents had arrived. Her grandfather had mental problems and had difficulty walking. He lived with his grandmother in the room downstairs. Their room had been tidied up and they were chatting in the living room.

Seeing them, Xue Xi stepped forward and looked at her grandmother Song Wenman with bright eyes.

Song Wenman teased her: "Xixi, do you miss your grandma?"

Xue Xi: "...Think about it."

Song Wenman sighed: "Do you miss me, or do you miss my book?"

"...I want it all."

"Do you miss me more, or do you miss books more?"

"..." Xue Xi felt so naive. Did grandma think she was not eighteen years old, but only eight? She looked a little helpless, but she didn't know that it touched Song Wenman's point of laughter, making her laugh even louder.

Song Wenman said: "Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore, let's see what books I brought you!"

Xue Xi nodded and followed her into the room.

When renovating the house, Xue Sheng considered bringing his two elders to live there, so he built a very spacious suite on the first floor, with a study and living room outside and a bedroom inside.

There are several boxes of books on the desk in the living room, but they haven't been put on the bookshelf yet.

Song Wenman rummaged through one of the boxes, and finally handed her a pure English version of "Elemental Chemistry". This book is out of print and probably only people like Song Wenman have it.

After Xue Xi took it over, she found that her grandfather had also followed in.

He is different from ordinary mental patients. He is very quiet, sometimes silent, very autistic, and sometimes very normal.

He stood in front of Xue Xi, looked at her face carefully, and smiled: "Li Li!"

Song Wenman said helplessly: "I'm confused again."

Xue Xi didn't care. She held her grandfather Ye Lai's hand and wanted him to sit on the sofa next to her, but her grandfather made a silent gesture towards her: "Li Li, come here, Dad will show you something good." .”

Like a child, he slipped to the bookshelf, searched for a long time on it, found a magazine, and then handed the book to Xue Xi: "Look, what is this?"

Xue Xi lowered his head and found that it turned out to be a scientific research project document.

Grandpa laughed and stuffed it into her like a treasure: "This can be sold for a lot of royalties. When the time comes, I will make a dowry for you! I will buy you a big house!"

Song Wenman sighed: "He keeps nagging you every day after he gets sick. Just take it, otherwise he will definitely harass you every day."

Xue Xi nodded and walked out with the project book and chemistry book. Xue Sheng had just finished work. He smiled and said, "Xixi, look who's coming!"

Xue Xi looked over blankly and found that a familiar figure walked in behind Xue Sheng.

After Xiang Huai entered the door, he smiled and said, "I heard that grandpa and grandma are here, so I came here specially to visit."

Xue Xi: "......"

Those are her grandpa and grandma! What does it have to do with him?

At this time, Xiaofang spoke: "Sir, are you back? The food has been prepared. Madam said that we will serve it when you arrive. She is in the studio upstairs now. I will call her."

Seeing that Xiaofang was about to go upstairs, Xue Xi said, "I'll go."

She was just about to put the book down.

Xiaofang nodded: "Then I'll serve the rice."

Xue Xi glanced at Xiang Huai again before going upstairs. She first put her schoolbag and things in her hands into her bedroom, then walked to the studio and opened the door.

There are many brushes and rice paper in the studio, as well as an inkstone. Ye Li is sitting there, holding a pen and carefully describing a painting.

When she heard the door open, she glanced and said, "Xixi, wait a moment, my painting will be finished soon."

Xue Xi nodded.

She walked lightly and walked to Ye Li's side. She watched her write with great energy. She lightly applied two strokes on a landscape painting, and the shadows appeared.

The whole picture gives people a sense of calm and tranquility.

After Ye Li finished painting, she put down the brush, took out a seal, pressed hard on the lower right corner of the painting, and then picked it up immediately.

This should be Ye Li's pen name. Xue Xi looked over curiously... -

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