As soon as Bai Ye got out of the car, he found that many people had rushed up.

Click, click!

The light flickered, and the spears and guns were short.

In this battle, Bai Ye couldn't react a little. Fortunately, Cao Xiang's reaction was not slow, and an arrow step blocked in front of him, and then shouted calmly: "Everyone restrain yourself, don't push, don't squeeze." ”

"Bai Ye, do you have anything to say about Gao Bo's comment?"

"Bai Ye, Mr. Paul has publicly criticized you, how are you going to respond?"

"Bai Ye, many people call you ugly, are you uncomfortable?"

“......”

Bai Ye was calm, and he could see it clearly, it turned out that these people were reporters. But the first question is fine, what the hell is the rest of the question?

Mr. Paul criticizes him?

Come on, that's obviously a compliment.

Everyone called him ugly?

Those people are blind...... No, I should have scolded his works for being ugly.

Gee

Bai Ye came back to the aftertaste, and the traps were basically hidden in the words of these reporters.

All kinds of provocations, lest the world be chaotic.

So without waiting for him to answer, Cao Xiang next to him already had a cold face and shouted: "Please pay attention to your words and don't take things out of context." In addition, Bai Ye went out to work today, and he was also a little tired. It's not convenient to answer everyone's questions, so I'm sorry for letting you go, he's going back to rest. ”

While speaking, Cao Xiang gave Bai Ye a look and asked him to leave.

The main reason is that these reporters are clearly biased against Bai Ye, or have bad intentions, and they are not good. Otherwise, it would not have been possible to set many traps in the interview.

Such an interview is not sincere, so why waste time.

Bai Ye understood and immediately remained silent. Then he joined forces with Cao Xiang and squeezed towards the apartment.

Naturally, these reporters would not give in and surrounded each other.

All kinds of microphones, voice recorders and other things are about to poke in the faces of the two of them.

The problem is getting sharper.

Or rather, bad.

Some people even deliberately uncover the scars of the white leaves.

"Bai Ye, your former boss Li Dongxing is still in prison, but you are alone and completely whitewashed, aren't you very happy and proud. ”

"Bai Ye, do you think that abstract oil painting has no way out, so you decided to change your career to sculpture? ”

"Bai Ye, many students of Zhonghai Academy of Fine Arts think that you have disgraced the school, how do you explain it?"

“......”

A few sharp questions also made Cao Xiang's face sink.

He didn't forget that a reporter asked a similar question more than half a year ago, and the question about Li Dongxing directly aroused Bai Ye's anger and almost hit the reporter.

Having learned from the past, he hurriedly turned back and wanted to appease Bai Ye.

Unexpectedly, Bai Ye was very indifferent, as if he had become deaf and couldn't hear any sound. The remarks of these reporters went in and out of the left ear and out of the right ear, and they were not at ease at all.

Seeing this, Cao Xiang was relieved, and then a flame appeared in his eyes.

Once or twice, forget it.

It's still coming, it's endless, isn't it?

He clenched his fists lightly, Bai Ye is a celebrity, an artist, and a public figure, and for him, such an identity is not only a constraint, but also a confinement.

That's why some people are mad and deliberately provoke nothing to do.

In the final analysis, it was expected that Bai Ye would not dare to do it, and he could not do it.

Damn it......

Cao Xiang's fingertips turned white.

He hated to smash these people's mouths with his fist.

"Shiraba is here. ”

Someone called out coldly, and then a burst of footsteps sounded.

Caught off guard by a group of reporters, and I don't know from what corner, a large group of people suddenly poured out, and then unceremoniously squeezed them into pieces, screaming again and again.

"Ah, what are you doing. ”

"Don't step on my feet. ”

"My camera ......"

"Don't push. ”

"Glasses, my glasses. ”

A group of reporters were dizzy, chickens and dogs jumped, and it was very miserable.

But no one paid attention to them, and a new crowd surrounded Bai Ye and Cao Xiang.

At this moment, both of them were taken aback, and their eyes were full of vigilance. But before they could react, these people were very enthusiastic, and they all showed bright smiles.

"Hello Mr. Bai, I am the director of the art space, and this is my business card. ”

"I am the ...... of the Glamour Times Gallery"

"Green Forest Art Museum!"

"City Ring Art Company!"

While introducing themselves, they also presented business cards.

This smile, this attitude......

also made Bai Ye and Cao Xiang look at each other, a little stunned.

What's going on?

Perhaps sensing the surprise of the two, one of them hurriedly smiled and said, "Mr. Bai, our gallery wants to cooperate with you." ”

"And our art museum too, our curator said that as long as Mr. Bai signs a contract with us, we will directly use the A-level artist clause, which includes preferential treatment. ”

"Mr. Bai, our company's promotion ability is obvious to all. Whether online or offline, there are our sales network points, please think carefully. ”

“…… A million signing fees!"

Due to the existence of competitors, some people couldn't hold back and directly threw away the bottom line.

After Cao Xiang was stunned, he immediately reacted, he controlled the joy in his heart, immediately took these business cards, and then said: "Don't worry, everyone, I'm from Baiye...... Assistant, you can talk to me about something first. He's tired from going out to run errands today, so please let everyone ......."

Under his reassurance and persuasion, the crowd next to him was very cooperative.

Because these people are not reporters with ulterior motives, as long as there is a channel of communication with Bai Ye. Whether it's discussing with Bai Ye himself or with Cao Xiang, it's all the same.

"I'll leave this matter to you, I'll go back first. Bai Ye also took the opportunity to enter the apartment.

He returned to the house, made himself a pot of tea, and waited for more than half an hour before seeing Cao Xiang push the door in.

Although Cao Xiang still had a cold face, looking at his relaxed pace and stretched eyebrows, Bai Ye knew that his harvest was definitely not small.

However, Bai Ye didn't rush to ask, he poured a cup of tea and handed it over before he spoke: "Cao Xiang, it's time for me to change places." ”

"What?" Cao Xiang was stunned.

"It's safer to live in a different place, more private and safer. "White leaves reminded.

Cao Xiang's eyes condensed slightly: "It makes sense." ”

Whether it is those reporters, gallerists, or art dealers, they can easily inquire about Bai Ye's address and come directly to the door. After all, the apartment is not a community, there is no security guard, today is just waiting downstairs, tomorrow will be outside the door?

This is also a hidden danger for Bai Ye.

"Otherwise, ...... in a moment I'll book you a hotel outside. ”

Cao Xiang groaned: "In the past few days, you will stay in the hotel first, and then move out when I find a good place." ”

"Okay, that's it. ”

Bai Ye has no opinion, anyway, the apartment is also rented, and you can leave at any time.

"And the studio. ”

Cao Xiang took the notebook and pen and asked, "What are your requirements for the configuration of the studio?"

A new home, a studio, two things, you can do it together.

"The space should not be small, it should have good light, preferably light from the skylight. There are also small processing workshops, overhead cranes, small tracks, exhaust and vacuum systems......"

Bai Ye also has experience in this matter, he has opened a studio himself, and he is clear about the layout of the studio.

After listing a bunch of necessary conditions, he still couldn't finish it: "Let's configure it like this first, and if there is any omission, it's not too late to make up for it later." ”

"Understood. Cao Xiang nodded and closed the notebook.

After a moment of mental calculation, he said: "According to your requirements, the studio has invested a lot. ”

"I know. ”

Bai Ye lay down and sighed: "The two million in my hand are about to fly before I get hot." ”

He loves money, but knows better that it is a necessary investment.

If you don't put in it, where will it come from.

"It doesn't matter. ”

The corners of Cao Xiang's mouth hooked, as if he was smiling: "The daughter is scattered and comes back, didn't you also see it just now, a bunch of people are waiting to send you money." ”

Bai Ye was calm: "They ...... Is it reliable?"

"The good and the bad are mixed!"

This is Cao Xiang's evaluation.