Liu Lang originally wanted to find them to make Transformers, but now he won't talk about it, how can people have manpower and time?

Unless someone now comes forward and proposes to contract the art factory, no one will dare not to meet the country's targets.

"It's better to ......... like this!"

Liu Lang suddenly had an idea in his heart.

"Director Dai, where do masters like Master Lu live?"

Liu Lang asked casually.

"All live in the family building at the back. ”

Dai Lang pointed to several five-story old buildings outside the factory wall.

"Oh, yes, we're a good art factory......... Oops, it's not too early, and we don't have anything to do, so we're leaving!"

After Liu Lang finished speaking, he nodded at Mu Xiaohu and Wu Yuanguang.

"Everyone, don't go! I'll have a treat at noon, let's have some wine together!"

Song He hurriedly said.

"No, no, Director Song, we still have something to do, so I won't bother you. ”

Liu Lang politely rejected the other party.

"Uncle Song, let's leave now, I'll tell my dad when I go back that your factory is doing a good job, it's worthy of praise!"

Wu Yuanguang wondered a little in his heart, didn't Liu Lang want the other party to paint? Why didn't he mention it, but he was also a smart person, since Liu Lang said this, he immediately agreed.

"This .........!"

Song He was a little unwilling.

"I said Lao Song! We really have something to do today, so we won't stay, and I'll invite you to dinner when I have time, okay?"

Mu Xiaohu patted Song He on the shoulder, which suddenly flattered the other party.

"Okay, okay, since a few of you are busy today, then I won't keep it!"

The three men got into the car and left the studio.

"Liu Lang, aren't you going to ask them to paint for you? Why don't you paint again?"

Mu Xiaohu asked.

"Don't you see that their painters are tired to death all year round, full of complaints, and if I let them paint again, I'm afraid they will have to go on strike. ”

"Strike, don't they dare!"

Wu Yuanguang said with a smile.

"Hehe, I wish they were on strike!"

Liu Lang said secretly in his heart.

"Let's go back first, I have my own way!"

"What do you mean?"

Liu Lang's words made the other two confused, Wu Yuanguang looked at Liu Lang and remembered a passage describing Zhuge Liang in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms: Wait for the time being, I have my own way!

"This guy is even more powerful than Zhuge Liang!"

Wu Yuanguang suddenly had this idea.

"Liu Lang, since you're okay today, how about I take you for some wine?"

Mu Xiaohu said, he didn't have any extra thoughts.

"I can't drink, don't go!"

Liu Lang directly refused.

"Something else! Drinking is not important, the important thing is to take you to meet some friends, these people are not ordinary people, you will be great after you know them!"

Mu Xiaohu hurriedly said.

"I don't know them and they're awesome in the future, do you believe it or not?"

Liu Lang went straight over.

"I'm .........!"

This made Mu Xiaohu speechless.

Liu Lang really believed what he said.

"Little Liu Lang! Brother Xiaohu begs you, can you give face?"

Mu Xiaohu began to play the emotional card.

As soon as the other party said this, Liu Lang really couldn't refuse anymore.

"Come on, let's go to Lao Mo!"

Seeing that Liu Lang didn't speak, Mu Xiaohu smiled and stepped on the accelerator suddenly, and the car rushed forward quickly.

This so-called "Lao Mo" is actually a restaurant, the full name is called Moscow Hotel, don't look at the name of the foreigner, but it has nothing to do with foreigners, it is just the country's first restaurant for foreigners, because it serves Western food, and the price is expensive, so ordinary people rarely come to this place to eat, are like Mu Xiaohu like the big courtyard disciples often come here to eat.

Mu Xiaohu was obviously prepared, and when the three of them arrived at the restaurant, they immediately surrounded a group of people, all of whom were young people in their twenties, six or seventeen years old, both men and women, and they were dressed more than ordinary people.

"Fifth brother is here, fifth brother is here!"

As soon as Mu Xiaohu got out of the car, everyone surrounded him.

"Come, let you see our country's little prodigy - Liu Lang!"

Mu Xiaohu was triumphant, and personally opened the car door for Liu Lang, and welcomed Liu Lang down like a VIP.

"Wow! This is Liu Lang!"

The gang immediately let out an exclamation of surprise.

Liu Lang felt that they were bored, but he still barely managed to squeeze out a smile.

"Come, let me hug the prodigy, my dad always says that my brain is not very bright, this time I have to touch the light of the prodigy"

A somewhat obese man hugged Liu Lang without saying anything.

"I said Liu Lang, I heard that you have a lot of special functions, is there any skill that can make people smart?

The other party said solemnly.

"Well, your head is really not bright!"

Liu Lang "despises" the other party in his heart.

"Fuck off, what special functions, it's all fake, ordinary people believe it, we can't believe it, you know?"

Mu Xiaohu knew that Liu Lang hated others saying that he had special abilities.

"Little one, are you really five years old? Not small, and your head, it's really too big, bigger than my head?"

The other person reached out and touched Liu Lang's head, feeling a little strange.

"Zhou Feng, you take my hand away for me! This is my younger brother, whoever dares to bully him will be in a hurry!

Mu Xiaohu's face sank and he said coldly, and the scared person hurriedly apologized.

I have to say that Mu Xiaohu is still very good to Liu Lang, he really treats him like a younger brother, if someone dares to bully him, he will really be anxious.

This group of people got together and had nothing to do, drinking wine and blowing all over the world, Liu Lang didn't say anything, asked for a steak, held a knife in one hand and a fork in the other, the posture was more standard than anyone else, there were two Russian waitresses in the restaurant, Liu Lang was idle and chatted with each other in Russian, and everyone who watched was stunned.

"Liu Lang, do you still know Russian?"

Mu Xiaohu exclaimed.

"What's so strange about the Russian language? I knew it when I didn't go to school!"

Liu Lang glanced at the other party.

"See? A prodigy is a prodigy, and you guys should learn from others, don't eat, drink, and have fun every day, and in the end you won't even be as good as a four- or five-year-old child. ”

Mu Xiaohu "reprimanded" the others.

"Aren't you like that yourself?"

Everyone else expressed "contempt" for Mu Xiaohu's words in their hearts, but they didn't dare to refute it, and nodded in agreement.

Obviously, they talk much more about "advanced" people than ordinary people, who have recently gone abroad, who have recently bought foreign cars, and who are preparing to emigrate, and so on.