After Han Li and Teacher Zeng had drunk, they separated.

Teacher Zeng drank a lot, it seemed that he hadn't drunk for a long time, and he was a little unscrupulous when he drank a dozen bottles of beer, and he was sent to the hotel in a daze, and then he fell asleep, thinking that it was impossible to have too much communication, so Han Li gave up.

But the thoughts in his heart have already been decided, and he is more determined than revenge.

"I can't let Mr. Zeng go on like this, I must let him become famous. ”

After Han Li left, after thinking about it, he began to contact Leng Baobao and asked Leng Baobao to help, and praised Teacher Zeng, Leng Baobao's ability was still very strong.

"What, what are you looking for me for?!"

Leng Baobao was very surprised, crying and laughing, "You still have time to take care of this matter now, it's really enough, hum, your own business, don't be busy, start to be willing to help others, do Lei Feng." ”

Everything about Han Li.

The cold baby is in full view.

Her biggest task now was to raise Han Li's fish, which would be of great use in the future.

It's the CIA's way of doing things, you're there to help when you need it, and before that, you're almost always responsive.

But Leng Baobao was still shocked by this kind of thing, and he hadn't heard of it, "The United States is a free country, this kind of thing, government power is powerless, unlike your country, the title of a painter is a title, not a real talent, so I can't help you with this." ”

"I know what you mean, you, I understand what I mean, my meaning is very simple, that is, you help me find some media, find some more powerful art exhibition organizers, I want to hold a sensational personal exhibition for my teacher, just look at my teacher's ability. ”

Han Li thought so.

Use the media to stir up the heat, and then hold an art exhibition.

At that time, Mr. Zeng's ability will definitely make a name for himself.

Leng Baobao smiled, "Okay, since you praised your teacher in the sky and on the earth, and what Van Gogh is still alive, I'll go and see, I want to see how powerful this teacher Zeng you said is." ”

She also studied some oil painting and some fine arts when she was in school.

Of course, it was only the initial stage, but he could still see the good and the bad, and he happened to have nothing to do at this time, so he happily drove over.

Seeing Han Li, he couldn't help but smile, "You've been proud of the spring breeze lately, you've bought most of this San Francisco bar, hum, if you go on like this, you'll be the bar king of San Francisco." ”

"Cut, what is this, I'm going to buy the whole of America's bars. ”

Han Li rolled his eyes.

Leng Baobao looked disdainful, "Dase, I know that you have money, okay, okay, take me to see what kind of person your teacher Zeng is." ”

"He's drunk too much and falls asleep, well, I'll show you his paintings, and you'll know how good they are. ”

Han Li led the way.

He had already bought this club just now, and all the paintings in it were Mr. Zeng's paintings, and he used it as a warehouse, after entering.

I saw more than a dozen paintings by Mr. Zeng.

"Well, not bad. ”

Han Li pointed.

For the layman, it is impossible to tell whether it is good or bad, even if it is Van Gogh's sunflowers, it is impossible to see where it is good and where it is not good.

The so-called layman looks at the liveliness, and the insider looks at the doorway.

Han Li had been painting since elementary school, so he could naturally see it.

As for saying that Leng Baobao couldn't see it, he said something else, "Have you ever studied art?"

"Of course. ”

Leng Baobao took a closer look and was instantly attracted, "It's really good." "The closer you look, the closer you look, the closer you look.

Look back and forth, and watch it seriously.

I watched it for a few minutes.

Han Li was blindsided, and couldn't help but disturb her, "Haven't you finished reading it yet?"

"Uh-huh. ”

Vaguely agreed.

Leng Baobao fell into thought, and muttered with a frown, "It shouldn't be, it shouldn't." Then he woke up and said, "Your teacher Zeng is very good, haha, okay, since you have opened your mouth, I will help you, help you hype and hype, and let you, Teacher Zeng, be famous throughout the United States." ”

happily took out his phone.

I found a few media outlets.

This kind of thing is very simple for Leng Baobao, and the media is naturally obedient to her, and with media reports, there will be attention, and if someone pays attention, she will become a well-known painter, plus Teacher Zeng's ability.

Naturally, the tide rises.

"Haha. ”

Han Li felt that it was very simple.

But the day after this.

Everything is ready to start.

Han Li came to the hotel to look for Teacher Zeng, but was told, "Sorry sir, Mr. Zeng you are looking for has already checked out and left." ”

"Left. ”

Han Li called Teacher Zeng and couldn't get through.

In a survey.

Mr. Zeng has returned to China with his paintings.

"I'll go. ”

Han Li was extremely depressed, "Teacher Zeng, Teacher Zeng, do you just distrust me so much? ”

Depressed, shaking his head in distress.

Leng Baobao followed to help, and wanted to see the true face of Teacher Zeng's Lushan, but the result was that the house was empty, "Why are you so weird teacher." ”

"It's not that it's strange, it's that he's already disheartened. ”

Han Li shook his head.

Knowing that what he was doing was useless, Teacher Zeng was unwilling to cooperate, and he couldn't cry or laugh until he shook his head, and this matter could only be abandoned halfway.

No, it's not halfway, it's over before it starts.

"Then what do you mean, do you want to continue, or don't leave it alone. ”

Leng Bao is quite concerned.

Han Li shook his head, "Forget it, my teacher is this kind of character, he doesn't fight or grab, well, there will be a chance in the future, it's a matter of course." ”

Reluctantly left the hotel.

Look at the empty streets of San Francisco.

At this moment, it was as if the whole of San Francisco had no friends again, and it was as if he had become a loner, and Han Li's whole mood was suddenly not good, "Hey. I couldn't help but sigh.

I'm in a really bad mood.

The things at the bar are a little unconcerned.

Leng Baobao frowned, as if he had thought of something, and said, "Have you ever been a Taoist priest, you are the kind of Taoist priest who is a monk." ”

"No, what's wrong?!"

Han Li was shocked, he didn't know where to start with this, and he even couldn't laugh or cry.

Leng Baobao shook his head, "Oh, it's okay, it's okay, I'll just ask, casually." With a grin, he put the topic down and said, "Let's go, please eat." ”

"Invite me, or I'll invite you, CIA food, I don't dare to eat casually. ”

"Cut, boring. ”

The two went to a Chinese restaurant, sat down together rarely, and rarely communicated.

Leng Baobao skillfully used chopsticks, looked at Han Li with a pair of eyebrows and eyes, and asked, "You bought all the bars in San Francisco and prepared to give them to the Hong Gang as a meeting gift, what are you going to do after that, what are you going to do after that, you say, I'll listen, I don't know much about your plan." ”

Eating Kung Pao Chicken.

It was a pleasure to eat.

Han Li pouted, "You are really an American, not a Chinese, so fond of eating Kung Pao chicken." ”

"How to say, don't Chinese like to eat Kung Pao chicken? ”

"I love to eat, but I don't like to eat as much as you do, you think the most delicious Chinese food in the world is Gong Bang Chicken, hum, but in our eyes, Gong Pao Chicken is actually an ordinary home-cooked dish. ”

Han Li ordered a dish of squirrel fish.

That's naturally a notch higher.

Kung Pao Chicken is a home-cooked dish for Chinese cuisine, and it is not that it is not delicious, but it is really nothing in the eight major Chinese cuisines.

"Hmph, maybe. ”

Leng Baobao does not refute eating by himself, and he is still happy to eat.

I love to eat discounts.

Han Li did not answer Leng Baobao's question directly, but asked: "Your name is Leng Baobao, your surname is Leng, then your paternal generation should be Chinese, then, then you are a mixture of several countries." ”

"No, my paternal line is not Chinese, my grandfather is Han, well, Han, he is Vietnamese-Chinese, or rather Vietnamese-Chinese, pure-blooded Han, more pure-bred Han than Chinese, and then came to the United States, and when he came to my father, he married my mother, a woman of Irish and Malay-Chinese descent, and with me, I have a lot of Chinese blood in my body, but none of them are Chinese. ”

Leng Baobao has not introduced himself in such detail, or rather, he has not had a chance to say it, but this time he introduced himself, and he said it all.

“••••••”

Han Li realized that Leng Baobao's East Asian background was so strong.