Fang Hua received a positive answer from Mai Xiaoji, so he called Liang Shouyi's secretary on the spot, and asked impatiently: "I have asked the painter, you can paint one, but you have to wait!"

After the other party said a word, Fang Hua showed a look of surprise: "What, he came to pick it up in person? How could he lose it! Okay, whatever!"

Hanging up the phone, Fang Hua was not at ease to check again, and he had indeed hung up, so he was worried: "Xiao Ji, what kind of medicine did you say Liang Shouyi sold in a gourd, and he would come to pick up the painting in person when the time comes!"

Oh?

Mai Xiaoji didn't feel too much surprise, Yue Bufan could directly buy Xinghai Mansion, and then drive himself away arrogantly, Liang Shouyi came to the door to warn him by taking the painting, which was not unusual.

Things work themselves out!

When Fang Hua went back to work, Mai Xiaoji took a closer look at Liang Shouyi's painting requirements, and he couldn't understand this psychological state.

There is a work photo of Liang Shouyi himself in the photo, and without Mai Dao's appearance, Mai Xiaoji can easily see that this person has a good appearance.

The sword eyebrows fly obliquely, the eyes are like cold stars, and the nose is very eye-catching, which will give people a preconceived feeling, but it is elegant, and the thin lips are naturally closed, adding a little more leisure.

Are all men in the maritime department so handsome?

There is never a shortage of mirrors in the drawer to look at, and Mai Xiaoji has taken a picture of himself, and he feels about the same.

However, it is not too much to ask for such a good skin to appear in the painting, but too much, to present it in the form of a beggar, and to be scolded by onlookers. It is also necessary to match the words of "Dream of Red Mansions" in accordance with the occasion, "The box is full of gold, the box is full of silver, and in the blink of an eye, everyone is slandered...... Coax you to sing and stop me from appearing, and I think that another country is my hometown......"

The chairman of a bank's board of directors was so eager to be scolded by the world, and Mai Xiaoji laughed, feeling that there was no reason not to satisfy him.

Twenty grams of red envelopes were sent to Tang Bohu in the open way, and Liang Shouyi's request was explained.

"It's not difficult, it can be done in a few hours. Tang Bohu agreed after accepting the red envelope.

"And the inscription. Mai Xiaoji reminded.

"Calligraphy and painting, isn't it always like this?" Tang Bohu was puzzled.

"I'm just saying it casually. ”

Liang Shouyi wanted to paint last time, but this time he also had calligraphy requirements, and even he had to integrate into the painting and become a beggar who was spurned. Mai Xiaoji couldn't guess his thoughts, so he wanted to ask Nangong Yue for advice, and then tell Tang Bohu a few words, but after thinking about it, he still forgot it.

Why?

teamed up with Yue Bufan to force himself to commit suicide on the roof of the building, and kicked Fang Hua out as an outcast, if there was no extraordinary perseverance and super luck, Mai Xiaoji didn't know where he would die.

So, what you paint is what you are, and who you love!

However, when Tang Bohu handed in his homework the next day, Mai Xiaoji frowned, this painting was too good.

The beggar on the picture, although he is in rags, has a dignified appearance, and has the bearing to see through the world, and everyone in the world is drunk and sober!

There is also that word, looking at the font is very familiar, very similar to Zhao Mengfu's calligraphy, and then looking at the signature, it is really Ou Bo Sanren!

Mai Xiaoji was very dissatisfied, and Liang Shou asked for two paintings and asked for two paintings and asked for two paintings by the ancients.

Why?

"What's the matter with this calligraphy?" asked McEigh.

"Hehe, for me!" replied Tang Bohu.

"I'm confused. ”

"I've been studying Ziang calligraphy recently, and it's not a problem to be fake!"

"Then why do you have to imitate other people's work, just write it yourself, and your calligraphy is also okay. ”

"The Taohuaan monks and the Ou Bo San people are in the video industry, and the two of us are equally famous, and they are both calligraphy and painting, which is of higher value. ”

It's a good intention, but Mai Xiaoji just dealt with it, "Then Zhao Mengfu doesn't object?"

"You don't say how he knows, besides, even if he knows, he should be grateful to me and make a name for him for free!"

"Come on, you're noble. But how can you paint a beggar so handsome, you should be sloppy, with hair like a pile of grass, a beard with pigtails, and a body covered in oil!" Mai Xiaoji gritted his teeth and typed.

"This is your fault, since you are a beggar, how can you have oil and water to eat, naturally there is no oil stain. ”

Hey, Tang Bohu also raised the bar!"I don't think this is like a beggar, but like an immortal living in the world, can anyone who asks for a painting afford it?"

"The person who asks for a painting is extraordinary, and the beggar in the painting only takes one or two of its charm. In addition, this person is broad-minded and can accommodate the sun and the moon, and of course cannot be obscene and sloppy. Tang Bohu explained.

The evaluation is too high, I am afraid that Liang Shouyi will not be able to bear it, and Tang Bohu will not be able to see it accurately.

Now that the painting has come out, Mai Xiaoji doesn't plan to rework it, and let Liang Shouyi take it away as soon as possible. Inform Fang Hua and ask her to tell Secretary Liang Shouyi that she can come to the Knowledge Building to pick up paintings.

"Xiao Ji, Secretary Liang Shouyi said that he would leave this afternoon and come here the next morning to pick up paintings. Fang Hua said nervously.

"Explain to the security guards that if Liang Shouyi brings a large number of people, they will all be stopped outside and cannot come in. Mai Xiaoji admonished.

"Why do I always think that Liang Shouyi's purpose is not pure? If you just admire the paintings of the monks of the Peach Blossom Nunnery, wouldn't it be easier to mail them away?" Fang Hua pondered.

"Whatever, the soldiers will come to block the water and cover the earth. Mai Xiaoji replied casually.

Mai Xiaoji couldn't help but remember that after Tang Bohu finished painting last time, he folded it in half and folded it in half, and then mailed it out. The painting must have satisfied Liang Shouyi, perhaps it was this kind of mailing method that did not know how to take care of it, so he decided to pick it up in person.

The next day, the employees signed in to work one after another, and it seemed to be the same as usual, but there was a strange tension in the air.

The security guards downstairs changed into new uniforms, their sharp eyes swept over everyone's faces, and the company's senior management all arrived in advance, and everyone was guessing that something big was going to happen.

The next morning, Cui Lei stayed in the office early in the morning, Nangong Yue personally checked the monitoring equipment, and Mai Xiaoji's hand in his pocket held the Golden Circle mobile phone tightly.

As long as Liang Shouyi has a bad plan, there is nothing else, and Luo Ying's fate last time was his reference.

Time passed minute by minute, and at 9:05, Tang Linlin, who was in charge of "aerial photography", sent a message that there were three black luxury cars parked under the building below.

Then, six well-dressed staff members got out of the car first and opened the door for one of them.

"What a formation!" Nangong Yue looked at the photo sent by Tang Linlin and said enviously.

"When Lao Tzu is rich, he will drag it even more than him!"

Mai Xiaoji was not convinced, but he couldn't help but be curious, and quietly moved to the window to look down. At this moment, Liang Shouyi seemed to have eyes on the top of his head, and he noticed that someone above his head was looking at him and stopped.

Mai Xiaoji hurriedly retracted his head again, it was really embarrassing, and he lost to others in terms of momentum.