"Xiao Ji, the elevator is almost up. Fang Hua was also a little nervous, and ran to inform Mai Xiaoji.

"It's a guest, Sister Fang, come with me to greet you. McXiaoji said.

"Hmph, that's what you said, otherwise I wouldn't have gone. ”

Although Fang Hua said this, his body was very honest, his fingers combed his hair, and he flattened the corners of his clothes. After all, she is an old boss, and she also hopes that Mai Xiaoji can pay attention to this meeting, but it is not good to speak herself.

At nine o'clock, Liang Shouyi, who only brought the female secretary upstairs, came to Mai Xiaoji's office.

Not a second is bad!

Liang Shouyi in reality looks more handsome than in the photo, and even the female secretary next to him is a standard model figure, and a man can't help but look at it twice.

With a five-to-two lineup, Mai Xiaoji also has Nangong Yue, Cui Lei, Fang Hua and Tang Linlin. In this way, I feel that I am not as confident and calm as the other party.

"You go outside and wait for me. Liang Shouyi's slender fingers crossed and said lightly to the female secretary.

Mai Xiaoji also nodded at Cui Lei, and everyone left, leaving only two people in the room.

"Liang Dong, I came to Binjiang in person just to take this painting?"

"It's mainly for paintings, and also, to see good friends. Liang Shouyi didn't hide it, the good friend he said in his mouth was, of course, Yue Bufan, and he didn't shy away from the relationship between the two.

"Brother Bufan, is he feeling better?" asked Mai Xiaoji.

"Yue Bufan has always been in good health, but this time he is just a little weak in qi and blood, and he has been discharged from the hospital. ”

Liang Shouyi's straightforwardness made Mai Xiaoji a little uncomfortable, and he simply put aside all the messy emotions in his heart, and asked directly: "The painting is ready, but I don't understand something, why such an allegorical painting?"

"Life is full of temptations, and I work in the financial sector, so this painting is a reminder to myself that wealth is like a cloud of smoke, and in the end, it is all for nothing. ”

"Liang Dong, are you putting on a show, or do you really think so?" asked Mai Xiaoji.

"That's what you asked. Liang Shouyi was not annoyed, and replied lightly.

"Liang Dong, the monk of Taohua'an is a master of the world, and his paintings have only been given to you so far. ”

Hearing this, Liang Shouyi sat up straight and showed a shallow smile, "It's an honor." ”

Liang Shou didn't say much, but it made Mai Xiaoji feel that it was very difficult to chat with him, and the other party went straight to him, and there was no reason to even quarrel. Forget it, I'd better give him the painting and leave early.

Mai Xiaoji took out the painting from the bookcase behind him and spread it flat on the table. Liang Shouyi sat on the sofa and glanced at it from afar, frowning slightly.

"Dong Liang, don't you want to have a sneak peek?" asked Mai Xiaoji.

"Good. ”

Liang Shou walked over together, his pace was steady, but a little slow, but when his eyes fell on the painting, he suddenly became excited, and bent down to look at each place carefully.

"Okay, that's good!" Liang Shouyi was full of praise, and when he saw that he was happy, he laughed twice as if no one was around.

"Of course, it's good, the painters of the Taohuaan monks are not under Tang Bohu. Liang Dong, you really have a vision. Mai Xiaoji said disdainfully.

"No, as you said, this Peach Blossom Nunnery monk is a master of the world, who can't see his skills!" Liang Shouyi's eyes never left the painting, "Okay, great!"

"Can't you just change the word?" asked Mai Xiaoji.

Well?

Liang Shou was stunned one by one, and suddenly laughed, his eyes completed a beautiful curvature, and then carefully rolled up the painting and held it in his hand.

"I didn't expect it, I thought that in the painting, I really became a beggar!" Liang Shouyi said inexplicably.

"What do you mean?"

"There was a festival between you and me, and I begged for a delicate painting twice empty-handed, but instead of getting bored, you understood my state of mind, and made the Peach Blossom Nunnery monk depict it in the painting. Mai Xiaoji, why are you doing this?" asked Liang Shouyi.

Cut, Lao Tzu doesn't want to do this, if Lao Tzu wants to be able to draw, you must be a pug! These are obviously Tang Bohu's own comprehension, and he has a Mao relationship with Lao Tzu!

Thinking so in his heart, Mai Xiaoji made a joke on his lips, "Why else, I'm afraid of you, I'm afraid of you!"

Slightly stunned again, Liang Shouyi raised his head and laughed, so shocked that the secretary pushed the door in, and when he saw that it was okay, he panicked and retreated. Perhaps, Liang Shouyi's laughter only means that two things happen, someone is going to be unlucky, and then he is really happy. Looking at the secretary's sincere fear, he doesn't have many happy times.

"I knew there was a Xiangyou Mansion before, but I didn't know there was you. Liang Shouyi said meaningfully.

It can be understood as an explanation, I didn't want to go against Mai Xiaoji, it was Yue Bufan who made it.

At this moment, Mai Xiaoji suddenly felt grateful, not because of Liang Shouyi, but because of Tang Bohu.

Tang Bohu is greedy for money and wine, but he never fools in his own work, and it is he who paints the beggars in his pen as otherworldly masters, which makes Liang Shouyi's concept of Mai Xiaoji change, and even has a good impression.

In the maritime department, Mai Xiaoji can't always blindly oppose all the enemies, and he has to fight for favorable resources to divide from the inside.

Thanks to the ancients!

"I'll just think about it, they are all people who love art, and they have nothing to do with business matters! You really like the paintings of the monks of the Taohua'an, if I make a stumbling block from them, it will disturb your mood, and ruin the reputation of the monks, and damage others and yourself, we can't do it!" Mai Xiaoji said solemnly.

Liang Shouyi smiled, and patted Mai Xiaoji on the back affectionately, pushed it slightly, and motioned for the two to sit down together.

Then, Liang Shouyi took out a bulging small envelope from a bag he was carrying, and Mai Xiaoji squinted at it, looking at the length like money, but looking at the thickness, it was only tens of thousands of yuan.

I was disdainful, these were Tang Bohu's two genuine paintings, and I wanted to send away this money, and finally claimed to buy it with money. couldn't give him this opportunity, Mai Xiaoji waved his hand and said, "Since it's a gift, you can't collect money." ”

"Open it and take a look. ”

"Don't open it!"

"Don't regret it. ”

Liang Shouyi smiled mysteriously, Mai Xiaoji reached out and took it and weighed it with his hand, it didn't look like money, could it still be a huge check? Pretending to open the envelope calmly, Mai Xiaoji was taken aback, it was a pile of printer paper, and when he opened it, he was even more confused!

It turned out to be a loan contract from Xiangyou!

In triplicate, it was folded in half and then stuffed into the envelope.

"What do you mean? I never signed a contract like this!" McEgie shouted angrily.

"There can be no mistake in handwriting, and no bank would do such an uncertain thing. Liang Shouyi said lightly.

There were not only signatures, but also official seals, but apart from forgery, Mai Xiaoji simply did not remember when such a contract was signed.

PS: I wish you all a happy Mid-Autumn Festival, a safe and healthy family, and all the best!