Xiaobai didn't think about it, but he heard a hand stretching out of his throat to grab the mustache: "Sir, please stay!"

What if it's an opportunity?

The mustache turned around and took out a check from his briefcase, "How about I pay a deposit of 30,000 yuan first?" Alas, buying a car is still suspicious, really...... How do you write on your head?"

Xiaobai thought to himself, after paying the deposit, it shouldn't be a lie, right?

"Excuse me, I'll ask my friends who work at the car dealership. ”

The mustache said: "Give me your friend's contact information, and we can communicate by ourselves, so as to save trouble." ”

It just so happened that Xiaobai didn't know the details, and besides, she didn't care about kickbacks, so she quickly gave Jishu's contact information to Xiaomuzi.

The mustache called in front of her.

When Xiaobai heard him tell Ji Shu in person that he wanted to buy 70 cars, pay a deposit of 30,000 yuan now, and pay the car with one hand and deliver it at one time, he quietly opened a bottle of champagne in his heart.

Ji Shu's voice on the other end of the phone also came: "Manager, 70 cars, I have a big order for 70 cars hahaha, God has eyes hahaha....... Boom!"

It was he who backsomersaulted out of his chair.

Xiaobai thought happily, he originally thought that angels were all fat dolls, but now he realized that angels also have mustaches, this mustache Mr. is not an angel sent by God!

But in Ji Shu's heart, Xiaobai is the fat angel.

In the evening, senior sister Zhou Xue took the initiative to call, and her tone was full of unparalleled gratitude and excitement, as if she had won 5 million: "Xiaobai, thank you and Mr. Wu so much, it can be said that you saved our whole family...... I, I, I, I've contracted the Kung Pao Chicken for the rest of your life!"

"Hahaha, great, thank you, senior sister!"

Xiaobai didn't hear anything else, but heard Kung Pao Chicken. That's enough.

Zhou Xue should have thought that it was a favor from Wushan, and Xiaobai didn't explain, anyway, there is not much difference between explaining and not explaining, and the most important thing is to solve the problem, isn't it?

Moreover, he did it himself without Wushan's help, which tripled Xiaobai's happiness!

The last thing she wants is to live under the wings and halo of the richest man, and she doesn't like the title of "the richest woman" very much.

She thought, I have a name, my name is Bai Yunuan.

Which three words, you ask?

Oh, it's the white clouds that are warm, the clouds that are warm and the clouds that are warm, the clouds that are warm, hahaha!

Wu's President's Office.

The back of Wushan Wei'an stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling glass window, and he was looking at the endless traffic below, with a faint loss in his heart, and he felt that he had failed.

There are so many people in this world, not to say more, there are a lot of them in the bustling business district downstairs, nodding their heads and digging hollow thoughts are close to themselves, and they wish they could touch themselves a little light.

But Bai Yunnuan, a woman, was defenseless against her, and wanted to give her all the good things, but she tried every means to get out of her own protection, stubbornly tossing with her own pitiful strength. If she borrowed a little light from herself, it would be as if she had suffered a great disgrace.

She felt that it was a struggle, but in Wushan's eyes, it was a small fight, like a groundhog making a hole, and she didn't dare to break her, which saved her self-esteem.

Just like today, she, the person who hated speaking in public the most, would rather run to the crowded exhibition hall to play the harmonica and do sales than ask for help.

Why? Is this woman internally different from everyone else?

Or how scathing, how terrible, and how hard to talk to her?

No matter how important the contract is, how many key projects are won, how good the land is, and how much profit the company makes, it seems that it can't fill the emptiness and loss in my heart.

However, he seems to be a little fascinated by her nature.

Xiaobai returned home after completing the task victoriously, beaming with joy, and felt that he had to celebrate, not only to celebrate that Brother Ji's job had been saved, but also to celebrate the courage he had mustered up in this matter.

How to celebrate?

Naturally, ice cream is served!

After eating the dessert, she picked up the doodle book and pen with itchy hands.

It's been a habit for many years, and I always have paper and various types of brushes at hand, carbon pens, colored pencils, ballpoint pens, wolf water chaucco, oil brushes......

When she is happy, when she is sad, when she is stressed, when inspiration comes, and when she misses her parents, she likes to doodle casually.

Paint a few scattered leaves, two rows of geese flying south, a delicate dancing shoe, a fan of bees flying and butterflies, or the great rivers and mountains of the motherland...... Graffiti does not need to be delicate, sometimes just a few strokes can soothe the tension a lot.

Painting, harmonica, and ballet, these are her three magic weapons to decompress, and they are also one of the reasons why her orphan girl did not give up on herself or go astray. Along the way, although there is often a smile on her face, only she knows how many desperate moments she has.

Happy today, Xiaobai wants to do a graffiti.

It was a windless night and a bright moonlight.

Under a green lamp, a woman in a crescent white plain pajamas, frowning and staring, her gaze sometimes penetrating the back of the paper, sometimes as gentle as water, she was so focused, her body seemed to be covered with a circle of golden glory.

Her surname is Bai, and perhaps she is destined to be accompanied by color in this life.

Her hand is a palette, and the colorful clouds are lingering on her fingertips, tossing and turning, entangled, and finally, giving birth to the colorful art of art.

On the green lantern paper, a peach blossom tree, Ling sits on the branches as light as a swallow. Three feet like cloud ink hair, hanging down in the green water thin veil. Corresponding to the verdant distance, the depth and shallowness are not elegant.

Beautiful, but not gorgeous, because beauty is in the bones, not in the skin.

And the face of the beauty, facing into the distance.

Xiaobai was just about to give her her facial features as usual, but suddenly hesitated.

What kind of facial features are that?

Why did this woman sit alone on a branch?

Is she smiling and admiring spring, or is she sad in anticipation?

As an art lover, since he was very young and learned graffiti from Meng Junyao, there are thousands of characters in his pen, but Xiaobai seems to have never been entangled in the emotions of the characters, and has never figured out the mood of the characters before writing.

She seemed to suddenly understand why her painting skills could never catch up with Mr. Meng.

His characters, flowers, birds, fish, insects, and even a grass all have souls.

He carefully "listened" to their joys, sorrows, and sorrows, and spent much more time preparing and brewing than actually painting;

After pondering for a while what kind of emotion the beauty on the tree should be at this time, Xiaobai had a whimsical idea - what if I didn't draw facial features?

Wouldn't it be more interesting to leave the face empty and leave it to the viewer to imagine the emotions of the person in the painting? Wouldn't it be more interesting to think like this and think like that in such a state of mind?

Xiaobai was inspired by his whimsy, and created several photos with different backgrounds in one go. But the similarity is that the beauties in the painting are all "shameless", and in addition, the background also uses beautiful antique elements.

* Do the happiest thing in the world, * Do the work of time.

This painting was out of control, and more than ten were completed in one night, which is enough to support a "faceless beauty" series.

The background transformation of the beautiful ancient style changes from the white of the lonely city on the grass, to the yellow of the desert turned by the sand, to the red flowers of the sunrise river, and then to the green and blue of the river in spring...... Xiaobai is fascinated by this rich world of colors.

Although there is silence all around, she seems to be able to see these colors like ballet dancers, dancing in the rhythm of lyricism or passion, dancing the splendor of life.

For this "faceless beauty" style, Xiaobai likes it very much, so he posted it on the Internet.

Sharing with others, watching the "likes" and comments under each picture increase one by one, sometimes it is also a pleasure to see.

It's not too early to finish all this, it's time to go to bed.

I don't know when I started, I have developed the habit of talking to Wushan on the phone to say good night before going to bed, which is actually Wushan's strict request.

Sometimes, if she doesn't call, he doesn't call, a bit like a child fighting, they all think that you should call me first, you should think about me, you should express your love more.

Thinking of this, Xiaobai smiled, he was going to get married, so there was no need to be reserved, let's fight by myself today, at this time, Wushan is usually still awake.

The music bell rang, and a baritone voice on the other end sounded particularly magnetic and attractive at night: "Finally remembered me?"

It sounded so good that Xiaobai's heart couldn't help but tremble, although it was not the first time he had heard it at night.

Although it is only a few words, it is like a low and melodious viola that only pulls 1/4 of the bow and then comes to an abrupt end, leaving people with an endless aftertaste, which makes people can't help but think about it - what a wonderful experience it would be if you could listen to the "whole piece"?

Wushan's character is not to be said, but he is indeed a man who you will fall in love with just by listening to his voice.

Maybe it's not just his voice, but also the way he speaks in a short, powerful way. It's hard to find a nonsense word from his words.

Xiaobai: "Did you sleep?"

Wu Shan: "No. ”

Xiaobai: "I haven't told you good night today." ”

Wu Shan: "So I'm waiting. ”

Xiaobai: "Hehe, can't you sleep now if you can't wait for this girl's goodnight call?"

Wu Shan: "Yes, after staying with me for a long time, my self-confidence has increased significantly. ”

Xiaobai smiled: "How can you always praise others and bring yourself with you?"

Wu Shan also smiled: "This is the ability." What's the news today?"

Xiaobai: "In the middle of the night, you actually asked me about the news seriously...... There is a piece of news. ”

Wu Shan: "Tell me about it?"

Xiaobai said that he had successfully helped Brother Ji make a big deal, and then waited happily for Wushan's praise, thinking that he could boast a few more words about such a big achievement, right?