Fu Liugen owes gambling debts to others. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info those gambling people specially coaxed them ignorant and from the countryside, and he couldn't help but fall for it.

He couldn't control himself, he couldn't resist temptation. The men threatened to cut off his own life, and he was about to die of fright. He didn't dare to tell Xie Jun. Xie Jun knew that if he followed others to gamble, he would definitely beat him to death.

"What should I do?" He had no way to go to his sister, and the man told him that as long as he got his sister's signature, he could lend him 600,000 yuan.

After all, I have to save my life. He is the last root of the Fu family.

"Sister! I followed Brother Xie Jun, and he always said that my handwriting was ugly. And scolded me. Fu Liugen thought of a way.

"Brother Xie Jun is for your own good. You practice more. The words you write are crooked, you can't read clearly, your brother Xie Jun has a big temper, of course he wants to scold you! Qi Yuwei said.

"Sister, why is your handwriting so beautiful? Brother Xie Jun said: The paintings you draw are beautiful, the words you write are also beautiful, and the people are even more beautiful, which is a treasure in the village. Fu Liugen said.

Qi Yuwei ignored him and said, "Anyway, you just need to be fine." Also, don't come to me if it's okay. Don't come to the company to come to me and affect my work. ”

"Good, good! I listen to my sister. Sister, I really want to be motivated. I want to mix it up and show it to my dad. I work well. By the way, sister, you write me a few words, and I'll go back to practice, okay? Fu Liugen said.

"Okay." Qi Yuwei looked at this poor brother.

In this world, there are really only their sisters and brothers left as their only relatives.

Even if he hated his father, he didn't look at him when he died; Even if she hated her stepmother, she was no longer here. She is in this world, and only this younger brother is left.

Qi Yuwei's heart was in tears. The strength on his face is all faked.

Fu Liugen asked the waiter to prepare a piece of paper for him to order, and asked for a signature pen to ask Qi Yuwei to write his name for him.

Qi Yuwei picked up the pen to write, Fu Liugen pointed to the lower position and said, "Write the middle sister." I can imitate both above and below. ”

Qi Yuwei's handwriting is really beautiful, and she is a model for her younger brother, she dances with dragons and phoenixes, and she signs a name very chic.

"Sister, you will become a painter in the future, such a beautiful signature is really valuable. Oh, and the date. You write another date, I'll see how to write the date? Brother Xie Jun always said that what I wrote was like an earthworm crawling. Just write today, just write today......"

Qi Yuwei smiled and wrote him the date of this day - December 2nd

Fu Liugen is like a treasure. This is his lifeline. He grabbed it, pretended to admire it, and quickly stuffed it into his pocket.

"Sister, I'll go back and practice hard. Is the steak ready? I'm really hungry......"

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In the afternoon, Hua Jin arrived at the business hotel under renovation in Pudong District, Shanghai.

The boss of the cultural decoration company that undertook the project once walked out of it to greet him.

"Fortunately, fortunately. I have long heard that Mr. Hua is a talent, and the background of American higher education is really extraordinary and extraordinary. At first sight, at first sight! Zeng and his entourage said to Huajin.

"It's just a name. I heard that Boss Zeng is an artist who originally opened a gallery, and his works are very marketable and famous in Southeast Asia. He is a very talented businessman. It's an honor to meet such extraordinary artists. Hua Jin responded.

Hua Jin followed Zeng and his party to look at the floor that had been decorated. Zeng and his entourage introduced to him the idea of design, the style characteristics of each place, and the cultural background. Hua Jin noticed that the paintings on the wall really had an extraordinary charm.

According to legend, there was once a goldsmith who collected a lot of antiques, and once invited the little emperor Puyi to see it. Pu Yi pointed out at once: which ones are true and which ones are false. This person didn't think so, and then asked the celebrity Wang Guowei to take a look. What Wang Guowei said is exactly the same as Pu Yi. Why can Pu Yi tell the truth without any research? Actually, it's very simple, he doesn't understand it at all. He just felt that those fakes were different from the things in his palace.

Hua Jin grew up in the United States and went to their museums and galleries a lot. In the United States, there is a stronger atmosphere of appreciation and creation of beauty. Although Hua Jin doesn't understand these arts, he has seen too much. He knew by feeling that the paintings hanging on the wall were extraordinary in style and artistic attainment.

"These paintings, in the hotel, are a bit condescending." Hua Jin looked at it and said.

"A man is a confidant. Mr. Hua can say this, I think, it's worth it! The paintings I took out were carefully selected. Not only is it consistent with the style of the decoration, but it is also unique in terms of independent paintings, and has a certain appreciation value. I hope that connoisseurs can learn from these paintings the style of our gallery. This can be regarded as my use of your hotel's platform to promote myself. Zeng Yixing said.

"Good. Happy to work with. Hua Jin stretched out his hand.

"Happy working together!" Zeng Yixing said.