Rong Zheng took the business card and looked at it, he knew all the words, but he didn't understand it, and turned his eyes to his father-in-law.

Professor Shen explained to him, "Xiao Chu's gallery is engaged in calligraphy and painting, selling and collecting, and he wants to take your paintings to his store to sell ......."

Rong Zheng nodded, and he understood what this person was going to cooperate with him.

Idle and time-killing graffiti works can still be sold for money?

Okay, this time I don't sell my body, I change my art.

"You paint a few more, and then I will design a theme exhibition for you, invite some industry insiders, just with your strength, as well as your age and the appearance of a star, you will definitely become famous in one fell swoop......" The young man named Xiao Chu looked at Rong Zheng, as if he was looking at a cornucopia, and he could dig out ingots from afar.

Professor Shen hurriedly interrupted, "Xiao Chu, Xiao Chu, you are mistaken, Ah Zheng, this kid is just painting for fun, and he is not going to sell this for money." ”

"Not for sale?" Xiao Chu subconsciously didn't understand, "Why?" Although Mr. Rong is young, Mr. Yao and my master have just said that the painting skills are sophisticated, and they have already reached the level of masters, and after my promotion and packaging, Mr. Rong is a new star in the painting world, and the value of painting will be immeasurable. ”

"I don't know how he paints." Professor Shen said.

"Then why don't you agree, do you think my apprentice is fooling you, since he has said this, he will naturally do it, if he dares to play false in front of the elders, I can break his legs." One of the old men with a beard is Xiao Chu's master.

"It's not a question of flickering or not." Professor Shen said, "Why is it so hard to talk to you, what a rising star in the industry, what value is immeasurable, the whole word, vulgar!" We don't paint to be painters, or to sell for money......"

"What's that for?" The three of them asked in unison.

"Interested." Professor Shen looked hopelessly vulgar and vulgar, "If you are short of money, you can't sell those antiques that you put away." ”

"Lao Shen, that's not what I said, if interest can also reflect value, it's not the best of both worlds, it's not that we are vulgar, it's that your brain hasn't turned a corner, how the value of the painting is not put on the market, it can't be reflected." Mr. Yao said.

"You obviously want to bury the child's talent, you just said that he not only knows how to draw, but is also proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, right?" Xiao Chu's master touched his beard and said incomprehensibly, "In my opinion, you are not Qinggao at all, you are obviously afraid that your son-in-law will become famous and run away, you are holding the treasure, and you dare not take it out for fear of causing a feeling of covetousness, we can understand, but you also have to consider other people's children and ask their opinions." ”

"You two old things are deliberately trying to run me." Professor Shen glared angrily, "I'm really idle, what kind of calligraphy and painting do you say I showed you, don't I feel uncomfortable?" Ah Zheng is not that kind of person, Ah Zheng, you tell them that we don't sell any calligraphy and paintings, I have framed all the paintings you painted, if you want others to see them, I can also give you a solo exhibition or something......"

"Where else?" When Xiao Chu heard this, he immediately came to his senses, and his eyes were like searchlights, shooting everywhere in the study.

Professor Shen stiffened his face, "Nowhere is it." ”

"Dad, I think I can promise him a mention, those paintings are also put at home, and I have nothing to do, my free time is nothing more than writing, painting or something, where it is piled up, it will only take up space." Rong Zheng said.

"Don't take up space." Professor Shen hurriedly said, "The two rooms on the edge of the second floor, I have already found someone to open up for you, and I am going to change it into a study and studio for you......" Thinking of something, he looked up at him, "However, if you think about it, it is not impossible, I just think, you don't have to think about anything else, you also know the situation of our family, and you can completely let you live the life you want." ”

"After so many years of old friends, I only found out today that Lao Shen is really ashamed of his son-in-law." Xiao Chu's master sighed.

"If I had such a talented and outstanding son-in-law, I would be more painful than him." Mr. Yao said, "If such a handsome person enters the entertainment industry, he will definitely be popular." ”

"Talented and beautiful, it's too easy to become famous." Xiao Chu's eyes seemed to have some kind of planning.

Rong Zheng agreed to cooperate, as for cooperation, he, an outsider, hardly understands anything, so to speak, except for painting, he doesn't understand anything.

He didn't understand, but Professor Shen did, he had been mixing in the collecting world, so he took the initiative to take on the follow-up of the cooperation and played the role of an agent.

This is really a family business, and this is the only serious thing he has done since he retired.

It was he who disagreed, and he was the most positive.

About promotion, about packaging, about exhibitions, so he has to personally ask, the agent is quite professional, responsible, enthusiastic.

After dinner, Rong Xiaosan'er slipped down from the stool, put away the empty bowl on the dining table and put it in the kitchen.

Wang's mother praised, "I'm really sensible, I know how to help adults work at such a young age." ”

The rare Professor Shen picked it up and kissed the little guy on the forehead, "San'er is really good, what reward do you want, tell grandpa ......"

The noisy child sitting on the chair next to him bit his lower lip and snorted coldly.

After getting off the table, everyone went to the kitchen, looked at the dishes and chopsticks in the pool, was stunned for a while, walked to the front, and couldn't even reach the edge of the pool, raised the toes, and the eyes only arrived at the edge of the pool, and the little face was bulging, and a look of frustration.

After standing for a while, he sighed, turned to leave, walked to the door, and inadvertently glanced at the broom next to him, and had an idea on his face.

Awkwardly picked up the broom and swept the kitchen floor with all his might.

But after sweeping the floor, the noise was not praised by adults, or even rewarded, and I sat on the sofa depressed and clicked and gnawed on the apple.

Seeing this qiē in his eyes, Baochun couldn't help but shake his head, left the railing, and pushed open a room on the second floor.

I saw that Rong Xiaowang was holding a cigarette in his left hand and a pen in his right hand, standing behind the desk and writing.

It should have been a scene of quite immortals, but with the cigarette in his hand, he was stunned a little more decadent.

Seeing that Baochun didn't stop, he didn't put down the pen and extinguished the cigarette butt until he finished waving.

"What are you doing there? Don't know your master anymore? Old Man Rong pulled over the chair, sat down, and rested his legs on the table.

Baochun couldn't help sighing, "Don't speak, I look at it from the outside, I thought it was the master who cultivated the Tao, and as soon as I spoke, the image of the bully was undoubtedly revealed." ”

"If your master is successful in cultivation, you don't want to cry to death." Rong Zheng pulled the person over and sat on his lap.

Baochun didn't have the heart to talk to him, and told him what he had just seen to make a troublesome little pot friend, "You said, these two children, born no more than half an hour old, why is the difference so big, Xiao San'er, that stinky boy, goblin, knows how to do superficial work, please adults, and do whatever it takes to achieve the goal, what can I do when I grow up?" ”

"There's nothing bad about it, it's all so crooked, even if you grow up, you can't get crooked." Rong Zheng played with his daughter-in-law's hand.

"Why aren't you worried at all?" Baochun snorted, "Also, how can you worry, no matter how crooked the child is, he can't be crooked as a father." ”

Rong Zheng didn't seem to hear the ridicule in his words, "What's wrong with him Lao Tzu?" No matter how bad his son is, he is not a hot kang head for his wife and children. ”

"If you talk about making trouble with that child, it's even more sad, she does the work silently, no one will pay attention, and she won't get any reward, where is she still angry." Baochun sighed, "Silly girl, I'm so worried, this is not a group of people who have been deceived when I grow up, the fine is too fine, the stupid is too stupid, it would be nice if it was even." ”

"No, you don't." Rong Zheng said.

"Not for what?" Bao Chun turned his head.

"I think that's good." Rong Zheng said.

Bao Chun glanced at him, "There is no time when you think they are bad, and you waste my words." ”

Rong Zheng said, "If you feel bad, why don't you remind her?" Don't teach Rong Xiaosan that opportunistic stinky boy? ”

"I ......" Baochun hesitated for a long time, "I don't want to deal with them." ”

Rong Zheng smiled and said nothing, and then sighed to himself.

Bao Chun pinched someone's smooth face, "I heard the old man say just now that someone else has a gallery that has taken a fancy to your painting and wants to cooperate with you, but this is what you promised yourself, why does it look like your love is not high?" ”

Rong Zheng pulled down her insignificant hand and imprisoned it, "These are all the pastimes that your old man used to have a mediocre and elegant pastime, but now it's good, but it has become the only advantage that your master can handle, it's really a creation and trickery, you say you can be happy?" has become a sour rotten scholar that he has always disliked. He snorted self-deprecatingly.

When Baochun heard this, he laughed happily, "Sour scholar, is that you?" ”

Rong Zheng didn't look at her angrily.

"If you don't want to do it, don't do it."

"It's not that I don't want to do it, where the painting is, it's also put, I just didn't expect to sell paintings one day, I used to paint, so I threw it in the garbage basket, and today I learned that those didn't lose it at all, and they were put away by my father-in-law."

"This old man's habit of turning over the garbage basket hasn't changed, he always likes to turn over my garbage basket before, pick up the books I have used, the exercise books I have used, level them up, put them up, and now there is a big cabinet, from small to large, the pictures you have drawn and the words you have written will naturally not be thrown away for you."

"My father-in-law is actually a very careful person."

"The surgeons are very attentive, and so am I."

Rong Zheng snorted when he heard this.

"You don't need to put a grimace on your face, either." Baochun said, "Actually, here, like you, called artists, very respected, in Darong, rely on fists, who fists are hard, who is superior, in the era of peace, knowledge and art is the most important, the most respected and loved." ”

"Really?" Rong Zheng blinked, and his feelings rose inexplicably.

"It's more real than gold." Baochun nodded exaggeratedly, "When you go out, you have to ask my master what he does, or ask our children's father what he does, and tell them that they are painters and calligraphers, and they must be envious......"

Rong Zheng's depression was swept away, the light in his eyes flickered, he pulled his wife and blocked his mouth, "Since the master has made you have face so much, should you repay your master well." ”

Get up, pick up the person and go to the bedroom.

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There is a bit of an urgent matter to deal with in the middle of the codeword, and it is an hour late, forgive the sin.