Gu Xi sat down, the long dining table, everyone sat on both sides, and Gu Xi sat on Cheng Jin's right hand. The private rooms are very spacious and full of contemporary style, which is in line with the style of the museum. The white walls and large windows are open, and the cool summer breeze blows in, and the white gauze on the floor sways lightly, giving a full sense of space.

"The last time I went to TATE was five years ago, and this time I found that there have been a lot of changes, and we don't have such a big art museum here."

"You're talking about a national art museum, how can it be compared."

"The recent oil painting that sold for hundreds of millions of dollars has set a new record for contemporary art, which is good news." One person said.

Fang Bichun smiled, "It turns out that you came here today to talk about this news. I only heard about it in the morning. He looked at Cheng Jin, "It's that Feng Tao's "Last Time". ”

Cheng Jin wiped his mouth and said, "He was operated by Miga's side, hyping up the political metaphor in the middle, and now such a sensitive matter, the policy of the black state, with a bit of criticism, naturally some people are willing to pursue it." ”

The tone is flat, and it seems to be a golden rule.

Everyone was quiet for a while, and looked at Cheng Jin with respect.

Cheng Jin was already sitting in the middle, he glanced at Gu Xi next to him, she was still lowering her head and slowly concentrating on eating, as if she hadn't listened to them at all.

He took a sip of water and said, "There is also power to trade money over there, but the technique is more clever, but the most important thing is in personal ......" He paused, as if he knew how to master the skills of the home field, which stopped slightly, and even stopped to eat.

I heard him say: "Most contemporary artists hope that while creating themselves, they can have a relationship with capital, Feng Tao himself has several characteristics, first, he has deep qualifications, people are easy to deal with, and more importantly, his subject matter is commercial." If you usually watch foreign movies, you will know that your understanding of us is still stuck in 20 years ago, and the movies made are rarely positive if they are Chinese. But in recent years, a little bit has changed...... he said with a smile, "and we have grabbed the role of a local tyrant." Italy is almost all bought by us. ”

Everyone laughed.

Gu Xi tilted his head slightly in surprise, this kid who was always bullied by himself talked about business.

I heard Cheng Jin say again, "Feng Tao's paintings are just to hype up a concept, foreigners want to see our ugly places, he dares to paint, modern art museums in Western society, if you want to hold a personal exhibition, his works are the easiest to package and hype." The heart of going to watch is also satisfied, watching our people hack themselves. From an economic point of view, it's a win-win. ”

Gu Xi put down the chopsticks and heard something. She hadn't had much exposure to modern art before.

The door behind him suddenly sounded softly, and someone pushed the door open, stood at the door and said, "Mr. Fang, Mr. Cheng, Mr. Cheng is here." ”

Fang Bichun stood up immediately, Cheng Jin was faster than him, and the others were also fast, there was a sound of chairs moving, as if it had been rehearsed, and everyone looked forward to it, Gu Xi was holding chopsticks alone, only she was still sitting, and suddenly became the attention of everyone.

Everyone looked behind her.

When she turned around, she saw Cheng Qi coming in at the door many meters away, followed by Cheng Si. With the wind in the hall, the white veil by the window is raised, and the heart floats with it. She was stunned with her chopsticks.

Everyone went over to greet Cheng Qi, put down the chopsticks very slowly, and slowly stood up.

Cheng Qi said: "I know that Ah Jin is coming to eat today, so I came over to have a look." Cheng Jin hurriedly moved out of the way.

Fang Bichun said, "Then you sit on my side." He sat on Gu Xi's right, and immediately asked people to move his place to the side, and also to make room for Cheng Si.

Cheng Qi walked over, Cheng Jin gave him a concession, but he sat in Fang Bichun's position.

The world seemed to be quiet for a second.

Gu Xi suddenly stood up as if he was sitting on pins and needles, and the right was a good position to accompany the guests. Cheng Jin sat down, and he still sat on her left, and he sat directly on his right like this, so what did others think?

"Sit down." His voice came from the right, and everyone sat down, but this time it was half a beat slower.

But it is precisely because of this slow half-beat that this girl who came to mix rice has made the people at the table discover her specialness, it turns out that she is not accompanying Cheng in to just have a meal. I couldn't help but want to take a closer look, but now it's obviously past a good time to take a look.

The gaze that inadvertently swept towards her became even more cloudy and light.

Gu Xi sat down slowly, but found that Cheng Jin on the left had a strange expression.

She lowered her eyes, and she couldn't eat anymore, the dishes were all collected, obviously there was a "nobleman" who couldn't let the family eat leftovers, so she had to re-serve the dishes.

Fang Bichun said, "Qi Ye came just in time, just now everyone was talking about the painting that was sold at a sky-high price today." ”

Cheng Qi turned to Gu Xi's direction and looked lightly.

Gu Xi Yuguang felt it, and suddenly felt that his face was hot, and he didn't understand why he suddenly looked at himself.

But I heard Cheng Jin's voice sound, on her left, "I probably said two sentences, it was operated by Miga's side, hyping up the political metaphor in the middle, Feng Tao's paintings have always been about this concept, with a bit of criticism, so people over there are willing to pursue it......"

Only then did Gu Xi understand that Cheng Qi's gaze crossed him in order to see Cheng Jin.

After thinking about it again, she suddenly understood that when others mentioned the topic they were talking about, they wanted to hear Cheng Qi's two words. Cheng Qi looked at Cheng Jin, but he first wanted to understand what Cheng Jin had just said, in case his views were inconsistent, it would hurt his own family's face.

Such quiet maintenance.

Don't dare to delve into the mind.

This man...... How can he be so good at doing things.

Gu Xi felt that there was a kind of eagerness that made her want to commit a crime, and she didn't know how to express it...... She just wanted to, just wanted to hate to grab something and take a bite, and she was scared by herself! How could she have such an idea.

Cheng Jin was still repeating what he had just said, but Gu Xi couldn't listen to half a word.

Cheng Qi looked at that side with a light gaze, but the afterglow was on her, watching her stare intently at the white tablecloth in front of her, her long hair falling down her shoulders, her hands clenched into fists on the edge of the table, unconsciously nervous.

He lingered on the hand for two seconds, then looked away and said, "...... There is another reason, Miga itself is the largest investor, and he received a lot of Feng Tao's works twenty years ago. They have been planning this for many years, and now they are starting to prepare for a move, so let's just watch the excitement. ”

In a word, this matter is closed!

The table was full of human spirits, and I immediately understood.

Some laughed and said, "Speculating on high prices, it's not waiting for domestic collectors who don't understand to take over, no wonder since last year, I feel that Feng Tao's works have been climbing step by step." ”

"It's not, now speculating in real estate and stocks depends on the face of the policy, there is money and no place to maintain value, and you don't follow the trend to buy art and buy anything."

Cheng Qi said lightly: "The king of Chu has a thin waist, and there is a lot of hunger in the palace." This kind of work seems to have the concept of hype, but it is not always a long-term solution, to expose the scars of one's own people to cater to the market of Westerners...... Some things can be done, some still can't be touched. ”

Everyone heard the voice, aren't you afraid to check the water meter?

The sky-high price of peers is a great stimulus to everyone present, but Cheng Qi's words, everyone's earlier lamentation of the unfairness of the world has all disappeared.

The topic of conversation became more relaxed.

I don't know when the drizzle began to fall outside, scattered from the sky, and the dishes came up one by one.

Gu Xi ate slowly again, without saying a word, just listening to everyone. It's an elegant world, and everyone is breezy and bright except for the earlier topic.

There are no dirty things.

Not listening to vulgar jokes, or even laughing content, is also like a spring breeze.

Maybe because Cheng Qi came, even the dishes were more fine, everyone was divided into meals, and each ate their own dishes.

Now this plate, there are four special soups in the middle, the soup is larger than usual, one soup, this plate is four dishes. The art restaurant, dotted with side dishes, is like a work of art in itself.

There is a shrimp ball in it, the shrimp ball is very small, I don't know what is wrapped in it, it is delicious, I don't care to eat it, listen to the appetizing topic, and gradually feel that this meal is good.

"Why don't you speak?" Suddenly, his voice came from beside him.

She had just picked up a shrimp ball from her plate, and with a shake of her hand, it fell back into the plate.

She hurriedly looked up and saw that no one was looking at her, everyone else was chatting.

Cheng Qi looked at her, he had been looking at her just now, she lowered her eyes, ate attentively, and seemed to have a pleasant demeanor that she wanted nothing else, which made people can't help but want to provoke her.

Gu Xi turned his head to look at him, but he naturally turned his head and withdrew his gaze, as if he was not talking at all just now.

Caring for her resentment, her eyes were fixed on him, and he was wearing a light gray shirt, and she couldn't help but look down at the skirt on her body. Shape! Target! Face! Hue!

Gu Xi was simply stunned, no wonder Cheng Jin looked strange just now, she turned her gaze, her palms were sweating, but she still felt that it was not appropriate to say anything, so she lowered her head and continued to eat. She didn't want to be in this kind of place, and he showed anything special.

Cheng Qi suddenly raised his hand, picked up the soup on his plate, and put it on the plate next door, acting naturally.

Gu Xi saw the spoon that suddenly squeezed in on her plate, a spoonful full of shrimp balls, and before she could react, her empty spoon was taken away and landed on his plate.

Gu Xi is stupid!

I didn't have time to react, and I didn't know how to react. She seems to lack nothing in eighteen martial arts, but she doesn't know how to deal with him, or this sudden love.

She bit her lower lip and didn't dare to look up, not knowing if anyone had seen it. I just want to go under the table.

How can he be like this, what will the family think about the relationship between the two when they see it?

In my heart, a thought of disbelief came to my mind. She suddenly felt her heart sink down, sinking to the frozen ground under the iceberg.

They're not going to be playing a game for her, trying to get her over the road.

Thinking like this, she even had hairs on her arms standing on end, almost without thinking about it, she reached out to Cheng Jin's plate, and took someone else's spoon, "Give me if you don't eat yours." ”

Cheng Jin was suddenly dumbfounded, and reflexively reached out to stop him, "I've eaten it all." ”

Gu Xi was wrong and wrong, and endured hatred and said, "I don't dislike it." Then she picked up the chopsticks and ate Cheng Jin's half-spoonful of leftovers.

It's really quiet in the house.

Fang Bichun's eyes narrowed, and he immediately looked at Cheng Qi first, seeing that his expression had not changed, but he still quickly stood up and said, "This greeting is not good, there are too few dishes, it's time to talk about Da Liu, the little sister is not enough to eat." ”

A little sister, it seems that no one has to mind, children.

Cheng Qi leaned back in the chair, looked at Gu Xi's hair and smiled.

Cheng Si also smiled, picked up his spoon, and handed it to Gu Xi, "Mine hasn't moved yet, I'll give it to you, this dish is nothing special, and our chef will cook it when I go home." ”

Another spoon was squeezed into the plate, and it was comically crowded, and the art companion plate was about to be crowded.

Gu regretted that she wanted to cry without tears, and now she has finally labeled herself as a foodie.

The executive chef can cry when he sees it, everything has to have space, there is no sense of space, and how to embody the ethereal beauty.

I can't eat this meal.

Cheng Jin was also hateful, and really wanted to shout, "Another bowl of noodles!" I forgot to mention that my little sister loves noodles the most. Serve her a big bowl. ”

It's a pity that his brother is here, he doesn't dare.