Hua Xia Guo, Song Jia.

Song Mingyi, who was the head of the Song family, roared angrily and slapped his palm on the desk.

"What do you say? My son Song Jia actually died in Paris? How did he die? Get lost! Check it out for me! ”

After hearing the information reported by his subordinates, Song Mingyi's eyes were red, and he couldn't believe that this was the truth, his precious son Song Jia actually died in Paris.

"The head of the family is angry, we have checked. Da Shao's body was found in the bombing in Paris this morning, and it was all charred. However, our people have been confirmed by DNA testing. We checked, Da Shao actually went to Paris this time to do something to Chen Xueling of the Chen family, but I don't know why, Da Shao had a conflict with the people of the JK Party, and then was taken over by the people of the JK Party. But then we found out. Da Shao went back to the hotel again, and according to the hotel waiter's statement, Da Shao abducted Chen Xueling and the mixed-race Sally of the Chen family, and then there was an explosion...... However, the two women of the Chen family did not have anything to do with it, and we suspect that this incident has something to do with the Su Lin who accompanied Chen Xueling to Paris, and it is likely that the young man died at the hands of Su Lin......"

Song Mingyi's subordinates trembled and told the results of the investigation, but Song Mingyi gritted his teeth and said, "Su Lin? Is that the Surin who has been in the limelight in the capital recently? The quasi-son-in-law of the Qin family? ”

"That's right! The head of the house is him. We looked into his background, and the military classified him as a first-class classified file, but we saw it anyway. The results were quite shocking, the things before the Dwarf Kingdom seemed to be made by Su Lin, and there were some other evidence, which also showed that Su Lin was the most likely to kill the young man...... Here's the specific information......"

After his subordinates handed over a stack of detailed information, Song Mingyi glanced at it a few times, and his face sank, "It won't be wrong." It must have been done by this Surin, pass my orders. Issue a chase and kill order from our Song family, no matter what the way it is, you must get this Su Lin for me, and you will see people dead or corpses. ”

"Yes!"

Seeing that his subordinates were delivering orders, Song Mingyi sat in his position a little paralyzed, his only son died like this, which was something he couldn't accept. Although Song Jia is more sloppy, but he has already planned the future life path for Song Jia, if he can't marry the Chen family, try to marry the Gu family or the Yuan family who took a step back, in short, the current Song family is not as beautiful as before since Song Lao retired, but it is still a behemoth, there is no need to be afraid of any family and power, even Chairman Gu has to give the Song family some face.

But now, Song Jia is dead, and he is still so aggrieved that he died with the gangsters in Paris, how can this make Song Mingyi swallow this breath. And all kinds of signs show that Su Lin is the most capable and likely person to kill Song Jia, Song Mingyi will not wait until all the evidence is conclusive before making a move, he would rather kill a thousand by mistake than let go of one, and anyone who has something to do with his son's death must die.

However, Su Lin, who was far away in Paris, didn't know that his killing of Song Jia was exposed, and it was also transmitted back to the Song family in Huaxia, and the Song family began to take revenge on him.

The current Su Lin, who had just finished painting, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and told everyone with a smile about the purpose of this painting. However, in fact, Su Lin doesn't need to say it, everyone can also see it from the eight immortals in the painting.

Marshall of the European Oil Painting Association stepped forward even more quickly, took Surin's hand, and exclaimed, "Oh my God! If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I really wouldn't have imagined that such a painting with a spiritual surname could have been painted in such a short period of time. Sunny, you're a genius! Absolute genius! God, it must be God who asked you to save the world, to bring beauty to the world......"

Marshall took Surin's hand, looked at Surin as if he was a, and babbled out all the words of praise he knew.

It was the first time that Su Lin had been praised by a foreigner like this, and he was a little embarrassed, and seeing that more media were coming forward for interviews, he felt that he seemed to be a little too showy, but fortunately he came with a hat and a mask.

"President Marshall, then I'll give you this painting. I won't be here for the afternoon auction. ”

Anyway, they had already appeared in the exhibition hall, and Su Lin didn't plan to participate in the afternoon auction, because he knew that Chen Xueling also planned to fly back to China after the exhibition in the morning, so as his personal bodyguard, he naturally wanted to follow back to China.

"You're not coming? What a pity! Sunny, members of our association, are waiting for you to share your experience with them! How can you just leave? ”

Marshall was still unsatisfied, and wanted to pull Su Lin, wanting Su Lin to stay for a while, but Su Lin saw Sally and Chen Xueling in the crowd looking at his puzzled eyes, Su Lin knew that the two of them might recognize him a little, and quickly slipped away, Su Lin apologized, took advantage of the toilet to say hello to Liu Yizhi, paused the time, and slipped out of the venue and returned to the hotel.

"Where's Sunny?"

"Mysteriously gone?"

"Genius painter, mysteriously disappeared into the exhibition hall?"

……

When the media found out that the genius painter Sunny they had been waiting for for a long time had not come out of the toilet for a long time, they knew that Sunny was afraid that the soles of his feet had slipped with oil. The disappointed media were unwilling to go back like this, so their main firepower forced Liu Yizhi, who knew Sunny best, and made Liu Yizhi stumble, and provided the media with stories about Sunny as much as possible without being able to reveal Su Lin's true identity.

Sally, who couldn't interview Sunny, was also very disappointed to come out of the exhibition hall with Chen Xueling, go back to the hotel, prepare to pack up her things, and take the afternoon plane back to China.

"It's really disappointing, Sister Xueling, why do you think this sunny is hiding his identity? It is a great thing that we Chinese people have been in the limelight in Europe and raised their heads in the world art world! Why did he cover his face? ”

Sally muttered and said unwillingly.

"Maybe that's what the masters think!"

Chen Xueling and Sally had just walked out of the exhibition hall when they were stopped by a person.

"Xue Ling, it's really you, it's great, I can be regarded as finding you."

Looking at the voice, Chen Xueling saw that the person who came turned out to be her mentor, Mi Mo, the vice president of the European Oil Painting Association, and said in surprise: "Hello mentor, I didn't see you when I was at the venue, I thought you didn't come this time!" I didn't expect to run into it until I left. ”

"Xue Ling, I've been looking for you in the venue for a long time. I have something I want to ask you for. Mimo stepped forward and said.

"What's the matter? Teacher, just say it! ”

Chen Xueling is also curious, her mentor, what can she ask herself?

"It's about the mysterious genius painter Sunny, do you know him?" Mimo asked tentatively.

"Me?"

Chen Xueling was puzzled for a moment and said with a smile, "Mentor, how can I know him?" It would be nice if I could get to know such a talented painter. ”

"But, Xue Ling, aren't you the deputy dean of the Academy of Fine Arts of Qingbei University? I've heard it with my own ears, Sunny claims to be a student at Qingbei University, and your school has produced such a genius painter, don't you, the dean of the Academy of Fine Arts, know anything about it? ”

Mi Mo looked at Chen Xueling with a puzzled expression and said, "Do you also want to be like Liu and hide your true identity for this Sunny?" ”

"What? Tutor, what do you say? ”

Hearing Mi Mo say this, Chen Xueling opened her mouth wide in surprise, "You said that this genius painter Sunny is a student of our Qingbei University?" ”

"That's right, that's what Sunny told me and President Marshall personally. Xue Ling, you really don't know him? Mimo said.

"I don't know. Our school has produced such an oil painting genius, how could I, the dean of the Academy of Fine Arts, not know? Oh, my God! I must be crazy. ”

Chen Xueling touched her head and said. (To be continued.) )