Chapter 465: Lost Contact

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It's still raining outside.

As soon as the car drove out, the fine and dense rain hit the window, wetting the window and making the world outside the window hazy.

Because of the rain, the gray light in the gloomy sky has become much softer, not so dazzling, and looks a little pale.

The rain was not heavy, but it was dense, like a net over the city.

The ground was already wet, reflecting the light on the road like a mirror.

A black Maybach gallops through the rain.

"Abin, did you explain when the president will come back when he leaves?" Jingyi's car suddenly appeared, and I asked Ah Bin.

Abin was stunned for a moment and glanced at me in the rearview mirror, "Miss Manqi, I didn't say when I would come back." โ€

I stopped talking, Abin reached out and pressed the music button in the car, the one I liked Desperado, but without Gao Tong's car, this song sounded a little weird, and I was a little irritable, but I was not embarrassed to let Abin turn it off.

At this moment, my mobile phone rang, I was startled, and I quickly picked up the phone happily, it must be Gao Tong, he finally called.

But on the screen of the phone, it was: Yuan Meng.

I was a little disappointed, my heart was empty.

Abin hurriedly turned off the music.

"Mangi, are you coming to the store today?" She asked me.

"Well, on the way, are there any guests?" I asked.

"No, grandpa said, if you are tired, you can rest, and there are no guests when it rains, so you don't need it!" Yuan Meng was obviously answering his grandfather's will.

"Then you prepare, I'll take the two of you to Dafen Village for a walk." I confessed to Yuan Meng, "I'll be there in a while, I'm already on the way." โ€

Yuan Meng was excited on the phone.

Hung up the phone, I saw that the senior brother had sent me the address of the contact, I made a call according to the above number, the person who answered the phone was a man, the tone was quite polite, I explained the meaning, he made an appointment with me to meet at the village entrance.

Hung up the phone again, I looked out the car window, the drizzle was drizzling, and I felt a little stuffy in my heart, I knew that it was I who couldn't contact Gao Tong that caused the haze in my heart.

When I arrived at the gallery, I went in and said hello to my grandfather, and then took Yuan Meng and Ni Chao out, the two of them were eager to try, I laughed, and said to Yuan Meng: "It seems that I haven't let you out for a long time." โ€

Yuan Meng looked at me and smiled and said, "Isn't it?" I haven't rested in the past six months. โ€

"Then this festival will give you a holiday, you can go back to your hometown to have a look!" I said to Yuan Meng.

"No, let's go back together for the holidays." She shirked, "There are 800 calls a day at home, and I can't go back." โ€

"What about Ni Chao! Do you want to go home, if you want to go back, go back! I said to Ni Chao in the co-pilot, "Go back and tell your mother too, now you are quite safe here, and let her rest assured." โ€

"I've only been out for a few months, and I'm not coming back! If you want to go back, you will go back for the Spring Festival, and you must go back to see my mother during the holiday! He glanced back at me, "Sister Qi, are you going to Dafen Village?" I've always dreamed of going there! โ€

I looked at Ni Chao's urgency and understood, I was the same as him when I came to Qingzhou.

"Not too far! I've only been there once! โ€

Abin's car drove fast and steadily, and soon we arrived at Dafen Village.

When I arrived at the entrance of the village, I saw the person arranged by the eldest brother, he is also a painter, this guide is quite qualified, he took us around the village, this 0.4 kilometers in a radius, every household is a paradise for oil painting, according to him, there are more than 8,000 painters working here every day and night. We also saw their job site.

I also talked a lot with him, and he also invited a few famous painters to lunch, and I asked them if they knew Levin.

They all admired, "Li Fan is not known to anyone, he is very famous, belongs to the oil painting world, his plateau series is our copy of the version, a lot, are painting!" Many people worship him, and it is not easy to see him, and I heard that he has been in the Western Regions. โ€

I listened to their words and glanced at Yuan Meng, who was very attentive when people talked about Li Fan. Now when I listen to them say this, I see a little surprise and pride on Yuan Meng's face, and a little shy, it seems that Yuan Meng really likes Li Fan, I can see that she has gone away, she has begun to pretend to be Li Fan in her heart.

They were very surprised to find out that I was a close disciple of Chen Xiangzhi, and when I mentioned to them that I would organize a tour of the painter troupe to perform live performances, they were very interested, and when they learned that I also had contacts with overseas art dealers, which was what they were most interested in.

They asked me what paintings I was most interested in, and I told them that they were oil paintings from the "Gangnam" series. They all agreed.

I also have such a series in my store, but what I saw here is not the same, because I see a few of them, specializing in painting this, the so-called art industry has a specialty, and the difference is different.

However, I told them: "I want the masterpieces of the Jiangnan series, not quick commercial paintings, of course I can launch commercial paintings, and I think the number will not be small." After all, this kind of painting is here, the price is quite affordable, and there is also some space. โ€

They were a little skeptical, and of course it could be my age.

I laugh and don't go into too much explanation. After dinner, they accompanied me to several professional studios with unique styles from a professional point of view, including several large studios in the Jiangnan series.

I took a lot of classics from my point of view, and I sent them to Jack right away, and he was very helpful and replied immediately. He's asking for a quote.

After I communicated with them, I quoted him a price, and he actually placed an order.

The people were surprised, and I talked to them about the timing and details of the initial delivery.

I also asked Ni Chao to bring some boutique Jiangnan back.

They knew what I was good at once.

After chatting together for a long time, I said goodbye, and it was already ten in the evening when I left Dafen Village.

Back in the gallery, Ni Chao and Abin unloaded their paintings, a little tired, greeted their grandfather, and wanted to go home.

After getting into the car, Maybach drove towards Lanwan Villa like a black lightning bolt, and the speed was a little fast.

I leaned back in the seat and watched the sticky rain still falling outside the window, not in a hurry, the rain was winding down the glass, making the scene outside the window hazy, the street lights suddenly lit up, and the goose yellow halo was projected in the car in an instant, making people feel a little lonely.

It may have something to do with the mood.

How do I feel like an orphan at the moment, he is out of touch.

I know he went with Wei Chi.

The car turned onto a private road, and the speed was faster, I thought again, when did this Abin start to drive fast? Could it be that he has something else to do, so he is in a hurry?

Entering the villa, the main house is brilliantly lit, and the white castle-like villa under the white pillar of light shines brightly under the blue sky, which is very beautiful.

I got out of the car, picked up my bag, and walked to the door, it was nice to be home.

I saw casually at the gate, a long figure standing in the beautiful shape of the wide rain, looking at the direction I came, of course I was familiar with the long and handsome figure, I jumped up at once, the dark clouds in the sky dispersed, I quickly ran a few steps to the rain.

I saw him smiling and standing still, with one hand in his trouser pocket, leisurely looking at me running happily. I didn't say that I was picked up, it felt a little weird.

It doesn't look warm at all, it seems a little detached. I suddenly became unhappy, pursed my lips, didn't look at him, and walked over slowly.

He stretched out a hand, grabbed me, and leaned down slightly to look at my face, "What's wrong?" Not happy? โ€

I don't want to speak, it seems that Abin knows that he is back, but I don't know!

"Yo! I'm going to lose my temper, out of luck! He pinched my face.

I pouted and walked in, he was holding me with that hand and the other still in his pocket.

I'm muttering in the belly, huh! What's cool!

The fifth uncle saw me coming back and was about to speak, but as soon as Gao Tong raised his hand to stop him, he glanced at Gao Tong and retreated.

He followed me, went into the house and went upstairs together, I didn't speak, I was really angry, why didn't you call me after going for so long, didn't tell me when you came back, and didn't be enthusiastic when you saw me?

And when I'm not his wife? Is there such a man? Don't tell your lover anything.

Back in the room, I found my loungewear and changed it.

He has been following me, but he doesn't change his clothes, as if he wants to go out, how is it a little inexplicable, why doesn't it look like my Gao Tong anymore, and he doesn't say hug me, he hasn't seen me for a week.

"Well, the pouting looks pretty good! Show me? As he spoke, he held out his hand to my face.

I raised my hand and opened it, "Don't you ignore me, don't you just ignore me?" โ€

"Who said that? Is there anyone who ignores his wife? He said with a hippie smile.

I didn't dare to look at him, "Do you know that I'm your wife?" Is there anything like you? I didn't even have a phone call when I went out, I turned off my phone when I called, I didn't reply to messages, and even Abin knew when I came back, but I didn't know? Who's your wife? The more I spoke, the more angry I became, "Is this how I went on a business trip?" I'm off when I can't get through on the phone? โ€