Chapter Eighty-Six: Talking Business
The waiter served the food quickly, four dishes and one soup, no chili.
Song Guangyu: "Why don't you have a spicy dish?" ”
"This meal is a special thank you for providing clues, so every dish is ordered for you." Zhang Tianyue gave him a bowl of catfish white soup: "Eat more." ”
Song Guangyu frowned and pretended to be dissatisfied: "Huaermei, you can sign the order, there is no sincerity at all." ”
"It's business, of course the company has to pay." Zhang Tianyue said it rightly.
"You can afford a meal."
"Nope." Zhang Tianyue shook his head while eating: "I have to save money." ”
Song Guangyu's eyes moved slightly: "Do you still want to change cars?" Miss, there are so many cars of the same model as you, why can't you just accommodate me? ”
Zhang Tianyue waved his hand until he swallowed the food in his mouth: "I saw Li Chengxue's car today, it's not bad." I'm going to get another one when it's on the market. ”
Song Guangyu thought for a while and frowned: "If you change Fengrui and sell your current car, there will be a lot of money left, and then you can't pick the door." ”
"I want to invest, and the spread is not enough to see." Zhang Tianyue ate without raising his head.
Song Guangyu stared at her for a moment, and couldn't help but touch her head funny: "Okay, if you have something to say." ”
Zhang Tianyue stopped eating Dong and looked up at him: "It was discovered so soon?" ”
Song Guangyu's smile overflowed on his face: "It's okay for your little trick to deceive Li Chengxue, but how long have I known you?" ”
"What kind of trick, can you still have a good chat? I call it technology! Zhang Tianyue was not annoyed by him seeing through it, and raised his eyebrows: "I plan to invest in art, are you interested?" ”
"A work of art?" Song Guangyu was a little surprised: "Antiques?" ”
"Modern art, painting." Zhang Tianyue deliberately squinted her eyes, as shrewd as a little fox.
Song Guangyu inadvertently picked up the vegetables, his eyes were still focused on the woman opposite, she had always had something to say, so he had to care.
He knew that she was also a literary girl in her bones, and when she was studying abroad, she used all kinds of exhibitions whenever she had a little money in her hand. But she has never collected a single piece of art, and she says that art should not be kept private, but should be viewed by everyone.
"How did you come up with the idea of buying a painting?"
"Make money." Zhang Tianyue's expression and tone are like that of a salesman: "Art is priceless, so the profits in this field are immeasurable." ”
"Oh?" Song Guangyu made an interested look: "Let's hear it." ”
"In fact, any investment is the same, the sooner you go out, the greater the profit. I recently met an up-and-coming painter who had been predicted that her paintings would become heirlooms. Would you like to start with two first? I told you that you were my own, the opportunity is rare, and it will never come again. ”
Song Guangyu looked at the girl opposite who was frowning and teased her eyes for a while, how long had it been since she had seen her show such a girl's beauty? Her sparkling flow seemed to turn back time, the goddess of the iceberg shed her cold coat, and the girl who always spoke with her expression returned.
"Tianyue ......," Song Guangyu called her in a daze.
"Do you want it?" Zhang Tianyue bit her lip and waited for his answer.
"Yes." Song Guangyu didn't think about it, just followed her words.
"How many?" Zhang Tianyue's excitement has been written all over his face.
"How many ......" Song Guangyu finally came back to his senses, and looked at Zhang Tianyue again, her little fox-like smile was still on her face, and she couldn't help but smile bitterly in her heart.
"What kind of amazing painter, can't you sell the inventory at home, do you pack it up?" Song Guangyu put down his chopsticks and took a sip of tea, and couldn't help but recall Zhang Tianyue's girlish expression inadvertently just now, I don't know why, it was obviously the appearance he liked, but it made him faintly uneasy. As for why, he had no clue.
"Art needs to be dormant, and once it hits the stage, you can laugh at home." Zhang Tianyue smiled and squinted at him, not deliberately, but with an indescribable style.
Looking at the smiling face on the other side, Song Guangyu felt that the tea in the cup seemed to be filled with honey. Since Zhang Tianyue entered Tiancheng, her transformation from a girl to a strong woman took him a long time to adapt overnight. It's rare to have a little bit of the old feeling, Song Guangyu cherishes it very much, so he wants to tease her.
"I'm a businessman, I only care about making or losing."
"What age is it, cultural people can also be successful businessmen. Don't underestimate art, just wait and count the money. Zhang Tianyue winked at him.
Song Guangyu smiled: "Are you so sure?" Predicting that this painter would succeed, which painting master made you so convinced? ”
Zhang Tianyue remembered Meng Jiarui's sworn appearance when he praised Ting, and smiled at Song Guangyu weakly: "He is a big man with more than 30 million fans, and he is a professional." ”
She shouldn't be a liar.
Song Guangyu no longer asked: "I don't believe in any big deals, I believe in you." Say, how many should I buy to happily count the money at home? ”
This is to say, it is basically blocking Zhang Tianyue's front and back roads, does she still have to be responsible for after-sales for a long time, and if the painting does not appreciate, he still wants to return the goods?
Zhang Tianyue paused, put away the girl mode just now, she put down her chopsticks, clasped her arms with both hands, and Team Leader Zhang came: "I'm just giving you a chance, whether you want to decide for yourself." ”
Zhang Tianyue tugged at the corners of her mouth, as if she was smiling. Song Guangyu secretly regretted that he wanted to have more to do with her, but it was self-defeating.
"I want to see the painting first." Song Guangyu also took out a posture of talking about business to hide his embarrassment.
Zhang Tianyue hesitated slightly, and the abacus in his heart crackled again. Song Guangyu obviously didn't think it was a good project, and only focused on personal relationships, which was not the result she wanted. Maybe she should change her way and let him realize the value of Hu Ting's paintings first, and at that time, he deserved to have some extra money.
With a plan in his heart, Zhang Tianyue nodded: "Okay." When the matter on Xueshao's side is dealt with, you will be able to see it. ”
Song Guangyu was puzzled: "So long? ”
Zhang Tianyue tugged at the corners of his mouth again: "Timing is a very subtle thing, fleeting. ”
Song Guangyu smiled bitterly: "Are you really talking to me about business?" ”
"Or else?"
Zhang Tianyue pretended to be surprised, and Song Guangyu couldn't wait to reach out and pinch her pretty face.
"I have a bad premonition," Song Guangyu smiled bitterly.
Zhang Tianyue shrugged: "The choice is yours." ”
Song Guangyu was speechless and picked up the chopsticks again. He cherishes every time he gets along with Zhang Tianyue, but he seems to be more and more unable to guess her thoughts. This inexplicable sense of distance bores him.
When Meng Zhicheng received a call from Zhang Tianyue, he thought he was dreaming. Since Zhang Tianyue said to him, "Meng Zhicheng, I am an unmarried", Meng Lao Er decided that the goddess in his heart had completely said goodbye to him.
He hurriedly ran out of the company, and saw the woman standing on the side of the street, and for a while, the world seemed to stand still, except for Zhang Tianyue, who was dressed in white, and himself. Meng Zhicheng thought that if it rained now, he and Tianyue would be able to complete a heart-wrenching love like Xu Xian and Bai Suzhen.