Chapter 69: My Painting Is Expensive

"Where did you get this painting?"

Ji Yatong couldn't control herself anymore, she never thought she would see such a painting in her life.

On the painting, a young mother in a floral shirt holds a chubby child in her arms.

The two of them smiled happily, as if they were standing in front of them.

Lu Jiu handed over a tissue and said, "Be careful, the painting is not completely dry, don't let the tears fall down." ”

Ji Yatong hurriedly wiped her tears with her hands.

"Tell me, where did you get this painting?"

"This is what I painted!"

Ji Yatong was stunned, and it took a long time to recover, and said slowly: "You painted it?" ”

Lu Jiu nodded.

"Give it to me?"

Lu Jiu was just about to nod, but Ji Yatong had already pounced, wrapped her hands tightly around Lu Jiu's neck, buried in Lu Jiu's chest and cried.

Lu Jiu didn't expect this to happen at all, his arms were in the air for a long time before he slowly fell, stroked Ji Yatong, and said gently.

"Alright, alright, stop crying."

In the room, the two sat together silently, and Ji Yatong leaned on Lu Jiu's arms like a kitten.

"I didn't expect that the paintings in Fiora's restaurant and welfare home were all painted by you." Ji Yatong had stopped crying, but there were still a few tears on her face.

"I didn't expect you to be the big financier behind the welfare home."

Ji Yatong suddenly raised her head, pretending to look at Lu Jiu angrily and said, "What? Am I not the kind of caring entrepreneur? ”

"If you are full of love, you won't deduct money from my drone on the first day of work."

Ji Yatong slapped Lu Jiu's shoulder, and said half-coquettishly: "What? Do you still hold a grudge against me? ”

Lu Jiu smiled and said, "No, don't dare." ”

"I don't dare." Ji Yatong got into Lu Jiu's arms again, and after a long while, he said softly, "Thank you, Lu Jiu." ”

"Hmm."

"I really didn't expect to see my mother again, just like my mother is still alive, hugging me tightly, by the way, my teacher is going crazy looking for you, I'll take you to meet him one day."

Lu Jiu pondered for a moment and nodded: "Okay." ”

When she woke up the next day, Ji Yatong stared blankly at the black-brown ceiling, unable to believe what happened last night.

She, a big president who is feared by everyone in Marina City, actually cried and cried in front of a man.

But Ji Yatong's heart was still sour and wanted to cry.

Because she knows that there are some things, even if they are herself, they can only stop at the point and can't be too willful.

Ji Yatong got up, still wearing Lu Jiu's big pajamas, pulled up the collar, and sniffed it carefully, it seemed that there was still Lu Jiu's smell on it.

What about Lu Jiu? Where did you go so early in the morning?

Ji Yatong turned her head and saw that the portrait of her mother holding herself was still there, it seemed that this was not a dream.

But just when Ji Yatong was about to get out of bed, she suddenly touched something.

When I looked down, it was a letter, a letter without any signature, without any address.

Ji Yatong took out the letter, and she recognized it, it was Lu Jiu's handwriting.

Except for Lu Jiu, no one can write this kind of font, it is like writing it into Ji Yatong's heart, and every stroke looks so comfortable.

But when Ji Yatong finished reading it, he slammed the letter on the bed and shouted loudly: "Lu Jiu, you bastard, if you can't come back, I will deduct your salary, and three times your salary will be deducted for one day of absenteeism!" ”

At Binhai International Airport, a seven-seater Mercedes-Benz business online car-hailing car stopped at the entrance of the boarding building.

It's obviously a seven-seater Mercedes-Benz business, but only two people get out of the car.

One of them, a young man in his 20s, wearing an Armani T-shirt, a pair of Zegna jeans on the lower body, and a pair of Armani sunglasses, looked like a typical hipster man.

Behind this young man is a middle-aged man in his 30s, dressed ordinary, but on such a hot day, he is still wearing a woolen sweater, and he sweats when he looks at it.

The middle-aged man took a very long black cylinder from the car and carried it on his back.

It was the only luggage the two of them had.

"Mr. Lu, are you okay, it's very uncomfortable to have a cold in summer." Lu Shaokuan said.

Lu Jiu rubbed his nose and said, "It's weird, it stands to reason that I won't get sick, why do I still sneeze." ”

"Why don't you wait until you get on the plane, I'll check it out for you." Lu Shaokuan said.

Lu Jiu waved his hand.

"It's okay, no need. How's your arrangement in North America? ”

"Back to Mr. Lu, I have already arranged it in North America, and according to the news sent by the head of the branch over there, Manson is on vacation in Las Vegas at this time."

Lu Jiu nodded.

"Okay, let's go."

Lu Shaokuan followed behind, silently watching Lu Jiu.

Originally, Lu Shaokuan thought that Lu Jiu was just a painting genius, and the two were nothing more than using each other.

But when Lu Jiu asked him to inquire about the whereabouts of the madman Manson, Lu Shaokuan had a little more heart and investigated.

But when the results of the investigation came out, Lu Shaokuan was taken aback.

Manson, a madman, a B-class killer who specializes in killing A-class generals.

took a mission worth $500,000 to assassinate Lu Jiu.

The king of the top floor of Marina City exploded, killing and injuring more than a dozen people, and everyone in the industry knew that it was Manson who did it.

Manson was at the heart of a North American casino at the time, thinking that his assassination had been successful.

But Lu Jiu stood here in a dignified manner, clearly looking to find Manson for revenge.

After this series of clues were connected, Lu Shaokuan came to a terrible conclusion.

Lu Jiu is stronger than he seems, and he is very strong, so strong that he dares to kill himself and go to North America to take revenge.

That's where the killers are most concentrated.

"Mr. Lu, I dare to ask, you don't want to kill Manson by the way, do you?" Lu Shaokuan asked cautiously.

The corners of Lu Jiu's mouth twitched and asked, "What?" Are you afraid? ”

Lu Shaokuan had to nod, although he was the head of the 'circus', to put it bluntly, he was only the person in charge of the city's business, and he didn't have a strong strength in his own right.

And in the 'circus', it doesn't matter how much money a member earns, how much strength or whatever.

Lu Jiu said with a smile: "Don't worry, you only need to be responsible for selling this painting for me for 200 million US dollars, I guarantee how you go or how you come back." ”

"Yes, Mr. Lu, that's less lenient and more worried."

"Alright, let's go change your boarding pass."

At the boarding pass collection area, the airport staff had already completed all the formalities for Lu Jiu and Lu Shaokuan, but one of them was stuck.

"I'm sorry, sir, I can't check this thing in for you." The airport staff pointed to the cylinder in Lu Shaokuan's hand.

"But it's so long, we can't take it on the plane." Lu Shaokuan said.

"Why don't I find you a leader and see how this matter is handled."

Lu Shaokuan could only nod in agreement.

After a while, a man ran over from behind, looking at Lu Jiu and Lu Shaokuan impatiently.

"Two gentlemen, there are regulations for our airport consignment, valuables must be carried with you, if you let the plane be checked, once there is damage, we can only compensate according to the kilogram."

"How much does a kilogram cost?" Lu Shaokuan asked.

"100 yuan per kilogram. So if you accept it, I'll check it in for you, if not, then you have to figure it out. ”

Lu Shaokuan looked back at Lu Jiu and said in a low voice: "Mr. Lu, why don't we take the sea, it's a little longer." ”

Lu Jiu smiled and took two steps forward, and said to the leader of the airport with a smile.

"What do you call it?"

"The surname is Liu, and the director in charge of this place is in charge."

Lu Jiu nodded and said, "Okay, Director Liu, do you know how much my paintings here cost?" ”

Director Liu snorted coldly and said disdainfully: "Sir, no matter how much money it is, the regulations of our airport are regulations, and no one can break them." ”

"I'm not going to break your rules, I just want you to give me extra security when I check it in, so that my painting is safe and sound." Lu Jiu said.

"Ha, sir, who do you think you are? I advise you to hurry up, there are so many people in the back, delaying the take-off of the plane, and no one can bear this responsibility. ”

Lu Jiu stretched out two fingers.

Director Liu was stunned for a moment and asked, "What do you mean by this?" ”

"My painting is worth 200 million, dollars."