"Master driver, can you please speed up as much as possible without violating traffic rules?"

"Oh, okay~"

As soon as Tang Qingyu finished speaking, the taxi drove into the elevated highway and was directly stopped.

"Hehe, miss, you saw it, the traffic jam is starting, and we can't be in a hurry."

Not to mention Tang Qingyu's irritable mood now, even a person in a good mood can be so angry when he encounters a big traffic jam in the capital.

Closing his eyes, Tang Qingyu's ears were the sound of car horns near and far, the letter of "King of Spades" in his head, and last year's car accident, Ye Jingnian's coma......

Those good moods that she had cultivated in the past few months, as well as the gray memories that she had tried her best to gradually forget, seemed to come back in an instant!

Reoccupied her whole person!

It's a lot scary than a virus.

I don't know if this "mission" is a start or if the "King of Spades" is calling the shots on a whim.

If it's just a whim, if it's just the beginning, then ......

Tang Qingyu didn't dare to continue imagining.

"Buzz—"

The driver looked at Tang Qingyu sitting in the back seat through the rearview mirror, what is this girl wandering, can't you hear the phone ringing?

"Miss? Miss? ”

"Huh?"

"The phone in your bag keeps vibrating."

Tang Qingyu reacted and took out his mobile phone, it was Qi Yuntian.

"Hello?"

"Professor Tang, I have contacted a person who should be able to meet your request. He is a former friend of Su Liu, proficient in imitation painting, and he also loves copying, and is a master. ”

Tang Qingyu was overjoyed.

"Really?"

"Hmm. According to him, as long as the painting you are talking about is not too difficult, it is not a problem to copy a nine-point portrait. If you give him a little more time, it can even be exactly the same. ”

Qi Yuntian really sent her good news.

If this person is really sure that she can do it with the truth, then her plan can be carried out.

"Mr. Qi, thank you."

"You're so polite, we've been through so much, we've been friends for a long time. I heard about what happened at the gate of Jingxing International yesterday, and I also know that Lao Ye will definitely be very busy in the past two days, you still have to take care of yourself, and try not to interact with strangers. ”

"Well, I'll take notice."

Hanging up the phone, Tang Qingyu finally breathed a long sigh of relief.

With a countermeasure, she stopped panicking.

The only worry is that this person is a friend of Su Liu......

Although Su Liu's death was his own fault, he ...... More or less inseparable from her.

I hope it's not a fault-finding person.

"Didi-"

Tang Qingyu soon received a message from Qi Yuntian on his mobile phone, which was the address and contact information of the painter.

With the bottom in his heart, Tang Qingyu's face finally showed a smile.

Look at the traffic outside the window again, the blocked water can't be drained, and it doesn't seem to be as impatient as just now.

"Miss, when you go to the Yaoguang Club, are you going to find friends or a party?"

Tang Qingyu's mood relaxed, and he was also in the mood to talk to the driver.

Life is too boring, and now the taxi drivers in the capital love to chat while they are working, so they are very well informed.

"I'm going to ...... Attend a party. ”

The driver laughed, half-jokingly, "I see you're lying, you should have gone to find a friend, right?" ”