16. Painting of the Son of Heaven
The real Du Xiaomeng is stubborn and independent, and there is a world of difference from the gentle and generous Concubine Dong Jaw. In addition to missing the tender honey accident that she used to get along with Fu Lin day and night, she is completely unrestrained and free to be herself again, and no longer needs to think about bullshit rules such as how noble and decent she must be as the emperor's concubine. Therefore, she is now her, a real Du Xiaomeng who does everything from her heart, and because of this, she is still angry. She couldn't help but be angry.
Hum! Reasoning, I'm a puppy, so I'll wait for you to be a puppy. Xiao Meng patiently ignored Meng Fei. However, under the same roof, looking up and not looking down, really going in and out of the bump, one raised his head and snorted, the other lowered his head and pouted, and passed by, as if the enemy was red-eyed when he saw each other.
"Well, I don't understand them. How did Xiaomeng and Meng Fei become enemies? Didn't it stick together like maltose before? What's going on? Zhu Zhu grunted behind the bar with her chin propped up.
Lin Guozi pressed her head with her backhand: "What's the matter with you?" Elephant enemies are not better. Hey, hey, hey. He smiled evilly, and his mood was extremely refreshed. Zhu Zhu stared at him, pouting and muttering unhappily: "Why do you keep pressing other people's heads, you will be stupid." β
"It's better to be silly, hahaha!" It would be nice if all the barriers between him and Xiaomeng were cleared. The forest fruit has a black belly
I fantasized about it, and I was about to go crazy.
"Incorrigible!" Zhu Zhu rolled his eyes.
"Boom!" The crisp and piercing sound of porcelain shattering the ground startled the audienceβMeng Fei broke the plate again.
Ruan Xiangqin happened to come out with a plate of dishes, and hurriedly comforted the guests: "It's okay, it's okay." Eat and drink well, eat and drink well. β
"Oh, somebody's clumsy and broke something again, whoa, lost money." Xiao Meng unceremoniously spread out his five fingers and stretched out in front of Meng Fei.
Lin Guozi was very happy when he saw that someone was collecting debts for him this time, and this person was still a little dream, so he immediately came out from behind the bar and grinned: "That's right, that's right, lose money quickly, a small plate, two bowls, three plates, and a basin, even if you are cheaper, you will lose two hundred yuan." β
"If you pay for it, why is it difficult. When I sell my paintings, I can lose as much as I want. Xiaomeng, who had always supported him, actually shared the same hatred as Lin Guozi, and Meng Fei was so angry that his face turned red.
Zhu Zhu had already obediently taken a broom to clean up the debris, and when he heard Lin Guozi blackmail like this, he didn't have time to think about it and comforted Meng Fei: "Don't listen to his nonsense, these things are worth fifty yuan at most." β
Meng Fei immediately turned his anger into joy, smiled at Zhu Zhu gently, and his starry eyes were full of tenderness: "It's still Zhu Zhu's best." I was right. β
Xiaomeng clenched her fist and lowered her head uncomfortably. Ai Xin Jueluo. Fulin, if I hadn't wanted you to know the real Du Xiaomeng, I would have told you who I was a long time ago. However, I really can't say that if I tell you, you will definitely be with me according to your affection, but at that time, I Du Xiaomeng was still someone else's shadow. I don't want to be a shadow.
From time to time, Du Xiaomeng will suddenly detach from the surrounding environment and fall into his own small world of mood. Kelin Guozi can't, he always reacts directly and expresses directly when he encounters people, so he immediately rebounded, pulled Zhu Zhu over, and stared at her with round leopard eyes: "What's the matter with you?" Sweep your ground. Zhu Zhu obediently continued to sweep the floor.
"Two hundred dollars, a penny is not a lot." Lin Guozi raised two fingers and provocatively stretched them out under Meng Fei's nose.
Meng Fei was calm, and Shi Shiran smiled: "Okay, ask your mother for it, and deduct it from my salary." β
"What? Did I hear me right, you still have a salary? Lin Guozi exaggerated his voice.
Du Xiaomeng and Zhu Zhu couldn't help but burst out laughing. Lin Guozi is right, in addition to buying daily necessities, the wages earned in the past few months have almost been lost by the constantly broken pots and pans.
"Keep the account, hey, brother, go get the book." Little Dream gloated.
"Okay, don't gang up to bully Meng Fei," Ruan Xiangqin persuaded with a smile: "Meng Fei, don't pay attention to them, it's just a few old plates, just be careful in the future." β
Meng Fei smiled and hugged Ruan Xiangqin's shoulder: "Aunt Ruan, you are really the most beautiful and benevolent shopkeeper in the world, one day, I will soar and flourish, I will definitely honor you." β
"Haha, don't wait for one day, you can repay it now." Zhu Tianxu's hearty laughter came from the door.
In the beautiful afterglow of the sunset, Zhu Tianxu and Du Moran walked into Tianxiang Building with smiles on their faces.
"Smack", Zhu Tianxu threw a bank check on the table. Everyone looked at each other, not knowing what they meant.
"900,000, Meng Fei, yours." Zhu Tianxu looked proud.
Everyone was stunned and incredible.
"Won't it?" Lin Guozi was dumbfounded.
"How is that possible?" Zhu Zhu was also dumbfounded.
"This guy has no fame at all, no matter how good the painting is, what fool would pay such a high price all of a sudden?" The clever Du Xiaomeng first raised questions.
Only Meng Fei seemed to take it for granted, and he was proud: "Of course, the painting of the Son of Heaven is worth this price." β
"Son of Heaven?" At this time, even Du Moran and Zhu Tianxu screamed.
"Oh, no, no, this guy is originally a stinky fart king, ignore him. He said that he imitated the painting of Emperor Shunzhi, so it was said that it was the painting of the Son of Heaven. Du Xiaomeng hurriedly explained. Everyone realized.
"Cut, do you think he said he was the Son of Heaven?" Lin Guozi's face was full of disdain.
Meng Fei smiled evilly and whispered in Xiaomeng's ear: "Didn't you tell me to get out?" Why do you ignore me, you are reluctant to show me. β
Xiao Meng was speechless, and asked Zhu Tianxu loudly: "Seriously, cousin, who bought these paintings at such a high price?" β
Zhu Tianxu sighed: "It is also Meng Fei's luck to be lucky. As soon as I hung up his paintings, I came across a distinguished visitor visiting Qiyun Gallery. Have you ever heard of Lei Ming, the president of Tianma Group? The fifth diamond king, with a net worth of more than 40 billion. He is mainly engaged in real estate development and also invests in film and television production. More importantly, he has a big hobby, which is to collect antique calligraphy and paintings, and he is also an expert in this area. It is said that the value of the antique calligraphy and paintings collected in his home has long exceeded 100 million, and even the faucets and doorknobs are works of art. β
"No wonder he was so bold and able to buy three of Meng Fei's paintings at once." Ruan Xiangqin was stunned.
Du Moran said with a smile: "If you think that he is generous because he has the capital, it is not a big deal to spend 900,000 yuan to buy three paintings at once, then you are wrong." In antique calligraphy and paintings, he is notoriously picky, and he does not buy non-authentic works. Qiyun Gallery is also one of the best galleries in the industry, and I have always known that Brother Zhu also wants to develop him into a regular customer, but in the past few years, he has really seen no more than three works in Qiyun Gallery. This time, he was so generous at once, and bought three of Meng Fei's paintings, Tianxu and I would never have imagined. β
"Yes!" Zhu Tianxu continued, "Meng Fei is just a newcomer who has no fame at all, no matter how good the imitation is, it is already very remarkable that a painting can be sold for tens of thousands of yuan, and it is really strange that Lei Ming is willing to spend 900,000 yuan to buy his paintings." β
Only Meng Fei and Du Xiaomeng knew the truth, and the two glanced at each other, secretly admiring this Lei Ming for being so knowledgeable. In order to prevent them from continuing to think about it, Du Xiaomeng grabbed the check on the table and stuffed it into Meng Fei's hand, and said with a smile: "Then, it's a good thing to sell the painting anyway, I propose that Meng Fei have a treat at night, okay?" β
The crowd applauded. "Hehe, the compensation has been settled, Meng Fei, don't forget, two hundred yuan." Lin Guozi was still teasing.
"Don't worry, I can't forget it." In fact, Meng Fei may not be very happy, the emperor has done it all, no matter how great the glory is, it is nothing to him. But it's also worth celebrating, because it's a good feeling to be able to support yourself without having to force yourself to work in a restaurant.
They didn't eat at Tianxianglou, but went to a five-star hotel at the instigation of Lin Guozi, bird's nest, shark fin, abalone, Lin Guozi deliberately went to a more expensive price. Meng Fei didn't care, he always had extra pity and compensation for this young man who looked exactly like the emperor's eleventh brother, so no matter how excessively he was and how provocative he was, he wouldn't take it to heart.
Meng Fei was already tired of eating the delicacies of the mountains and seas, so he ate very gentlely, not like Lin Guozi gobbling up. He raised his glass to thank everyone. Thank you Uncle Du, thank you Aunt Ruan, thank Zhu Tianxu, thank Zhu Zhu, and finally, raise a glass to thank Du Xiaomeng. He decided to be a puppy, and he couldn't ignore her no matter what. He raised his glass. Du Xiaomeng also hesitated for a moment, and after the joy, there was more worry. Smart people always think too much, think more complicated, and think a little farther. It was only for a moment that she was happy, and she immediately thought that Meng Fei's wings were stiff, maybe he didn't need her anymore, he was fully capable of living well like a contemporary in the twenty-first century, or even a successful contemporary. So, will he move out? Will he be with Zhu Zhu? Is she going to lose him?
Du Xiaomeng slowly raised the cup, and the small cup seemed to weigh a thousand catties. But she managed to put on a smile: "Congratulations, nouveau riche. Remember to pay me back the money for the clothes. He drank it down, and something glittered in the corner of his eye.
Meng Fei smiled and drank it all, but was a little stunned by her expression. But seeing that Du Xiaomeng quickly talked and laughed with Ruan Xiangqin beside him, he was relieved and shifted his attention to Zhu Zhu. Aifei, with money, you don't have to do such hard work anymore.