"We should come together, compete together, not have to have her as my assistant." Tong Xinyu's voice was very small, almost whispering beside Wan Chi.

"That's because she doesn't know what to do," Wan Chi said, glancing contemptuously in Jiang Li's direction, "You are also good for her." ”

Jiang Li couldn't help but laugh helplessly, such a lame explanation, even people like Wan Chi would believe it.

"A person like her, who is so scheming at a young age, will not be able to become a climate in the future." Wan Chi maliciously asserted.

His gaze swept over Jiang Li's body with disdain.

"Sir, are you saying too much?" The homeless man, who had been silent beside him, suddenly spoke.

Jiang Li looked over in surprise, but he didn't expect him to speak for himself.

That is, Jiang Li's heart is not such a fledgling little girl now.

She has climbed to the top, so she doesn't care about Wanchi's words, she has enough confidence. Wan Chi is just a junior who doesn't know what to do with her, so she doesn't care.

But if it is a normal situation, for a little girl who participates in this kind of competition with enthusiasm and passion, it may not be so calm.

The blow it will cause can be imagined.

Wan Chi was angrily reprimanded by such a homeless man on the street, and he was a little indignant in his heart, "How can you speak here." ”

He glanced up and down at the homeless man, it was tattered, and he even felt that there was something foul about the other, although he didn't smell anything.

"I see that you have sound hands and feet, and you are not without skills, or you paint a portrait of people on the street, so you will not be reduced to such a miserable situation. The moths of society. In the end, Wan Chi couldn't help but squirt.

"Sir, what are you throwing at me, what are you throwing tantrums with the people on the street?" Jiang Li knew that the source of Wan Chi's emotions was himself, although what happened was very unreasonable.

Wan Chi sneered, "Don't pretend to be a good person here, I know what kind of person you are." ”

"You know what kind of person this woman next to you is, you also know it." Jiang Li's tone was brisk, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a cold arc.

Tong Xinyu was a little apprehensive in her heart, and tugged Wan Chi's arm again, "Forget it, let's go." ”

"What are you afraid of her doing, it's okay to have me,"

The comparison between Jiang Li and Tong Xinyu, one strong and one weak, makes Jiang Li look like a bully, "This kind of person who starts thinking about hype before the official competition is only worthy of being with this kind of person." ”

"As the young president of Wanshi Group, don't you think that your behavior has lowered the value of your group" Jiang Li forced a step forward, not knowing why he always encountered this kind of big young master who lived in a vacuum.

Childish to get a batch.

"You check me" Wan Chi crossed his neck, feeling that this innocent and lovely girl had a terrible deep heart.

Jiang Li shrugged his shoulders and didn't answer, in fact, it wasn't that Jiang Li was curious, but Lu Jiu, who had always done things comprehensively, investigated it after there was a conflict at the airport.

When Tong Xinyu heard Jiang Li's words, she looked up at Wan Chi in some surprise.

Wanshi Group is the largest cloth merchant in Europe. And he is the young president of the group, the quasi-heir. Many of the "UDI" competitions are sponsored by their families.

Compared with Li Yuanqian, who has no real power in the Li family, he is naturally more than that.

If you can really climb this Wanchi, it's not bad. At least it seems that this little young master is very simple, and he is stupidly kind, which is different from the unscrupulous Li Yuanqian.

Jiang Li noticed the change in Tong Xinyu's eyes when he looked at Wan Chi, and a burst of ridicule surged in his heart, it seemed that he had been attached to the man for a long time. I can't stand up on my own.

"If you still want to make trouble here, I can guarantee that the quality of the young president of Wanshi Group will be known by everyone." Jiang Li's watery eyes were beautiful, but they were so slight, and they were full of dangerous information.

Wan Chi was a little angry, "You"

Tong Xinyu pulled Wan Chi away, and kept persuading him.

Before leaving, he turned his head and glared at Jiang Li, but Jiang Li glared back indifferently.

When the people left, Jiang Li looked back at the homeless man who was already packing his things, "I'm sorry, because of me, they are angry with you." ”

The homeless man looked up, his long hair blocking most of his features, "Why are you telling me I'm sorry." ”

He had been on the street for so long that at most two people felt pitiful for him and came over and threw two coins beside him. There are not many who take the initiative to communicate.

Maybe in his opinion, he should be looked down upon by others when he is now on the streets.

"Because I think I'm a burden to you," Jiang Li didn't think there was anything illogical, "and I really think your painting is good." ”

Seeing Lu Jiu running panting from a distance, Jiang Li smiled at the homeless man, "I still have to leave beforehand, we are destined to meet again." ”

Jiang Li waved his hand at her and greeted her in the direction where Lu Jiu had come.

The homeless man held the ticket in his hand and looked at the direction Jiang Li was far away, and something flickered in his eyes.

See you soon.

Jiang Li took the sketchbook and pencil in Lu Jiu's hand, looked at him running all the way and couldn't help but ask, "Where have you been?"

Lu Jiu took a few deep breaths before he barely calmed down, "There is no bookstore in that bookstore, the convenience store next to me I went to." ”

Who knew that convenience stores were not easy to find.

"If I had known, I might as well go with you." Jiang Li raised his head and looked down lightly.

"I'm sorry ma'am." Lu Jiu looked sorry, but hoped that his brows would delay things.

Jiang Li lowered her skirt by herself, sat on the bench in the square, looked at the sculpture fountain in front of her, turned a page, and sketched it with her hands.

A graceful figure is presented on sketch paper.

It is a sub-portrait.

The dance is light, the clothes are fluttering, although it is only a general outline with a pencil, but the image of the Dunhuang Flying Dancing Girl is still on the paper.

Lu Jiu stood behind Jiang Li, although he didn't know how to draw, but looking at Jiang Li's techniques and lines, he was still amazed in his heart.

The more I get along, the more I feel that Mrs. is versatile. It's a match made in heaven with their own boss.

It's not too suitable, and the boss's attention to his wife has increased significantly during this time. Although most of the time they still look indifferent, the current way of getting along is unimaginable when the two of them first received the certificate, that is to say, it is not easy to make progress now.

Relationships don't have to stop.

Lu Jiu has a lot of confidence in this.

Jiang Li sat directly in the square and began to paint, just to write down the thoughts in his mind at that moment just now, and the filling of details really didn't need to be done on the street.

Jiang Li closed the sketchbook, "Let's go back." ”