Zhang Sicheng looked at the abnormal behavior of this goods, and then he reacted, he just called out to his sister-in-law...... Sure enough, unrequited men are always prone to paranoia.

"But, Mochen, you have to take a good look at your sister-in-law, she actually took advantage of your absence to go to that kind of place, you say, what kind of system is this!"

"It's fine." Ji Mochen looks confident.

Zhang Sicheng couldn't help but give him a thumbs up, he was really confident! Hopefully, he can be so confident after being cuckolded.

"When you're done, you can go." Ji Mochen walked to the desk, pressed the button on the desk, and the glass door opened automatically.

Zhang Sicheng wanted to say something, but when the pain came from his fingertips, he immediately ran out, hoping that the hospital was not closed at this time!

Ji Mochen looked at Zhang Sicheng's back as he disappeared into the crack in the door, and after a while, he withdrew his gaze, he took out his mobile phone and quickly dialed a number to go out.

"Hey, Mr. Ji, what's the matter at such a late hour?" A capable female voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Give you a week to buy Gude's company, no matter what method you use."

Chen Xue looked at the interface where the call has ended displayed on the screen of her mobile phone, and shook her head helplessly, BOSS, what's wrong? Gude Company is just a small brokerage company, and it does not conflict with the interests of the Huo Group at all, why is Lord BOSS suddenly targeting? Could it be that her boss fell in love with the little star signed by this brokerage company?

Chen Xue shook her head when she thought of this, and trembled all over, impossible, the boss is picky like this, how can he take a fancy to those vulgar fans.

She sighed, whatever, anyway, she can't sleep tonight, according to the time given by the boss, she has to stay up late to make an acquisition plan.

Early in the morning, Yan Yiyi set off directly from the company and went to the vicinity of Fanghua Street. If the man doesn't give her a chance to speak at all, and wants to get rid of her, and he doesn't know the neighborhood well, then it's going to be troublesome.

This was her only chance, and she had to convince him.

Ten years ago, Fanghua Street was just a narrow and ordinary old alley, but in recent years, places with the style of the Republic of China have been commercialized with the permission of the government, and Fanghua Street is no exception.

The Flormen Gallery at No. 183 Fong Wah Street is the only building that still carries the architectural style of the Republic of China, with a brick and stone structure as the main structure, supplemented by a wooden structure, which is simple and distinctive, and the color is pure and not monotonous.

Yan Yiyi thought, this is probably also Luo Meng. Why did Siren choose this place as the exhibition site for the domestic art exhibition?

Because Fanghua Street is not long, it only took her an hour to turn around a few times. If you go back to the company now, it's too troublesome. She thought about it, and it was better to find a random café to sit for a while and pass the time.

She found a random café near the gallery and went in, and the smell of gardenias came to her face.

"Ma'am, send you!" The waitress in a brown sustenance apron saw her push the door open and immediately handed her a white gardenia.

Yan Yiyi happily took it, "Thank you." ”

She ordered a cup of coffee, sat down by the window, and then took a closer look at the café.

The décor of this café is well designed and extremely emotional, with romantic music as soon as you enter the room, a faint smell of perfume on the waiters, and decorative red wine on the decorative lattice.

It can be seen from this that the owner of the coffee shop is a person who understands life very well, and makes the working atmosphere so warm and romantic. It not only makes the service staff feel relaxed and pleasant, but also makes the guests who walk in for coffee feel special.

She took a sip of her coffee and looked sideways out of the glass window, Fanghua Street was still a scene of people coming and going at the moment, and she didn't slack off at all because it wasn't a rest day. She was sitting just in time to see the gallery door through the window.

The old gray wooden door was closed, and above it hung a black plaque with the name of the gallery written in cursive script.

Yan Yiyi suddenly frowned, and when she fixed her eyes, a linen-haired man in a gray tracksuit suit was leaning against the gallery wall.

She was sure that the man was also looking at her, and although there were many people coming and going from the distance of the road, he had been standing in that position since she came to Fong Wah Street.

"What are you looking for?"

The warm and non-standard male voice sounded in her ears, and Yan Yiyi withdrew her gaze and raised her head to look at the source of the sound.

"You haven't been there all along, why did you suddenly ......" Yan Yiyi unconsciously pinched the palm of her hand that was already in a cold sweat.

The other party naturally sat down across from her, "I've been observing you for a long time, and since you came, you've been circling around this gallery, what is your intention?" He said straight to the point, "You stole the painting?" Are there other accomplices? How many people? Are they nearby? ”

Yan Yiyi hurriedly waved her hand, "No, no, no, I didn't want to steal the painting, you misunderstood." ”

"Really?" He tentatively glanced at Yan Yiyi's expression, "You look nervous, I'm not from the FBI." ”

Yan Yiyi tried to make herself look less nervous, "Sir, you are too humorous. She smiled at him, "What do you want to drink?" I ask you to apologize for the rude behavior of the party that has been watching you. ”

The man snapped his fingers at the corners of his mouth, and the waiter immediately stepped forward, bowed his head and said something, because it was French, Yan Yiyi didn't understand, and didn't continue to watch them talk, turned his head to look away.

After a while, after the waiter left, the man smiled at Yan Yiyi again and said, "I'm done." ”

"Are you French?" Yan Yiyi asked casually, "I don't mean anything else, I just see that your pupils are blue, and I'm a little curious." ”

"Well, you're right." The man smiled, "I thought you would ask me why I came to you." ”

"Because ......" Yan Yiyi paused, and she didn't think about why she didn't ask him this question, "There's no need." ”

"Huh? What do you mean? The man looked puzzled.

The waiter came over and said a word of French to the man in a harmonious voice, Yan Yiyi understood, which is roughly your coffee, please use it slowly. The man replied with a merci, which means thank you in French.

After the waiter left, Yan Yiyi continued, "It means that when you should meet, you will meet, whether it is intentional or coincidental, it has its truth, you don't have to break it, dig into it." ”

The man nodded, "Ma'am, what's your name?" ”

"Yan Yiyi."

The man nodded thoughtfully, then got up to leave.

It wasn't until the man's back and his conspicuous flaxen-colored yellow hair had disappeared into the crowd that Yan Yiyi reacted, just ...... Did she say something wrong? Why did you leave all of a sudden...... It can't be that the first image she gave him was very bad!

In the morning, when she arrived at Fong Wah Street, she saw this man standing on the side of the road, smoking a cigarette and talking to people, and she immediately recognized this man as the man in the photo given by Soho. She was both excited and nervous, and it was only after she pretended to be calm that she walked around the gallery a few times before she suppressed the urge to go directly to him to talk about cooperation.

She quickly turned her brain, if this person was Luo Ming, she would inevitably be disgusted by a person who asked him to cooperate without saying a word and rushed up to talk about cooperation. If this person was not Luo Ming, he would definitely be even more disgusted that a person who had not been in contact with him suddenly asked him about his friend's whereabouts.

So, she came to the conclusion that it was not possible to be reckless or not. She thought about it, and it was better to get his attention first, then make a friend, and then talk about the rest, as written in the novel.

But before she could figure out how to create an opportunity for them to get to know each other, the man suddenly walked straight from the other side, and now suddenly left.

Yan Yiyi was a little helpless, but it wasn't a failure to make friends, at least they had a few words just now.

Yan Yiyi looked at the coffee on the other party's table, espresso?

Although she has deliberately forgotten the taste, she will deliberately resist ordering it when drinking coffee. But when she smelled this unique bitter aroma of coffee again, she still muffled for a moment.

At night, Fanghua Street is exceptionally quiet, and the piles of tourists who come to visit during the day have long since dispersed, leaving only a few scattered people wandering around the street.

Yan Yiyi glanced at the time on her watch, it was already eight o'clock, and she walked out of the café with her feet up.

The branches and leaves of the French plane trees on both sides of the road are luxuriant, and the evening breeze blows her flowing skirt slightly, although she only crosses the distance of a road, Yan Yiyi feels as if she has crossed the whole life. Whether it is to rebuild the Yan clan for her father's sake, or to punish Ji Mochen, she will make herself stronger, and she will do her best.

Yan Yiyi walked to the door of the gallery, and a staff member asked her to take out her ticket, and invited her to enter after checking the ticket.

The lights in the exhibition were dimmed to make the paintings stand out, so only the paintings hanging on the walls had one or two slightly brighter lights hitting them.

Yan Yiyi walked around the gallery for a long time, only to find that the design in this gallery was really unique. She had thought it was Romon before. Xilun chose this gallery because it has the atmosphere of Republican architecture. Now I realized that this gallery should be a dream place for modern painters who can afford to hold exhibitions.

To say that this gallery is unique is not to say how big the interior structure of this gallery is, but to say that when the designers of this place were designed, they did not waste every inch of free space.

Compared to ordinary art exhibitions, most of them are hung on the wall, but at this moment, there are several paintings hanging on the roof high above, all of which resemble the starry sky, which have been cut and divided into several sets of paintings.

In this painting, Yan Yiyi is looking at Luo Meng. I saw it when I was in Xilun's information, and the name was translated as Tianye Yuanfang.