The painter worked for ten nights, and when the specified time came, on this day, Mr. Bai came, and Tong Jingjiang and a group of other people accompanied him into the hall. The security personnel evacuated, Mr. Bai stepped forward and personally pulled down the curtain, all the eight lights in the hall were turned on, the lights illuminated the picture, everyone looked up, all of them were stunned, especially Mr. Bai, who watched intently for five minutes.

Xing Yi walked out of the side door, wearing blue cloth waist-cinching overalls, came to Mr. Bai's side, and greeted him politely: "Hello Mr. Bai." ”

Mr. Bai looked at the colorful colors of his work clothes and was very surprised.

Tong Jingjiang was even more surprised, isn't this Xing Yi who was exempted from the help staff stationed in the village? What's going on behind this big curtain? Peeking at a painter painting? The body was dyed with paint and turned into a cauliflower snake, is it stealing from the master to learn art?

Tong Jingjiang looked back at Wen Qiyi, Wen Qiyi seemed to have met a monster, and his face was full of panic.

At this time, Yang Linxiang hurriedly walked from outside, with a suit on his arm, handed it to Xing Yi, Xing Yi changed it, wiped his hands with a wet towel, tied his tie, immediately changed his appearance, took out a business card from his breast pocket and handed it to Mr. Bai.

Mr. Bai looked at it, his expression changed, and he held Xing Yi's hand: "Your name is Xing Yi, and Changying is your pseudonym?" ”

Xing Yi nodded and smiled, raised his hand to the picture and said, "Mr. Bai, what advice do you have?" ”

Yang Linxiang sent the work clothes to the car, took out a paper tube from the car, and sent it to Xing Yi, Xing Yi took out the original mural from it, unfolded it in front of Mr. Bai's eyes, Mr. Bai looked at it carefully, and said: "That's it, in the hut next to the water tower, I pointed to this painting and asked who, is it Xiaowen, Xiaowen said that people who look at the water tower like to decorate their residences, I don't know where to get this work, isn't it?" Xiaowen, oh, what about Xiaowen? ”

Tong Jingjiang also shouted: "Wen Qiyi, looking for you." ”

There was no response, I turned my head to look, I wasn't there, it was only a few minutes, where did the people go?

Tao Yundao searched everywhere, holding the slip and shouting: "Director Wen, Director Wen, what you wrote doesn't count." ”

Tong Jingjiang reached out and grabbed the note, looked at it casually, and was about to put it in his pocket.

Tao Yundao hurriedly grabbed it: "That's ours." ”

Mr. Bai asked, "Is it a note?" What is written, show me? ”

Mr. Bai's eyes were firm and stern, and Tong Jingjiang was embarrassed, so he had to hand it to Mr. Bai.

Mr. Bai looked at it and said to Tao Yun: "What's the matter, tell me about it?" ”

Tao Yundao said: "I also wrote a note, at Director Wen's place. ”

"How did you write that?"

What I wrote was: "Welcome the leaders of the province to come and see the paintings, if you find a problem, if you are not satisfied, we will pay 1 million." ”

"You guys? Who is it? ”

"That's me, appointed by the painter."

Xing Yi said: "Yes, I entrusted him with full responsibility for coordination and service. ”

Mr. Bai raised his chin and said "oh": "Then I have this one in my hand." I'll read it to you: If the provincial leaders look at the painting with us, think that there is no problem, and are satisfied, we will give you 1 million. ”

Tao Yundao secretly turned his face to look at the painting on the wall, and replied in a low voice, "Yes." ”

Mr. Bai looked at Tong Jingjiang again: "Director Tong? What do you think? ”

Tong Jingjiang pursed his lips and did not speak.

Tao Yundao pointed to Tong Jingjiang's chest pocket: "When I wrote, Director Tong was present, and my pen ran out of water, so I still use his pen." ”

"I see. Okay, then let's evaluate it together, Director Tong, what do you think of this painting? ”

Tong Jingjiang shook his head: "I don't understand much, let's say it to Mr. Bai." ”

"What about Xiaowen? Shall we wait for him and let him make a high-level statement as well? ”

Everyone looked around, but there was still no shadow of the Wen uprising.

Tong Jingjiang seemed to see the problem, approached the painting, raised his head, looked carefully inch by inch, and after a few minutes, pointed to the upper right corner, "What is there?" ”

Several people approached and looked up carefully, and a huge bump protruded from the flat wall, and there was a faint shadow in the light, which seemed very out of tune.

Tong Jingjiang let out a rough sigh: "That's the problem." ”

"If you don't pay attention, you can't feel it, but if you pay attention, then ......" Mr. Bai looked at Xing Yi suspiciously, "Is it a problem?" ”

Xing Yi frowned tightly and did not speak.

Tao Yundao muttered: "It seems that it is, the wall is uneven." ”

Mr. Bai asked: "The wall is uneven?" Why not deal with it? ”

Tong Jingjiang said: "If the painter doesn't bring it up, we don't know." ”

Mr. Bai took a few steps back, looked at it again, and really saw the problem, and couldn't help but shake his head.

Tao Yundao's face flushed. Staring at Xing Yi, Xing Yi's body was motionless, and he seemed to be in thought.

Tong Jingjiang snorted lightly.

Mr. Bai slashed at him: "What do you have to say?" ”

Tong Jingjiang pointed to the note in Mr. Bai's hand: "What else can I bear?" Written with a black pen on a white piece of paper. ”

Tao Yundao was anxious: "What? The problem with your walls is attributed to our paintings? ”

Tong Jingjiang spoke slowly, and his words were clear: "Before painting on the wall, it really has nothing to do with the painting, but after painting, he and the wall form a whole, which affects each other and is inseparable." ”

Mr. Bai tilted his head and looked at Tong Jingjiang out of the corner of his eyes: "Is this statement true?" ”

Tong Jingjiang faced Xing Yi: "I don't think you can remove that part from the picture, right?" It's all because of your seats, and you don't let us get close, doesn't it? If you can find it in time before you paint, bring it up, and let us find someone to deal with it first, and then you can paint again, can this problem still appear? ”

Xing Yi said coldly: "The problem can't be dealt with at all. ”

"Can't handle it? Is it a piece of iron? ”

"Almost."

"Hey, look, you're making excuses again." Tong Jingjiang shook his head, "Mr. Bai, I think we should make further sure of it, so as not to make the painter have ideas." That is, arrange for a worker to come and put the high ladder on the rack and climb up to see it up close.

Tao Yundao stretched out his hand to Mr. Bai to ask for the note, Mr. Bai did not refuse, and gave it back to him, freeing his hand to protect the high ladder with Xing Yi, and looked up at the actions of the workers above.

The worker quickly looked at it and said, "It's the beginning of the reinforced concrete girder from the conference room." ”

Behind the wall is the conference room, and the head of the girder that bears the conference room space is a little too long, coming through this side of the wall.

When the workers came down, Xing Yi left the high ladder, accompanied Mr. Bai to the listening center, looked at Tong Jingjiang and asked, "Is it sure you can handle the head of the beam?" ”

Tong Jingjiang said: "Even if you can't deal with it, you have to find a way to cover it, now the whole picture is said to be very good, but it's just that pimple, it's particularly eye-catching." Young man, now, you are careless and lose Jingzhou, no wonder we are. ”

Mr. Bai said: "Director Tong means ......"

Tong Jingjiang said categorically: "This can't be blamed for us picking thorns, the problem is there, so we have to implement the agreement." ”

Shouted: "Wen Qiyi! Come out. ”

Wen Qiyi still hasn't come out.