Chapter 153: The painting style is unique
"Wan Ying'er, you see that you are so well-behaved and obedient, you should not be a loser from childhood to adulthood, of course, who in a normal family would educate a child to be a loser, so I thought of nine best solutions to your current problems!"
Li Mufeng put his hand behind his back, "Be an investor in my invention and creation, as long as you take out 780,000 yuan, I can create a profit of 78 billion yuan for you."
Heaven and Earth Bank's money?
I looked at him as if I didn't understand, "Brother Mu Feng, I don't have 780,000."
"Isn't that it?"
He sent me a red envelope with his chin, and then said, "Tsk, don't dwell on the specific amount in my mouth, it's just a small flaw in my nature, now I'll ask you, do you want to be my investor?" Invest in an exceptional project that I have tailored for you?"
Tailor-made for me?
Why are you a little panicked?
Seeing that I didn't answer, Li Mufeng looked left and right, bowed slightly to me, and looked at me seriously with his eyes behind the lenses, "As long as you are willing to invest, our previous grievances can be written off in seven strokes and make a friend, how about it?"
Seven strokes to write off?
It's a lot of work.
Besides, did he say the opposite?
I guess it's the right taste.
Thinking about it, I got up from my chair and said, "Okay, but I'm going to take a look at your excellent projects first."
Hopefully, this is a breakthrough that will strengthen the relationship.
"Come with me!"
Li Mufeng sent his hand to the east building, and welcomed me into the living room very courteously.
When I entered the door, I was surprised that the style of painting was unique.
There are not only Chinese calligraphy and paintings, but also basket targets.
That's right, there's a basketball hoop fixed to the wall.
There is also a circular target with a dart hanging underneath.
While playing shooting, while piercing darts, there is no delay.
In stark contrast is the background wall behind the sofa, next to a bold pen 'ninja word, pestle a one-meter-eight high Qinglong Yanyue knife, that 'ninja character is written how gnashing teeth, the knife body is so majestic.
What are you doing to warn yourself to put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot?
"The word is Liu Xiaowen's word, and the knife is Qian'an's knife."
Li Mufeng pushed the frame, "Qian'an just likes those things that fight and kill, unlike me, I like Sven...... You see, these ornaments are mine, aren't they beautiful?"
I nodded cooperatively, decorative ornaments?
He seemed to have dismantled my dad's motorcycle and put the different motorcycle parts in the chest of drawers on the coffee table.
Well, very personal!
I can't help but sigh in my heart, just one front hall has allowed me to see a variety of styles.
The sense of martial arts, the sense of movement, the sense of machinery, and the sense of time brought by the word forbearance.
When I went to the second floor, the layout was similar to the west building where I lived.
In terms of area alone, the east building is larger than the west building where I live, and there are many people living in the east building, and there are many miscellaneous objects.
The hallway was full of piles of miscellaneous goods, stacks of books more than one person high, bottles and cans, and various iron shelves.
Scaffolding materials similar to those used on construction sites are placed in the corridors to take up special space, and the road is getting narrower and narrower.
Li Mufeng still lives in the innermost room, and I follow sideways with caution, so as not to be scratched by the iron frame.
Passing by the door of Liu Xiaowen's room, a calligraphy was pasted on the door panel, 'If you are in a bad mood, don't disturb your idle business.'
It's written like cursive, a bit of free-spirited, self-contained flavor.
I don't know how to appreciate his calligraphy, but I can see that Liu Xiaowen's mood is not good.
The strange thing is that I didn't see Qian'an's room, "Brother Mu Feng, can't Qian'an live upstairs?"
"He lives downstairs so he can go to the backyard to exercise."
Li Mufeng found a wrench to help me open the iron frame beside me, "He went to school with you today
I didn't see him, as long as he was at home, he would go to the backyard to make sandbags, and he could practice until late every day."
I wondered, "Isn't he in the third year of junior high school, so he doesn't need to review his homework and write his homework at night?"
"What time is it?"
Li Mufeng frowned slightly, "Oh, he's going to be admitted to high school, right?"
"Well, isn't the progression stage crucial?"
I asked, "If he has to go to the backyard late after studying late at night, how can he have the energy to study?"
"Evening self-study?"
Li Mufeng laughed, "Qian'an probably didn't know that the school had evening self-study, he packed his schoolbag and wanted to leave when he heard the bell, no matter if it was the bell after class or what the bell, he had to go, whether it was Brother Hou Wumei or Brother Qi Ying, or even Brother Qi Ying's assistant in the company, they were all called to the office by the teacher to criticize because of the problem of Qian'an leaving school without permission, in their school, Qian'an is notoriously disrespectful and reckless, if it weren't for the strictness of the third master, Qian'an wouldn't want to read the book, and the dream is to be a martial artist!"
Aha~
Qian'an really has character.
I grasped another important point in hindsight, "Brother Mu Feng, what are you calling at my master?"
"Third master."
Li Mufeng responded, "Are you okay?"
Hey~ Strange, why didn't he call Cheng the sixth master, the eighth master?
"Brother Mu Feng, there are numbers in the name of Master, how can you call it accurate?"
"Nonsense!"
Li Mufeng was speechless, "Can names and numbers be confused? The third master is equivalent to my father, can you call your father's name wrong? I'm just a mouthful, not a fool!"
I nodded in understanding, and there was nothing wrong with that.
Li Mufeng once again brought the topic to Qian'an, "Don't look at that kid who is a little stunned, he has a very smart brain and is super discerning."
Super?
Seeing that I was confused, Li Mufeng continued, "What do you think Qian'an lives on? In other words, we live by the side of the third master, and when we are not yet able to support ourselves, where do we get our pocket money?"
"Master will give it."
"Of course the third master will give it, but ......."
Li Mufeng's lenses flashed, "Are you embarrassed to ask for it every day?"
I lowered my eyes, and that's where I needed to plan.
"Don't worry, the tuition and miscellaneous fees for studying and any art specialties you want to learn, as long as you call the company's finance, someone will come forward to solve it for you, you don't need to reach out to the third master if you want money, as long as the reason is right, the company is fully responsible, if you still want to have more pocket money, you can do odd jobs for the company like Xiao Wen, or you can accompany the third master to go out to fight ......evil like Qian'an."
Li Mufeng said, "As long as you follow the third master out, the third master will directly share from his own commission, Qian'an made a lot last time, and invested 80,000 yuan in me, so I said, that kid has a super good eye!"
"Eighty thousand?!"
My eyes widened, "Qian'an invested 80,000?"
Li Mufeng made an OK gesture, "That's the number, Xiao Ying'er, you can't be compared to Qian'an."
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Co-authored him and said that he was asking me for a long time!
Never mind.
I'll keep silent.
Wading through mountains and rivers to the door of his room.
Li Mufeng said before opening the door, "Xiao Ying'er, as my investor, as long as I finish applying for a patent, I can put it into large-scale production, and at that time, you will get a lot of profits!"
As soon as the door opened, the people inside rushed towards me!