The woman's heart was occupied by Murong Shu, and the shame of being humiliated made her insist on her own conditions, "Everything that came out of your company is the same, just one Fei Yuan, and it was taken away by someone last time, and you also saw it today, people look better than when they were here." ”

Sister Qian didn't want to mention Fei Yuan anymore, and wanted to dispel the idea of a woman.

"But this is not my person, I can't be the master, you change it."

A weird smile appeared on the woman's face, and she lowered her voice and spit out a few words from her mouth, "It's not easy, find a way to get people to the hotel, I just need to be on fire for one night, men, there is no loss in this regard." ”

Sister Qian slapped the table, "This is absolutely not good, this is a kidnapping, the matter is big, everyone has to finish it." ”

No matter what the woman said, Sister Qian resolutely did not spit out, and the two parted unhappily.

The filming was obstructed, Ling Miao was thinking about how to find a breakthrough, it was impossible to go back to Ling Miao's house for help, it would be too embarrassing.

I accidentally glanced at the paintings hanging on the wall, and a flash of inspiration flashed in my mind, didn't that old Fu painter say that there are people in the literary circle!

By the way, he also left his contact information for himself.

Ling Miao jumped up from the sofa excitedly to check Fu Lao's contact information, startling Fei Yuan beside her.

Ling Miao began to search on the Internet to see Fu Lao's recent movements.

God really help her, Fu Lao still has an art exhibition to be held in the near future, Ling Miao snapped her fingers excitedly, and called Murong Shu to customize a dress for herself to participate in the art exhibition.

On the day of the exhibition, Ling Miao dressed up to attend, she looked a little heroic, wearing a properly cut skirt, and was attracted everyone's attention as soon as she entered.

Fu Lao wanted to see a lot of people one day, and he was happy to leave a message for her at that time, and he never saw him again.

He is a person who is obsessed with painting and does not use the Internet much, and does not pay any attention to these disturbances on the Internet.

When Ling Miao greeted him, he couldn't remember who it was!

Ling Miao immediately mentioned the few paintings she had bought and praised them vigorously.

"The picture of the horse I bought from you last time is now hanging in my living room, and my friends have praised me for my good vision and your high level of painting."

As soon as she said this, Fu Lao finally remembered, and his white eyebrows rose with his smile, "It's Ling Xiaoyou!" ”

Ling Miao's face immediately showed a very honored expression.

"You still remember me, I thought you had forgotten me, to tell you, I set up a company by myself, I want to choose a few more paintings today, with your paintings in charge, my company will definitely be like a tiger, and the money is rolling."

Fu Lao was praised by her and laughed heartily.

She accompanied Fu Lao to admire the paintings on display one by one, and humbly asked for advice on the stories behind the paintings.

In this exhibition, there is a painting of Fu Lao nostalgic for his life when he was young.

When Ling Miao saw this painting, he froze and stopped moving forward.

"This is where you fought when you were younger, right?"

Fu Lao also stopped, his eyes full of memories, looking at the painting in front of him.

"Yes, I was only in my twenties at that time, and I was bent on building the motherland well."

Elder Fu was talking over there, Ling Miao nodded frequently, few young people nowadays are willing to listen to the older generation talk about this.

Ling Miao is the opposite, because of her family background, she especially likes to listen to the elderly tell these stories of the past, and it is also these stories that have established the correct three views for her.

Ling Miao not only cooperated, but also interjected, and occasionally mentioned what major events had happened that year.

The more Fu Lao talked with her, the more speculative he became, and he actually felt a little forgetful.

As she spoke, Ling Miao's words changed.

"The present and the past cannot be compared, let's just say that my newly established company wants to make a film to reflect the social atmosphere, but it is blocked by others."

As soon as she said this, Fu Lao picked up the conversation casually, "Tell me something." ”

"I won't mention this matter, I'm just bald, you see today's art exhibition, when you are happy, let's talk about this later."

Old Fu was stubborn, "You just treat me as an elder in the family." ”

"Then I'll tell you, in the current entertainment industry, the old traditions have been lost, I just want to make a movie to expose their bad habits, but unfortunately I can't even get a certificate."

"Don't worry, I'll help you ask about it when you get back." Fu Lao didn't blindly agree, but giving such a promise had already made Ling Miao happy in his heart.

"Thank you so much, can you see if you can cut my love for this painting and let me collect it."

Ling Miao didn't say anything more, and the topic immediately turned to the painting.

"I wanted to keep this painting, I won't sell it if I change someone, I'll give it to you today."

Fu Lao was in a happy mood, and he didn't want to take any money.

"The value of art can only be most intuitively reflected with money, this is not money, this is the embodiment of your value."

In the end, Ling Miao still bought the painting at a high price, and went home to wait for the news.

Fu Lao made a phone call here, don't look at him painting now, opening an art exhibition, this is just his retirement life.

I was also a person with an official position before.

"I have a little friend surnamed Ling, she wants to make a movie and get a certificate, why do you want to obstruct it?"

The person answering the phone was confused.

"Don't be angry, I'll ask, these little things are handled by special people, don't worry, if it's not a big deal, the license will be approved soon."

"This atmosphere in your circle has not been very good, it should have been rectified a long time ago, I can see the film that Ling Xiaoyou wants to make."

The person who answered the phone touched the sweat on his head and nodded his head again and again.

Fu Lao was his boss's boss before he retired, but his connections are still there, and other people's children are still there, so he really can't afford to mess with him.

Ling Miao naturally didn't know all this, she was now concerned about another matter.

Murong Shu went to visit his mother in the hospital, but strangely did not come back on time.

"Miss Ling, do you want to pay for the money you went out to buy things in the afternoon?"

The chef in charge of buying vegetables in the kitchen came to her.

Ling Miao, who was lying on the rattan chair on the lawn in the courtyard comfortably closing her eyes and blowing the wind, was stunned by the question, she didn't open her eyes, and said casually, "Why did these things come to me?" Go find Steward Murong. ”

"Steward Murong is not here!"

came to her to tell her about this, and the person was also very worried, but he didn't buy vegetables, what would he eat at night?

"Steward Murong went to visit his mother in the hospital in the morning and said that he would come back at noon, but no one has been seen until now."

"Call!"

"I did, but no one answered."

The situation is not right, Murong Shu has always been conscientious as a housekeeper, even if he went to see his mother, he took care of everything before going out, and there has never been such a thing as saying that he would come back but disappear.