"Isn't it hot?" Song Qiwen looked at her fair face, his cheeks flushed with heat, and he said with a smile while lifting the stand-up collar of his two-button business polo shirt.

The zipper of Gu Yingqing's sports jacket was pulled to the top, covering her neck tightly, and her long hair was still draped, and Song Qiwen felt hot when she looked at her.

Gu Yingqing pretended to shrug his shoulders helplessly, and skillfully resolved: "Okay, in fact, I'm afraid of tanning and sunburn. It's useless to just apply sunscreen in such areas with strong UV rays, you have to layer physical sunscreen."

"Physical sunscreen?"

"Well, just try not to expose your skin to the sun." Gu Yingqing's usual sunscreen is not so exaggerated, and he responds to special situations, "Do you know the facekini?"

Song Qiwen shook his head.

"It's a kind of sunscreen mask, wear it on your face."

Song Qiwen's face obviously flashed with incomprehension.

He understands that girls love beauty and are afraid of tanning, but he thinks it's okay to soak up some sunlight once in a while, and it's too extreme to wrap yourself in a hot day.

Gu Yingqing went out to play with Jin Yuyin one summer, and when she saw Jin Yuyin wearing a face kini, her expression was no better than Song Yiwen at the moment.

Gu Yingqing successfully deviated from the topic, making Song Qiwen give up the idea of letting her "loosen her neckline".

When he returned the same way, Gu Yingqing wanted to buy all the way back, bought a lot of local specialties, and used them for food and play, and in the end, he was full of hands, and became one of the outsiders who were slaughtered one after another.

Song Qiwen also bought a lot with her, but in the end, the two had no hands to carry, so they had to ask the store to help them send them to the parking lot.

When she was going to the hotel in the provincial capital tonight, she placed an order and sent it back to Nanjiang, and it was really inconvenient to bring so many things on the plane.

Song Qiwen found a driver to unlock the car and stuffed large and small shopping bags into the trunk.

Gu Yingqing saw Li Fangchang at this time, and he didn't know where he came from.

Li Fangchang saw her and greeted her with a smile like an ordinary colleague: "Gu Zhu."

Gu Yingqing pretended to be surprised while putting things down and asked, "When did you arrive?"

Li Fangchang couldn't help laughing, but he still replied very professionally: "Last night, Mr. Cheng went to the provincial capital today, I have to go over in advance, so I won't come with you."

Both of them felt that each other's drama was very fake, and when Gu Yingqing thought of what Li Fangchang did for Cheng Yuesheng this time, he probably also knew what was between her and Cheng Yuesheng.

Gu Yingqing didn't know how much Li Fangchang knew about her, maybe she was probably the kind of female employee who would do anything to climb up in Li Fangchang's eyes.

The other party is obviously like a mirror, and he wants to accompany her to play dumb riddles here.

Thinking of this, she couldn't hold her face a little and hurriedly said goodbye.

The team set off to return to the provincial capital in the afternoon, Gu Yingqing did not have a sore body, especially his waist and legs, and he walked around all morning, but he was too weak to do it, and he fell asleep when he got in the car.

When she returned to the hotel, she immediately washed her hair and showered, changed into fresh clothes, and it wasn't long before dinner.

She made an appointment with Song Jiewen to send a courier together.

There were a lot of things, so he came to the door of her room and waited, moved the things down together, and waited for the courier in the corner of the hotel lobby.

When Gu Yingqing came back, he saw the signage at the door, and learned that there was a large-scale provincial meeting today, as well as a government press conference, and men and women in formal clothes could be seen coming in and out everywhere.

When the courier was packing, Song Qiwen said one thing: "The senior brother who held the charity art exhibition told me that someone is interested in your paintings, because you only have one painting in the exhibition, and it has already been sold, so I want to ask you if you can produce another painting? It doesn't matter, my brother is working with a curator to prepare a themed exhibition, and when the time comes, he wants to invite you to participate in the exhibition, and the income from the paintings you sell will go to you."

After listening to this, Gu Yingqing did not immediately express his position.

The last time her painting was sold for one million, Gu Yingqing was always a little uneasy in her heart.

Somehow, she thought of the trade in the circle that used art to buy and sell to make money.

But this kind of art exhibition in the name of "charity" should not be so blatant, right? And the senior brother who listened to Song Zhiwen talk about is now also a well-known artist.

"Think about it." Gu Yingqing said perfunctorily, and asked Song Qiwen curiously, "By the way, how did you get in touch with that senior brother?"

"He looked for me, in fact, I may not have been in touch with him for a long time, it should be that he searched for the alumni in the friend list and friends in the circle for this exhibition." Song Qiwen hugged his hands and laughed, "People invited me, and I was embarrassed not to say anything, I asked my friend to buy me a painting that day."

Gu Yingqing asked casually, "How much did you buy it?"

"Twenty thousand."

Gu Yingqing breathed a sigh of relief, maybe she really thought too much.

Song Jiwen found her expression very intriguing, and quipped, "What's wrong? Do you think it's less than your million? Senior Brother Song is a salaryman, and the money is not blown by the wind, so it is okay to be a favor, but no matter how much it is, it is a little unaffordable."

He said and pretended to wipe his sweat.

Gu Yingqing was amused by him, and hurriedly said, "I didn't mean that."

Song Qiwen didn't mention the matter of letting her paint and the next exhibition, but talked about the provincial banquet that she could have with their leaders of Dexin today.

The hotel is divided into the South Building and the East Building, the South Building is the VIP Building, as the name suggests, dedicated to receiving VIPs and holding important meetings.

There are a total of 11 bars and restaurants in the hotel, and three provincial restaurants are located in the VIP building.

They all lived in the East Building.

When sending the courier, the project team leader was taking people to the VIP building, and when he saw the two of them, he urged them to hurry up.

Gu Yingqing and Song Qiwen didn't catch their elevator and waited for the next one.

When he got to the third floor, the elevator door opened, and more than a dozen people were waiting outside to come in, and Gu Yingqing saw the three people in front of the station at a glance.

Cheng Yuesheng stood next to a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes, and the two of them smiled and made a gesture, "Mr. Cheng, please."

The funny thing is that the two are older and are also considered high-powered.

Cheng Yuesheng was not so crazy that he was arrogant, he gave three points and entered the elevator after the two of them.

These two, Gu Yingqing and Song Qiwen didn't know each other, and both of them only greeted Mr. Cheng.

Cheng Yuesheng bowed his head slightly and introduced the two sides.

Gu Yingqing learned that one of these two people was a government leader, and the other was the chairman of Luqiao.

mentioned that Song Justin was the architectural designer of the theme hotel, and the two immediately greeted Song Justin.

Gu Yingqing, a small character, shook hands with people and said hello, and stood in the corner of the car with interest.

As she took a step back, her shoulder brushed against a man's arm, and she looked up to meet his slightly lowered gaze.