She didn't raise her head, and the pen fell naturally, "One piece? ”

He Jiao shook his index finger, "No! It's three! However, the average price is not high. ”

At the end, she sighed slightly, "If we are all like the last time Boss Zhang was generous, then the two of us will be rich." ”

Zhou Qingruo: "It's very good to be able to sell." ”

When the studio first opened, it didn't sell a painting for two or three months, but fortunately it didn't last long.

If it weren't for her painting, He Jiao really wanted to poke her in the head.

Not self-motivated at all!

He Jiao: "Ruoruo, your requirements for yourself are too low, I think you still have room for development, for example, Xie Shao asked you to come to paint, although there was no precedent before, but his price was high, haven't you always been short of money?" What a great opportunity! ”

"You make me think."

Zhou Qingruo was still careless, as if he didn't take it to heart.

He Jiao had no choice, pouted, "Okay!" If you think about it, if you think about it, it's not a small amount. ”

*

After working a few extra shifts in the evening, Zhou Qingruo finally completed the snow scene.

Xie Yanzhi has not contacted her in the past few days, as if she is missing, and the chat record in the WeChat dialog box is still stuck in what she said that night.

In the afternoon, Zhou Qingruo packed the snow scene, took a taxi at the door of the studio, and went straight to Boss Zeng's private club.

He Jiao was originally going to go with her, but she was temporarily escorted on a blind date.

There was some traffic jam on the road, and when Zhou Qingruo arrived, it was already an hour later, and the weather had changed from the initial sunshine to dark and oppressive.

As soon as she walked into the floating house, raindrops the size of beans fell.

Zhou Qingruo glanced at the sudden heavy rain and was glad that he was in a good time.

In a trance, she seemed to see a familiar figure,

"It's Miss Zhou! Our boss is already waiting for you. As soon as I arrived at the door, a beautiful woman wearing a cheongsam stepped forward.

Zhou Qingruo was slightly stunned, turned his head to look at the visitor, "I am!" ”

After she finished speaking, she looked up at the place where she had been, and the figure was gone.

It's as if it never existed.

"Miss Zhou, please come with me!" The cheongsam beauty smiled and made a gesture of please.

Zhou Qingruo said "um" lightly and followed.

*

Xie Yanzhi stood by the floor-to-ceiling window.

A cigarette was held between slender and beautiful fingers, and gray-white smoke rose up, blurring the dark and deep eyes.

A beautiful woman intrudes into his field of vision.

It's her?!

Coming here to deliver a painting?

Xie Yanzhi extinguished the cigarette between his fingers and looked sideways at Zeng Zhaoyan, "You made an appointment with a friend?" ”

Zeng Zhaoyan smiled, "I ordered a snow scene map in a studio before, and it happened to be delivered at this time, and you can help me with the staff officer in a while." ”

Xie Yanzhi raised his eyebrows lightly, "I don't know anything about art. ”

"Xie Shao, you don't know anything about art, you should still know a few points about women!" Zeng Zhaoyan smiled mysteriously, "Miss Zhou, who paints this painting, looks so beautiful, my philology is not very good, I can't describe it, you can see for yourself later." ”

Xie Yanzhi's eyes darkened, and the corners of his mouth hooked coldly, "The drunkard doesn't mean to drink?" ”

Zeng Zhaoyan laughed even more, "Xie Shao, what you said!" Of course, if Miss Zhou is willing, I will naturally not disappoint the beauty. ”

Xie Yanzhi: "Yan Fu is not shallow! ”

The voice fell, and there was a knock on the door outside.

"Miss Zhou, our boss is inside, just go in by yourself." After the cheongsam beauty finished speaking, she turned around and left.

Zhou Qingruo pursed her lips and raised her eyes to look at the closed door in front of her.

Wait a minute, push the door in.