This boss is Xiang Liangran.

Wen Shengsheng didn't stop the credit: "This guest should be yours, I'm just reminding you." ”

If you sell something, you will get a commission, but Wen Shengsheng doesn't want it.

That's a lot of money.

Bite!

A message came from the mobile phone, and Wen Shengsheng left without saying anything.

Office.

Gu Wei took out the portrait directly and put it in front of Xiang Jinghe.

"This painting is really full of twists and turns when I bought it today."

Xiang Jinghe frowned, not quite understanding this person: "I don't have any interest in painting. ”

Gu Wei naturally knew.

But today, I must say: "I bought this from your aunt's studio, and I wanted to buy a picture of Shou Tao at that time, but Mrs. Xiang found that something was wrong and helped me change the painting." ”

Xiang Jinghe's hand to sign the contract tightened.

"What do you mean by mentioning her?"

Meaning, Gu Wei is naturally interesting.

The corners of his mouth are hooked, as if reminiscing.

"I haven't seen it with my own eyes before, but I just feel that it is completely not enough to be worthy of you as a woman without any connotation."

"But today I found something that people didn't know about."

"Mrs. Xiang is full of poetry and books, and she has this ability, and she works under Aunt Liangran's hands······"

Thinking of Wen Shengsheng's eyes swirling in the painting, Gu Wei admitted that his heart was about to be hooked.

A beautiful woman restrains herself on weekdays, but if she is in bed, she doesn't know what kind of style it is!

Since Xiang Jing doesn't-

Gu Wei took a puff of cigarette and said slowly: "Since you don't have feelings for her, otherwise when the child is born, throw it at my house, I can play with this kind of goods for a few months."

"Bang!"

The inkstone was smashed against the fine ceramics, and a violent sound erupted.

Gu Wei was taken aback, and the cigarette in his hand was forced to be choked.

Xiang Jinghe didn't move, but his eyes swept the broken pen inkstone on the ground, and raised his eyebrows: "Do you want it?"

"Anyway, you don't want to, if you return to the Wen family, you still have to be taken away by the Lin family."

"The Lin family... Heh, none of them are dead set on now. ”

Xiang Jinghe's voice was low and muddy, quenching thousands of years of ice.

Gu Wei couldn't look directly at such a Xiang Jinghe.

"What's wrong... Don't you want to? ”

I don't know which of Xiang Jinghe's reverse scales was touched by this sentence, and those dark pupils swept over Gu Wei.

Gu Wei inexplicably had a feeling of being sent to the guillotine.

"If you want it, you take it."

Gu Wei was overjoyed in his heart, and heard again:

"Then we have to see if you can withstand the blow of the Xiang family."

Gu Wei slowly put away the 50 million paintings, and he was reluctant to do so.

"Could it be that you will fall in love with a woman who is married?"

After Xiang Jinghe left, he remembered the scene he saw this morning.

Wen Shengsheng was lying on the bed, because of the struggle, he exposed a small half of his white and tender waist, and some of the complexion raised by the Xiang family disappeared for some reason, without any warning.

Suddenly, the woman pronounced one sentence after another in that fragile, fragile tone.

He seems, reluctantly?

Amusing!

On the other side, Wen Shengsheng drove to an ancient town in the south of the Yangtze River.

Xiang Liangran smiled at Wen Shengsheng.

"Coming today? On the first day, I let you have such a hard work, so why should Xiang Jing talk about me later. ”

"Auntie, he won't pay attention to me."

Wen Shengsheng said calmly.

This time, I came here to buy an antique.

It comes from a table 300 years ago.

Wen Shengsheng asked: "Do we personally come to the house to receive each of our acquisitions?"

Xiang Liangran nodded: "Yes, but we have no way to be sure, what we found ourselves is also the source." Just make sure the thing is real. ”

Wen Shengsheng muttered this sentence.

Shouldn't it be an antique recovered from Qiao's house?

Maybe somewhere else?

It doesn't have to be a direct transaction here.

She felt like she had got to the point, and she was so happy!

"Can I follow me later?"