For Qingyou's art exhibition, Zhou Han personally commanded the layout of the hotel, as well as some celebrities in Australia, he personally invited, this exhibition must be held in a hurry, to complete Qingyou's wishes.

The oil paintings of the western United States were placed in the corresponding positions, Zhou Han looked at the paintings in a daze, he never knew that a painting also knew what joy, anger and sorrow were, as if there was life.

Qingyou's brushstrokes are delicate and full, the protagonists in each painting have different expressions, from their expressions can be seen in the delicate heart of the painter, she integrates her seven emotions and six desires into the painting, a painting records a story, a mood.

"Qingyou, your exhibition will definitely be a sensation!" Zhou Han did not hesitate to praise.

"Then thank you for letting Tianhan Hotel out, Tianhan's popularity is much better than my paintings~" Qingyou smiled calmly, "Zhou Han, thank you!" ”

"Qingyou, to me, you don't have to say thank you, as long as you can be happy, I am willing to do anything!" Zhou Han looked sincere.

"Hehe..."Qingyou was still smiling, but only she knew the pain in her heart.

"Wow~~~" Yang Yifeng walked into the hall, "Yes, it's like that!" Qingyou, you have worked hard in the past five years! He was also impressed by Qingyou's paintings.

Qingyou, "Why are you here, don't you have to go to work?" Bosses skip shifts, and so do employees? ”

Yang Yifeng, "Yes, the upper beam is not right and the lower beam is crooked, president, don't deduct my salary!" ”

Zhou Han, "Call you to be open-mouthed, come and help!" Put these paintings on the shelves and be careful! ”

Qingyou, "You two came out to help, isn't Tianhan the only thing left in Zhou Yang?" Isn't he going to die of exhaustion! ”

Yang Yifeng glanced at Zhou Han, deliberately amplified his voice and said, "He's happy, he's extremely efficient!" He whispered in Zhou Han's ear, "He hit it off with the president's little secretary!" ”

Zhou Han turned his head and glanced at him, "You can't spit out ivory in your dog's mouth~"

"Oh, Qingyou, can this dog in your painting spit out ivory? Look at how fierce it looks! Yang Yifeng pointed to the police dog painted by Qingyou.

Zhou Han glared at him and strangled his neck with his arm, "Help~~~" Yang Yifeng deliberately shouted, but in fact, Zhou Han didn't use his strength at all.

"You two don't make trouble," Xia Qingyou watched the two of them play around, as if returning to the time when the three of them played together when they were children, "This police dog is a great hero, it has successfully found dangerous objects in many terrorist missions, and it is better than all of you!" ”

"No wonder, it has a gold medal around its neck~" Yang Yifeng looked carefully at the police dog in the painting, and suddenly said a blood-spurting word, "Zhou Han, we are not even as good as beasts!" ”

Yang Yifeng's joke made everyone laugh, and Zhou Han couldn't help but feel a little comforted in his heart, if only Qingyou could be so happy all the time.

After dinner, Zhou Han drove a BMW to the "Summer Flowers" store, and was busy preparing for the art exhibition in the past few days, but he didn't see Xia Xia, and I don't know how she is.

Zhou Han parked the car on the side of the road and walked straight into the flower shop, "Uncle and aunt!" ”。

"Hey, President Zhou is here!" When Master Ning saw Zhou Han coming in, he hurriedly poked Xia Xia, who was dozing off beside him, and whispered in her ear, "Daughter, your boss is here!" ”

"Huh?" Xia Xia instinctively raised her head, her eyes half-squinted, she couldn't figure out the situation.

Zhou Han stepped forward, grabbed her shoulders, and lifted her up with a force.

"Ah~~~" Xia Xia got her feet off the ground, startled, and the sleepy insects all ran away, "Zhou Han, it's you, let me down!" ”

"Are you tired of going to work? Dozing off so early? Zhou Han put her down, his hand still on her shoulder.

"Ahem," Ning Dashi coughed lightly, "Xia Xia, please go upstairs for a cup of tea, there is no place to sit below." ”

"Dad, no need, he's very busy, right away..."

"Okay, thank you, uncle!" Zhou Han interrupted Xia Xia's words and pulled her to the stairs inside.