Shen Yunqing didn't stay long, and left in a hurry without waiting for Jiang Wenhui to come back.

He can't accompany him to Liangchuan this time, but fortunately, Jiang Lingxi is willing to take Huzi and Changning with him, and he can rest assured.

Since he can only stay, then he will do everything that falls on his hands.

In the afternoon of the same day, Jiang Lingxi and the hotel where they had the finale banquet came, and two young people who applied for the job came.

One applied for a waiter, and the other applied for a security guard in the control room.

Because of his good performance, he was hired quickly.

The investigation was conducted in an orderly manner.

When Jiang Wenhui got home from work, she saw an extra suitcase in the living room.

"Your sister is back?"

"Well, I came back in the morning, and my brother-in-law also came, but I left after lunch."

When Jiang Wenhui heard this, she directly reached out to the back of her son's head.

"Why don't you give me a call?"

Jiang Lingxu rubbed the back of his head, which had been beaten to the ground, "Don't you always be allowed to bring your mobile phone to work, and you have to receive my call!" ”

Jiang Wenhui thought about it, "Then how do you eat at noon?" ”

The son can only cook noodles, and the daughter doesn't expect it, could it be that the son-in-law made it?

My son-in-law doesn't look like a cook!

"When my brother-in-law came, I brought lunch, and my sister specially explained it."

Jiang Wenhui: "......"

It's rare to come over for a meal and bring food, she really doesn't know what to say.

"Where's your sister, in the bedroom?"

"Well, after eating, I went back to the bedroom to rest. I guess I was tired a while ago, and I have to go to Liangchuan tomorrow to continue filming, so it's a day off today. ”

Jiang Wenhui was originally going to go to her daughter's room to have a look, but she paused.

"Let's go, come with me to the supermarket to buy some ingredients, and I'll cook a few more dishes in the evening."

"It's not a restaurant yet."

Jiang Wenhui: "......"

I really can't ask for this demolition son!

When Jiang Lingxi woke up, Jiang Wenhui had just come back from shopping for vegetables with her son.

"Mom."

"Wake up," I haven't seen her for a few months, Jiang Wenhui is much rarer to her daughter than her son, and she reached out and took out a lot of snacks from her shopping bag and put them on the coffee table, "Eat something first." ”

He grabbed his son who wanted to slip away, "You go and help me wash the vegetables and peel the garlic." ”

"This is a different treatment...... Jiang Lingxu muttered in his mouth, and his feet still obediently followed into the kitchen.

Jiang Lingxi picked a box of yogurt and dug it with a small spoon to eat, and slipped to the kitchen door, "Xiao Xu said that my dad is investing with others, Mom, do you know?" ”

"I know," Jiang Wenhui didn't stop, replying to her daughter's words while working, "Your father, this spirit has not disappeared, and he still wants to toss his career again." During this time, I was very active with Lao Liu, and I went out early and returned late. I don't know what they do, but I don't think he's drinking anymore, and he still uses the money he saved, so he just let him go. ”

Speak of the devil.

Jiang Lingxi heard the knock on the door, and was aiming at the yogurt box in his hand and throwing it into the trash, when he turned his head to look, he saw a red face.

Jiang Runcheng was really stunned, "Xiaoxi is back." ”

"Dad." Jiang Lingxi shouted, and then looked at the middle-aged man who walked in behind.

Jiang Runcheng noticed his daughter's gaze, "Forget it, this is your Uncle Liu, come over for a light meal." ”

"Uncle Liu is good."

Liu Chengcheng held a slightly chubby and kind face, "Xiaoxi is really a female college eighteen, I heard your father say that she is a big star now, and I don't dare to recognize it if I want to walk on the street." ”

Jiang Runcheng suddenly had pride on his face and modesty on his lips, "What star is not a star, he is a junior at home." ”

Jiang Lingxi smiled, "Eat with a mouthful." ”

When people sat down in the living room, Jiang Lingxi, as a junior, made a pot of tea and sent it over.

Then he asked as if unintentionally: "Dad, listen to Mom, are you investing with Uncle Liu?" ”

"Well," Jiang Runcheng nodded, he wanted to say that it was none of your children's business, but when he looked at his daughter's eyes, he suddenly realized that his daughter was already older, "Recently, your Uncle Liu has taken a fancy to a new track, I listened to his analysis, and I also feel that there is a lot to be done." ”

"What track?"

Liu Chengyun looked at the little girl's curious appearance, and his fingers couldn't help rubbing on the teacup, "It's a high-end art." In the past few years, this aspect was tepid, but now that everyone is getting richer and richer, they have begun to pursue the pursuit of higher quality. Eating and dressing are no longer satisfied, and then there is art, after all, the style is more elegant. ”

Seeing that Jiang Lingxi listened carefully, he continued to talk freely, "But art is a thing, the benevolent see the benevolent and the wise see the wise, in the final analysis, fame and value are directly proportional." The more famous he is, the higher his value, and the higher the maneuverable space. ”

thought of the girl's profession in front of her, "It's similar to you being a star, now there are fewer and fewer people who purely look at acting skills, and acting skills are not as good as being famous, and fame represents market value." When I say that, my niece understands? ”

Jiang Lingxi smiled and nodded, "So, the investment that Uncle Liu is talking about is to amplify the fame of a work of art, enhance its value, invest in the early stage, and make profits in the later stage?" ”

Liu Chengyun laughed, "It seems that my niece is also a business material, just a little bit of it." ”

Of course, there must be a lot of twists and turns, and there are even some risks, but there is no need to tell such a little girl.

Jiang Lingxi didn't feel fresh either.

This kind of thing has happened since ancient times.

Good art is hard to come by.

But the premise is that this thing is really good, and not pseudo-art that has been forcibly lifted.

As for Uncle Liu, who came as a guest today, Jiang Lingxi has reservations about this person.

The perception of art is good, and now more and more people are pursuing this elegance.

But if you forcibly pile up a so-called work of art for profit, it will be a bit unconscionable.

"Uncle Liu should already have something promising and very good, right?"

Although Lao Jiang has always wanted to make a lot of money, he is not led by the nose without any brains.

Unless this Uncle Liu makes him feel that this track is absolutely feasible.

"It's calligraphy and painting," Seeing Lao Liu talking to his daughter, but his genuine father couldn't interject, Jiang Runcheng finally spoke in front of Lao Liu, and took out his mobile phone to click on the photo album, "Xiaoxi, look at it, it's these calligraphy and paintings, ancient and contemporary, they may not be worth much now, but when the fame comes up, the value can be increased tenfold and hundredfold." ”

Liu Chengyun subconsciously wanted to stop it, those photos were just a hook for Jiang Runcheng, how could outsiders know.

But after thinking about it, Jiang Lingxi, this girl is also a little star, I heard that the Jiang family didn't even go to college after the bankruptcy, and her knowledge is estimated to be average, and she shouldn't know anything about calligraphy and painting.

It doesn't hurt to take a look.

Thinking of this, the old god took a sip of tea.

This tea is very good.

Jiang Lingxi took Jiang Runcheng's old mobile phone, which was still a little blurry, clicked on it, looked at it a few times and zoomed in, and looked at it carefully again.

In the end, I decided that I didn't appreciate it.

"Did you buy all of this?"

Jiang Runcheng waved his hand, "Then how can there be so much money, we are cooperating with art companies and those collectors and artists, and then divide the accounts later." As far as I have the money I have, I'll take a small head. The tone was regrettable.

The more you invest, the more you earn. But if you lose, you will naturally lose more.

But as Lao Liu introduced to him, isn't this a proper way to make money!

Liu Chengyun took a sip of tea, leaned back on the sofa, and was full of confidence and spirit, "My niece has heard of Anfeng Culture and Art Company, no, our emperor has a private calligraphy and painting museum in Nachuan, and he should know it, that Mr. Zhang Nachuan is the most well-known contemporary calligraphy and painting artist, and the company was opened by his own son, and it is this in the art world, the absolute leader." Even if you Uncle Liu, me and your father follow behind to drink soup, it's all fat soup! ”

Jiang Lingxi: "......"

She wanted to know if Mr. Zhang knew about these businesses that he was doing.

Although it doesn't matter if a businessman is really an art or not, as long as he can make a profit from it.

But as far as the old man Zhang doesn't tolerate sand in his eyes, if you know that your eldest son is doing this kind of business that is suspected of blaspheming art, will he be so angry that one Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven?