Since Ji Kexin agreed, then Mo Xiaoyu can contact Lang Jianbai, so as not to have long nights and dreams. Mo Xiaoyu is just a marionette now. In front of these foxes, he can't hide his little thoughts.
Don't hide if you can't hide it. The more you clean yourself up, the more others will trust you. That's what Mo Xiaoyu thinks.
Mo Xiaoyu went to the museum where Lang Jianbai was. He saw that Mo Xiaoyu came to the door in person, so he took Mo Xiaoyu to his side of the basement quietly. He thought it was the safest place.
"What? Figured it out?" Lang Jianbai asked.
"What can I do if I can't figure it out, it's not easy for me to get along now, I don't want to just ruin it like this." Mo Xiaoyu said sadly.
"Well, let me tell you, as long as you follow me, I guarantee that you will be much better than working with that bitch. If you have any difficulties, I can help you solve them. If you are short of money, although I don't have many here, I can also help you." It is enough to help you solve some of the difficulties, you just need to quietly find out where she hid those things." Although Lang Jianbai promised a lot of benefits, none of them could be implemented, and they were all making money for Mo Xiaoyu.
"Okay, but I have a condition." Mo Xiaoyu said that he had figured it out when he came here, if he acted like Lei Feng did good deeds, only for giving and not expecting anything in return, it would be no wonder that Lang Jian could believe him.
"Conditions? Tell me, I knew you were such an easy fool." Lang Jianbai said so in his mouth, but he was very happy in his heart. He was thinking just now, if this kid doesn't want anything, and he is simply afraid that he will tell Ji Kexin about the recording, then this kid can't be trusted. If the interests demanded, I would not believe him.
"After I find those things, I want one-third. However, I don't choose, you can choose the rest and give me the rest, how about it?" Mo Xiaoyu blushed, as if he had found those things. .
"OK, no problem". Lang Jianbai thought about it and said.
For the two of them, those things are still the moon in the sky, no matter how much they promise each other, it is useless, and what is the point of promising more things that have not been obtained?
"How did you get out?" Lang Jianbai asked.
"Don't mention it, no, let me sign up for chef training and go back to cook for her. I'm almost becoming a nanny." Mo Xiaoyu said angrily.
"Hmph, this woman's biggest hobby is to instruct others to do this and that, just wait, I will be behind when I enslave you." Lang Jianbai said with a sneer.
"Uh, Mr. Lang, you are also my senior. I heard that you have been together for more than ten years. Then tell me how she enslaved you?" Mo Xiaoyu also continued Lang Jianbai's words. Say, but don't realize it's really wrong to ask, have you ever seen the current and ex-husband discuss a woman they used together? How crazy is that?
Lang Jianbai's old eyes were dim, and his eyes were cloudy, but he glanced at Mo Xiaoyu coldly, and the meaning was obvious, you boy is so perverted.
"Forget it, pretend I didn't say it." Mo Xiaoyu said embarrassingly.
"Come, let's have a toast to wish our cooperation success." Lang Jianbai took out the wine bottle and said.
"I'm still drinking. It's in broad daylight. Hey, don't use your cup. I'll use this cup. I drank it last time and felt good." Seeing Lang Jianbai pouring wine into his own cup again, Mo Xiaoyu seemed to want to drink it for Mo Xiaoyu, so Mo Xiaoyu quickly took out the cup he used last time from the back shelf.
Lang Jianbai didn't take it seriously. What he's happiest now is that he found a traitor like Mo Xiaoyu, so that he can get closer to those paintings. Thinking that he is getting closer and closer to success, he feels very happy .
"Hey, that's a good word, did you write it?" Mo Xiaoyu asked while holding a wine glass, looking at a banner on the painting table.
"I wrote it last night, and I'm not very satisfied. Do you understand this stuff?" Lang Jianbai asked.
"I don't really understand, I just think it looks good." Mo Xiaoyu told the truth.
Human is a very strange animal. Before that, all the leaders in Lang Jianbai's unit met were obsessed with creation, but they were unsmiling and didn't deal with people easily. But since they had a kind of relationship with Mo Xiaoyu After the secrets they all know, Lang Jianbai is actually a very talkative person, and he is a good teacher, otherwise he would not go to the TV station to do treasure appraisal programs.
"Look at the writing on the opposite side." Lang Jianbai said to Mo Xiaoyu.
"Well, it's not quite the same, the traces of imitation are too heavy, and the charm is a bit lacking." Mo Xiaoyu seemed to understand it very well. Facing what Lang Jianbai wrote and the picture hanging on the opposite wall,The word ?? can be discussed at first glance.
"You kid still knows Shen Yun, since what you said is so good, please write one and let me see." Lang Jianbai felt very annoyed when he said Shen Yun to a layman like Mo Xiaoyu. I have been writing for decades, but I dare not say anything about Shen Yun. You kid actually uttered wild words.
Mo Xiaoyu didn't know where the courage came from, he drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, put the wine glass on the painting table, picked up a piece of good rice paper and spread it out, picked up the wolf hair that was placed in the inkstone next to it, and even took the pen His posture was not correct, and when Lang Jianbai was about to stop it, Mo Xiaoyu's pen had already landed on the snow-white rice paper.
Mo Xiaoyu was still the same, he didn't look at his writing, but only looked at the words hanging on the opposite wall, but as if with the help of a god, he wrote four big characters in one stroke. When he finished writing the first word, Lang Jianbai His complexion has already changed, Mo Xiaoyu wrote too fast, before he had time to read carefully, Mo Xiaoyu had already finished writing, even though the posture of holding the pen was not correct, the written words were as if they were copied from the original.
Lang Jianbai looked at the original handwriting on the opposite side, and then at Mo Xiaoyu's masterpiece in his hand, he couldn't help but sighed sincerely, "You boy is such a genius, you really haven't learned how to write?"
"I haven't learned it before, but it shouldn't be difficult to follow it." At this time, Mo Xiaoyu was already a little tipsy, but he picked up the wine bottle and poured himself another glass. It felt really good to drink from this wine glass.
Lang Jianbai looked at Mo Xiaoyu thoughtfully, but he didn't say anything, he just looked at the words, almost all the bottle of wine went into Mo Xiaoyu's stomach, and he felt the pain in his stomach. It was warm, and my mind seemed to have entered a strange world. This place seemed to be a tower with a pointed top and a round bottom, but no matter how it looked, it looked like the wine jug I saw on the ancient rack. I drank it myself. How did a few glasses of wine end up in the jug?
Mo Xiaoyu was taken aback, when he heard someone calling him, he slowly opened his eyes and found that it was Lang Jianbai who was slapping his face. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com