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Fang Haocheng smiled at her lovingly and tenderly, and started to tidy up the things on the table, preparing to put out the food.
Xia Yuwan stood up and walked slowly to the sink.
He also casually glanced at her half-finished pattern, which could be vaguely seen as a lotus.
The painting is really good and lifelike.
"Wanwan is really amazing, butwhy do you have to work so hard to make so many paintings?"
She used to paint a few strokes when her interest arose, but she was definitely not the so-called "high-yield" type. One painting a year would be good.
Xia Yuwan was in front of the sink, washing her hands carefully while looking at herself in the mirror, with bright lips and white teeth.
She couldn¡¯t help but look at it a few more times.
"Huh? I want to help Lingfengtang improve their financial situation. I checked the balance on their account and it turned out to be less than 300,000."
"When I visited Dr. Yanan's room, I found that she only had four sets of clothes in her wardrobe, which she wore in rotation in spring, summer, autumn and winter."
"Jinbao told me that Dr. Yanan has been using her own money to pay everyone's wages. Alas But her abilities are always limited by herself. You can also see that there are so many moths in Lingfeng Hall."
So the first thing she did was to clean up the moths; the second thing she did was to raise funds to truly train the talents in Lingfeng Hall.
Talent is the theme of development.
So as education funds, she didn¡¯t want to embarrass Dr. Yanan anymore, so she decided to work harder and auction these paintings.
It turned out to be a flaw.
Fang Haocheng sighed quietly, took out a card from his pocket, and walked behind Xia Yuwan.
Looking at her face in the mirror that was exhausted from the whole day's work, he suddenly felt heartbroken.
"Wanwan, why didn't you tell me that you were short of money? I still have some savings here They are all prize money from winning awards in the past few years, as well as profits from personal concerts. It's really not good, the antiques in Lingfeng Hall were sold One or two things are better than working hard on your own.¡±
As soon as he finished speaking, Xia Yuwan rejected his proposal.
She turned off the faucet, pulled the towel hanging on the wall and wiped the water stains on her hands, then turned around and looked over.
He said with firm eyes: "That won't work. This money is your hard-earned money, Brother Haocheng. I don't need it."
"As for reselling antiques, I don't want to. I just criticized the third aunt for this matter. If I break the line myself now, wouldn't it be a change in the morning?"
Fang Haocheng wanted to persuade her again, but his cell phone suddenly rang at this time.
He glanced at the note above, his face darkened, and he hurriedly placed the card on the marble table of the washstand.
"Okay Wanwan, there is no need to be so polite between you and me. I am in a hurry and have to go out now, so you must remember to eat well."
"Okay, you're busy."
Before leaving, he took a step forward and gently tucked the messy hair next to her ears behind her ears.
Turn around and leave.
Xia Yuwan looked at the card he put on the table, and suddenly thought of something, her eyes brightened.
yes!
What better way to make money than to hold a concert?
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The elegant western restaurant is filled with moving piano music, and the bright crystal lamp reflects the dazzling and blurry light.
The waiter in a black and white tuxedo was respectfully pouring red wine to the distinguished guests in front of him.
The manager of the restaurant stood aside with a flattering look on his face, nodded and bowed with a smile, and introduced enthusiastically:
"Thirteenth Young Master, try this medium-bodied Bordeaux red wine. It has been cellared for thirty years and has a mellow taste. Pair it with fresh French caviar, light cheese and smoked goose breast. You can obviously feel the different levels of wine. taste buds."
"good."
The handsome and fair-skinned young man is wearing a three-piece white suit and a dark blue polka-dot tie with a plush collar of the same color, which makes him as gentle as jade and as beautiful as a painting.
After listening to the waiter¡¯s introduction, he elegantly stretched out a big hand with white gloves and held the goblet.
??Took a sip.
After a few seconds, he smiled slightly and said, "Not bad, that's it. You go firstGo down, we can do it ourselves here. "
"Okay, if you need anything, Thirteenth Young Master, you can call us as much as you want."
The manager even felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, like a stick in his throat.
In order to give Thirteen Young Masters a perfect dining experience, he spent a huge amount of money to invite famous pianists in the country, and these dishes were also carefully prepared.
There is also a long paragraph of rhetoric that I memorized all night long, but I didn¡¯t expect that it would not be used in the end.
Are Thirteen Young Masters dissatisfied with their service?
"Um."
After the manager left, the hot and long-legged beauty relaxed her brows, picked up the knife and fork and started eating.
She sits upright and has perfect etiquette when using a knife and fork. She looks like a wealthy person who often lives such a high-end and luxurious life.
Listening to the piano music played by the young man, she narrowed her electric eyes, smiled, and lightly opened her red lips and said: "He made a mistake in playing the slide. The slide part was not smooth. Maybe he was nervous." Bar."
Hearing this, Yan Shisan glanced back at the young pianist, with a cold sneer on his lips, "Compared to Jiuluan and Xiaoma, he is far behind."
After receiving the compliment, Zhu Sha smiled charmingly and continued to cut the steak with a metal knife and fork.
At the end, he put the cut pieces on Yan Shisan's plate and said in a gentle voice: "You should eat more because you have low blood sugar and take good nutrition."
"Um."
"Jiu Luan is here."
Yan Shisan suddenly said.
At the door, a white figure appeared in front of the two of them. An elegant and handsome young man strode forward, with a tall body and as thin as a bamboo.
Although he likes white suits as much as the Thirteenth Young Master, the temperament they present to others is completely different.
Yan Shisan's white color is noble and scholarly, very much like the noble son of a leisurely family, a gentleman as jade.
And Fang Haocheng's Bai is as clean and melancholy as snowflakes. He is like an elegant little prince, making people unprepared.
After sitting down, he frowned with an eyebrow that was as meaningful as a distant mountain, and asked in a somewhat impatient voice: "Tell me, why did you come to me in broad daylight?"
His attitude was not a good one, but Yan Shisan was not angry, and instead took the initiative to pick up a goblet.
Pour half a glass of red wine.
¡°No rush, let¡¯s have a glass of wine to calm down before we get down to business.¡±
The bright red liquid, like blood, rippled in the glass as smooth as silk.
However, the walls of the cup were clean and without traces.
After calming down, Fang Haocheng's handsome face was reflected on the cup, with deep eyes. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com