MTL - True Star-v4 Chapter 7 -gallery

The next morning, Tang Feng went to the company for training as usual. When he entered the training field, he did not see the familiar man, but another friendly coach who greeted him.

When it comes to it, Lu Tianchen has always been such a person.

In the afternoon, Tang Feng called Chen Mingxu, and the two made an appointment for coffee.

"What happened to you yesterday afternoon, and said you played well together, where did you go, didn't you make a phone call, and Xuechang Zhang and I have been waiting for you.

When he met, Chen Mingxu talked to Tang Feng as usual.

But after sitting down, he found that the man who had taken the lead to the cafe was a bit wrong.

"Who bullied you? Tell me about it?" "Ah?" Tang Feng looked at the good friend across the road, laughing, and laughed, "No one bullies me."

"" It seems like you have something in mind, saying, otherwise, you wouldn't call me for no reason what happened yesterday afternoon.

"Chen Mingxu felt bitter after taking a sip of coffee, and added granulated sugar to it.

Tang Feng stirred the coffee and murmured, "Lu Tianchen has gone on a business trip abroad. Now he is not my coach. He has decided to quit.

"Ahhhhh? Tang Feng suddenly shook out all the points, so quickly that Chen Mingxu didn't respond for a while.

After several seconds, Chen Mingxu asked eagerly: "Do you mean ... Lu Tianchen is gone?" "Yes.

"The man nodded and sighed softly." I know I shouldn't regret it, but I'm always uncomfortable.

"Tang Feng, Tang Feng, where there are so many perfect things in this world, how could a big man like Lu Tianchen be willing to share a wife with others.

"Chen Mingxu shook his head, as if he would have known the result, but at the same time said," But he really let go, which surprised me a bit.

"Okay, okay, isn't there a Charles when Lu Tianchen is gone, where there are so many fish and bear's paw."

"Teenly tapped the back of Tang Feng's hand, Chen Mingxu asked in a low voice," Is it so unhappy? " I thought you would never fall in love with someone again.

After listening to Chen Mingxu's words, Tang Feng laughed and said, "I think so too, but it doesn't seem to be the same. Well, I won't take this matter into my heart for too long, and this matter has finally been resolved.

"In the future, Lu Tianchen will have a wife, children, and a family. This is the path most men will take.

Although Lu Tianchen never mentioned his family, the average person would never want his son to be mixed with a man, and not all parents were as open-minded as Charles' mother.

Thinking of Charles's mother, Tang Feng couldn't help but raise her lips slightly. Linda is really a lovely woman. With such a mother, Charles should grow up with a smile since he was a child. Heartless and heartless, happiness spreads like warm air, and he has to admit that he always feels relaxed and happy with Charles.

Now that Lu Tianchen is gone, should he be with Charles? It should be ... "You have nothing to do in the afternoon?" Chen Mingxu asked.

"Well. It's fine.

Tang Feng thought for a while and replied.

"Exactly, Zhang Xuechang's gallery opened this afternoon. We went to the Lollipop, and you also took a break.

"Okay, when I see the right one, I just pick one to hang at home, and I'm afraid I can't afford it.

Tang Feng said with a smile.

After drinking coffee, Chen Mingxu drove Tang Feng to a gallery in the center of the city. The location of the gallery is strategically located. The monthly rent alone is estimated to be a small opening, and the decoration has a special taste. The founder also spent a lot of effort and money on this.

Chen Mingxu and Tang Feng had just walked in just a short time ago, and Zhang Xuechang, who was talking to a guest about a painting, soon found them, said something to the guests next to him, and walked back towards them.

"Mingxu and Tang Feng, please feel sorry for your loss.

Zhang Xuechang smiled brightly and greeted the two people quickly.

"Wow, sir, this gallery must have cost a lot of money?" Chen Mingxu nodded, pointing at the paintings hanging on the wall and saying, "I'm here today to charge the figures. I can't afford your paintings!" "Okay, the host is still short of money. Hurry up and take care of my business.

"Chen Mingxu smiled and put his hands on Tang Feng's shoulders, pointed at the man and said," You should look for him to buy paintings, he has a lot of money. "

""go with! Tang Feng pushed Chen Mingxu away, shaking his head, and said, "Where can I buy it? Some famous paintings are tens of millions of random, how long do I have to earn."

"Well, isn't that Wei Daoming, why is he here?" "Chen Mingxu's eyes saw a man standing in front of a picture and talking to someone.

Today's Wei Daoming is neatly dressed, a white shirt and a pair of black trousers, after all, is a popular niche, from the appearance of this man does have a certain attraction, otherwise it will not catch big fish.

"Who is that?" Chen Mingxu stepped aside, afraid of being discovered by Wei Daoming.

He asked Zhang Xuechang, "The man standing next to Wei Daoming.

"A realtor.

"Oh, I remember, I seem to be familiar with how I say it. I once saw him at a reception, as if it were the general manager of a real estate group.

"Chen Mingxu gave a slight snoring, and pointed to Tang Feng for a look.

Although "the husband and wife are living birds, and the calamity is about to fly," but Wei Daoming's predecessor is still squatting in the bureau. This Daoming seems to have a new goal. It is worthy of being a naughty kid. It's accurate enough.

Although this real estate group has no way to compare with the previous one who has an official position, but fortunately, he can invest in movies for him if he has the money, maybe he can also pull a few ads, no matter how good it is, it is better than no one.

"That is their choice.

Zhang Xuechang said with a smile, "Yes, I'll show you whatever you want."

"Okay.

"Tang Feng responded gladly.

Zhang Xuechang deserves to be a veteran of opening a gallery. He has a detailed understanding of each painting, including the author of the painting, the creative background, etc., so that listeners can better understand the author's creation of this painting. Mood and intention when painting.

Each painting represents the existence of a single person.

Tang Feng stood in front of a very simple painting. The painting was very simple. It was a person's back and the whole sea and sky in the evening forming a beautiful scene.

The clouds in the sky are reflected in the sea, and the waves of the sea reflect the sky that is stained with the sunset, which is just as fascinating as the same mirror.

"Like this picture?" Zhang Xuechang and Chen Mingxu came over and said with a smile, "If you like it, I can give you a discount.

"" This picture is good. Zhang Xue may have to implement an internal price.

Chen Mingxu came together.

"no problem.

The man answered boldly.

Tang Feng also thought that the painting was good. When he was about to buy a painting to make himself happy, he heard Wei Daoming saying not far away: "I like that painting, President Song, you buy it for me.

"No problem, Xiaoming likes it, I'm sure to send it.

Boss Song agreed, and they did not fail to hear the conversation between Tang Feng and a few more deliberate tastes.

Wei Daoming's eyes fell on Tang Feng over the crowd. He seemed to sneer softly and turned to Zhang Xuechang and said, "Boss Zhang, opening a gallery is just a business. We have also booked several paintings with you. Sell ​​this picture to me, how much you can open it, we don't need a discounted price, and we won't take advantage of some people under the name of a friend.

"Mr. Wei, this painting was first requested by Tang Feng. There are other paintings in the gallery. You might as well pick another one.

"" Everyone comes first, so does a big man like President Song have to compete with us for a picture? " "Chen Mingxu was also helping, and scolded Wei Daoming how he didn't know how to converge."

Mr. Song grinned two times: "In this way, let's not let Zhang Lao be difficult to be a human, anyway, it is a painting. If you really like it, you don't care how much it is, it is worse than the higher price.

"This ..." Zhang Xuechang frowned slightly, a little embarrassed.

"Wow, I think this is a really good idea. It just so happens that I like this picture too, unfortunately, a cute man has already liked it before that.

Speaking in Chinese with a little accent, a tall man with an elegant **** taste came towards them in a black suit, with cynical smiles on the corners of his mouth, and two bodyguards behind him, like gangsters in the movie The godfather.

Charles? Tang Feng glanced at the man with a smile in his eyes. When did this guy appear?

Charles didn't say hello to Tang Feng directly, but just walked over and asked: "Zhang Laoban, how much is this painting?" "The price is 100,000 yuan.

Zhang Xuechang answered truthfully.

"It's really cheap.

Charles looked at the Song with a provocative look. "I don't know how much this big boss has made?" "