Almighty painter

Chapter 176 Base Map
In the face of bald curiosity,
Alai glanced at the boss in the back seat before answering, and seeing that Gu Weijing had no instructions, he said two words softly: "Driver."

He doesn't like to distract others, so his answer is very concise.

"If it's just driving, it's a bit of a shame. Oh, brother, you have a very bluffing appearance. If you want to change to a higher-paying job, please feel free to call me."

The bald head narrowed his eyes, he fumbled in his coat pocket for a moment, and handed over a business card.

"The rich and the rich don't dare to guarantee the ticket, brother, as long as you do things with half the appearance of Ling Li, you will definitely have no problem earning a salary that an ordinary driver would never dream of in a lifetime."

He seemed to be very interested in Alai, so he opened his mouth to solicit.

Alai didn't reject the business card, but he didn't express any intention.

"Thank you."

Just like an ordinary full-time driver, he slowly took the business card and put it in the storage space for receipts and small change under the radio, and said in a still capable tone.

"I'm driving for Mr. Gu now. I'm very satisfied with this job, so there's no need for it."

The bald head looked at the powerful figure of Uncle Alai Kong Wu, and then at the middle school student in the back seat, and began to doubt his original guess.

If he is really a master of the Tao, he should not have heard of it.

The important thing is, common sense judgment,
With such a person's arrogance, how could a young man like Gu Weijing be able to restrain such a murderous person?
"Is it really just the driver...it should be, I was wrong." The bald head pondered in his mind.

"Brother, do you want to smoke a cigarette? Elephant brand, there are popping beads added, the taste is good."

The bald head put the milk on the seat, spit out the cigarette butt in his mouth, took out two cigarettes from his pocket again, put one in his mouth, and handed the other over.

"Work, don't smoke."

"Then borrow a fire?"

With one hand still on the steering wheel, Uncle Alai lit the bald head with the cigarette lighter in front of the gear lever with the other hand.

The bald head didn't really want to smoke and didn't bring a lighter.

He's playing a little trick.

When the bald head took back the cigarette, he scratched Uncle Alai's hand slightly with the burning cigarette end, seemingly intentionally or not.

He did it very covertly and quickly, and he couldn't even notice it if he didn't pay attention, but it was enough to produce a burning pain like a needle prick.

When lighting a cigarette, burn someone with a cigarette butt.

This was a little trick he used when he was still hanging out on the streets, when he was going to challenge those big brothers to make trouble.

It is roughly equivalent to an upgraded version of "You fucking dare to look at me, I fucking look at you".

The back of the human hand is rich in nerves, and the dermis is also very thick.

Compared to verbal insults and conflicts, this method is painful enough but will not burn you. If you really need a note, investigate who picked first, and the injury test will not show it.

In the bald-headed experience, those old and ruthless characters on the street who have really seen life and death may be usually calm and kind.

drinking tea, playing cards, chatting,
At first glance, outsiders may see young and Dangerous youngsters who have dyed their hair in various colors just like the images in Hong Kong movies, and who must wear genitals when they speak, are vicious and terrifying.

however,
It's like a professional boxer fighting in the ring thousands of times, training the muscle response that will immediately throw a punch in the face of an attack.

These old brawlers get physically violated once.

It will almost follow the instinct, the uncontrolled subconscious will make a fierce counterattack.

Similar to a king cobra provoked by passers-by, it will pounce on it without even thinking about it.

This is an unapproachable method, but it is always a good way to test people.

"Well... let me see what you are."

The bald head's muscles and nerves were slightly tensed, and his ears were pricked up, ready to respond at any time according to the driver's reaction.

He didn't have to target this dull driver,
It's just that Brother Hao attaches great importance to Gu Weijing, so it is necessary for the bald head to find out what ghosts and monsters suddenly appeared around the other party.

The bald head was ready for the opponent to be irritated.

Unexpectedly, nothing happened.

Not only did he not have the ferocious attack like an enraged poisonous snake that he expected, there was not even the expected scolding and scolding.

"Cut, what, you are so cowardly, you just gave me a fright..."

The bald head laughed, feeling a little disdainful in his heart.

This driver is timid.

The other party didn't seem to dare to cause trouble, but there was no reaction at all, just like a stone.

Ok……

Like a rock?
The bald head suddenly stopped smiling,
He realized that something was wrong, and the ridicule that had just surged up in his heart disappeared in an instant.

This guy's reaction was too calm!
The cigarette butt quickly slid across the skin. Even if it is not easy to cause blisters, even the dullest person will subconsciously withdraw their hands when they are burned.

This is a biological stress response.

This driver is just as silent as a statue.His fingers holding the cigarette lighter didn't even tremble at all, as if the nerves were made of molten iron.

This can no longer be explained by mere cowardice.

"Wait, let me go... the calluses on this hand are also a little... scary." The corners of the bald-headed eyes twitched violently.

When he leaned over to light a cigarette just now, he felt something weird in his heart, but he couldn't say it out.

At this moment, the bald head suddenly understood what made him feel wrong.

Looking at this distance from a close distance, it is obvious that the driver has a layer of white calluses on his hands.

It is not the kind of cocoon left by a worker who has been doing manual labor all year round when he lifts heavy objects at the base of his palm, but a hard layer of keratinized skin covering the tiger's mouth and the pad of his index finger.

This cocoon is distinctive and rare.

"Gun cocoon?"

The bald head had seen a similar cocoon on one of Brother Hao's personal bodyguards.The bodyguard was a retired non-commissioned officer in the Burmese Army's high-ranking special forces.

He belongs to Brother Hao's most ruthless and most capable person.

Brother Hao's trust in him is no lower than in himself, and the various bonuses and allowances alone can buy a Ferrari.

Someone once opened his hand on the wine table and casually mentioned that at least 10,000+ rounds of bullets must be shot out like water to leave such a mark on the hand holding the gun.

How could someone with such a background be a coward?

The bald head trembled violently, took a deep breath involuntarily, and slowly raised his head.

He saw that Uncle Alai smiled at himself, that kind of calm and gentle smile, like the smile of an adult facing a little bear who made a mistake.

Calm with indifference.

more specifically,
That kind of feeling is not like a cobra irritated by a snake catcher, but a giant elephant facing a wild dog barking in front of it. It's not that he is not angry, but the other party is just too lazy to care about you.

Silence is the highest form of contempt.

The older you are, the less courageous you are, and the bald head suddenly feels a little chilly on your back.

"My hands are shaking, I'm sorry, brother, I'm sorry."

The bald-headed heart seemed to be pinched by an invisible giant hand. He didn't dare to look at A-lai. He took a step back and apologized repeatedly.

"Mr. Gu is really secretive, so I won't bother you to paint." The water here is too deep to understand, and the bald head didn't want to stay longer, knocked on the rear window again, and waved goodbye.

"The check and Bentley are prepared for you. Whenever you change your mind, we are willing to offer it with both hands. Brother Hao's promise will always be valid. Think about it, with Brother Hao's generosity, what is 7500 million kyats? Maybe 7500 million US dollars It’s not necessarily an unattainable number.”

Seeing Gu Weijing nodding his head, Alai didn't see any hand movements, so he lightly applied the brakes, and the car drove out quickly.

Saw this through the car window.

The bald head was silent for a few seconds, as if he had just realized something, he was slightly shocked again.

"It's really professional." He admired.

Old-fashioned Korean cars like the Elantra are basically manual transmission styles.

When the driver just stopped, the driver had been in first gear, with his left foot stepping on the clutch and brake, and his right foot lightly holding the accelerator to keep the engine at an appropriate speed.

Therefore, as long as the brake is released, the steps of starting, putting in gear and oil supply can be omitted, and the vehicle can start at the fastest speed.

The tall man showed every sign of the best training.

For those who have learned special driving,

When the situation is unclear, the first criterion is to be able to take the employer out of the dangerous situation as quickly as possible, and it doesn't matter at all to save fuel.

In retrospect, even when I was lighting my own cigarette, the other party had one hand on the steering wheel, which should be the reason.

"Damn it, where did this ruthless person come from? He condescended to drive a middle school student, and that middle school student turned down Brother Hao's invitation repeatedly."

The bald head looked at the taillights of the Elantra going away, and complained inexplicably.

"Adults and children are all fucking crazy."

The hell of the world,

It really made him more and more incomprehensible.

……

"Ask whatever you want?"

On the way to the Lucky Orphanage, Gu Weijing saw Alai in the driver's seat look at him strangely several times, so he opened his mouth.

"Well, Mr. Gu, in theory, you are the boss, and I have no right to inquire about your personal affairs, but... I am really curious."

Uncle Alai turned a corner and drove on the city belt expressway heading for Laiyada District. After hesitating for a moment, he spoke.

"With all due respect, you asked me to be your assistant just for the sake of the tune. That should be the underworld just now, right?"

"Yes, it's the underworld, a large-scale counterfeiting and money laundering gang in Southeast Asia. It's called elegant robbers, but it's actually full of crimes. Speaking of which, uncle, your attitude is much gentler than I imagined."

Gu Weijing raised his eyebrows.

He originally thought that a person like the gatekeeper, who is as jealous as a vengeful person, would not have a good face after finding out that these people were gangsters.

"However, that bald head seems to be a little afraid of you." Gu Weijing was surprised.

The big gangster has always been the kind of character who doesn't hesitate to hob meat, and the bald head is also very important among the boys under Brother Hao, but he suddenly becomes a lot more polite in front of Uncle Alai.

"It's just a trick."

Uncle Alai didn't explain too much about their little confrontation.

"Do you think I'm going to throw my business card on him and spit on that bald man's face or something? No, that's really unprofessional. I'm your assistant, at your service. If I don't get your special If I signal, I will never deliberately provoke others. On the premise of not causing trouble to VIPs, protecting the safety of VIPs is the first principle I have been trained in the past."

Alai smiled casually, crumpled up the business card handed to him by the bald head, and threw it into the car ashtray at hand.

"I can do it in private, but not in person."

"Of course I hate them, but Mr. Gu, you are the boss. My attitude is not important, but your attitude is important."

Uncle Alai said: "So please don't worry, I won't cause you any extra trouble because of my subjective likes and dislikes. The premise is that you don't let me down."

"Thank you. Sorry, I'm actually not a very brave person." Hearing this, Gu Weijing was silent for a few seconds and said.

For a moment, Gu Weijing really worried about whether Uncle Alai would have any serious conflict with the other party.

Brother Hao has great influence here,
In fact, he never had any ambition or great ambition to fight the "evil forces" to the end.

Not wanting to be with the light is already the limit of his courage.

Gu Weijing really didn't have the courage to face off with a giant crocodile like Brother Hao naked, and more planned that he would get wet in a few months.

You walk your Yangguan road, I cross my single-plank bridge, and the world is far apart.

"No, you have done a good job just now. It is great courage to be able to say no to the temptation of a large check. Not only am I not disappointed, but I have begun to feel the meaning of this job."

Uncle Alai said seriously: "This is very good, very good."

"Do you know what's going on?"

"I probably noticed something." Uncle Alai smiled: "Gold shines everywhere. It seems that it is not only Chen Shenglin who appreciates you, but also Brother Hao...it is Brother Hao, right?"

"Do you know him?"

"Godfather of Yangon, I've heard that he became famous much later than the tycoons of Kunsha's generation. I just heard of this name. I don't know each other, but this kind of gangster is similar."

"You are right. Their gifts are all poisonous. Each one has a price marked. There are no free gifts. If you take the money, you will sacrifice your life, not only your own life, but also your family's." life."

Uncle Alai was silent for a moment: "It's troublesome to be paid attention to by this kind of person, it's really troublesome, but Mr. Gu, please do what you want, as long as you can keep your heart, I will do my best to protect you." Good for you."

……

Regardless of whether Brother Hao is in trouble or not, life must go on.

Gu Weijing felt that instead of worrying about trying to figure out the mentality of the black boss, it would be better to paint his own paintings well.

What he wants to do most now, and what he should do most, is still preparing for an art exhibition in Singapore.

on social status,
Mr. Cao is really not inferior to the cabinet culture ministers of many EU countries, and his influence is much greater.

After finishing the art exhibition, no matter what kind of monster Brother Hao is, his hands and eyes are in the sky.

No matter how awesome he is,
In relatively stable Europe,

As long as he doesn't waver, no one can force Mr. Cao to take the initiative to do things for him, a closed disciple of a great artist who has been personally accompanied by senior government officials in many countries.

Not to mention the Godfather of Yangon, even al-Qaeda doesn't have this ability.

With the assistance of Castiglione's "Summary of the Essence of New Body Painting",

After Gu Weijing came to the studio, the first thing he did was to start to make a draft for the exhibition on the canvas, according to the draft design he had made before.

The base map is neither a draft nor a final work, it is an intermediate state between the two.

Based on the draft, use simple color blocks and pigments to match the general light and dark contrast of the picture, the outline of the main scene, and the color modeling.

Just like building a house, build the girders first, and build a ship with the keel first.

　I have something to do, so I'm going home late.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)