Ex-wife strategy: Mr. Fu wants to spoil me

Chapter 74 Did he owe this woman something in his previous life?

It was also the first time for Lao Li to see that car, and he couldn't help showing it off.

"Mianmian, did you see that car? I heard it cost tens of millions. It's a big boss who came here tonight, and the person in charge drank a few rounds of wine with him. He said that the white wall looked a little empty, so I thought of you. These bosses have tricky tastes, and people who drive this kind of car may have a bad temper, but don't put too much pressure on you."

Sheng Mian could hear envy in his tone, and smiled, "Then I'll go in, Uncle Li, you can go back."

Heyuan is the best place to stay in You County. It is said that it is built according to the standard of a five-star hotel. It has never been opened to the outside world, and the reception is only for businessmen who come to You County to invest.

It was the first time for Sheng Mian to enter.

The courtyard landscaping is very elegant, with three parts, one pavilion, five steps and one rockery fountain, and it can be seen that the choice of every piece of wood is excellent.

The receptionist heard that she was introduced to paint, and hurriedly led her to the room where she lived.

"The paint is ready, do you want to take a look at it now?"

It could be seen that the other party was a little anxious, Sheng Mian put away his things, nodded, "Then please lead me there."

Only then did I know that the position of the white wall is indeed in the most conspicuous place, and basically everyone passing by will see it.

It is about three meters long, reflecting the elegant scenery around. For those who pursue details, this blank area is indeed a bit dull.

Sheng Mian looked at the paint prepared by the other party, although it was not as good as the one she was used to, it was not bad.

"I'll start writing later."

The person next to him wanted to tell her to be careful, but he swallowed what he wanted to say when he thought that she was from the Imperial Academy of Fine Arts.

Sheng Mian sat down on the chair at the side, while carefully looking at it, he thought about it in his mind.

It is best to choose splash-ink landscape here, and the colors must be from light to dark, and there should not be too many things, otherwise it will appear messy.

Already having an idea in my heart, I bent over to adjust the paint and prepared to start writing.

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Returning to the reception room, Fu Yancheng raised his hand and rubbed the center of his brows. Those who attended tonight were a few leaders of the local company, many of whom were elderly. It could be seen that they really wanted to do something for this small place. There were no intrigues in the imperial capital circle, but he relaxed and drank a few more glasses.

He doesn't like to drink when negotiating, but tonight is an exception.

Seeing him rubbing his temples, Qi Shen thought he had a headache, "Take a break first, I'll let them make some hangover soup for you?"

Fu Yancheng took off his tie and unbuttoned the top button of his shirt, the alcohol seemed to dissipate a little.

The man was sitting on the sofa, with a handsome and sharp side face, deep brow bones, and a high nose bridge. He waved his hand when he heard this.

"No, I'll go out for a walk later, you go and rest."

Qi Shen nodded, "There are no large factories here in You County, and the air quality is really good, maybe the higher-ups took a fancy to this and thought of developing it into a tourist area.

Qi Shen folded the suit he took off casually, and handed it to the person who had been waiting outside.

The cool wind blowing at night was a bit pleasant, Fu Yancheng glanced out the window, and walked out.

Sheng Mian had already drawn the outline of the surrounding area and determined the general composition of the whole painting, only to realize that it was completely dark.

She painted a picture of the old man fishing, with few elements, the river and the mountains, and the lonely old man set off each other, neither stealing the limelight of the surrounding scenery, nor being too dull.

He lowered his head and noticed that the paint tray was a little dirty, and planned to go to the faucet not far away to wash the brush head and change the water by the way.

It was ten o'clock in the evening, and there was no one around. She walked faster with her things, but when she lowered her head to arrange the painting tools, she bumped into someone's arms that smelled slightly of wine.

The unused black paint in his hands spilled all over the white shirt, and also fell on Sheng Mian himself.

Fu Yancheng lowered his head and glanced at the shirt that had been splashed all over his body. Obviously he couldn't wear it any more, his brows were furrowed, and his deep black eyes sparked a coldness.

He also found that the person who bumped into him was somewhat familiar, and when Sheng Mian raised his eyes, his eyes met.

Seeing him, she seemed even more shocked, her eyelids trembled suddenly, and she almost lost her grip on the thing in her hand.

"Boss Fu, why are you here?"

(End of this chapter)