Blackening starts from the golden years

On Wednesday night, Yuan Xudong took Huang Yimei to attend the art exchange meeting held by Fengcai International at the International Hotel and took her to meet Mr. Teng.

Mr. Teng is a Frenchman who likes to collect art. According to the background arranged by the black system, Yuan Xudong and he are both members of a secret mutual aid foundation. They know each other and have a good relationship.

Before attending the exchange meeting, Huang Yimei dressed up carefully and chose a bright yellow off-shoulder tube dress. The long skirt dragged on the ground, and she could only hold the edge of the skirt up with both hands. Her two snow-white and tender arms and round and smooth shoulders were exposed, and her sexy and delicate collarbone and white and slender neck were also exposed to the air.

The snow-white and delicate back, and even the beautiful scenery on the chest were all exposed. Huang Yimei dressed so sexy that she was a feast for the eyes, and Yuan Xudong liked her very much. Before coming to the International Hotel to attend the exchange meeting, Yuan Xudong had severely ravaged Huang Yimei at home, forcing her to put on makeup again afterwards. She was even more coquettish and complained to Yuan Xudong that he had no mercy on her just now, and was as rude as a bull, almost ruining her evening dress.

However, although she was complaining, her pretty face was rosy and the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned. She didn't look like she was complaining at all, but more like a coquettish little wife. Yuan Xudong liked her like this, and he couldn't help but hold her in his arms and love her again. In the end, he wasted a lot of time. When he finally brought Huang Yime into the banquet hall on the third floor of the International Hotel, the art exchange event specially organized by Fengcai International had already begun.

Entering the venue, the beautiful and sexy Huang Yimei immediately attracted the attention of many people around her. The beautiful and sexy girl, coupled with the innocent smile on her face, looked pure and lustful, and immediately attracted the covetous eyes of many men around her. The women turned their attention to Yuan Xudong who was accompanying Huang Yimei. There were many ladies and celebrities present, and they were all very interested in Yuan Xudong. What elder sister would not like such a young and handsome brother?

Looking at the covetous eyes of those women, Yuan Xudong thought to himself that there are more and more female hooligans nowadays.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but glance at Huang Yimei who was holding his arm. She didn't care about the hidden greedy looks from the men around her, and instead smiled at everyone.

After spending these days together, Yuan Xudong also roughly understood Huang Yime's personality. She is not the kind of well-behaved little woman. For example, in bed, Guan Zhizhi is the kind of little woman who would blush and be shy, but what about Huang Yime?
The first time, she also blushed and was shy, but it soon changed. She would take the initiative to provoke Yuan Xudong. Later, she started to become greedy and wanted to eat Yuan Xudong every day. Guan Zhizhi wanted to be eaten, but she wanted to eat. One was passive and the other was active. The difference was huge. In short, if Yuan Xudong asked Huang Yime to use one word to describe Huang Yime, it would be a little slut. That's right, a little slut, a beautiful little slut, a little slut who looked very pure on the outside, but in essence, she was a little slut.

Otherwise, she went to a hotel with Yuan Xudong and got a room that night right after they confirmed their relationship?

Moreover, she was very proactive in bed, and because of this, the original aura of pure and beautiful girl around her gradually collapsed in Yuan Xudong's heart. Now in Yuan Xudong's heart, Huang Yime was just a beautiful and sexy little bitch, just one of his girlfriends, and no longer his originally designated fiancée.

Therefore, when he brought Huang Yimei to attend this art exchange meeting, he didn't care too much that she was dressed as revealingly as those stars walking on the red carpet. Otherwise, how could he really not care about the evening dress Huang Yimei was wearing now, which exposed her shoulders, arms, back, and even the beautiful scenery on her chest?
But there was no way. Yuan Xudong knew that Huang Yime was that kind of woman. She would not wear conservative clothes just because of his request, just like Yuan Xudong would not marry her. As long as she was his woman and did not cheat, that was enough.

Looking at the dresses worn by other women in the venue, Yuan Xudong discovered that Huang Yime was actually dressed quite conservatively. Some women wore bellyband-like clothes, while others wore clothes with wide open collars on the chest, and they were not wearing anything underneath. Such women can only attract men's attention. I believe no man will really respect them, especially rich and prestigious men. Poor men may regard them as goddesses, but in the eyes of those rich and prestigious men they hope to attract, goddesses?

So, maybe women and men do have different brain circuits. Just like Yuan Xudong really likes the pure Huang Yime, but she likes to wear revealing clothes. I don’t know what’s going on in her mind. Does she really like being seen?
Looking at Huang Yime beside him, Yuan Xudong was a head taller than her. With just a glance, he could see the absolutely beautiful scenery in her tube top dress. It was obvious that she could not avoid exposing herself in such a dress. Moreover, the half-covered dress could attract more covetous eyes of the men around her. Yuan Xudong could not help thinking in his heart that she was indeed like a rose, attracting so many bees and butterflies.

As expected, beautiful women all like to show their beauty to others, and Huang Yimei is probably one of them.

Taking his eyes off Huang Yimei, Yuan Xudong looked towards the venue. It was bustling with people coming and going. Everyone gathered in a small circle to talk, laugh, and discuss art. It seemed quite serious, but Yuan Xudong knew that this society was just a huge makeshift team, and the art circle was the same. Most of these people who looked like elites were actually pretending. It was like the emperor's new clothes, everyone was pretending to be elite, but that was actually the case. Who understood art?

What is art?
Is scribbling on a blank piece of paper art?
Who knows?
At least in Yuan Xudong's eyes, some works of art are shit. But that doesn't stop a group of elites from standing in front of the shit he sees and commenting on it. They say a lot of things, as if they know a lot about it. The people listening next to them exclaim in unison, "Ah, this is art, ah, art."

Seeing Huang Yimei looking at an abstract painting, which was just randomly drawing circles on a piece of white paper, Yuan Xudong's mouth curled up slightly when he looked at this painting by a Western master. Anyway, he didn't understand what it was. He looked at Huang Yimei next to him and asked with a smile:

“Can you understand this painting?”

"This is……"

Huang Yimei excitedly talked to Yuan Xudong about a lot of things. She studied Western art history and was quite familiar with these Western paintings. After listening to her, Yuan Xudong smiled and said:

"Tell me, if I paint a work exactly like this one, would I also be a master?"

Hearing this, Huang Yimei couldn't help but give Yuan Xudong a blank look. Although Yuan Xudong's painting level was very high, she didn't think he could be compared with the Western masters.

Looking at her, Yuan Xudong smiled and said:
"What's that look in your eyes? Is the picture I drew for you not as good as this random circle drawing?"

"Circle diagram?"

Huang Yimei couldn't help but smile. She took Yuan Xudong's arm, looked up at him and smiled:
"This painting is called "Infinite Reincarnation", okay? If you don't understand it, don't talk nonsense."

"is it?"

Looking at Huang Yimei, Yuan Xudong smiled and said:
"Then tell me, what is good about this painting itself? Don't talk about those textbook contents, just tell me your true thoughts."

"I……"

Huang Yimei looked at the painting and pondered for a while, then finally shook her head and said:

"To be honest, it's just a bunch of random circles. It doesn't seem to be anything good."

"In the first place, so-called art is a game of deceiving people. Behind it is capital operation. Just deceive others, but don't deceive yourself. That would be foolish of you."

Looking at Huang Yimei, Yuan Xudong smiled and said:
"These so-called works of art, in my opinion, are not as good as my paintings. Take Van Gogh for example. He was poor all his life when he was alive, but when he died, his paintings became priceless. Just like diamonds, diamonds can be diamonds or stones. The same is true for art. It's okay to have fun, but it's just a business. Don't take it seriously. Do you understand?" "Yeah."

Huang Yimei nodded slightly. In fact, she didn't care about art. She was not stupid. She just liked the elegance of art. Looking at the art exchange in front of her and those well-dressed men and women, she thought they were all very elegant. She liked this atmosphere and wanted to join in, just like those ladies, elegant, elegant, and elegant.

In general, Huang Yimei is vain like other girls. What she likes is never art, but the elegance and sophistication that art brings her. She thinks she is different from those vulgar girls, but in fact, there is no essential difference between her and those vulgar girls, except that she is a little prettier.

"I'll take you to see Mr. Teng."

"Ah."

Yuan Xudong took Huang Yimei upstairs. Mr. Teng was resting in the VIP room upstairs. This old French man liked to collect artworks. His ultimate goal was just an investment. Only a fool would buy these expensive artworks if he could not sell them at a higher price in the future.

In the end, it’s all business.

In the VIP room upstairs, Huang Yimei finally met Mr. Teng, an old white man.

He had a translator named Zhuang Guodong. Yuan Xudong and Huang Yimei did not speak French, so Zhuang Guodong was responsible for translating during their conversation. Zhuang Guodong was tall and handsome. Although he was not as handsome as Yuan Xudong, he was also a very handsome man.

During the translation process, Zhuang Guodong frequently looked at Huang Yime. Yuan Xudong glanced at him and it was obvious that this guy was very interested in Huang Yime. Yuan Xudong saw the shadow of a scumbag in him. According to his experience, Zhuang Guodong was definitely a scumbag. In fact, Zhuang Guodong was indeed a scumbag. He changed girlfriends very quickly. Now, he had set his eyes on Huang Yime.

In the original plot, Huang Yimei sneaked into the venue and mistook Zhuang Guodong for Mr. Teng at the beginning. Later, she followed Zhuang Guodong upstairs to meet the real Mr. Teng. During the translation process, he asked Huang Yimei if he could buy her a drink. The scumbag started flirting directly. Later, he and Huang Yimei fell in love quickly, and then they were in love very quickly. Huang Yimei went home with him, passionately, and hit a home run directly. Moreover, during this process, Huang Yimei was very wild and had no shyness at all. It was simply a passion. They did it directly and rolled in the bed.

All I can say is that one is a scumbag and the other is a slut. Later, Zhuang Guodong went on a business trip to France, and Huang Yimei came to him from afar. She also had a fight with Zhuang Guodong on the bed. She was so wild that it was unbearable to look at her. She had no sense of modesty at all. This is Huang Yimei.

It is the same now, except that Yuan Xudong has taken the initiative. Huang Yimei is still the same Huang Yimei, and the happiness that originally belonged to Zhuang Guodong is now his. It must be said that the proactive Huang Yimei makes Yuan Xudong feel very happy. Sometimes he thinks, Huang Yimei's parents are both very traditional people, and her brother Huang Zhenhua is also an honest man, but why is she so unreserved?
Noticing Zhuang Guodong's gaze, Huang Yimei glanced at him. She didn't say anything and didn't take it to heart. She had seen such gazes many times. At school, the gazes of those boys, even some male teachers, were no different from those of Zhuang Guodong in front of them. They were all coveting her beauty. Huang Yimei didn't care. Her eyes were on his head, so let him look if he wanted.

The same thing happened to Zhou Shihui before. She knew that he had feelings for her, but she didn't care and didn't deliberately keep a distance from him. She was still the same as before. This gave Zhou Shihui a misjudgment. He thought that Huang Yime also liked him, which eventually led to that result.

It has to be said that Huang Yimei is not a good girl, she has the potential to be a female sea king.

However, although Huang Yimei didn't care at all about Zhuang Guodong's frequent glances at her, Yuan Xudong did care. He sat next to Huang Yimei, put his arm around her waist, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and glanced at Zhuang Guodong out of the corner of his eye.

Seeing him like this, Zhuang Guodong raised his eyebrows slightly, and he continued to translate calmly. In fact, although he was very interested in Huang Yime, and even couldn't help but peek at her, he had no intention of really taking action. On the one hand, he didn't want to steal someone else's girlfriend, on the other hand, he saw that Mr. Teng and Yuan Xudong were friends, and he knew Mr. Teng's strength, so naturally he didn't dare to snatch the woman from Yuan Xudong. Being able to be friends with Mr. Teng, he knew that Yuan Xudong was not an ordinary person.

Zhuang Guodong suddenly felt a little regretful. Compared with women, he valued his career more. He could only say that Huang Yime was too beautiful, which made him unable to help but take a look at her twice. After thinking clearly about the interests in his mind, he stopped peeking at Huang Yime and focused on translating.

After chatting for a while, Huang Yimei and Mr. Teng mentioned Qing Ting's idea of ​​cooperating with him. Mr. Teng didn't know Qing Ting at all. Zhuang Guodong, who was sitting next to him, immediately introduced him to Qing Ting's business scope, a domestic art curatorial company.

Upon learning that Qing Ting wanted to borrow his art collection for an exhibition, Mr. Teng nodded in agreement for Yuan Xudong's sake. Huang Yimei was immediately overjoyed. She immediately called Jiang Xueqiong and asked her to come to the International Hotel as soon as possible.

After receiving Huang Yimei's call, Jiang Xueqiong was a little confused. Her internship assistant was ordering her to do something?

Just when she was about to criticize Huang Yimei, Huang Yimei said that she had settled the matter with Mr. Teng, and Mr. Teng agreed to lend his collection of artworks to them for the Qingting exhibition. Mr. Teng was now at the International Hotel. Upon hearing this news, Jiang Xueqiong immediately swallowed back the words she was going to say to criticize Huang Yimei, and she said anxiously:
"I am coming over now."

After saying that, she hurriedly drove to the International Hotel.

When Jiang Xueqiong finally arrived, she quickly discussed the matter of co-curating the exhibition with Mr. Teng.

After the discussion, Mr. Teng and Zhuang Guodong left. Jiang Xueqiong smiled and praised Huang Yime. She knew that this was all thanks to Yuan Xudong, so she smiled and thanked Yuan Xudong and asked for his cell phone number.

After adding Jiang Xueqiong as a WeChat friend, Yuan Xudong took Huang Yimei and left the International Hotel.

He sent Huang Yimei home and then drove home. At this time, he received a text message from Jiang Xueqiong, asking him to have a drink together when he had time.

Yuan Xudong replied directly that he had time tonight. Then, Jiang Xueqiong sent him an address and he drove there directly.

The destination was Jiang Xueqiong's home. Jiang Xueqiong opened the door and welcomed him into the house. After drinking a few glasses of wine, Yuan Xudong put down the wine glass, walked directly to Jiang Xueqiong, picked her up horizontally, and walked towards her bedroom.

Jiang Xueqiong was very happy that night.

...(End of chapter)