Rebirth of the first businesswoman on campus

Chapter 54: Studio Portrait (2)
Chaoyang was almost forced into the car, Ah Sang drove very fast, and before she could sit still, the car drove out quickly.

"Where are you taking me?" She sat on the back seat and looked out the window. The rolling mountains are integrated with the one Cheng Zeao bought. People are upset.

"You'll know when you get there, you'll definitely like it." The man said with certainty, not like joking, he thought domineeringly that everyone's preferences were the same as his, and what he thought was good.

The car quickly descended the hill and headed towards the highway at a turning point.Sitting in the car, she could feel that the city was rapidly moving away from her. About half an hour later, the car actually drove into Xinghai City, exited the toll booth, and slowly entered the city's complicated road traffic.

"What did you bring me here for?" Chaoyang Xiu frowned, "I have to go to school tomorrow!"

But Cheng Zeao couldn't help laughing when he heard the word "go to school". He almost forgot that she was only fifteen. For some reason, in his heart, he always felt that she was not so innocent.

Ah Sang looked at the windshield in front of him without turning his eyes. It was already three o'clock in the afternoon. The weather was originally sunny, but light snow fell without warning.Snowflakes brushed against the car without a sound, they were silent.

The car stopped in front of a commercial street, Cheng Zeao walked out first, half of his slender figure was covered by the body, Chaoyang couldn't see his expression at this time, only vaguely felt that he was not like the usual The general dude has no shape.

She got out of the car, feeling a bone-chilling chill all over her body.Here she knows that it is the largest financial center in Xinghai City.In her previous life, she had been to Xinghai City several times, and although she was not familiar with it, she was no stranger to it.

Seeing her arms crossed, Cheng Zeao probably just felt the coolness. He walked over, put his arms around her naturally, and led her to the shopping mall.Chaoyang didn't know why, but he didn't resist, instead, he absorbed the warmth from his body with peace of mind, and just let him lead him into the well-heated shop.

The clothes in the shopping mall are all famous brands, and the price of each piece is more than a thousand. In that era, these were high-end luxury goods.The man seemed to be very picky. After searching for a few times, he couldn't help frowning, "Damn! Why are the clothes here so ugly!"

For the first time, Chaoyang did not hurt him, but he smiled lightly, "It's not your clothes, so what can you choose?"

Cheng Zeao didn't agree with her, and said bitterly, "You're ugly, I lose face!"

Depend on!It turned out to be for himself!
The two ran to the second floor together, and after half an hour, they still couldn't find a coat that satisfied the man.In the end, Chaoyang simply sat down on the sofa beside him, flipped through the magazines, and let him mess around!

The waitress at the side looked at her enviously, and said softly, "Why can't I meet such a handsome man? I should be very happy to be spoiled by such an excellent man."

"Oh, you're sour. The current world is really bad. You fool around with people in society at a young age. These rich men like to play with little girls, unless you are ten years younger."

Another female waitress said angrily, "What's so great about being young, this lady was also young before!"

Listening to the conversation between the two of them, Chaoyang couldn't help but sneer, being favored by a domineering man like Cheng Zeao is not necessarily a good thing.She opened a page of the magazine, and one of them was an advertisement about jewelry. A female model with an excellent figure wore a platinum necklace around her neck. The style was quite good. It is estimated that such a woman should be liked by men.

After an unknown amount of time, Cheng Zeao finally came over, followed by two waiters, each carrying several sets of clothes in their hands.The man smiled at the corner of his mouth, sat down on the sofa, pointed his index finger at the fitting room on one side, and said in a bewitching and fatal voice, "Go and change your clothes."

Chaoyang is tall and has a first-class appearance. Although she is only 15 years old, she has a pretty good figure. Her front is convex and her back is curled up. She is wearing a slim-fit beige long wool coat, which makes her look more and more exquisite, and her temperament has also improved suddenly. hundred times.

The waiter on the side looked a little dumbfounded. It really is that people rely on clothes and horses. Although she was also very good and temperament just now, after being dressed like this by the man, she immediately felt full of camera sense. I have to admit that this man's vision is not ordinary poison.

"Well, it's okay." The man's eyebrows were slightly raised, and a smile was raised at the corner of his mouth, "Let's go."

When I came out of the shopping mall, there was still snow in the sky, and the ground was already covered with a thin layer of snowflakes. Walking on it, left all kinds of messy footprints.

After changing clothes, I feel that it is no longer so cold.Chaoyang walked behind the man and trotted all the way to catch up. She is penniless now, she doesn't want to live on the street for a while.

The man walked quickly and stopped in front of a shop at the end of the street.He took out the key, opened the door and went in.Chaoyang followed closely behind. The purpose of entering was a series of watercolor paintings, some of which were scattered on the ground, and there was still an unfinished painting on the easel. The color of the ink and wash had become a little dim, as if it had been a long time.

The content of the paintings is mainly portraits of people, and only a few paintings are landscape paintings.Chaoyang walked to a portrait and looked at the woman in the painting, about 30 years old, young and beautiful, very temperamental, as if standing in the wind, with flowing black hair fluttering with the wind, a few strands of hair blowing in the wind Beside her face, the woman smiled beautifully, with a pair of smart eyes, looking deeply into the distance.

For some reason, Chaoyang couldn't take his eyes off the painting. How could the woman in the painting resemble her?She looked at Cheng Zeao, wanted to ask him, but finally stopped.At that time, he seemed very quiet. He sat in front of the unfinished work and began to prepare the colors. After everything was ready, he carefully picked up the brush and started to continue the work.

Chaoyang knew that it was inconvenient to scratch him at this time, so she moved a stool and sat next to him, quietly watching the flowers under his pen.

The man still painted the portrait of the woman, Chaoyang had never seen him so seriously, even with a little care, as if he was afraid of hurting the person in the painting.

About two hours later, Cheng Zeao finally put down his pen, and his whole body became more relaxed. He stretched casually, and then stood up happily.There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he was very satisfied with her performance just now. The man put away the easel, and his thick voice echoed in the silent studio, "Go, I will take you to an exciting place."

ah?Chaoyang was full of doubts. Could it be that the place he just mentioned was not here?

Cheng Ze walked straight out with his tall and tall figure, Chaoyang had no choice but to chase after him.

(End of this chapter)