grandpa is not sick

Chapter 100 The Jedi Counterattack (2)
Although Xia Junning has put in a lot of effort, Fu Qingliu is his immediate boss after all, and he can be used, so Chi Fei instantly feels like he has found the backbone, and even Fu Qingliu, who is so slow and orderly, can sometimes The tone of the dying person felt wonderful.

Chi Fei hurriedly took orders to go to work. Fu Qingliu got up from the sofa and said to Xia Junning, "I'm going back."

"Qingliu." Xia Junning held her back, eyes full of apology, "I'm sorry, I..."

Fu Qingliu looked at him silently. Her pupils were as black as grapes, but the indifference of emotions inside made people feel a little gray for no reason. When Xia Junning suddenly felt a little cold and lowered his eyelids to avoid her gaze, I heard Fu Qingliu say indifferently: "It's nothing, it's just a small problem, I can handle it myself."

"Small problem? Is this just a small problem?" Xia Junning immediately raised his eyes and looked at Fu Qingliu seriously, "I know you are stubborn, and you think that the clean are self-clear, but in modern society, it is rare for the white to be called black Do you believe that no matter how clear you are when you are interviewed, even if you refute Zhao Minhui or not, people will only criticize you more severely? Say you don’t know how to repent, say you are confident, say you... …Someone is behind the scenes, and do you have any personal evidence that can prove for you that this painting was painted by yourself, or that it was painted earlier than Zhao Minhui's interview with the art magazine?"

Yes, Xia Junning is right. This is indeed not a matter that can be resolved in a few words. Zhao Minhui has already brought her to court. She has sufficient evidence. She only has Chi Fei as a witness, but Chi Fei is from Shili Gallery. The credibility will be considered very low, so she has no evidence, not to mention there is a big force behind Zhao Minhui to control public opinion and make the matter worse, as if they want to beat her to death so that she can never get up again to the rhythm.

"So? Or do you think what I should do is the best?" Fu Qingliu suddenly asked Xia Junning.

"Go to your father for help." Xia Junning clenched his fist and said, "I can't fight against that force, but the Fu family can. If you need help, isn't it natural to ask your own family for help? You used to quarrel with your family and ran out , Now go back and apologize to them, there will be no problem. You are the eldest lady of the Fu family, why do you really think of yourself as a powerless little painter or gallery manager?"

"You really think I can get help if I ask for it?"

"Of course! I've already told—" He suddenly stopped, and his tone slowed down under Fu Qingliu's black and white eyes, "I've already asked friends who are close to your father, and he still cares about your daughter very much. , People always need family members, you..."

Fu Qingliu raised his hand to interrupt him, "I'm tired, I'll go back and rest first."

"Qingliu, I'm doing it for your own good."

"I know you're doing it for my own good—you want me to fix things with that group of people, I know. I'm tired, bye."

Xia Junning watched Fu Qingliu's back disappear behind the door, her warm eyes gradually dimmed.

The next day, Shili Gallery reopened and put out a sign, scaring the young people who wanted to go in and make troubles at a young age, but dared to shout a few words outside the door. I dare not really go in and throw rotten eggs. After all, many people who are so easily infected and instigated are ordinary people who substitute themselves into Zhao Minhui, and these young people with ordinary family circumstances bankrupted their own family for someone else, let alone them Do it or not, their family members will not let them do it.

(End of this chapter)