love out of time

Chapter 136

Winter in Chongcheng came quickly, and when Christmas was approaching, Liang Jingxing learned that Tan Xia was going back to China.In the past six months, he has been exhausted physically and mentally by Tan Xia's Tai Chi skills.I talked to her several times, but she just excused and came back.In the latest call, Tan Xia set a date for returning to China and requested to be picked up at the airport.

Liang Jingxing waited at the exit for half an hour, then saw a tall girl approaching in front of him, and waved at him, "Teacher Liang!"

Liang Jingxing's expression was calm, and when Tan Xia came to him, he carried her suitcase into the trunk and opened the rear door along the way.

Tan Xia turned a blind eye and went straight to the co-pilot.

Liang Jingxing started the car without looking at her, "Put on your seat belt."

After driving for more than ten minutes, Liang Jingxing didn't say a word.Tan Xia pinched the phone, fingering like flying, suddenly laughed, his tone seemed to be joking, "Mr. Liang, you are not sincerely talking about business."

"Miss Tan, in all fairness, I'm afraid I'm not the one who is truly dishonest."

Tan Xia smiled, "You are also a businessman, how could you not know the truth that rare goods can be sold for a price."

"How much do you want?"

Tan Xia tilted her head and glanced at him, "I don't dare to make an estimate, it depends on how much the artist of this painting is worth in your mind."

Liang Jingxing looked serious and did not answer.

Tan Xia temporarily looked away from the phone, and said with a smile: "After Jiang Mingyuan's accident, my father was so angry that he almost burned the painting. I also learned to paint, and I think the painting itself is good, and it would be a pity to destroy it. My dad asked to come over - so, you can still see this painting, half of the credit is due to me. For this, it is not too much for you to invite me to dinner, right?"

Liang Jingxing was too lazy to deal with her any longer, "Just quote a price directly."

Tan Xia smiled, and didn't care about Liang Jingxing's refusal, "Money is far from a problem for you. My dad is in the real estate industry, and has been transitioning to the cultural industry in recent years. You have both contacts and resources in this area. I Dad intends to cooperate with you."

"It turned out to be for business."

"No," Tan Xia shook her head, with a half-smile, "You can't give me what I really want, there's no other way, the next best thing is to help my dad."

Liang Jingxing's eyes were heavy, "Miss Tan, I don't really want this painting."

Tan Xia shrugged, "I don't care, anyway, whenever your cooperation with my father is on the right track, I will give you the painting. You don't want it, and no one else wants it. I am worried, so I have to hit the ax Chop it up and use it as firewood."

Liang Jingxing sighed silently, the little girls these days are really more difficult to deal with than one.

Liang Jingxing sent Tan Xia back to Tan's house, and called Xu Jinhuan on the way back, explaining the matter concisely.

Xu Jin couldn't help laughing, "The romantic debt that fell from the sky, how can you provoke the fierce loli all the time."

How could Liang Jingxing have the heart to joke with her.

"Tan Hui has a bad reputation, so don't take the risk of cooperating with him. Liang Jingxing, don't dislike what I say... I think you're a little bit horny."

Liang Jingxing didn't say anything.

"Jiang Ci himself doesn't necessarily care about it. You really don't need to take your own career into it. Don't worry about it. Isn't the little girl surnamed Tan relying on your desire to be confident?"

After hanging up the phone, Liang Jingxing pulled over and parked the car, sat quietly, and suddenly wanted to smoke - but he had already quit for more than half a year, and the most difficult period had already passed.

The wind was blowing outside, and a branch of the phoenix flower tree above his head was blown off, and it hit the front of the car with a "slap".

His thoughts were interrupted, he looked up, and suddenly remembered that one night last year, Jiang Ci sat on the front of the car, dangling his legs, and called him "Teacher Liang" with a smile.

(End of this chapter)