Dump That Man

He was very concerned about his works. When he talked to Bei An, the first one was this. He didn't expect that such a thing would happen to the first huge work to be finished here.

Bei'an wants to find a pair of slippers for song Qingxue to put on, and then she goes to Yunjia. She doesn't know how to coax her just now.

"What are you doing?" Erxian sees Bei An walking around the door of Yunjia's house.

"I accidentally dropped the ice cream on Yun Jia's painting just now, and he was angry." Bei An looks at the strings.

"Then he must be angry."

"Why?"

"Did he paint rabbits?"

"Yes."

"There seems to be something wrong with his family. He painted it in a hurry and planned to sell it and pay it back home." The ear string reminds me.

"Why don't I know?"

"You're not together every day. He asked me if I could do it." The ear string shrugs to show that there is nothing to do.

"That's just right," Bei thought She knocks on Yunjia's door.

Yunjia doesn't want to open the door. He just wants to be alone now. As a result, Bei'an has been knocking. He opens the door angrily.

Bei'an almost knocked on Yun Jia's chest and took back his hand resentfully. Seeing that his hair and clothes were all wet, Bei'an's chest was still up and down: "calm down first."

"I don't want to be angry, and you don't have to say anything."

"Your painting has been bought, you ask for it." Bei An said directly.

Yunjia looks at Bei'an in disbelief.

"Really, it's song Qingxue who smashes ice cream on your painting. She's your fan. If you want to buy your painting, you'll make an offer." Bain explained.

She still looks at her face.

Bei An was not comfortable: "you can make an offer."

"200000." Yunjia slammed the door.

In fact, he just doesn't want to talk to Bei'an. He doesn't know what to say.

Bei'an has a toothache. Yun Jia is really a lion. He wants 200000 yuan directly.

Back in her room, Bei'an sees song Qingxue looking at her dolls.

"Do you like this doll?" Song Qingxue asked unexpectedly.

Speaking of the doll, Bei An wanted to be angry: "Yunjia said 200000."

"Really?" But can't song qingjiao sign for me now

Bei'an looks at Song Qingxue as if she is mentally retarded. She admits that Yunjia's paintings are good, but they don't come to this price, right? In this way, Yunjia can make a lot of money.

"You give it?" Bei An is not sure.

"Here you are." Song Qingxue said definitely.

Before Yunjia signed to Qingyun's position, there was Yunjia's account number in the contract. Bei'an transferred it directly. Song Qingxue confirmed the account number and immediately transferred it.

Yun Jia, who is in distress, hears the voice of the phone. He takes it and looks at it. His expression freezes in an instant. He wants to know whether his phone is broken or has encountered fraud.

At this time, hearing the knock outside, he was stunned and ran to open the door.

"Two hundred thousand is already on your card." Bei An looks at Yun Jia.

This time it was Yun Jia's turn to be embarrassed: "I was angry just now and said casually."

"But those who listen are serious." Bei An took song Qingxue's neck and said, "by the way, this is the gold owner who bought your painting. His name is song Qingxue. Please sign her name on the painting."

Yunjia was even more embarrassed when she saw song Qingxue: "the painting is not finished. Let's talk about it It's not worth that much even if it's done. "

"No, no, no, the painting of the shadow God is worth so much." Song Qingxue said excitedly.

Bei'an sighs in her heart. No matter how rational people are, she becomes a lovely girl immediately when she meets her idol.

Yunjia looks at Bei'an: "this..."

"One is willing to fight and the other is willing to be beaten. You can think of yourself as lucky. Let's go and see how the painting goes." Bain didn't want to say more.

If Yunjia really needs the money now, it's also good for Yunjia.

According to her observation, song Qingxue is a real money Lord. Maybe the 200000 yuan is not enough for her to buy a suit of clothes.

Three people went to the studio. Song Qingxue seemed to have endless questions. Yunjia patiently explained to song Qingxue. Bei An was left out of the cold. She turned around and saw Lin Yu standing on it and went up.

"What's going on?" Lin Yu sees song Qingxue and Yunjia chatting.

Bei An simply said the whole story, Lin Yu looked down at the ground, where the steel plate is connected, some gaps are a little wide.

"But it seems to be ok now." Bei An watched them chatting down there. It was great.

Song Qingxue stayed in the studio all afternoon, watching Yunjia painting. She didn't want to leave when it was dark. She also rubbed her supper by the way.

"Bei An, can I come tomorrow?" Song Xiyi asked when she left."Anytime, but I'm not sure I'll be with you." Bei An said directly.

Song Qingxue gives Bei an a white eye and goes back by car.

Bei'an stood in the same place and turned his head to see Lin Yu: "I feel that song Qingxue's family is rich."

Lin Yu smiles and doesn't speak. It may not be as simple as having money to play with shuichangliu since childhood.

Today, they were going to meet Professor Zheng. When Bei An was going out, she saw several workers come in. They were curious that they didn't need to pretend anything.

"What are they doing?" Bei An sees the ear strings.

"Oh, the gap in the steel corridor is a little big. Lin yurang put on rubber filler strips, and hang the shielding scrolls on both sides. Yesterday's incident can't happen a second time." The ear string explains.

Bei An suddenly, turned to see Lin met down, the man's mind delicate up a bit frightening.

They drove to Zheng Qingyuan's studio. Now Zheng Qingyuan's studio is much tidier than before, but there are too many things needed for physical experiments, and they are still full.

"Are you here?" Professor Zheng looked at them with a smile

Two people sit down, Bei An directly from the sofa out of a good copper ring, do not know what Zheng Qingyuan do with this.

"It's not easy for you. Last time it was a physical experiment, this time it was a computer. What's the problem?" Professor Zheng sat down with a vernier caliper in his hand.

Bei'an thinks that Professor Zheng may not know much about what they do.

"Professor, we'd like to invite you to introduce us for a counterpart simulation with the computer department of your school." Lin Yu said directly.

Professor Zheng suddenly said, "well, looking for jobs for students is a good thing."

Bei'an thinks there is something wrong with their communication.

"But ah, the computer department of those powerful, have been targeted, you don't think you can't, they have won awards, long ago signed a contract with a large company." Zheng Dajiang said a little proud.

Lin Yu has already thought of this result. This major is relatively special. There will always be a few talents. In the current social environment, as long as people like that want to shine, there is nothing to stop them.