Perspective Doctor on Campus

Do the work, that is, let several homeowners agree to sell.

Lin Chengfei is not in a hurry now, so he doesn't care whether he is earlier or later.

He bought so many houses to prepare for the future.

If Ren Hanyu and Xu ruoqing come, they can also have a place to live.

Can't several women live in the same room?

There's bound to be a big problem.

He nodded, "OK, let me know when you have time."

Finish saying, he put away the contract, and Yang Linlin ready to go out.

But Mr. Qu stood in front of Lin Chengfei. There was no disdain on his face any more. He said with a smile: "Mr. Lin, let's talk again? I've never lived in that house before. If you like, we can sign the contract now. "

"Not interested." Lin Chengfei said directly: "although the house has never been inhabited, as long as I think that the former owner of the house is such a disgusting guy as you, I feel sick and disgusted!"

"You..."

Lin Chengfei did not continue to argue with him, holding Yang Linlin's hand, in the eyes of Xiao Liu's admiration, strode away.

Mr. Qu's intestines are blue.

Almost I almost sold the house and made a lot of money!

You said I had nothing to pretend? Why pretend?

This customer has gone. The next one who can buy his house will have to wait until the golden age, right?

Mr. Qu stamped his feet and sighed. He slapped himself in the face.

In a short time, after finishing the house, Lin Chengfei and Yang Linlin went to the 4S store again.

I bought three cars.

A Lamborghini for Yang Linlin, a Maserati for Yue Xiaoxiao, and an ordinary Audi for himself.

As for Ren Hanyu, as soon as she arrived in the capital, she was rewarded with a car, and Lin Chengfei, who saved money, gave it to her.

Directly in the store on the temporary license, Lin Chengfei and Yang Linlin contented back to the residence.

When he returned to the villa, Lin Chengfei saw that he was sitting in the living room with an old man about 60 years old, talking and laughing happily.

"Cheng Fei, are you back?" Yue Xiaoxiao got up and said with a smile, "there's a guest here. He's here for you."

Lin Chengfei took a serious look at the old man.

His hair was white, his face was kind and kind, and his whole body was full of the breath of a scholar.

If you look at his extraordinary bearing, his words and deeds, all of them leak out This is a big shot.

A big man who has been in a high position all the year round.

"Who are you?" Lin Chengfei asked tentatively.

The old man waved his hand and said with a smile, "don't worry about who I am. I have heard that Dr. Lin has the ability of painting and calligraphy, so I want you to help me have a look at my body."

"There's nothing wrong with your health." Lin Chengfei shook his head.

"I've heard that Dr. Lin's painting skills are unparalleled. He can make the things in the painting into real objects, and the scene is beautiful. I don't know if it's not convenient for us to have a look?" Said the old man.

Lin Chengfei shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, I don't have the habit of showing off in front of strangers all the time."

This is a bit impolite, but it is also true.

Lin Chengfei doesn't know who the old man is. Why should he write and draw in front of him?

The old man didn't mind. He said with a smile, "Dr. Lin, I've come all the way here to see your skills. I don't mean anything else. I've just devoted myself to art work all my life. I've never seen such amazing skills as you, so I want to witness them with my own eyes." Tqr1

Yue Xiaoxiao finally couldn't help saying, "Cheng Fei, this is Xue Yuxi, Minister of the Ministry of culture. He really has no other meaning this time. He sincerely wants to discuss Chinese traditional culture with you."

Lin Chengfei was surprised. Unexpectedly, this is really a great man.

The Ministry of culture is the highest department in the management of culture and art in Huaxia.

As a minister, Xue Yuxi is naturally the most powerful figure in the Chinese cultural circle.

Why did he come here in person?

"Minister Xue, I don't know what you mean." Lin Chengfei shook his head and said.

A minister, just let Lin Chengfei a little surprised, but can't let him really moved.

"I just want to see what you're really capable of." Xue Yuxi said: "I'm really curious about you. I hope Dr. Lin can satisfy my little wish."

Before Lin Chengfei answered, the doorbell rang again.

Yue Xiaoxiao stood up to open the door, but saw a middle-aged man with gold glasses standing at the door.

"You are..."

"Hello, I'm Chang ye, Secretary of minister Xue." When the middle-aged man said this, Xue Yuxi said with a smile, "Xiao Chang, how did you come here? Didn't I ask you to wait for me downstairs? "Chang ye said, "minister, you still have a meeting in 30 minutes. If you don't leave now, you won't be able to catch up I'm calling you. Your phone is off. "

Xue Yuxi took out the phone, shook his head and said with a smile: "the mobile phone has no power and is turned off."

"Minister, we really have to go." Chang Ye urged.

Xue Yuxi waved his hand: "it's not easy to wait until Dr. Lin, but I haven't seen anything. How can I leave so easily? Isn't that a trip in vain? "

"But what would that do?" Chang ye said anxiously.

"Push it. It's not in the way." Xue Yuxi waved his hand and said.

After that, he said to Lin Chengfei, "this is my secretary Chang Ye. Chang Ye has a lot of attainments in oil painting. When he studied abroad, he won many awards. Recently, he returned home and worked with me."

Lin Chengfei nodded slightly.

Chang ye walked into the room without looking at Lin Chengfei and said, "minister, I don't think you need to waste your time here."

"Well?" Xue Yuxi asked, "what do you mean?"

"It's all deceitful to cure diseases by painting and calligraphy and make the things in the paintings real. I think painting skills are OK, but I've never heard of anyone in the world who can do such a thing!"

Chang Ye seems to be very unhappy in his heart. He says everything in his heart: "besides, how old do you think he is? In my twenties, even if I started to learn painting from my mother's womb, how high can I be now? I don't know why you believe that rumor. "

Xue Yuxi shook his head and said, "Xiao Chang, you are studying western oil painting. Maybe you don't know much about our traditional Chinese painting..."

"Art is interlinked." Chang Ye directly interrupted: "whether I study oil painting or traditional Chinese painting, I will not believe that there will be such a strange thing in the world."

Lin Chengfei's face is not pretty.

This guy didn't say a word to himself from the beginning to the end.

Up is to blame myself, really when I'm a clay kneader? At your disposal? Curse as you like?