Hearing what he said, Li Qing eased up a bit: "as long as you can talk, I don't know what he thinks." But in the circle of our country, at the public level, to sell paintings is to sell certificates and sell the titles and qualifications of the authors. Maybe he won't have to do this in the future, but he's not famous yet. "

These are just platitudes, but some people can't talk about it even if they don't like it. What she said was still euphemistic, but there was no more Q í ng than usual: "I won't take the initiative to mention Wang Yuhu, but if he asks, I won't be able to hold him around. You hurry up and take care of him and join an association." it's like being a prostitute. "

Yan Haian went back to the studio with this worry, but Mo Yisheng hasn't come back yet. don't know where he is riding. This heartless xing grid is really enviable.

As he passed the front desk, he couldn't help glancing at j ú, the chick in the vase. Almost a week had passed, and no matter how well he took care of the flowers, probably because of his strange behavior that day, even though the flowers were daring, the little sister didn't dare to dispose of them at will.

Yan Haian said, "sort this out and I'll buy another bunch later."

I was used to seeing flowers here before, but I don't like it if I'm empty.

The phone in his pocket rang, which was the ringtone of the system. After buying it, Yan Haian didn't care about it except for Mo Yisheng. It was still the most primitive kind.

The caller ID is Sun Yan.

Unexpectedly, Yan Haian slid off the answer button: "Hello?" "

Sun Yan asked carelessly, "in the studio?" "

"well," Yan Haian continued when he walked out of the store, "he just got back."

"then come down, it's right downstairs." There was the sound of traffic in the background sound of Sun Yan. After Yan Haian said hello, he hung up.

Yan Haian turned around and said a few words on behalf of the staff, and the phone called again: "where are the people?"

There was no patience at all. Yan Haian finally told her little sister, and then went out on the phone and said, "I'll be right down."

Sun Yan's car was parked arrogantly on the side of the road, obviously belonging to illegal parking. Next to him, a police officer gave him a ticket. He took the ticket and handed him double the money: "We'll have to wait a while for another one."

Police officer: ". "

Yan Haian: ". "

I really want to turn around and leave right away. can't afford to lose this man.

Sun Yan looked up and saw him, snapped his fingers and beckoned him to come over. Yan Haian got into the car, pursed his lips and motioned to him to leave quickly.

Neither of them spoke on the road. don't know if they had the most intimate contact. don't feel awkward to get along like this. When he got off at his destination, Yan Haian knew that Sun Yan had come to dinner.

It seems that Yan Haian hasn't eaten yet, Sun Yan said, "eat first."

The two sat down and ordered each of them to form a table.

This situation made Yan Haian somewhat unexpected. During this period of time, Sun Yan did not contact him, nor did he think of contacting Sun Yan. He did not feel embarrassed, let alone shy, to meet again, but now he really knows a lot, as if they had gone to a basketball game together instead of playing Chu á ng together.

In the middle of eating, Sun Yan asked, "is there anything you want?"

This question was so casual that Yan Haian didn't realize what the question meant for a moment.

When he digested this sentence, he did not naively think that Sun Yan wanted to please him, but four words came to mind: clearly marked price.

This is also good, although Yan Haian himself does not have this idea, but it is said that Mo Yisheng has such a good gimmick when he bought a painting for 700000 yuan. Taking advantage of this good momentum, the road should be more and more smooth. Even if Sun Yan is not in the art world, he can still help a lot if he wants to, and he also needs to find another way. I've done it, and I've got the benefits, so why not do it...

With a rational analysis of such a result in his mind, the smile on Yan Haian's face widened: "Mr. Sun, I didn't expect you to have so little confidence in your skills and figure." But I want to tell you honestly that I am very satisfied with your Chu á ng companion. You don't have to be so guilty about using other things to make up for it. "

He spoke politely, but the mockery on the tip of his brow was overflowing.

He glanced at the food on the table and said more politely, "in order to repay Mr. Sun for his company that night, let me pay for this meal."

Sun Yan was sprayed all over his face without stopping, which was a bit silly. He looked into Yan Haian's almost angry eyes and raised his hands: "OK, I was wrong, don't get angry."

Yan Haian wiped his mouth with a paper towel and didn't say a word. He felt that he was not angry. Well, it is a little angry, of course, if seriously, it is a little higher than "a little bit". It is not certain who goes whoring. Can Sun Yan make such a high profile?

Sun Yan meditated for a moment and said, "I don't mean anything else."

Yan Haian smiled and said without a smile, "then what on earth do you mean?"

This question is particularly good, because Sun Yan does not know what he means. In the past, he would not superfluous in the past. He would either throw out the cheque directly, or someone else would bring his own request, and he would not think about it. However, Yan Haian is quite different from those people, probably because he got on his copilot at that time, or because he was going to ignore himself when he got off Chu á ng.

When he sees someone, his hands itch, and if he doesn't see anyone, he itches.

Seeing that he could not speak, his eyes were in a daze and did not know what he was thinking. Yan Haian said twice: "you are really interesting." Mr. Sun, I'm done eating. Go ahead and enjoy your meal. "

The author has something to say:

Sun Ling: O'Duoduo, are you stupid? Is that how you hit on people?

Sun Yan: I haven't fucking hooked up with anyone? I've only covered people, okay?

Chapter 20 Agreement

As soon as he got up, Sun Yan pressed his hand on the table. The line of sight of the two is high and low, and they can be separated by touch.

Sun Yan dodged first. He looked at the food guiltily and said gloomily, "the main course hasn't been served yet. What have you eaten?"

Obviously, he insulted himself first, but acted as if he had been bullied. Yan Haian laughed angrily. He tried to withdraw his hand, but the other side was so strong that he clung to it and did not earn it several times. Yan Haian did not want to make too much noise in this public place, so he could not help but whisper, "Let go."

Sun Yan tilted his head and looked at him: "then sit down first."

Yan Haian was upset about his progress, and pulled his hand: "you let go first!"

Watching him blow up his hair, Sun Yan's depressed heart Q í ng cleared up, cheered up again, and continued to flirt with pleasure: "sit down first."

Yan Haian: "release."

Damn it, I've been dragged down by this man!

Yan Hai sat down again, and the other party withdrew his hand as promised, picked up chopsticks and said, "eat first."

I'm fucking angry with you, and don't know what to eat.

Yan Haian's heart burst into fireworks, with a faceless Q í ng on his face, staring at Sun Yan, he couldn't help but wonder why he had to argue with such a guy who had his head lying on the tracks. Am I stupid?

The main course is eight treasure duck, one layer at a time, the strength of the implementation of the ancestors never tired of j "ng" fine teachings, quite time-consuming and laborious, it took a long time to serve it, Sun Yan lost more than half of it alone, Yan Hai safely drank tea, and he really lost his appetite.

Finally, when Sun Yan put down his chopsticks, Yan Haian had convinced himself to calm down. He thought that some things could be explained clearly, rather than acting like a chaste bitch. He really had no intention of selling his ass. He volunteered and said, "Mr. Sun, I went to Chu á ng with you for the sake of marriage."

Sun Yan spurted out a mouthful of tea.

Yan Haian looked coldly at him coughing and wiping paper towels everywhere, and said, "so I hope you don't get me wrong. I have no material needs, only physical needs."

Sun Yan was still coughing, and the tea was scalded into the esophagus from the tip of the tongue, as if the whole chest had been stabbed by a torch, which was unspeakable.

He rolled up the tip of his tongue and frowned at Yan Haian. It took him a few beats to laugh as usual: "I misunderstood. I apologize."

Yan Haian said bluntly, "it's easy to say. After all, I know who Mr. Sun is."

Sun Yan shut up and couldn't find a word for a long time. He found it difficult for him and Yan Haian to face each other, in large part because of himself, but now he is a little frustrated.

Being watched carefully by Yan Haian, Sun Yan felt a little panicked.

"well," he wanted to explain, but this explanation was so difficult for the lawless Master Sun that the words didn't make sense. "I don't want to hurt you, either. I don't mean you are that kind of person."

For a moment he didn't know why he was here and held on to Yan Haian. When he thought about it, he became even more panicked.

He picked up the teacup to moisten the mouth and ease the atmosphere, only to find that it was empty when he reached his mouth.

Yan Haian: "…..."

Alas, the man is so stupid that he doesn't have the heart to argue with him.

Yan Haian poured him a cup with the teapot: "what do you want to do, Mr. Sun?"

Yan Haian felt that he had been very sincere, and in that very short time just now, he took back his reason and thought fully. The evil relationship between him and Sun Yan really never rains but it pours, and it continues inexplicably. No matter how it develops, we should make it clear first.

Sun Yan pondered this sentence carefully and was secretly excited, but this excitement had no reason and could not see the daylight, which simply caused anxiety. There were several twists and turns in his heart, during which he glanced at Yan Haian and made Yan Haian's scalp a little numb.