Looking at the crutches in front of him, Qi Bai said, "...I thank you."

President Jiang waved his hand, indicating that he should.

The deep father-son relationship between the two was broken again.

After the cold dew, the weather became cooler. Qi Bai glanced at the temperature for the next half month. He was glad that he had foresight and stuffed two coats into Professor Jiang's suitcase.

After the plaster was gone, Qi Bai was finally allowed to take lessons in the studio.

Qi Bai and his studio became more and more famous, and many students came here, most of them after seeing the walls of the Art Department of Lanxi Campus.

With the increase in students, Qi Bai can't handle it alone. He is considering expanding the number of teachers recently.

In this way, if he has something to do in the future, he can't go to class, and he doesn't need to pull Zhou Jiazhen and the others to emergency.

In the evening video, Qi Bai and Jiang Jianzhi were chatting about this matter. Professor Jiang, who was in front of him, pondered for a few seconds and suggested that he classify the studio.

Qi Bai was taken aback: "Grading and classification."

Jiang Jianzhi nodded: "It's not limited to oil paintings."

As for grading, Qi Bai's current students are all professionals who are sprinting for art exams or want to go to the next level. There are no amateurs or beginners, and the threshold is set relatively high.

Jiang Jianzhi believes that since the enrollment is to be expanded, it is better to consider the latter group of people, and divide the students into classes according to the learning progress mastered by each student.

Professor Jiang's words are not difficult to understand, Qi Bai thought about it: "Like a school?"

Jiang Jianzhi nodded: "That's right."

There are also many such mature painting schools for all ages on the market.

If it is really done, Qi Bai will not be Teacher Qi, but Principal Qi.

Qi Bai shook his head: "Let's not talk about the funding issue. My studio now doesn't take up a lot of space. If it's divided into classes, it can't accommodate so many people at the same time."

Jiang Jianzhi believes that this problem is easy to solve: "You can change the venue."

Without waiting for Qi Bai to speak, Jiang Jianzhi said that Jiang's mother and Jiang's father bought a shop in Nanfeng City two months ago.

Qi Bai: "?"

Jiang Jianzhi: "The second floor and the third floor add up to a total of 864 square meters."

Qi Bai: "???"

Jiang Jianzhi: "You must be enough for now."

Qi Bai: "!!!"

"Wait, wait." Qi Bai quickly interrupted Jiang Jianzhi's words, his eyes were wide open, and his mind was still a little dazed:

"What did your uncle and aunt buy?"

Professor Jiang: "...shop."

Qi Bai: "How old is it?"

Professor Jiang is rigorous: "Less than nine hundred square meters."

"Hi" Qi Bai sucked in a breath, thinking about the housing prices in Nanfeng City, he was not calm:

"Less than nine hundred square meters?!"

Listen, listen, is this what people say?

Qi Bai knew that when she was in the position of Jiang's mother and Jiang's father, every year, regardless of salary, there were a lot of bonuses, but it was one thing to know that they were not poor in money, and it was another to suddenly buy a shop that was "less than 900 square meters". thing.

The store in Jiubaiping, Nanfeng City...

What kind of family is this...

What a thick thigh he was holding...

His boyfriend's house seemed to have more money than he thought.

Qi Bai's expression was sluggish, and he made an uninformed voice. He did not understand that Jiang Jianzhi could be so calm.

That is eight hundred and sixty-four levels!

After being shocked, Qi Bai asked Jiang Jianzhi in a trance:

"Why did my uncle and aunt suddenly buy a store?"

Are you planning to open a shop and re-employ after retirement?

After listening to Professor Jiang, who was facing him, he paused subtly and did not answer immediately.

Qi Bai: "?"

Jiang Jianzhi's reaction was somewhat intriguing, Qi Bai was puzzled and replied:

"What, what's the reason I can't listen?"

"No." Professor Jiang shook his head.

Qi Bai: "Then...?"

Professor Jiang coughed dryly and said two words to Qi Bai.

Qi Bai: "???"

Qi Bai suspected that he had hallucinated: "What did you buy it for?"

Jiang Jianzhi's tone returned to calm: "The bride price."

Qi Bai: "??? Whose dowry?"

Jiang Jianzhi looked at Qi Bai who was stunned and didn't speak, the meaning in his light-colored pupils——

what do you say?

The matter of the dowry was also prepared by Jiang's mother and Jiang's father a long time ago.

The second old man has a lot of savings over the years. Jiang Jianzhi’s son is too promising. They don’t need to buy a house and a car to help them. The house in Beizhi City is allocated by the state, and the car is also rewarded by the state...

As a person who has made outstanding contributions to the development of the country, Jiang's mother and Jiang's father have been clearly arranged by the state.

The money that Jiang's mother and Jiang's father have earned over the years has not been moved very much, and the balance of the card is increasing day by day.

After knowing that Qi Bai and Jiang Jianzhi were together, the two were not only happy, but also discussed how to give better betrothal gifts.

Both of them like Qi Bai's daughter-in-law, especially after knowing Qi Bai's situation, there is pity and distress in their love, and they don't blink when they spend money.

For shops less than 900 square meters, full payment was made, and the names of Jiang Jianzhi and Qi Bai were written.

In fact, Jiang's mother and Jiang's father originally wanted to buy the more than 400 square meters on the first floor together, but the owner of the first floor refused to sell it.

Like Jiang Jianzhi, Jiang's mother, Jiang's father, also attaches great importance to Xiaobai, the hard-won daughter-in-law.

Qi Bai's brain turned hard:

"So last time you suddenly asked me for an ID card and a household registration book or something..."

Jiang Jianzhi replied: "It is necessary to transfer the ownership."

Qi Bai: ...

Qi Bai couldn't find a suitable adjective to describe his mood at the moment.

He was blindsided by money.

To be honest, Qi Bai didn't take Jiang Jianzhi's money. After all, he was not short of money, and selling a painting was enough for him to live for a long time, but he was still bent over by the money at the moment.