After O pretended to be B, he carried the cub of a wealthy old man

Chapter 48



Chapter 48

Now that there is a theme, the next step is just a matter of time.Lin Yu'an bought a lot of painting materials and tools, and began to paint with great interest.

Because she wanted to surprise Pei Yanzhou, Lin Yuan didn't tell him about it directly. Instead, she made drafts at school, or drew for a while when Pei Yanzhou was away, leaving only the coloring effort for the later stage. Taking advantage of the weekend, go to Zhao Xunqing's place to do it.

On the second floor of the villa, two rooms were opened up for him to build a studio, but it has not been fully completed yet, even if it is completed, Lin Yuan dare not go in casually and stay for too long due to Lin Yuan's current situation.

When knocking on the door of Zhao Xunqing's house, Zhao Xunqing lazily leaned against the door frame and looked him up and down: "I thought you would never come to my place again."

Lin Yu'an chuckled: "I haven't learned half of Brother Qing's skills, how can I give up so quickly."

Zhao Xunqing snorted, and couldn't tell whether he was in a good mood or a bad mood.Simply because Lin Yu'an had long been used to his temper, followed him to the studio, huddled in his corner and painted freely.

Zhao Xunqing glanced at him, and frowned: "Why did you think of painting the scene?"

Lin Yu'an smiled embarrassedly: "This is for Mr. Pei."

Zhao Xunqing understood, rolled his eyes, and went downstairs to find water.

Most of the pigments used in oil painting are not good for the body. This time, Lin Yuan was willing to spend all his money for Pei Yanzhou. The pigments he bought were more natural and had little effect on the body.In addition, he wore a mask during the painting process and went out every hour to get some fresh air, so he had taken adequate safety measures.

——After all, Zhao Xunqing was watching from the side, so Lin Yuan had to pay attention.

If you devote yourself to one thing wholeheartedly, you will feel that time flies. That night, Zhao Xunqing paused when his eyes fell on his drawing board, and then he couldn't help but click his tongue. Fever.

He looked at the content of his painting again, it was a normal painting...

Zhao Xunqing sneered, but didn't tell him that the authorities are in the dark, but the bystanders are clear.How can the meticulousness and care contained in that painting, as well as the pure and delicate emotions that can be felt without having to experience it with the heart, be worthy of the word "ordinary"?

If he is confident, the movements of his hands will become extraordinarily fast. Lin Yuan has already completed the painting on his hand during the two-day weekend. When Mr. Pei called on the weekend night, he looked at the painting immediately The painting that can be finished is still a bit reluctant.

Zhao Xunqing looked funny from the side: "Shouldn't the latter ones be framed? If you're in a hurry, I'll do it for you."

Lin Yu'an thought about buying it, but seriously shook his head: "Thank you Brother Qing, but no need."

Mr. Pei's paintings, he thought, were all done by himself from the beginning to the end.

Zhao Xunqing paused. He looked at Lin Yuan's leaving figure, moved his fingers slightly, and looked a little dazed.

In the past... there seemed to be a childish child lying on his body and calling his brother stickyly behind him, asking him to draw pictures by himself.

No one else can move.

He twitched his lips and smiled mockingly.

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It was not until Wednesday that the oil painting was dried in the shade and mounted.Lin Yuan looked at the frame in front of him that was half his height, and took a deep breath.

It's finally done.

It happened that there was no class today, and Lin Yuan was in high spirits. When Uncle Liu came to pick him up, he hugged the huge picture frame and said to go to the company. Uncle Liu naturally agreed.

When the car arrived at the underground parking lot, Lin Yu'an looked at the tall and wide picture frame and fell into a dilemma for a moment.

……

In the high-rise office, a group of high-level executives stood outside the president's office. Hearing Mr. Pei's low and angry voice in the office, they couldn't help but look at each other and let out a wry smile.

The door was pushed open with a creak, and when everyone looked up, they saw a person walking out with a blushing face, holding a document in his hand and bowing his head.

"How many is this?"

"Who knows? I can only blame their plan for being nonsense. No wonder Mr. Pei is so angry..."

"We will be trained as well..."

Just as the door opened, Li Tezhu's figure appeared in front of him. Everyone quickly pulled him and asked, "Li Tezhu, how is the president feeling now?"

Assistant Li smiled wryly and shook his head: "Be mentally prepared."

Everyone looked at each other in despair.

But at this moment, a mobile phone rang suddenly, and everyone was quite surprised. They wanted to see who was so bold, but saw Li Tezhu took out his mobile phone, and then a strange look flashed across his face.

"Mr. Lin." Li Tezhu was listening to the phone, not knowing what the person on the other side said, a smile slowly appeared on his face.

"Okay, wait a moment, I'll be there later."

He finished and hung up the phone.Facing everyone's curious eyes, he said in a good mood: "Hold on a little longer, someone should come to rescue you later."

Everyone was curious for a while: "Is it... the chairman's wife?"

But the chairman's wife is not surnamed Lin either.

Li Te helped: "Don't worry about it so much, you just need to know that you are saved."

He said, regardless of everyone's strange expressions, he walked quickly to the elevator.

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The weight of a painting itself may not be much, but with the mounted frame, the weight is still considerable.

Lin Yu'an wanted to surprise Pei Yanzhou until the last moment, so he called Li Tezhu to help.

The elevator jingled, and the senior executives gathered around looked curiously at it.Lin Yuan paused.He hesitated a little.

Assistant Li gave them a wink: "If you have nothing to do, go back first. I'll talk to the president."

Although everyone was curious about who the young child was following Li Tezhu, they also knew that their lives were more important, and immediately dispersed like birds and beasts.

Li Tezhu moved the huge picture frame to the office door, knocked on the door first, and there was an obviously displeased voice in the office, with suppressed anger: "Didn't I say not to do it until the plan is changed?" Come find me again?"

Assistant Li coughed lightly, covering up the smile on his lips: "President, Mr. Lin is here to visit."

There was a moment of silence in the office, and then only the sound of footsteps was heard, and the door opened with a creak.

Pei Yanzhou glanced behind Li Tezhu, looking at Lin Yuan who was giggling, his originally angry brows relaxed a bit, and his voice was helplessly indulgent: "Why didn't I say in advance when I came here."

Lin Yuan raised her head and smiled, "I want to surprise you."

Special Assistant Li showed the painting in his hand to Pei Yanzhou at the right time: "This is brought by Mr. Lin."

Pei Yanzhou's eyebrows twitched: "This is..."

Lin Yu'an pursed her lips, but now she felt a little embarrassed: "Take a look."

With a smile in Pei Yanzhou's eyes, he reached out to take the painting, turned around and walked into the office, Lin Yuan also followed, and Li Tezhu was behind him, closing the door for them with a wink.

The author has something to say: the door is closed... ahem!

I didn't write the plot I had imagined before, and I collapsed.

Touch the cuties who started school in the comment area, feel sorry for each other, I have to catch the high-speed train tomorrow morning, and the days of eating at home and waiting to die will disappear again...

The following plot is quite important. I’m not in a good state right now. I’m afraid I’ll write too much. Let’s write so much first. I’ll try to make up for it when I get to school tomorrow, okay~


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