So the next day, Qu Xiaojue learned from others that the popular young student Xintong had obtained Master Mumao's autographed painting, which became the number one hot search on Weibo that day.

The bureau who gathered together during the Chinese New Year naturally did not have the ignorant and unskilled second-generation ancestors in Nancheng District, and there was no little darling to accompany the wine. However, they did come to join in the fun and try to mix with the familiar heirs of the small family.

few.

The light in the box was slightly soft, and Kang Zhang approached Qu Xiaojue with his mobile phone in hand, and said with great interest: "Sir, look at it, Teacher Mumao's original work, although the painting is not large, it is still worth a lot.

A million or so."

Qu Xiaojue seemed a little absent-minded from the moment he entered the door. He was holding the phone with his knuckled fingers and he didn't know what he was thinking about. The light above his head was not very bright, and his handsome face was covered in blue and white smoke. He glanced casually, and then his black eyes suddenly flashed.

Mi: "Who do you think Mumao gave this to?"

"It's for a male star."

Kang Zhang thought that Qu Xiaojue didn't hear clearly, so he repeated what he just said and cursed in a low voice: "For us, money is not a problem, but Sir, you also know that my old man has been in love with me ever since.

Mumao's works are good, but he has been searching for several years but has not been able to find the landscapes he likes. Now it's good, he got it by an actor. If the old man finds out about this, won't he be angry to death? "

On the screen of his mobile phone was the picture of the cliff that Qu Xiaojue had seen in the video last night.

The faint blue fireworks lit up at his fingertips, and his voice suddenly had a bit of gritted teeth: "What a master Mumao."

Yesterday, I actually drew pictures for another man in front of him, and even tricked him into saying that they were for Liao Qingqing.

Then how can he take good care of her when he goes back?

Kang Zhang seemed to notice something was wrong and said tentatively: "What's wrong, Sir, do you know Master Mumao?"

"It's more than just acquaintance."

"Master Mumao is indeed my sister-in-law, isn't he?"

Kang Zhang's eyes lit up and he said to himself: "I know that my sister-in-law is not very good at naming. Her various identities are obtained by using her name."

Just like the Zhi Qin that Zhen took apart, and the Kang Ye that He Xing took apart.

The same willow is now taken apart.

After stubbing out the cigarette on his fingertips, Qu Xiaojue's expression was very calm, without any disturbance. Even if Kang Zhang approached him and asked if he could give Master Mumao a painting, he just responded lightly: "I'll help."

Just ask Zhenying, she has the final say."

"Okay." Kang Zhang also said readily: "Thank you, Sir."

"kindness."

He responded and sent the edited message. He stood up and said in a calm tone: "You guys have fun, I'm going back first."

"Are you going back?"

Hua Qing, who was sitting and chatting, suddenly turned his head, still holding a glass of red wine in his hand, and glanced at his watch: "It's not even eight o'clock yet. We will be changing scenes soon. Do you want to go together?"

"No." Picking up his car keys from the coffee table, the man raised his eyebrows slightly and chuckled: "My wife said that if you go home after eight o'clock tonight, there will be a bloody disaster."

Everyone around them suddenly became quiet and looked at each other with an incredible feeling.

Who in Nancheng District doesn't know that Qu Xiaojue is the kind of master with a wild nature in his heart. He dared to fight the leader at the base, but now just for a word...
Chapter completed!