After losing the horse, the full-level boss was forced to hang up on the hot search

Chapter 275 Proud
Russell Jane Dagou Russell was certified, with a very proud expression, and even adjusted his sitting posture, and his back was straightened.

Miss Sui immediately said "Yeah" in a loud voice, which attracted all the people on the side to look at it: "I have seen this painting at Xin Wen's, and I said why her painting style is so unique. It turns out that she learned it from Jian En." Sir!"

Hearing this, Lan Ting wondered what these little girls were going to do.

He glanced at Russell.

The guy's attention had already been drawn, and he craned his neck to listen.

Others forget it, but Lan Ting is very upset that Zhao Xinwen and others are taking advantage of his teacher's reputation, so he raised his hand and slapped Russell on the back of the head.

Russell covered his head and yelled, "You bastard, I'm an old man after all, can you stop beating me like this?"

Everyone on the side looked at them: "..."

Lan Ting wiped his hands with the handkerchief in his breast pocket, and hummed: "Then stand in front of me and block your eyes."

Can Russell still not know him?
But looking at his disgusting action, I was speechless: "..." He spat, and immediately turned his ears knowingly, "Tell me, what's the matter, I'm listening?"

Lan Ting whispered: "Who do you plan to cooperate with?"

Russell said: "I'm still watching, don't worry about it. Why, do you want to cooperate with me?"

Lan Ting poohed him in disgust: "I'm not even willing to give money!" Lifting his chin, he whispered, "Everyone is here."

Russell glanced at the corner of his mouth: "I'm not stupid."

Although he didn't stay in Yunguo for a short time, his ears still grew. Didn't he know that Zhao Xinwen used to bully his chosen heir?
I don't know what I thought of, my eyes moved slightly, and I "hooked" with my feet, "Whose little girl learned Jian En's style of painting?"

Lan Ting's eyes drooped: "..." Dog!

Ms. Liu immediately pointed to Zhao Xinwen, who was standing with the Ling family, and pointed out the key point: "It's that very beautiful girl, the fiancée of the young master of Ling's technology! If it wasn't for her wrist injury, she wouldn't be able to grow If you have time to paint, you will definitely be able to paint better! She still..."

Russell let out an "oh", the future daughter-in-law of the Ling family.

understood!

Ms. Liu's place is good, the weather is good, the flowers are good, and she is introducing Zhao Xinwen. Ms. Sui has already been very active in inviting people to come.

Zhao Xinwen and the Ling family seemed surprised when they saw it.

Immediately, Zhao Xinwen, who was surrounded by a gauze skirt and full of fairy air, came over.

The girl pursed her lips into a smile, and greeted everyone here gently, uncles, aunts, and aunts, so close.

No one in the crowd refuted her face, and some people responded to Russell's gesture with a friendly smile.

After all, the Russell Group is one of the top five super groups in the world. If Zhao Xinwen can win the favor of President Russell, his status will be different in the future.

Mr. Ling straightened his back, with a neither humble nor overbearing attitude, as if he had never thought of winning cooperation opportunities by pleasing the other party. He smiled and said, "Mr. Russell, I haven't seen you for many years."

Mr. Ling was not a fan of Jian En back then, but he and Jian En were classmates at that time, so he often met with these old men in various PK matches back then. Of course, they were always defeated by them. Been several times.

Therefore, I didn't even extend my hand when I said hello, because I knew that the other party would probably not answer me, and I embarrassed myself.

Russell let out an "en" in his nasal cavity, but he was not very enthusiastic.

Eyes fell on Zhao Xinwen's face: "How long have you been studying?"

Zhao Xinwen seems to have regained her former self-confidence, her shoulders are stretched, and her posture is elegant: "I learned for a while when I was a child, but I am not as smart as my sister, and then I put down painting to focus on the cello. A rediscovered paintbrush."

Miss Ling leaned close to Zhao Xinwen: "When she draws, it's as if she entered her own world." Immediately, she opened the drawing on the phone and showed it to Russell, "This is Xinwen's recent drawing, Mr. Si Ming Everyone praises her for her good painting!"

Si Ming, a famous painter.

Ms. Wan was a little envious: "Mr. Si's class is hard to book!"

Zhao Xinwen glanced at Zhao Heng, who was talking to someone not far away, and said happily and obediently: "It's all thanks to my aunt, Mr. Si is willing to teach me because of my aunt's face."

It wasn't Zhao Heng who came out personally, but Siming did agree because of Zhao Heng's face.

Saying it on such an occasion is naturally for self-worth.

It was also because she knew that the Zhao family would not come out to expose her.

After all, her adoptive grandmother is still that old immortal sister!

Thinking of this, Zhao Xinwen's eyes were full of indescribable satisfaction.

get rid of her?
Don't even think about it!

One day, she will kill that bitch and take back everything that should belong to her!
everything!
Mrs. Ling patted her hand lightly, tenderly and lovingly: "Zhao Heng Bi's love has never been less than before!"

Ms. Sui suggested with great interest: "Xin Wen and Wan Wan both like Mr. Jian En's paintings. Anyway, it's too early for the newcomers to pick them up. Why don't you let them draw one together! They just happen to be Grandpa Huo and President Russell. Come and comment, whether the painting is good or not!"

Zhao Xinwen's delicate and delicate face was somewhat troubled: "We are here to attend the wedding, this..." Turning to look at the host's house, "Isn't that good?"

He obviously wanted to show off in front of Russell, and Bobo liked him, so it's hard for Mr. Gu to say "no" as the head of the house.

Glancing at Lan Ting, he seemed to understand something from the slight expression on the corner of his mouth, and immediately smiled and said: "It's okay, it's okay, we haven't picked up the bride yet, let's treat it as a warm-up for the newcomers! Go ask who in the family There are paints."

Second Uncle Gu smiled and said: "Yes, yes, there is one at the third child's place, I'll ask him to bring it!"

Here, Uncle Gu just got down with the painting tools, and Zhao Xinwen and Ms. Wan drew with them.

Over there, Mr. Zhao also came down, and Xi Hua was by his side.

Hearing someone greet him, everyone looked over.

Seeing a group of elderly people with detached social status talking to that beautiful little girl one by one, with a smile on her face, a discerning person can see that they are pampered to the bone.

Ms. Liu You Qi was not convinced, she bit her lip, and cursed in a low voice: "What are you proud of! Sometime she is kicked out of Zhao's house, let's see how she has the face to show off!"

When there are many people with mixed eyes and ears everywhere, Mrs. Liu glared at her daughter when she heard her talk like this: "Don't talk nonsense!"

Huo Qingpei stood behind them, breathing heavily in his nasal cavity on purpose.

(End of this chapter)