grandpa is not sick

Chapter 12 This Crazy Disease (1)
On the way to the airport, Fu Qingliu received a call from the principal of Fu Jinyu's school. He told her in an obviously obsequious tone that the child had transferred to another elementary school. Fu Qingliu's plain tone made him believe that she was not talking nonsense. With the dream of Fu Jinyu being able to become the principal of City No. [-] Middle School after graduation, he happily went to teach those brats who dared to speak ill of Fu Jinyu at school.

Fu Qingliu hung up the phone, and made another call, "Send those materials to their clients. If you don't do business honestly, you deserve to go bankrupt." Typing Fu Jinyu like that, I really thought it was just a transfer to another school. have to?
It was already three hours later when they returned to the apartment. It took more than three hours to fly from Qingshi to Lanshi. It was also this distance, which made Zhang Zhengcai and the others feel a little safe, and of course it was also convenient for Fu Qingliu to do some things.

There was a post-it note pasted at the door of the apartment, Xia Junning left it, saying that he was on a business trip and would be back in a while.

Fu Qingliu tore it off indifferently, opened the door and went in to sleep.

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The sunlight penetrated through the entire floor-to-ceiling windows, like bunches of spotlights, and finally fell on the big messy white bed. Fu Qingliu was sleeping with a turtle doll with very pitiful eyes. His hair was messy, and then he was caught Wake up to sunlight and an alarm clock.

White feet stepped on sheets of paper on the plush carpet. On the bronze desktop, laptops, documents, paintbrushes, brushes, ink, snacks and other items were in a mess. There is a paint box hanging on the dried artistic flowers. Fu Qingliu has never been a person who can clean up her own room, so Chi Fei has become her part-time worker. He has to come to help clean up the room every three days. It is miserable and scolds Fu Qing many times. Liu is a duplicity person whose appearance is artistic and life is definitely not artistic. How can a girl be so sloppy? !It's a pity that Fu Qingliu never remembered it.

After Fu Qingliu changed his clothes, he stood among the waste paper and glanced at the room, and then decided to go to the gallery and talk to Chi Fei, so that he would come to clean more frequently in the future.

The structure of Shili Gallery is a "back", which is divided into inner corridor and outer corridor. The inner corridor surrounds the lotus pond in the middle, and the outer corridor is a zigzag corridor connected end to end, with walls on both sides. Artists who hold exhibitions at Shili Gallery use it, and the inner gallery is the exclusive area for Fu Qingliu's paintings. However, it will steal the limelight from the artists who come to hold exhibitions. When the outer gallery is open, the inner gallery will be closed.

At this time, because there is no exhibition in the outer gallery, the inner gallery is open. Since it is a working day, Fu Qingliu scanned the entire inner gallery circle, and saw only two or three scattered people who came to see the paintings. A well-dressed woman caught in some haunting memory, a foreign gentleman with an obsessed face, and a...

Fu Qingliu almost thought he was hallucinating for a moment. It was a tall and straight figure, because it was backlit, so it was a bit hazy, probably because of the aura of that person, it seemed that he and the people in the circle around him Every piece of dust seems to be exquisite and beautiful, which makes people caught off guard, thinking that they have fallen into a beautiful dream, so they see such an illusory figure who seems to have stepped into the wrong time and space.

She was a little unsure if this was real or a hallucination.So out of curiosity, she walked towards that figure.

The focal length slowly narrowed with the steps, and then her sight became clearer, and that beautiful hazy figure also became clearer...

He was dressed in a black three-piece suit that was definitely a high-end private custom-made black three-piece suit at a glance. The coat was slightly long and straight up to his buttocks, but it looked extremely slim and beautiful.The legs wrapped in black trousers are long and straight, and there is a dark red and gold scarf with gorgeous patterns hanging around his neck. The texture looks smooth and soft like silk. Like his clothes, there is no crease; When he went up, he saw a head of half-length brown hair that just reached his shoulders. It was very curly and beautiful, as if there was a top hairstylist helping him to tidy it up all the time, even if it was not a little rough.

(End of this chapter)