Chapter 6 Uninvited Guests
Fu Zhengnan paused typing on the keyboard, his eyelashes drooping, his emotions unclear. "Are you investigating me?"
Lu Jianan, who had found the truth, quickly confessed, "Brother, I wouldn't do such a thing. This was probably spread by Chen Xiaoyue. Now the whole upper class circle has heard that President Fu spent millions overnight for a low-level female anchor."
"My dear Mr. Fu, you weren't deceived by that bad woman out there, were you?"
Lu Jianan looked at Fu Zhengnan worriedly, like a mother looking at her son.
After all, in his eyes, CEO Fu, who had been single since birth, was easily seduced by the glamorous world outside. Who would be so kind as to make millions watching a live broadcast in one night? Even if he had money, he wouldn't do it like this.
"The Chen family? It's time to fix it."
Fu Zhengnan just said this without any beginning or end, and did not respond to Lu Jianan's words.
He is not a fool. A million is nothing to him. Since the game can provide him with emotional value, why not spend it?
It is normal to pay for your own emotions.
Before Lu Jianan could respond, Fu Zhengnan took the initiative to change the subject, "Didn't you say you were going to Las Vegas to look for that painter? I'm free these two days."
Lu Jianan secretly opened a gaming company, and Fu Zhengnan was the largest shareholder.
We are planning to develop a large-scale 3A ancient style game.
Missing an original artist.
Among domestic game companies today, only the Bai family in Beijing dominates the market. If we can get a piece of the pie from the Bai family, we will have an annual income of at least hundreds of millions.
Lu Jianan was puzzled when he heard Fu Zhengnan's words. "Aren't you not interested in games?"
Fu Zhengnan said meaninglessly: "I'm interested now."
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In the house
Jiang Qingqing, who had eaten and drunk her fill, was strolling leisurely in her new "bedroom".
Humming an unknown tune.
Who would have thought that the days of being "exiled" could be so comfortable!
Jiang Qingqing didn't dare to move the house, as she had just opened the refrigerator out of curiosity and was startled by the cold air coming out.
I thought it was an ice coffin.
"God, are you there?"
Jiang Qingqing shouted twice, wanting to ask the gods how to use these items, but received no response.
Jiang Qingqing nodded to show her understanding.
It must be that the gods have too many poor little people to save and are too busy to handle it all.
Walking to the study, Jiang Qingqing looked at the rice paper and ink spread out on the table. After thinking for a while, she picked up the wolf-hair brush on the inkstone. The people of Daliang pay the most attention to returning gifts.
Since the gods helped her, she couldn't take other people's things for free.
If you don’t have enough gold, you can make up for it with skills.
I don’t know whether the gods would like the painting of Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix.
The painting of "Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix" symbolized peace and tranquility in Daliang. Every year on Emperor Liang's birthday, the most renowned embroiderers and painters from all over the country were invited to present the painting to the palace as a birthday gift.
Jiang Qingqing used the highest standard of gift in Daliang to give a gift to Fu Zhengnan.
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On this side, Fu Zhengnan was preparing to go to Las Vegas.
Before boarding the plane, Fu Zhengnan briefly opened the game interface.
Jiang Qingqing was still wearing the same golden-pink skirt she had worn last night, with a light gauze gilded waistcoat draped over her arms. Her long black hair was tied up diagonally with a bamboo chopstick as she bent over to paint.
Such a strong ancient style does not look weird in a modern decorated study.
Instead, there is an indescribable visual impact.
Fu Zhengnan's Adam's apple moved.
Lu Jianan, who was sitting next to him, clearly sensed Fu Zhengnan's emotions and glanced at his phone screen curiously. What could have caused the usually indifferent Fu Zhengnan to show his emotions so clearly?
Jiang Qingqing happened to look towards the camera, and her peach blossom eyes, which were 90% similar to those of Concubine Wan, startled Lu Jianan.
"I K!"
Lu Jianan took off the eye mask on his forehead and rubbed his eyes in disbelief.
"Brother, who is this beauty? Why does she look exactly like my goddess?"
Lu Jianan exaggeratedly tried to snatch Fu Zhengnan's phone, but obviously, he failed.
Looking into Fu Zhengnan's gradually darkening eyes, Lu Jianan felt a terrifying feeling of slowly falling into the abyss, and sweat broke out on his back.
I quickly explained, "No, I mean those eyes are very similar to my goddess. But yours is a delicate girl, while mine is a sexy sister with unwavering charm."
"Don't get me wrong, they're not the same person."
Lu Jianan was thinking frantically, thinking about how to explain so that Fu Zhengnan would let him go.
You have to know that although Fu Zhengnan seems to be indifferent and cold, he actually has a stronger possessiveness than anyone else.
If he has set his sights on something, it will be fatal if anyone else touches it.
Not to mention coveting it.
Even if he had a hundred lives, he wouldn't dare to like Fu Zhengnan's woman. Eh? No! Fu Zhengnan's woman? Lu Jianan couldn't sit still for a moment, and belatedly asked, "Is this your woman?"
Otherwise, why would you treasure it so much? I just took a glance at it and you want to eat it.
After listening to Lu Jianan's explanation, Fu Zhengnan withdrew his gaze and said indifferently: "No, it's just a game."
Lu Jianan obviously didn't believe it, "Are you kidding me? How can the game graphics be so realistic?"
"What else?"
From beginning to end, Fu Zhengnan's tone did not change at all.
Lu Jianan was also a little hesitant. Could this really be a game? After pondering it for a moment, he said flatteringly, "How about letting me play for a while?"
What answered him was Fu Zhengnan's increasingly deadly gaze.
Lu Jianan: “…”
He knew that Fu Zhengnan was kidding. Damn his game. He was the one who was there but he refused to admit it.
On the second night, Fu Zhengnan and his companions had just arrived at McCarran Airport in Las Vegas when the person who came to pick them up revealed to them that Master CHEAR had been taken away for investigation the previous night on suspicion of forcing his subordinates to have sex with him.
The moment Lu Jianan heard the news, he felt like the sky was falling.
"No way! We've been on a 20-hour flight, and this is what we hear?"
The most important thing is not the waste of time.
What’s important is that CHEAR is the only Chinese-style painter they can find whose style and skills are perfectly suited to the game they are about to develop.
"How about sending someone to fish him out?"
Lu Jianan turned to look at Fu Zhengnan uncertainly, waiting for his opinion.
Fu Zhengnan shook his head: "Let's find another one."
People with bad character are like time bombs.
Lu Jianan guessed his answer, but still wanted to try. After all, the game development was imminent, and it would take a lot of time to find a suitable artist.
The Bai family revealed twenty years ago that they would develop a game with real investment returns.
If this goes on any longer, they might not even get a sip of soup when the Bai family releases their latest game.
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Daliang State
The last stroke of the phoenix's tail fell steadily, and Jiang Qingqing took a deep breath.
"Fortunately, fortunately, my painting skills have not declined at all."
Gently blowing on the wet paint, he gazed at his own work with delight. The large, rich base color was fantastically beautiful. A phoenix soared through the sky, its feathers captivating, a breathtaking rebirth from the flames.
She thought the gods would like it.
With a touch of pride, he held the scroll in his hands and roughly found the spot in the room where he had left the bracelet yesterday. He then reverently spread the scroll, which he had been working on all day and all night, on the floor.
Place your hands on your forehead and kowtow three times.
"This scroll is to express gratitude to the gods for their mercy and for saving you from danger."
This time, Jiang Qingqing learned her lesson and didn't stay there waiting for the gods to take the gifts. The gods were so busy, so a delay was only natural.
Jiang Qingqing stood up, rubbed her sore shoulders, and walked towards the dining table.
Thinking about what to eat today?
I wonder if I can still use last night's leftovers.
"Knock-knock—"
There was a knock on the door. Jiang Qingqing stopped and looked at the door in confusion.
Who could it be?
The mountain village was desolate, with no neighbors around. Jiang Qingqing had no idea who would knock on her door. Could they be robbing her house after seeing how new it looked?
"Jiang Qingqing! I know you are in there!"
The woman outside the door shouted loudly when she saw that Jiang Qingqing had not opened the door.
"Open the door for me now, or I'll have this shabby house torn down!"
"hurry up!"
Because she didn't get a response from Jiang Qingqing, the woman kept shouting outside, and the sound of kicking the door was loud.
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