An Yan pulled Rong Qian out of the office.

Rong Qian saw Li Rongsen waiting outside, and she said, "Brother, you are here too."

"How was your talk?"

Rong Qian immediately looked worried. She said to An Yan, "An Yan, didn't you say too much just now? That's his wife. Why would she buy my paintings?"

"Don't worry, there's nothing to worry about. I'll take care of everything." An Yan signaled her not to be too scared and asked her, "Have you decided where to eat dinner?"

"I don't know where to go. Where are you going to eat?" Rong Qian looked at Li Rongsen again.

Li Rongsen said: "I can do anything. It depends on where you want to eat."

"I have to ask them to move all the paintings into the museum first. This has to be done tonight as the museum has to open early tomorrow morning." Rong Qian told them.

"Let's come and help later. Let's find a restaurant nearby and have a simple meal." An Yan said and motioned Rong Qian to go downstairs with her.

Rong Qian nodded, and she went downstairs with An Yan.

Li Rongsen followed behind them and made a phone call. He wanted Nissen to call two people to come over to help.

There aren't many entertainment and catering businesses near the painting club. There's only a Chinese-Western hybrid coffee shop across the street. Although it mainly sells coffee, it also has Chinese and Western meals to choose from.

An Yan casually ordered a rice bowl and a drink, and then saw Rong Qian and Li Rongsen did the same as her, but they also picked a few more snacks.

Rong Qian still felt uneasy. She said to An Yan, "An Yan, the more I think about it, the more I feel something is wrong. There is no reason for his wife to buy my paintings. She said my paintings are better than his. We will lose a lot of money soon, and he will be proud of himself. This is not good. We can't let him be proud. I can't lose face in front of him."

An Yan gave her a reassuring smile and said, "Don't let your imagination run wild. I never do anything I'm not sure of. Just eat peacefully, and then set up the painting club later. That's all."

"Half of it is his painting, and half is mine. It feels so ironic." Rong Qian sighed, thinking that she had played such a joke on Ling Feng a long time ago. She wanted to hold an art exhibition with him, with half of it being him and half being hers.

Li Rongsen had heard her thoughts and said, "Just listen to An Yan. I believe her."

Rong Qian looked at Li Rongsen's face and said, "I haven't seen you guys much recently. Where have you two been?"

"I'm going to work." Li Rongsen said.

"I'm doing my job." An Yan took a sip of ice water first.

Rong Qian said, "I have been painting and looking for a place to hold an exhibition. I haven't been to the dance coach's room recently." She added, "I also wrote a lot of invitations and invited a few friends to come to the exhibition and support me."

"Okay." An Yan nodded.

"I heard that Bai Shichen is back, and I want to invite him to come and see the exhibition." Rong Qian took out an invitation from her bag and handed it to Li Rongsen, saying, "Can you deliver it for me in the evening?"

"I'll ask Nissen to send it over later." Li Rongsen replied.

Rong Qian felt that this was not a good idea, so she quickly said, "No, you have to send it off in person."

Li Rongsen smiled and finally nodded.

"Originally I was supposed to deliver it myself, but I don't think I can do that tonight. I have to move the paintings and set up the venue." Rong Qian took a sip of water while speaking, and then added, "I have to show some sincerity."

"I thought you had all seen it." Li Rongsen said, remembering that Rong Qian loved to follow behind Bai Shichen and play when she was a child.

Rong Qian said: "I don't have much time. He is also very busy. He is currently managing a rice field."

"What does he do? Does he grow rice?" An Yan asked. She had not yet gotten to know Bai Shichen in detail.

"He graduated from the Agricultural University and can grow all kinds of fruits, melons and vegetables. He's very talented." Rong Qian hurriedly explained to her.

An Yan nodded, thinking that this major was very good. Maybe she would ask him for advice in the future.

The waiter brought the meal, gave a brief introduction and then left.

An Yan started eating the salad first and said, "It tastes good."

Li Rongsen and Rong Qian also started to move the spoons.

This cafe also has a TV wall installed, and An Yan and his friends' seats are perfect for watching TV, which should be convenient for watching games like the World Cup.

At this time, I saw a video on TV showing a small coastal town being hit by a storm. Many places were flooded, and there were also landslides, which almost buried all the houses.

Anyan said: "I hope the rain will stop soon."

"The coastal areas are always affected by typhoons. Maybe it will be over tomorrow." Li Rongsen didn't take this matter too seriously. He thought it was just a storm.

But in fact everyone thinks so. After all, there are many typhoons in coastal cities and everyone is used to it.

Someone turned off the TV, so no one was watching it and everyone was just focusing on eating.

Rong Qian answered a phone call and then started eating as if she was going to the market.

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An Yan motioned for her to drink a sip of the drink, and then asked, "What's wrong? Why do you suddenly want to eat so fast?"

"The workers called and said the paintings will be here soon. I have to eat quickly. I can't leave them waiting at the door." Rong Qian answered her.

"It's okay to wait a moment. We'll give them some extra money later. It's not easy for you to digest food like this." An Yan motioned her to slow down.

Li Rongsen also said: "That's right, eat slowly."

"I have to go and set up early." Although Rong Qian's favorite thing was not painting, she was very serious about this matter. Besides, she wanted to win over Ling Feng. She added, "Ling Feng will also send his paintings over later. I also want to see what he will do. He has put up a few paintings. I can't lose to him."

"Don't worry, you can't lose." An Yan found that she was still nervous.

But Rong Qian couldn't let it go. After she finished eating, she was the first one to run back to the painting society's art gallery, and she also saw the people arranged by Li Rongsen coming over.

Nissen walked up and asked, "Ms. Rong Qian, what do you need us to do now?"

"Just be responsible for moving the painting in. Be careful and don't damage it." Rong Qian signaled them to lift it carefully.

At this time, another car stopped and someone took down many paintings from it. They were Ling Feng's paintings, and they were carried into the museum one by one by several people.

A man in a black suit came over and asked, "Excuse me, who is Ms. Li Rongqian?"

"I am." Rong Qian responded quickly.

"The first floor is your exhibition area, and the second floor is President Ling's exhibition area. Please don't arrange it in the wrong place." Although the man was polite, he had an air of superiority.

Rong Qian didn't bother with him, nor was she interested in knowing his identity. Anyway, he was sent by Ling Feng. She nodded and said, "I understand."

"Okay." After saying that, the man began to direct the workers to move all the paintings to the second floor, and told them to place them one by one.

Rong Qian sneered, thinking that Ling Feng was really an interesting person. He chose a place that was higher than her and insisted on suppressing her.

"Have the paintings been delivered?" An Yan asked as she walked in with Li Rongsen.

"They've all been delivered. Let's start decorating them now." Rong Qianyin answered her, and then said, "Ling Feng's paintings are on the second floor, and mine are on the first floor."

An Yan looked up at the second floor and found that there were many people busy there, while Rong Qian's painting was carefully lifted up by Nissen and others.

Li Rongsen said, "We will lock the door later to prevent anyone from deliberately tampering with it."