"A unique branch, a unique branch. Mr. Cao said that our family is unique, and Master Cao Xuan appointed it to be unique."
Gu Tongxiang was so happy that he spun around in the study.
The beautiful old face full of wrinkles even had a child-like smile.
Like little pink hearts, they were about to float out from his side and float up against gravity.
Many years ago he made his first fortune. When he saw a large bundle of one hundred dollars for the first time in his life, Mr. Gu had never been so excited.
Objectively speaking, Mr. Cao’s works are definitely more valuable than a large bundle of one hundred dollars.
Awang stared at Gu Tongxiang with squinted eyes, wondering where he was licking his tail. He rubbed his head against Gu Weijing's calf, signaling to little Gu Zi to look quickly and see if this old guy was going crazy. .
"Grandpa, this is Mr. Cao Xuan's encouragement, but there are still many essential differences between wanting to stand out and praising me for being standout. If you say this, outsiders will laugh."
Gu Weijing reminded in a low voice.
"I don't care, Mr. Cao just wrote you a brilliant letter himself. In black and white."
"What kind of person is Mr. Cao? He doesn't think you are a good kid, why?" I will write something like this for you."
Gu Tongxiang didn't want to reason at all, and slapped his neck domineeringly, "Others are so angry that they want to say weird things, let Master Cao write one for him too. , I can’t eat the grapes there, so the grapes are sour.”
He wanted to reach out to pick up the words, but he was worried that his hands would be sweaty when he was excited, so he kept rubbing his palms on his chest.
It was this red-faced expression that aroused Awang's curiosity.
It probably regarded the scroll in its hand as something fun like a cat teaser.
The useless look of Gu Tongxiang is no better than the behavior of the country cat when he first saw Bulingbuling's colorful cat-catching stick.
"Meow."
Awang sat up and stretched out his paws to pull Gu Weijing's pants, trying to reach the lower edge of the scroll to play with.
"Farewell, Master, Master, little ancestor, Uncle Awang, you are my dear uncle, this is not something you can play with."
Gu Tongxiang's hair stood on end.
This moment.
Mr. Gu, who has old arms and legs, arthritis, and loss of calcium, seems to have stepped back in time.
A smooth squat.
Forty years ago, when I went to the countryside to collect paintings, I was unlucky enough to encounter a fight. The dog ate shit and jumped into the field ridge on the street to avoid the stray bullets flying randomly.
Bending forward to catch it, he held Awang at his feet in his arms.
The speed was so fast that even Awang didn’t have time to bite him.
"It's better to stay here. Don't torture my old model's fragile heart. If you scratch it here twice, I will have a heart attack there."
Gu Tongxiang has long been too lazy to care about himselfThe flowers and plants are finished.
With a puff, he carried Awang and lay down on the ten-square flower diagram he had just carefully designed. Gu Tongxiang's peonies were indeed big and plump.
The most beautiful one happened to be sat neatly under the cat's buttocks, just like the true king of cats sitting on the peony throne in fairy tales.
Awang lowered his head and twisted his butt curiously.
The cat hair was stained with wet paint, and it dragged traces on the white rice paper like a small broom. Gu Tongxiang didn't even bother to look at it.
It doesn’t matter.
My grandson got a calligraphy written by Mr. Cao, I still care about it
In front of this calligraphy, his picture of flowers and flowers in ten directions is only suitable for Throw it to Nga Wang as a piece of cloth to pad your butt.
"Okay, okay, put it away. I'll ask Old Man Wu to come over and take a look later. He definitely can't take this scroll away. It should be enough to take a few photos."
< p>Gu Tongxiang motioned to Gu Weijing to roll up the painting and put it away first.He wanted to be more serious.
I just couldn’t hold back the smile on my face, the corners of my mouth were so wide that it almost reached the back of my head.
"They want evidence, and this is the evidence. Oh, it won't scare them to death."
Gu Tongxiang put his hands behind his back, supported his waist, and twisted proudly.
Facing the review, he wanted to get a letter of recommendation from Lin Tao, just like in old-fashioned martial arts, when someone encounters difficulties, he often has to climb a mountain to ask an outsider to teach him the sword skills of Yue Nv. Wudang Seven Swords or something.
Small places like Yangon, such as Niujiacun, Lijiazhuang, and Wangjiabao, are places where the maximum force value is very low.
When applying for admission to foreign super-prestigious schools, parents show off their magical powers. Often, the interviewers will receive letters of recommendation from awesome bosses, which may seem a little numb.
But if Lin Tao's recommendation letter is placed here, it is enough to kill Xiao Xiao instantly and shock everyone's attention.
And this scroll.
It was as if what I was praying for was not the Seven Swords of Wudang, but looking up to the sky, I saw a Tathagata palm falling from the sky and slapping it with its head. The protons unfolded in two dimensions. The Trisolarans said you are the kind of bugs. Dimensionality reduction attack.
Even Gu Tongxiang, a grandfather, was dumbfounded.
For those members of the Yangon Painting and Calligraphy Association.
You come and go, I throw dirty water on you, and you argue with reason. This kind of one-trick martial arts film has instantly entered the realm of fantasy horror films.
Gu Tongxiang found it funny when he thought about the scene where those people's faces turned green when they saw this thing.
"You need to plan carefully. With such good materials, it would be a huge loss to only solve a fraud scandal involving the Yangon Painting Association that was not necessary in the first place."
Don't worry about it,
show off your circle of friends first.
“I received a gift in return from Mr. Cao. It’s really valuable.. ”
Gu Weijing held the soft flesh on the back of Awang’s neck with one hand and controlled her not to run away. With the other hand, he sent a reply to Lao Yang that the express delivery had been signed for. He threw the phone aside and quickly caught it. It wanted to kick its back paw in the air.
Then it soaked the cat in a small bowl of warm water in the plastic basin in front of it like a ball of wool.
“You have to wash today, whether you want to or not. When Miss Sakai comes back next week, we will see how dirty you are and your hair is covered with paint. If you continue like this, you will stink," Gu Weijing scolded.
Awang He is really not the kind of cute little soft cat who loves to be clean.
Probably he was the reincarnation of Louis XIV, the Sun King, who only took two baths in his life and thought he would die if he took too many baths. >
Every time I take a bath, it’s like going to war.
Sakai Katsuko spent a whole afternoon last month, hugging and coaxing her, and even taking out a small brush to gently brush her. It was cleaned up and turned into a fat and dirty cat again.
Every morning when she got into Gu Weijing's bed, he could smell the smell on Awang's body. /p>
Especially the back of the neck and other areas where the cat’s tongue cannot lick it and cannot clean itself.
The ginger hair has turned a little gray. From Mr. Gu’s beloved flower ten square chart. After rolling over, a lot of Chinese painting paint was stained on his body.
Gu Weijing finally made up his mind to wash Awang clean no matter what.
"Meow"<. /p>
Awang bared his teeth and claws in sorrow.
It suddenly realized that moving was not always a good thing. The expression on his face was somewhere between "We agreed not to take a shower, little Guzi." , don’t you love me anymore?”, “Escort, escort, the shit shoveler is going to murder the cat owner” and “Go away, I don’t want you to brush me like pig hair, I want a sweet-smelling and soft little sister to give me "I wash".
Some cats are naturally afraid of water.
And statistics show that one out of every six pet cats is born with the genetic disease of cardiac hypertrophy. .
It is a common disease among cats.
These cats will suffer from hair loss, vomiting, and loss of appetite when encountering stress reactions that cause them to have severe mood swings.
So when Shengzi gave Awang a bath, he was as careful as caring for a fragile piece of porcelain.
He was feeding cans again. It’s a cat scratching post, it’s catnip, and it’s so maternal that it’s almost like singing a nursery rhyme to Awang.
Gu Weijing watched Awang’s enjoyment with cold eyes, and followed the mind-reading skills of pets. Based on my knowledge analysis, I seriously doubt that its fear of water is fake.
A cat who grew up by the river would be afraid of water.
That’s nonsense.
It was on the boat in the botanical garden, and it was quite fun to play in the water.
Last week, Gu Weijing specially asked Uncle Alai to take Awang to one of the few places in Yangon that can give cats. Pet hospital that performs cardiac ultrasoundI made an appointment for a physical examination.
Awang, a local cat like Awang who catches mice in Old Man Wu’s yard, is not one of those squeamish competition-level ornamental cats raised by Mrs. Sakai in the house that cost thousands of dollars a cat.
The main theme is a lowly person who is easy to support, strong and strong.
Except for the fact that the doctor said that the cat was overweight and needed to lose weight, there was nothing wrong with the whole body. Even the mild stomatitis was almost eliminated by the canned cats.
Beer is extremely healthy.
Gu Weijing has nothing to be polite about.
He firmly controlled Awang, who was trying to jump out of the plastic basin for the sixth time, and rubbed its dirty butt violently.
Gu Weijing analyzed that Awang hated bathing.
Mainly because it is such an energetic and wild cat, and it doesn’t like closed spaces like plastic basins where it can’t move freely.
This is impossible.
When Gu's Book Gallery was renovated, there was no such waste of water as a bathtub.
He considered taking Nga Wang to wash in the Yangon River, regardless of whether the public waters that contain domestic and industrial water are clean.
The Yangon River in front of the door actually flows at a not very low speed.
Gu Weijing was not only worried that something might happen if the cat fell into the river, but he was also worried that he would fall into the river when he was fighting with Awang.
"Let's make do."
Gu Weijing and Ah Wang tried their best to reason, and transformed from the relaxation technicians in the sa shop to the bath masters in the bathing shop. When Wang applied the shower gel, he rubbed it for a while.
Finally, Awang closed his eyelids comfortably and stayed in the basin willingly and stopped making trouble.
At this moment, I noticed that the mobile phone that had just been thrown aside rang. It was Lao Yang calling.
"Stay here and don't make trouble. Let's soak for a while and soak the hair clean. I will give you a hair dryer later. After you take a bath, you will be rewarded with a pure meat ham sausage."
Gu Weijing comforted Awang.
Take the phone.
"Hello, Teacher Yang, it's lunch time in Hamburg right now. I'm sorry to bother you, but I asked you to make a special call."
Gu Weijing pressed the answer button Key, politely said hello.
"What the hell, Teacher Gu, I can't answer your words now." The middle-aged man on the phone had a gentle tone and pretended to be a little angry, "I can't afford to be your boss." Teacher. If you want to call me Teacher Yang, I can only call you Teacher Gu. Anyway, that’s what I call Professor Lin Tao and others.”
“Your name is E Gu Wei. Just go through it, so can classmate Gu." Gu Weijing said with a smile.
"Then just call me Lao Yang. If you don't mind, it's fine to continue calling me Brother Yang like you do on WeChat. This is a warm call to me."
< p>"Brother Yang, good afternoon.""Classmate Gu, good afternoon."
The middle-aged man laughed heartily.
Thousands of kilometers away, in the center of Glize, a non-sexual modern cuisine restaurant named Nerua, attracted curious glances from the customers across the table.
He was curious.
What kind of information made Lao Yang suddenly make a phone call halfway through discussing important cooperation.
Looking at the disgusting uncle-next-door smile on the other person’s face, there is no clue that this guy likes to scrape the third floor of any company or gallery that wants to gain commercial value from “Cao Xuan” Oil, and then forcefully tore off two pieces of meat with a cunning look like a wolf.
The so-called vulgar Western business slang for "people who are so fierce that they can squeeze every last drop of oil out of your asshole with both hands" refers to these people.
Think about it.
There are only wrong names, not wrong nicknames.
What kind of cold and cruel art assistant can be nicknamed "Skinner" in the circle.
The business elite who was having lunch with Lao Yang did not understand Chinese and had not read the chicken crow in the middle of the night by military writer Gao Baoyu.
Otherwise he would know that this was actually the title of a landlord named "Zhou Papi" before the liberation of Eastern Xia. When Lao Yang was working hard in the art market of Eastern Xia, he was nicknamed "Zhou Bapi" by others. "Yang Papi".
But it doesn’t affect his sound. I feel that this name is very similar to Vlad III, an ancient European tyrant who likes to torture prisoners with sharp stakes and is nicknamed "The Impaler", or from Game of Thrones. , that kind of bloody perversion that makes people unpredictable.
By the way.
Vlad III "The Impaler" has always been the historical prototype of Dracula, the originator of vampires in the West.
The business elite started from the moment he met Lao Yang.
It felt like I was having lunch with a living vampire.
What the hell
This damn vampire actually smiled
And he could smile so brightly.
If an ordinary vampire can make the negotiation partner feel heartbroken, then a neurotic vampire who can smile so crookedly is undoubtedly frightening.
Gudong
The business elite swallowed hard and thought about today's negotiation plan, and couldn't help feeling cold all over.
"Student Gu, did you receive Mr. Cao's message? I am now in Glitz, not in Hamburg. Mr. Cao has important schedules these two days. You may have seen the news about Europe on TV. About the Art Annual Meeting."
Lao Yang still sounded as enthusiastic as ever on the phone receiver.
It seems like what an honor it is to be called Brother Yang by Gu Weijing.
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