Ling Lu nodded his head in sudden realization, stretched out his arm and pulled aside the unlabeled brand-name clothes that had just been delivered today, and hung up the clothes he packed in the suitcase.
Zhang Ma’s eyes widened, her lips moved, but she chose to shut up.
The husband said that whatever the wife says is whatever she wants, and she can do whatever she wants, as long as she is happy.
": Zhang Ma, where do you put the book?" Ling Lu asked.
": Madam, put the books over here."
Ling Lu followed Zhang Ma to the study room. Gu Zhiye's study room was filled with floor-to-ceiling bookshelves on the left and right sides, and floor-to-ceiling windows behind it. There are three characters on the wall corresponding to the floor-to-ceiling windows.
The box containing the books had been moved in. The cardboard box was very large. Zhang Ma took a pair of scissors and cut open the tape on the box. When she opened it, she saw that the books inside were even one-third of the box. Not even one.
Ling Lu refused Zhang Ma’s help and placed the books in the box on the middle layer in order of height.
Compared to the other full bookshelf, Linglu’s one seemed a little empty. After all, there were no more than fifteen books on it.
When Ling Lu walked out of the study, he carefully admired the three calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall, squinted his eyes slightly and pointed at one of them to ask Zhang Ma.
": Is the painting a cow?" Then he said to himself: ": No, the cow's tail is not that long. Gu Zhi also likes it, so he likes abstract art."
< p> Zhang Ma rubbed her palms and said hesitantly, ": Well, this is a horse. The master sent someone to hang it here."": Is this a horse? How could there be a horse? "Horn? It's not signed yet."
Ling Lu looked at the painting carefully and found that there was indeed no seal and no shape of the horse.
": Um... Madam, this is what the master drew. That is not a horn. The master said that the skeleton must be drawn to have charm."
": So what is that? ?" Ling Lu pointed at the two strange-shaped things protruding from the horse's head.
Zhang Ma wiped the sweat from her forehead, ": Those are eyes."
Ling Lu looked like a subway grandpa looking at his phone.
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Seeing Ling Lu’s expression, Zhang’s mother immediately clarified, “The young master was very disgusted at the time, saying that his paintings were ugly, and he didn’t want these paintings to be hung here. The master was acting like a fool and was forcing the young master to do nothing. , bought it for 100,000 yuan."
"Later, when I met someone, I said that I sold a painting for 100,000 yuan." Zhang Ma grinned, smiling awkwardly but politely.
Ling Lu couldn't help but burst into laughter. It seemed that the only one who could cure Gu Zhiye was the old man, "What about the other two paintings?"
Zhang Ma stretched out his hand hesitantly. Hold out two fingers.
": Two hundred thousand?"
": No." Zhang Ma shook her head.
": Two million?" Ling Lu was startled, and his volume increased a lot.
Zhang Ma scratched her head and replied, "Yes."
Ling Lu clicked his tongue and shook his head, rich people really know how to play.
": Madam, where are your other things? I'll have someone move them in for you."
": Oh, there are no other things." Ling Lu spread his hands.
The corner of Zhang Ma’s mouth twitched twice, this...
“: Zhang Ma, you should be busy. I have made an appointment with my friends to eat out in the evening. I will leave first. See you later."
Ling Lu picked up his bag from the sofa and rushed out of the door.
Zhang Ma murmured from behind, ": Mr. specially sent a lot of ingredients here, waiting to have dinner with his wife."
Ling Lu's back Already gone, Zhang Ma shook her head helplessly and sent a message to Gu Zhiye.