"Oh yes... is it?" He said, picking up a cherries on the low table and putting them in his mouth.

"It was also said that the painting was saved by a few students in the end."

Wen Qiao was choked by Cheerilee and coughed loudly. Fu Nanli hurriedly patted her back to relieve her breath. Wen Qiao's face flushed red, and it took a long while for her to breathe.

"What's wrong?"

As she said that, she took out a tissue and helped her to wipe the dark red cherry juice seeping from the corner of her mouth.

Wen Qiao coughed twice again with a hoarse voice, spit out a small kernel, and the corners of his eyes were misty: "I accidentally choked."

Fu Nanli shook his head lightly, with an expression of 'it's really impossible to take you'.

"You said that in the end it depended on a few students to keep the painting, how is that possible? What kind of student has such great ability?"

Fu Nanli handed the water glass to her: "It's just that the local people spread it like this, the specifics are not clear, it is said that there were several students who looked like students wandering around the famous painting at that time, but they all wore masks, most likely the museum invited them. of."

Wen Qiao murmured while drinking water: "I think they are telling a story, and they have to add a fantasy color to a common thing."

"maybe."

When Fu Chuan came over, he didn't find it strange to see Wen Qiao sitting on the sofa. He only whispered, "I have something to tell you about work."

Fu Nanli touched Wen Qiao's head: "you watch TV, I'll go into the study and talk about something."

"Um."

Entering the study, Fu Chuan brought him to the door: "Mr. Wu from Yicai, get in touch. He wants to have a meal with you."

Having this opportunity to meet the prince of the Fu family, these media bosses will naturally not miss such a golden opportunity.

Fu Nanli's original intention was to let Fu Chuan take care of himself by not showing up, but the other party had brought it up, so he naturally wouldn't be too high on other people's face.

"Make arrangements and ask him if he can go to Xiaosu Mountain."

There are two clubs in Xiaotangshan and Xiaosushan in Haicheng. Xiaotangshan is more inclined to entertainment. Around Xiaosushan is the most advanced business park CBD in Haicheng. Most of them are high-end business people talking about work. .

And these two clubs belong to Master Fu.

"What about the time?"

"Tomorrow night."

"Okay, I'll talk to President Wu."

The two talked about work again. Finally, when Fu Chuan was about to leave, Fu Nanli stopped him: "Oh yes, Qiao Er was actively pursuing me a few days ago."

Fu Chuan had a 'what' expression on his face, unable to speak.

"You question her love for me. She does love me, otherwise she won't feel guilty about me, and she won't ask to pursue me actively."

No matter how high a man is, when he encounters love, he will also become a big vulgar, hoping that others will recognize that his little girlfriend's love for him is not mixed with other things.

Fu Chuan shrugged: "Just be happy."

After speaking, he went out and the door slowly closed.

Fu Nanli cursed in a low voice and went out the door.

Of course his Joe loved him, of course he loved him.

Because Fu Nanli suddenly brought up the famous painting, Wen Qiao has a long memory. Their m club should be more secretive in the future. She is still willing to appear in front of Fu Nanli as an ordinary female college student to talk with others. No difference in normal love.

Fu Nanli still sent Wen Qiao home and brought a gift to her mother as compensation for not being able to attend the wedding.

The gift is a Volvo car, which is already a very low-key car brand in terms of Fu Nanli.

How much Volvo will give you, I will pay double for BMW!

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