Chapter 1137

Generally, the artists who come to Cheng Lin's exhibition hall are little-known artists.

Because in this line of business, there are very few people who can survive, and most of them are literate families who can stand at the top. Only relying on one's own ability is like having a place, unless talent comes from birth.

Cheng Lin looks at the remote but elegant tea restaurant and thinks that it's much better than the people who met in New York Central Park several times before.

When Cheng Lin walked in, she saw the man sitting in the restaurant. He seems to have light, although in such a humble position, it is still the focus of people's eyes.

He is the standard European and American man's appearance, the outline is deep as a stone carving, a pair of blue eyes fell on the flustered Cheng Lin body, light with a little smile, waved to her.

When answering the phone, Cheng Lin always thought that this fluent Chinese speaking man was a Chinese.

Cheng Lin looks at her clothes and looks suspicious in the mountain restaurant. Suddenly, she is a little annoyed. She should dress up and come out again.

Although she is not dating this man, it looks like this in the eyes of outsiders. It's really embarrassing for Chinese people.

Cheng Lin quickly sits on the seat in front of the man and doesn't want to be stabbed by the eyes of a group of people.

The man first reached out and introduced himself: "Hello, I'm Chelsea. You can call me Chelsea, Frenchman."

Cheng Lin politely shook the man's hand and nodded with a smile: "I'm Cheng Lin. But I'm still very curious. How do you know that I want to talk about the contract with you? "

Chelsea laughed: "it's very simple. The time we agreed is half past ten. It's twenty-three past ten. You Chinese are always the most punctual. You will not be late. Generally speaking, you will arrive nearby half an hour in advance. But the restaurant I selected is located in a remote place. I will leave you more than ten minutes to look for time. The Chinese girl who comes in at this time is probably the lady I want to see. "

Cheng Lin exclaimed, or can't help but ask: "what if you recognize the wrong person?"

There was a certain amount of confidence in Chelsea's eyes: "I can't be wrong."

After that, he may feel that his words are too self-centered and add a sentence: "even if I recognize the wrong person, it's very lucky to be able to meet such a beautiful lady."

Cheng Lin did not expect that he would say such words, she laughed, it is unable to cope with this romantic French man. One more look at him almost drowns in his eyes.

After the two talked about the exhibition, she proposed to see the works of Chelsea. The man said with a faint smile, "I can't take my huge drawing board anywhere and anytime."

Cheng Lin was stunned, and then realized that the man in front of him meant that he would never shoot his works with a mobile phone or something like that.

"Well, I hope our exhibition can be held successfully, and then I can enjoy your masterpiece."

This is the biggest list Cheng Lin has received in this period of time. The price given by the man is reasonable. Cheng Lin is at least very satisfied.

In the past, some poor painters would come to the door and say they wanted to rent the space cheaply. Cheng Lin looked at them pitifully, but she refused.

She has not yet reached the height of charity, otherwise, the next person in such a predicament should be herself.

Cheng Lin watched as Chelsea signed the contract and took it back to her bag. She was relieved that if the business could succeed, the expenses in the last two months would not have to worry.

The two chatted for a while. Cheng Lin didn't have anything to do, but Chelsea was very busy. When they were ready to do what they should do, they gave Cheng Lin a hug and left two graceful kisses on Cheng Lin's cheek.

Cheng Lin Leng, but later thought that this is also the etiquette of foreigners, also did not care too much.

When she comes out of the restaurant, Cheng Lin touches her empty stomach. Just now, she has been busy with the business, and she doesn't care what to eat. It's better to go to Zhuo Xuan. Last night, she said she wanted to eat the food she cooked.

Cheng Lin had a smile on her face. This time she was extravagant. Instead of making a bus, she took a taxi.

She got off the taxi and went to the mall to buy some fresh food. She was walking to Zhuo Xuan's home. But suddenly on a villa like a storm.

Cheng Lin could hardly believe her eyes. She ran in quickly, and heard Zhuo Xuan's Curse: "damn Qiao Yiming, what's the matter with him today? I want to call Cheng Lin quickly and ask her to be careful..."

Han Qifei gave a "um".Then Cheng Lin's mobile phone rings in the ruins of the villa. Zhuo Xuan comes out and sees Cheng Lin with a patient face.

She hung up her cell phone and went to Cheng Lin: "Why are you here?"

Cheng Lin bit her lip. Instead of answering Zhuo Xuan's question, she asked, "is this what Qiao Yiming did?"

Zhuo Xuan's expression was somewhat unnatural. She said, "no, I just had a fight with Han Qifei. I was so angry that I smashed the house."

Just then, Han Qifei came out of the room with a little bruise on his face, looking at himself coldly.

Cheng Lin suddenly breathed a deep breath. She couldn't bear to close her eyes. She was afraid that if she looked here one more time, she would stab Qiao Yiming to death with a knife.

It's not easy for Han Qifei and others to get to this day. Although these are petty bourgeois families, they are still not worthy of Han family. Han Qifei, an unfilial son, was driven out of the family by the Han family's father.

The two of them have been able to get to such a situation now. They have worked together hand in hand.

Cheng Lin rubbed her eyes. When she opened them again, she reluctantly laughed: "Zhuo Xuan, don't worry. I'll bear the loss of my family. I'm really sorry. I'll let Qiao Yiming never disturb your life again."