Chapter 514

"Of course." Ye Zhen gave a confirmation first, and then sighed: "it's just that I have to get acupuncture and moxibustion treatment, and I have to get acupuncture and moxibustion at least three times, with an interval of six hours. In the middle, I have to stay in bed. By the way, brother Chen, come from Shanggang?"

Chen Yifei was thinking that it was not difficult. After listening to the last sentence, he immediately woke up and hurriedly said, "I have a house in Yanjing. It's not a problem. When will it be convenient for you to cure my brother?"

It's getting closer and closer to becoming a brother.

Ye Zhen said with a smile, "in that case, let's have a casual meal and start."

"OK, I'll take this potluck. It's also a celebration of Juan Hong's recovery. Ha ha." Chen Yifei pulled Gao Qi's shoulder and looked very intimate.

Gao Qi naturally won't refuse. It's necessary to have a meal with Ye Zhen.

Chen juanhong was more happy. Holding her small hand, they left.

Chen Yifei didn't dare to fool him when he said it was a simple meal. He still ordered a table of high-grade dishes. He dissuaded him a little, but his reason was to give it to the children.

Chen juanhong took the opportunity to ask, "Ye Zhen, why don't you call Xuanxuan's mother to eat together?"

Xiaoxiao quickly pulled her, and she suddenly felt speechless.

Ye Zhen had to explain, "Xuanxuan hasn't seen her mother."

This time Gao Qi was also embarrassed. What level is this? People don't understand that big men take care of children. What to ask.

Chen Yifei quickly changed the topic and said, "Xuanxuan has a great temperament. Brother, how about I draw a portrait of Xuanxuan?"

The little ones brightened up when they heard it. It's a big gift. Chen Yifei's oil paintings are the top in China. They are of high grade at home.

But Ye Zhen said with a smile, "wait for me to practice self painting."

As soon as the people were stunned, the connotation of these words became rich. It can be understood as Ye Zhen's love for children, and Ye Zhen himself is a master of oil painting. Otherwise, how dare you refuse Chen Yifei and say you want to paint by yourself?

Chen Yifei's eyes brighten gradually. He knows what level he has when he comes home and enters the studio. Theory can't prove the actual level.

He has concluded that Ye Zhen is proficient in oil painting and is ready to go home and have a detailed communication.

Unexpectedly, Xiao was shocked and asked, "brother ye, can you draw?"

Ye Zhen looked at her, smiled and joked, "don't expect me to draw for you, I don't have time."

"Cut. If you paint for Xuanxuan, you will have time, but if you paint for me, you won't have time. Can you be nice to me?" little grumbled.

"It's not a matter of whether it's good or bad for you, nor is it a matter of whether the painting is good or bad. I can't take over. You should find someone who loves you most to draw for you. My favorite is Xuanxuan. I don't draw for you?"

Gao Qi immediately felt a little ashamed. He never wanted to draw a picture for his wife. As Ye Zhen said, it's not a matter of whether the picture is good or bad, but whether you want to draw.

Little was made by Ye Zhen's strange logic for a long time, but Chen Yifei couldn't help laughing.

"Hum! So you're kidding me again!" Xiaoxiao finally reacted and got angry with Ye Zhen.

Chen Yifei looks strange. Does Ye really often play tricks on Xiao?

Xuanxuan was angry and said, "sister, don't bully Dad!"

People petrified again, sister?

Gao Qi was very happy. He called my uncle high.

I'm so angry that my face is green. You can take advantage of it in private. Why do you call your sister in public? And who dares to bully your father? It's called flirting, you know?

She almost suffocated her internal injury, so she had to fight back sadly and said, "well, mom knows."

Ha ha, ha ha, Chen Yifei almost laughed and burst into tears. Chen juanhong couldn't hold back. She turned her head and lay on Gao Qi's shoulder. The couple rushed to cry.

"You're not your mother," Xuanxuan said.

"What kind of mother are you looking for? I'm not so beautiful?" asked Xiaoxiao with a puzzled face. The people fell down again.

Xuanxuan said proudly, "my father said that we should find the best physician in the world."

Everyone was stunned. Even Ye Zhen was dull. When did I say that?

Xiaoxiao asked: "Yuxuan, do you think the best physicians are women? They are old men like Chen dada. What's the use of your father?"

Chen Yifei doesn't mind the little novel. He's old. He's just thinking, what does Ye really mean?

Xuanxuan obviously didn't think of this floor. She looked up and asked, "Dad, why is internal medicine a man?"

"Cough, don't listen to your sister's nonsense. There are many beauties in internal medicine." Ye Zhen naturally helped the child speak, but asked again: "by the way, Xuanxuan, when did I say I want to find the best physician in the world as a mother?"

They suddenly realized that Ye Zhen didn't say it.

Xuanxuan said naturally, "Dad, didn't you say that you are the best surgeon in the world?"

"Yes." Ye Zhen nodded.

"Isn't it that men are in charge of the outside and women are in charge of the inside?" Xuanxuan asked again.

The crowd suddenly collapsed and burst into laughter. Chen Yifei patted his thigh and shouted that Xuanxuan was so talented.

Ye Zhen laughed and said, "OK. Just find a mother in the Lord."

As soon as they sat up straight, they laughed and fell down.

Xiaoxiao took the opportunity to say, "Xuanxuan, I will sleep with my mother tonight."

Chen Yifei dared not laugh at once. Xiaoxiao was absolutely serious.

But Ye Zhen said, "she won't go with you."

"I didn't say to let her go with me. I'll go with you. I'm just learning acupuncture." Xiao said calmly.

"Tut Tut, acupuncture needs to take off your clothes. Even if brother Chen's viewing value is not as good as you, you can't take advantage of it?" Ye Zhen smiled.

Chen Yifei laughed, but said nothing was good, so he had to change the topic: "it's OK to read small books. I have a lot of books."

"I never read. Can I play with Xuanxuan? She's sleepy, can I sleep with her?" he glared at Ye Zhen discontentedly.

Ye Zhen spread his hands: "I have no problem. Your mother agrees."

Everyone smiled.

"Don't worry, my mother trusts you very much," he said with a proud smile

Ye Zhen touched his nose and everyone laughed.

But just then, the small phone rang, she quickly connected, and there came the voice of Che Yaozhuang:

"Little, when will you be back?"

"Mom, I'm not going back tonight. I'm with brother Ye."

"Don't lie to your mother. Ye really can't agree."

"No, he agreed. I don't believe brother Ye is talking to you."

Little Ye Zhen said, "say a word."

Ye Zhen sighed, "give me the phone."

"Do you hear me? OK, I'll hang up." Xiaoxiao directly deducted the phone.

Everyone made a stunt.

After dinner.

Xiaoxiao really got into Chen Yifei's Bentley.

As for her own car, she sent it away before dinner.

Chen Yifei drives the car, and Ye Zhen holds the child and sits on the co pilot.

Only Xiaoxiao sat alone in the back and pursed her lips. She wanted to hold Xuanxuan. They both said no.

Chen Yifei answered the phone.

"Dean. I've just arrived in the capital." Chen Yifei's expression was a little respectful.

"Yifei, now we are going to set up the 10th National Art Exhibition oil painting area jury. You should be the director." an old voice.

"Dean, don't tease me, will you? I'm not qualified to be a director here. I'll be a judge."

"You're kidding me. I'm the chief judge, taller than you." the chief judge is the last gatekeeper and has the right to veto the award-winning works selected by the jury of each exhibition area below.

Chen Yifei's natural understanding is clear, Hei hei laughed, "Dean, you can tell the truth. Is this director has the final say?"

"Cough, how come you haven't come up? 55th anniversary, we must have two gold paintings of oil painting, and the last has the final say."

"Inappropriate. I'm afraid of being scolded." Chen Yifei replied seriously.

"I said, how can you conclude that the military works are not good? I have seen at least one work. The surrender ceremony painted by Chen Jian must be enough."

"Oh, the other one won't work."

"Why are you so smooth in business? It's rigid to mention oil painting. Won't you look at it from another angle? Can you look at it as a traditional Chinese painting?"

Poof, Ye Zhen smiled directly. The old artist of emotion also has such a humorous side.

Chen Yifei wanted to say, then you put me in the traditional Chinese painting area, but after all, you didn't dare to contradict me. Once again, he thought it was just a water discharge and wouldn't be scolded to death, so he made a decision: "OK, I promise to do my duty wholeheartedly, and the Dean can rest assured."

"That's settled. Let Taiping find you tomorrow." the Dean hung up.

Chen Yifei looked at Ye Zhen helplessly and said with a smile:

"This is the current situation of the painting world. It's actually very simple to become famous. It depends on whether you can make use of the environment. You should not only be able to use it, but also pretend. Pretend to be temperament, pretend to be deep, pretend to be independent spirit, pretend to be free thinking, pretend to be independent, and strive to attract attention and influence."

"Ha ha." Ye Zhen laughed. "Brother Chen summed up brilliantly. But it's not suitable for me. If I want to be famous, naturally someone will help me hype. Unfortunately, it's not necessary."

Chen Yifei suddenly realized that Ye Zhen's medical skills first established his position. This is the resource that can be exchanged. It's not easy to hype?

Ye Zhen said it was unnecessary. Obviously, he was very confident in himself. At the same time, he was not interested in selling paintings to make money.

If you really want to become a famous family, you will have endless wealth. Just draw one picture for millions.

But Ye Zhen's medical skills are also enough to accumulate wealth, which seems to be faster.

Chen Yifei deeply understands how terrible Ye Zhen's medical skills are.

And he can treat all the diseases that can't be treated in the hospital. It's priceless. How much is it to treat cancer?

million? Ye Zhen said he had no time.

Ten million? Then you have to know, friendship price.

a hundred million? It's not impossible.

The car stopped at the door of a two-story villa.

Yezhen and Xiaoxiao got out of the car and walked into the villa gate.

Because Chen Yifei spent most of his time in Hong Kong, there was only one servant left here. Seeing Chen Yifei, he greeted respectfully: "the boss is back."

"Clean a guest room. Two friends stay here tonight."

"Yes." the servant left.

A hot little cheek, a guest room? The old man is very cute.