Chapter 294

After signing the contract, Tang Qing and Zhuo Jun eagerly send each other off. They leave the sales office and take a few barrels of oil and a few bags of rice with them. It's like New Year's welfare. It's very strange.

At this time, Tang Fu and Lin Fu, who got the news, were both "blown up" and their brains were a little bit out of their wits.

I didn't believe it at first.

Only when they came back to the shop and looked at the house purchase contract in black and white did they believe that they had "picked up" a big house today.

Why didn't Tang Qing and his family showdown the prosperous Tang industry?

It's because the money is "from a wrong source". If other leading actors engage in Internet, stock speculation, futures, gambling, stone gambling, and selling technology and drugs, they really make money. It's no big deal to have a showdown with their parents. It's really boring to hide it.

But Temo's own business is making money in that restaurant, and others have no income at present. Have Mengyun group, Tianyan, Shengtang, the catering enterprise in partnership with Li Jianguo, and even the villa project in partnership with Huang Qi made money?

I didn't make any money.

All returns are based on years.

When she makes money, she tells her parents that it's OK, but it's a big debt. It's also the reason why Tang Qing only lets her parents know about her restaurant.

Every day I think that my son has hundreds of millions of debts to pay.

They can't get by.

Unless... There is a legitimate source of money to balance these "debts" and turn them into assets.

Anyway, Tang Qing hasn't come up with any good solutions at present, because there are many problems to be solved in the future, and it will become worse and worse. It's not as good as having a big stall, winning five million grand prizes, and winning 100 times in a row? Ha ha, let's wash and sleep. It's very good now. The family members are very full and satisfied. They have hope and a high sense of happiness. That's enough.

Seven in the evening.

In order to celebrate this "blessing", several families got together again. They were still at Qin Yugang's home. By the way, they should also celebrate Qin Yugang's promotion. At the weekend, Qin Yugang didn't socialize.

Several ladies are busy in the kitchen, while some big men are chatting and smoking in the living room.

Seeing the excitement on the faces of the two families, Qin Yugang didn't envy at all. The most important thing for him is his relatives, his wife, two daughters, and these relatives. The house is enough to live in, and the money is enough to spend. It's too big and unnecessary, and his identity is not suitable for living in that kind of house.

Different status, different experience, different personality, different pursuit.

Tang Qing was alone in his room.

In order to revenge Tang Qing for not calling her when she bought a house, Qin Shiqi pulled Lin Jiaxue into her room as soon as she entered, leaving him a look of "you wait for me.".

Tang Qing can only quietly back to the room, the drawer of change one by one.

It's kind of like tribute.

It's 121 yuan.

They should be able to pass the test.

Tang Qing nodded with satisfaction.

Just when Tang Qing was holding her head and looking at her "big guns" on the wall.

Uncle Qin Yugang came in.

"Eh, Tang Tang, why did you draw so many guns?" Qin Yugang was surprised.

The wall of the desk in Tang Qing's room is full of sketches of various firearms. The lines and shadows are very good, especially the details. Even his military fans can't find the slightest fault, especially the sketches of some bullets when they come out of the chamber, the pulled trigger and the experienced hand holding the gun, as well as the cartridge cases that pop up in the air and the pictures of bullets when they come out of the chamber Light tracks and ripples.

He has a bit of impulse to buy. He is willing to buy one hundred and one pairs.

"It's nothing. How about it?" Tang Qing said like a treasure.

"It's very good. The details are very good. You can definitely earn some money by selling it." Qin Yugang kept praising.

"I won't sell it. I'll keep it for myself. If you want, uncle, you can take it." Tang Qing is not short of money. Why do you sell it? It's almost the same as giving people a free sketch. It's still a bit high-grade to send this kind of sketch.

"I'm not welcome. You can draw anyway." Qin Yugang took down the sketch that he had just seen, which was the one of shooting. It was a sniper gun. It was held by a hand that felt vicissitudes, bleeding and chapped in black and white paintings. It made him very shocked. He drew an eye beside the aiming glass, which was slightly narrowed. It was full of cold blood, but full of attachment to life. People who ended their lives loved it Life, let Qin Yugang see is blood boiling.

Flesh and blood.

This is the direct feeling of Qin Yugang in this painting.

He's going to go back and do a good job of mounting it, and hang it in his bedroom. If his wife doesn't allow it, he can only hang it in the office.

Just when Qin Yugang was ready to go back to enjoy the sketch carefully, he suddenly stopped and patted his head.

I almost forgot.

Qin Yugang shook his head with a bitter smile, which is a memory."Tang Tang, what's going on today?" Qin Yugang turned to stare at Tang Qing's eyes and said.

Looking at her uncle's eyes, Tang Qingsi was not afraid.

"What's the matter?" Tang Qing pretends to be stupid.

"Today's affairs are full of strange things. Your uncle and I are old policemen. I really don't think I can see them." Qin Yugang said in a bad mood. Tang Qing's acting skills, he is convinced, you do some silly expression, ah, what's the matter with a smile.

"Yes? What does uncle see? " Tang Qing touched his nose to hide his embarrassment.

"It's arranged to win this time." Qin Yugang said directly.

"Maybe." Tang Qing shrugged his shoulders, indicating that he acquiesced. Qin Yugang was not so easy to deceive. He simply did not deny it.

Qin Yugang had already got what he wanted, so he said, "forget it, I won't talk about you any more. Remember to protect yourself and don't owe others. If you have something to do, tell your uncle, I believe you have a sense of propriety." He knows it's useless to talk too much, and Tang Qing is not a mess. He doesn't treat Tang Qing as a child any more.

"I know. Thank you for reminding me." Tang Qing said thank you, this is the family, always trust and care about you.

"That's good."

With that, Qin Yugang walked out of Tang Qing's room.

Sure enough.

After a while, Lin Fu and Tang Fu came in and took away some paintings. By the way, they praised Tang Qing.

Looking at the missing large wall.

Tang Qing is also very happy.

It's because some people like his works. It's a big deal to paint again. Even the most complicated painting that my uncle took away, which is "survival in the battlefield", is 1.2 meters long and 50 centimeters wide. Tang Qing can draw it in less than an hour.

If there is no money in the future, you can really sell paintings.

But it seems that there is no chance.

In this life, he can't be so poor.

PS: it's late.