Chapter 486

The next day, according to the itinerary of Liang qiange, Bo Xiushen and Liang Xiaoyi got up early.

Jiuqu flower street is also one of the famous scenic spots in San Francisco. When he was at the foot of the mountain, Liang qiange took several photos. Because the time was very early and there were not many tourists, so no one knew him. Liang qiange took off his hat and took photos.

After visiting the Jiuqu flower street, they went to the San Francisco Art Palace. It was not until 11 o'clock that they left for the art center to participate in the art exhibition.

This is a Canadian artist's personal exhibition. His style is abstract and he likes minimalist lines and outlines. This painter is very famous in the world. Liang qiange took a translator to see the other party's painting exhibition in England before. This time, when he knew that he had an exhibition in San Francisco and could go there himself, Liang immediately bought a ticket.

There were many people, media, journalists and some collectors at the exhibition.

Bo Xiushen doesn't feel much about abstract paintings. He just accompanies Liang qiange. Liang qiange leads the translator to walk in front of him. In the middle of the way, Bo Xiushen's mobile phone rings. He goes to the glass corridor outside to answer the phone.

The phone was from the company. He said a few simple words. As soon as he hung up the phone, he saw that outside the gate, the painter and several reporters were ushering in a blond young foreign man from a Lincoln car.

Bo Xiushen looked at the foreign man's face and twisted his brows into a knot.

When you turn around and look inside the exhibition, you can see that Liang qiange and Liang Xiaoyi have no idea where they are going.

Bo Xiushen, holding his mobile phone, pushed open the door of the corridor and walked to another exhibition area around the corner.

At the same time, outside the gate, the painter held the hand of the foreign man with blonde hair and blue eyes, and his voice was inevitably excited: "Neil, I didn't know you would come today, didn't you say you didn't have time?"

The man called Neil is a tall gentleman with a clear outline. He patted his old friend on the shoulder and looked politely at the media lens with long guns and short guns nearby. He turned to his old friend and said, "you can just spare a few hours. This is your last painting exhibition this year. I should be there to congratulate him."

The painter hugged Neil and introduced him to the media: "this is a very good friend of mine. We are college students and all graduated from Cambridge."

Neil was so familiar that the media immediately asked, "is that Mr. Neil, the former executive director of coco headquarters in France?"

The painter said with a smile: "that's him, but now, he's no longer in coco. He started a brand company of his own and is now a jewelry merchant."

The reporter excitedly looked at Neil: "I heard that you left coco because you failed to compete with your competitors for the position of CEO, so you left with the team indignantly and set up your own door. Is this true?"

Neil smiles and says, "fake."

The reporter also asked: "so, do you have any overdue expectations for the position of CEO of coco before that?"

Neil shook his head. "No

The reporter obviously didn't believe it, so we have to ask again.

The painter took his old friend's shoulder and said to the reporters, "you can check Neil's family background. You will know that your current problems make me feel very ridiculous."

When the painter finished, he took his old friend to the exhibition hall and no longer cared about the dry reporters.

In the first exhibition hall, most people were there. Accompanied by his old friends, Neil strolled around the venue, but he was always lack of interest.

The painter asked him, "do you like it? I can give it to you if you have one. "

Neil shakes his head and smiles. He doesn't like painting very much. It's just another person who likes it.

The painter saw that he had a light look and thought of something. Then he suddenly asked, "the last time I met your brother in New York, he said your mother was arranging a blind date for you? My God, the famous campus man is going to be reduced to a blind date. Do you want someone else to live? "

Neil some helplessly said: "I am too busy at work, just anxious at home."

The painter asked, "don't you have a girlfriend? You do fashion industry, you should contact a lot of model stars, do not like it

Neil didn't say much. He just changed the subject and said, "you want to give me a pair? That pair, then He pointed to a line painting of the size of a middle frame in the distance. The painting depicts a mother and her child. Because the lines are too concise, they are not really good-looking from the public's aesthetic point of view. However, in the art world, such strokes have a different flavor.

The painter said: "good." At the same time, he asked the staff, "has that pair been ordered?"

After reviewing the records, the staff said, "yes, sir, the painting has been taken care of by a collector from country Z. she has decided on it."

The painter said to Neil regretfully, "I'm really sorry. It's already ordered. Would you like to see the others?"

Neil was just saying it casually. He didn't like it. He shook his head and continued to read.

The painter led Neil to the next exhibition area, and at the same time, Liang qiange took thin Xiushen's arm and went back to the first exhibition area from the other side.Bo Xiushen looks at Neil's back away from the painter, frowns slightly and looks at the woman beside her.

Liang qiange has taken her son through a circle. She has just ordered a painting, paid for it, signed the contract, and when the exhibition is over, someone will deliver it to her hotel.

It's a picture of mother and son. Liang qiange likes its implication.

"It's almost time. It's time to eat." Liang qiange looked at the time on the mobile phone and said.

When they were about to leave, Liang Xiaoyi suddenly covered his stomach and said, "Mom, I want to go to the bathroom."

Liang qiange looked around, saw the direction of the toilet sign and said, "Mom, take you."

"I don't want to go to the girls' bathroom..."

Liang qiange was embarrassed and suddenly thought that the child had grown up and it was not the time for the baby to be carried into the women's bathroom.

She looked at Bo Xiushen helplessly.

Bo Xiushen looked at the direction of Neill's departure without a trace. After a silence, he took Liang Xiaoyi's hand and said, "I'll take him."

After Bo Xiuchen took Liang Xiaoyi to the bathroom, Liang qiange went on a boring tour.

During the period, the staff came to her to confirm the deposit and address. After confirming that the information was correct, Bo Xiushen over there also took Liang Xiao to translate it.

Bo Xiushen was relieved to see that Liang qiange was still alone.

Three people left from the gate, and at this time, the painter with Neil also happened to come out. The painter was still talking about how popular Neil was and how envious and jealous he was when he was at school. Suddenly he felt that Neil around him did not move. The painter asked: "what's the matter?"

Neil didn't speak. He just stared at the direction of the glass door in front of him. The painter didn't know what he was looking at. Looking along his eyes, he saw that there were three people with Asian faces, like a family of three. His father and mother were taking their children into a black private car.

As the car drove away, the painter snapped his finger in front of Neil and asked, "Hey, what are you looking at?"

Neil seemed to come back to himself. After a moment of sleepiness, he shook his head with a bitter smile and said, "it's OK."

The painter looked at the front and asked, "what do you see? The eyes are straight. "

"Yes, angel," Neil said with some difficulty

The painter was stunned.

Neil said, "other people's angels."