Chapter 198

"For a month, you come back now and leave together in five days. Come back and get ready for school. "

Fang Zheng sighed in his heart, but there was no way.

"OK, I'll go back."

There is no way. What can we do? Love and career have crashed.

Fang Zheng is a little pessimistic. It seems that he and Xu Haodong are not going well. At Christmas, he wants to come back, but his elder sister has an accident, so he can't come back. When Xu Haodong was at home, he looked forward to his return on Easter. But when he took part in the art exhibition, he closed the door to paint and couldn't come back. Xu Haodong is waiting. This time, he can finally come back. Xu Haodong can't come back to participate in the Agricultural Expo. Waiting on the left, waiting on the right, wasting more than ten days. If I had known that, he would not have gone to Tengyun town. Just go to find Xu Haodong.

Again.

Is the relationship between him and Xu Haodong gradually drifting away because of the quarrel?

Xu Haodong was silent for a few seconds when he heard the news.

"I'm sorry."

He left Fang Zheng waiting.

Fang Zheng came back so far just for him, but they didn't have a hug, a kiss or even a face.

"You're busy, so am I."

Busy is always a good excuse. Also most helpless.

"Haodong, one year has passed, we can't even see each other. There are still two years left. You say that Fang Zheng didn't finish what he said, but Xu Haodong understood.

All struggle hard, are very busy, all seem to meet again in three years later, for the better life after busy. Then, will it be farther and farther away, will it be possible to wait until the time has come for things to change and people to change, and will it be possible to realize the beauty envisaged?

"I love you and I'll be waiting for you."

Fang Zheng's helpless smile.

"Well, you wait for me. I will come back when I have a holiday. Don't be so busy when I come back next time. Even if you just give me one day, I want to meet you."

"Take care of yourself!"

"You too."

Fang Zheng thought that his two month vacation with Xu Hao was gone. With all kinds of regrets, he bid farewell to Xu's mother and told his agent that he could not attend the art exhibition. Back to school.

Xu Haodong finally came back on the fifth day after Fang Zheng left. He planned to come back half a month after the Agricultural Expo, but he was busy from beginning to end.

Lying on the bed where Fang Zheng had slept, he took a deep breath, as if he could relieve the pain of Acacia.

Xiaobai comforts Xu Haodong. It doesn't matter. At Christmas, my boyfriend and I go abroad for the holiday. I'll take you. I'll send you to Fang Zheng's side. Then the two of you will spend your time. We'll play our game. We'll meet at the airport when we leave. Don't worry. It's only four months. We can meet again.

Well, Xu Haodong drew a big circle on his calendar book. Even if there were hail and knives on Christmas day, he had to go to see Fang Zheng.

Don't worry, one Christmas, another, they will not be separated for a long time.

Three years, soon passed, time always passed quickly, like this year, blink of an eye to the summer vacation, busy is the best way to solve Acacia.

When he came back, he began to expand the cultivation of Russula edodes, built a greenhouse in the base, took people to dig selenium rich soil on the glass, and transported it back to make germ. All orders received this year can be completed.

It's too difficult to get into the Royal Academy of fine arts, but the welfare is the best. When you visit Europe in January, the school is responsible for food and housing, and the students only pay for the air tickets. Several teachers led the team, detailed explanation, in-depth understanding ah. This study tour has benefited a lot.

Fang Zheng is visiting Italy. Sculpture and art are inseparable. The beautiful sculpture is perfect. After visiting, he sits on the steps outside the museum and has a rest.

As soon as the phone rang, Fang Zheng almost choked off the coffee. Get your cell phone out.

The agent's phone call, tomorrow is the agent's art exhibition, I want to ask if I can go back to the first day of the opening ceremony.

"Brother Wang, I..."

"It's over! It's over

Without waiting for Fang to finish, the agent screamed in despair on the phone, with a cry!

"It's all over! A fire, it's all gone! "

Fang Zheng's heart clapped.

"What fire? What's gone! "

"Warehouse, the warehouse where you put your paintings, there's a fire, and all your paintings are gone! My painting! Your painting! More than 100 paintings by more than 20 painters, a fire is gone

The agent wailed.

"What can we do! Tomorrow, my money, my paintings and all my hopes are gone! "

How could this happen. How could there be a fire?

"So my paintings and Xiaobai's are gone?"

"The fire department won't let me in. It's still burning inside! Don't mention the painting, the warehouse is almost burnt out!The agent collapsed, crying on the phone.

"I've sold it all. The buyer lent it to us for exhibition. If there's any damage, we can't pay for it in full. We have to pay for the loss. There's no way to survive!"

"Who set the fire?"

"I don't know. I don't know. What can I do? My art exhibition!"

The agent fell to the ground crying and could not answer any questions from Fang Zheng. There was a lot of noise at the end of the phone. Some people yelled to leave quickly. Some people yelled that it was still burning there. Some people said that someone fainted here. Call an ambulance!

And then the phone went off. Fang Zheng quickly dials again, unable to get through.

Fang Zheng calls Xiaobai quickly. Xiaobai's mobile phone is connected quickly, but he is already flustered.

"I'm five kilometers away from the warehouse. There's already a huge fire there. I don't know what's going on. I'll tell you when I get there!"

The road ahead has been blocked, and the fire brigade has not allowed the onlookers to come near. Xiaobai jumps out of the car and pushes forward until he reaches the edge of the ring line. He sees that the warehouse is surrounded by fire.

The blazing fire can be more than ten meters high. I don't know why there is such a big fire. Firefighters can't rush in at all. Several high-pressure water guns are working, and the air is filled with a strong smell of gasoline.

The fire was very strong, involving two or three warehouses next door. This area is the warehouse of artists. There are sculptures, ceramics, and more paintings.

Many artists come to hear the wind and cry out for my work in despair!

Stopped by firemen and not allowed to pass.

The agent was dragged out by two firefighters. The agent had passed out.

Xiaobai rushes up and shakes the agent.

"Where are the paintings that Fang and I are fighting for? Where are our paintings?"

The broker was as shabby as mud. His face was covered with runny nose, tears and dirt. He was desperate in his eyes. He waved to Xiaobai and was helped by the doctor to the ambulance.

Can't save back, Xiaobai want to rush in can't, his boyfriend dead according to Xiaobai, firemen don't let anyone near.

The warehouse was engulfed by flames, burning from the inside to the outside, let alone being burned by the fire. With such a large column of water rushing down, all the paintings were ruined.

The fire devours everything.

They are all stupid. Their painstaking efforts and creation are all on fire.

Xiaobai's loss is still small, that is, three or four paintings. The most important one is Fang Zheng. A series of five paintings are all finished.

Their painstaking paintings are gone before they can show them.

It's like a woman pregnant with bitterness for nine months. Before she can open her eyes and see the world, her baby disappears.

Xiaobai turned blue. His boyfriend hugged him and comforted him. But what about the loss? Fang Zheng's loss.

The fire lasted more than three hours. When the open fire was put out, the firefighters rushed in, and Xiaobai rushed in regardless of advice.

Everything is scorched.

Agents should be classified. A painter's paintings should be put together and displayed tomorrow according to his reputation.

Xiaobai rushes to the most conspicuous place. It's supposed to be Fang Zheng's painting, but there are very few ashes here. It's just a lump of things. It's a burnt black lump. I can't see what it is.

Xiaobai is a little puzzled. No matter how big the fire is, it will burn out. That's also five paintings. If the canvas and frame are burned away, there should be some remains. Why do you slap a big lump of things?

Could it be that the water column was too strong during the fire fighting, and these charred things were all washed away? Can't tell who's who's who?

Almost all of them were burnt out. Only one painter's painting was in the corner, leaving only half of the painting.

If you want to cry without tears, there is no way back. No way. What can I do?

Xiaobai is crazy. What can I do? Fang Zheng's face was ugly, and he clenched his fist. For these paintings, he gave up the opportunity to return home and stayed up all night fighting. He thought he could sell some money, but now he has to change it. The broker has already negotiated a price with the buyer. The transaction price is six million yuan. The buyer has already paid half of the money, and the remaining half of the painting exhibition ends with one hand painting. First through the hands of the broker, tax deduction, the broker's Commission, and then call Fangzheng.

In the agreement signed by the buyer and the broker, there is also an accident such as sudden force majeure. The broker has to pay 20% of the loss compensation, not counting the deposit paid by the buyer.

If there is a contract between the agent and the painter, the agent will take part in the total amount of the paintings, and share the risks during the exhibition. That is to say, 20% of the damages should be borne by the broker and the painter.

When Fang Zheng lost the painting, he had to pay 10% of the compensation.

What's the manager's fainting? If he doesn't die, he has to get up and deal with all the aftermath. Tomorrow is the painting exhibition. How much money did he charge for the tickets? The money has to be returned.

The agent got up with his teeth clenched and called the painters.

First of all, call Fangzheng. Fangzheng will lose the most."I'm so sorry, Miss Fang. I can't take care of it."

"What's going on? Why did a good warehouse catch fire? Didn't you say no fireworks? Is the keeper of the vault neglecting his duty

The agent choked.

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