Long Junchen was stunned, but when he saw Gu Yueqin's smile was a little helpless, he asked tentatively: "How to try?"

Gu Yueqin didn't say anything and led Long Junchen in again. At this time, Chen Haiqing had already put on her clothes. Seeing Long Junchen's pretty face turned red and her eyes rolled.

"Draw a picture for her, I tell her you are learning to draw, just draw a picture to prove it." Gu Yueqin smiled. In fact, she also has her own abacus.

Since Long Junchen added a few strokes to Liu Wenwen's painting last time, she made the painting "live". She really wanted to see what Long Junchen's true painting skills were.

Chen Haiqing looked at Long Junchen with disbelief. This kid is sloppy, how could he have the demeanor of a painter?

However, she still had to give Gu Yueqin a face and had to say, "Rogue, hurry up and draw!"

When Long Junchen heard the word "rogue" and frowned, "Ms. Chen, if you can't tell me the wrong thing about my painting, I hope you will take back the painting you just did."

"Okay, I want to see what you gangster has!" Chen Haiqing deliberately elongated his tone, his eyes full of provocation.

Long Junchen didn't say anything, and put on an easel, let Chen Haiqing sit opposite him, let her lean against the sofa, and her long hair lazily rested on her shoulders, with a hint of naughtiness in her cuteness.

She was wearing a white gauze dress, which was a great test for painters who painted on white paper.

Long Junchen brought a few pencils, and the knife was raised and fell. After a while, the pencil was sharpened. He held one in his left and right hands, and also had one on his left and right ears.

"Hmph, there is still a good look." Chen Haiqing snorted coldly, but his posture still did not change.

Long Junchen raised his pencil and squinted his eyes and gestured at Chen Haiqing next to the drawing board.

After finishing the outline, Long Junchen only took twenty minutes and did not use an eraser. His writing was steady and accurate, which made Gu Yueqin next to him amazed.

Long Junchen then began to mix pigments, step by step, familiar with the process.

Soon, Long Junchen finished painting. It was quiet, and the entire studio was silent. The most shocking thing must be Chen Haiqing. She was disdainful and thought that the last thing she drew was a ghost-painted peach talisman.

But when she saw the painting, her mouth was so wide that she could hold an egg.

Chen Haiqing in the painting has a graceful posture and the whole picture is extremely beautiful. What’s more important is that the nail polish on the hands, the spring light at the corner of the clothes, and the lazy black hair on the scattered forehead are all vividly displayed, just right.

It has both erotic beauty and noble beauty.

Gu Yueqin and Situ Lingling were also quite shocked. Situ Lingling only knew that Long Junchen and Liang Jianguo were very familiar, but they had never seen him have such a magical painting technique.

Gu Yueqin was originally a sentimental person. If Situ Lingling had not been present, she might have thrown her directly into Long Junchen's arms when she saw Long Junchen's paintings.

"Well, I'm very satisfied. I'll take back the painting I just made." Chen Haiqing took more than a dozen deep breaths in a row before calming down the excitement in his heart.

"Ms. Chen, I gave this painting to you, so I just thought it was apologizing." Long Junchen also relaxed when he heard that Chen Haiqing did not continue to blame.

"Stop talking about Ms. Chen, Sister Haiqing!" Chen Haiqing's mouth widened and said to himself that Mo Yibai only has such a little skill, and this kid is still valuable.

Long Junchen didn't know what Chen Haiqing was thinking. Haha, he laughed, and it meant to eliminate grudges with each other.

Long Junchen and Chen Haiqing exchanged phone calls and separated.

After dealing with these mixed things, Long Junchen rubbed his eyes and left the gallery. Situ Lingling was still going to play with Gu Yueqin here. The girl seemed a little angry, and Long Junchen had to leave alone.

Long Junchen dialed the phone number given by Lu Yiming last time, but the phone was hung up after just a sound. Then, Long Junchen received a text message, "See you in the cafe opposite the Public Security Bureau."

What made Long Junchen even more strange was that the other two phone calls were exactly the same. They rang, and then received the same text message.

"It's mysterious." Long Junchen curled his lips disdainfully, and did not take it seriously. He took a taxi and went directly to the Public Security Bureau.

This is a pre-decorated cafe with crystal chandeliers and smooth wooden floors, which look solemn and calm.

Long Junchen walked to the door and received another text message, "The second one on the left."

Long Junchen looked along his left hand and saw a man wearing black short-sleeved shirt leaning against the window.

Long Junchen frowned, walked over and sat directly opposite the man.

"Brother Long, what are you drinking?" The man took a sip of the coffee in front of him, snapped his fingers, and a waiter came over.

"American coffee, add ice." Long Junchen said lightly.

The waiter responded and stepped down. "Brother Long, is the American style here very bitter?"

"You are older than me, I should call you brother." Long Junchen smiled slightly. The man in front of him was at least forty years old. The vicissitudes of time turned into swords and axes, and were engraved on the man's face in the name of wrinkles.

"Hey, we never judge our age by our seniority. You are the head of the company, you are the brother." The man took the American coffee handed over by the waiter and handed it to Long Junchen.

"It's up to you, how dare you ask about your surname?" Long Junchen waved his hand indifferently. Long Junchen actually found this set of rules in the world.

"Don't let the surname Dao, handsome man from Dao, just call me Xiaodao." The handsome man from Dao pursed his lips and said with a smile.

"Okay, Xiaodao, are there two more?" Long Junchen stirred the coffee and took a sip. It was indeed very bitter.

"Brother Long, why don't you guess?" The handsome man licked his lips and smiled charmingly.

Long Junchen saw the teasing expression and was clever. The coffee that had just rolled into his throat almost spurted out. However, Long Junchen's mind was very good. In an instant, he realized.

"So it's a time management master. You use three mobile phones alone. No wonder you have such heavy dark circles!" Long Junchen teased casually, but almost made the handsome man choke out the coffee in his mouth.

"Brother Long, you're just kidding now. If you do this in our business, maybe your phone will be targeted by others. This is equivalent to leaving more ways for yourself." The handsome man from Dao smiled embarrassedly.

"Hmph, I think I'm getting three salary." Long Junchen narrowed his eyes and said sly.

"Hey, you can't talk nonsense. Although it's three salary, Xiaodao has also made three lives, hehe." Dao Meinan said seriously.

Although Long Junchen sneered, he believed that Lu Yiming was definitely not a fool. It seemed that he had acquiesced to this guy.
Chapter completed!