The medicine jar is loved and abused (BL) {MTL}

Chapter 43

Chapter 43 Punishment

    Although Shen Ning said yesterday that he would throw 100 million yuan on Xie Yin's face, he begged Xie Yin for money to buy oil painting tools the next day.

    "I want to buy paints, color discs, and a portable folding easel and chair."

    He stretched out his hands and said, "Mr. Xie, please give me the money."

    Xie Yin stood at the door of the room, staring at the boy's soft palm, and fell into a slight daze. confuse.

    How could he have thought about this in the morning? Even if you think about it, can't you change a more euphemistic term and time? If he said it casually at breakfast, he would agree without much thought.

    As for the current situation, it seems that the company's group of people are blocking the door of the office to ask for project funds.

    He looked at the boy with a confident face, as if he should pay him the money to buy oil painting materials:     "

    What about your own money?"     He said softly, "Didn't Mr. Xie say that he will bear all the expenses for my oil painting?"     He still remembered it.     Xie Yin stretched out his hand, and the golden light spot that penetrated the European-style arched windows in the garden and corridor was on the bridge of his nose, jumping like a musical note in a conductor's hand.     "Yes, I will do what I said. But what can you give me in return?" There     was a hint of doubt in the boy's eyes. Wasn't that what I said yesterday? Yesterday, Xie Yin's condescending, wanton and indulgent attitude was like treating pets. Obviously, he wants to do good deeds for free, right?     Are you asking for too much? Did he ask for 100 million?     Xie Yin looked at his obviously dazed face, and said with a good temper: "Any investment is about return. If you can show your results, I can provide you with all the learning expenses for free."     "What kind of results? Is it a result?"

    The man stepped over from him in a good mood, and left a smiley sentence:

    "Let's start by entering the top ten in this competition."

    ...

    Reality is not a dream, in the dream Shen Ning is the universe The overlord, the center of the world. The reality is that it is said that there are hundreds of people who signed up for the competition, and Shen Ning needs to defeat hundreds of people to get the honor of the top ten, let alone the first place.

    The difficulty suddenly increased.

    However, no matter what, painting is a happy thing. Others, or even a little famous or a closed disciple of an academy master, are still uneasy, so what is there to worry about when he comes from a wild man?

    After Shen Ning obtained the financial authorization from Boss Xie, he contacted a professional oil painting studio, came to install tools for him, and remodeled the studio. In the morning, people came in and out of the villa, which was extraordinarily lively.

    Aunt Li smiled happily on the side:

    "Since Mr. Shen came, this house has become more and more lively."

    Xie Yin was not in this mood. He was so noisy that he couldn't stay in the study any longer. Standing in the ventilated area of ​​the stairs on the second floor, he glanced coldly at the boy who was rushing up and down the commander, and turned to go to the roof balcony.

    Shen Ning has been busy for more than half of the day, and has made a prototype of the studio. His physical strength is embroidered pillows. Although he is only a supervisor, he still collapses on the creative dolphin sofa in the tea room, with his chin resting on the "dolphin". On his round head, he stared blankly at Xie Yin who was sitting in a chair drinking coffee.     Xie Yin is a typical figure who is stripped and fleshy, dressed to show a thin body, and can wear a noble style even in custom home clothes, Shen Ning looked at the man in front of him in a daze, and suddenly said:     "Mr. Xie, you come and be me Model, I will definitely draw well."     Xie Yin flipped through the magazine in his hand with little interest, his expression was quiet and leisurely, and he didn't hear a word.     "Mr. Xie, what are you looking at?"