Chapter 9:

Li Wangjin sat opposite He Ming, his tone deepened, "You have completed that" Snow in the Snow "?"
"Hanjiang Snow" is Xu Fangweng's most famous painting. It is said that ten years ago, a mysterious rich man took a price of 560 million yuan. The rich man of Xiangjiang wanted to buy one billion yuan, but finally returned.
He just received the news today, so he dropped the company's affairs and hurried over. Over the years, he and He Ming have collaborated many times, but this is the first time he has done so.
He Ming nodded slightly, "It will be finished in a few days. Do you want to buy it? If you don't buy it, I will sell it to others. There are also a few people who want to ask me for a draft."
In these years, he not only helped Li Wangjin transfer his paintings, but he also usually drew a few paintings in exchange for some money.
Li Wangjin sat up. Before that, he took money from the company's account, which was tens of millions at most, and accumulated less. This time he took a billion ... I don't know if Jun Rong would agree.
He remembered that Jun Rong's attitude towards him became more and more indifferent during this time, and he also wanted to arrange his nephew into the company in the past two days. He flashed his mind, "Apart from" Hanjiang Snow ", do you have any other works, and then make a book of 1.5 billion."
He believes that He Ming will not betray him because He Mingwei's son is in his hand, and He Ming attaches great importance to his son. Just recently, a shareholder wanted to sell the shares. By then, the money can be used to buy the shares, and then his shares will be stable and stable.
He Ming hesitated and said, "I try."
1.5 billion, according to the man, if things go well, not only will he and his son be sent abroad. And it will give him millions. Compared to Li Wangjin, that one is much more generous. He helped Li Wangjin paint so many paintings over the years and only made millions. and……
He remembered the friends who had painted with Li Wangjin himself, and he disappeared silently like that. He didn't want to end like that.
Li Wangjin heard this, and a faint smile appeared on his face. "Rest assured, your son and I will arrange you to the best school, and I will help send you abroad to study in the future."
He Ming bowed her head, her voice filled with gratitude, "Please, please."
The hands under the table clenched into fists.
Suddenly he looked up and said, "By the way, my friend met someone who looked like Winsell abroad. He came to me for tea the other day and recognized it after seeing my painting."
Li Wangjin used to take pictures of Winsell and asked He Ming to help paint a few pictures. There are also several portraits of Winsell in the studio, so Heming is no stranger to Winsell.
Li Wangjin's eyes widened in shock, and the muscles on his face twitched a few times, looking a little embarrassed. "Is this true? How could it be?" He seemed to remember something and asked: "She's in where?"
"In Country R."
Yes, Sil has a twin sister. It is said that she went abroad several years ago. It is likely that she is.
"How is her condition?" He sighed softly. After all, it was Si Er's sister. Before Si Er died, besides Song of Songs, the most memorable thing was her, if it could help.
He Ming said, "She is a neighbor of my friend and is not doing well. It is said that her husband not only owed a large debt, but also derailed, and it took her a lot of effort to divorce. Because she is good, and she is lonely, They are often bullied by locals. "
Li Wangjin listened to this, the more he felt uneasy, he said seriously: "Tell me her address, I will send someone to pick her up."
For Sil's sake, maybe she can take care of it under her eyelids.
He Ming took out the slip of paper and handed it to Li Wangjin.
After Li Wangjin received the note, he added, "From today on, each of your paintings has gone from 50,000 to 60,000."
His tone had a taste of honor and dignity, just like in the past, high above him.
"Thank you, President Li."
...
Li Wangjin soon brought Winsell's sister, Wins String, back. Country R was only a few hours away from the plane in S city, but the next day, he saw Wen Sixian.
Wen Sixian and Wen Sier are indeed twins, and they are very similar. When he saw it, there was a feeling of Winsor resurrected.
When Wen Sixian saw him, his tears fell on the spot and he stepped forward and hugged him.
Li Wangjin was a little embarrassed and wanted to push her away subconsciously, but when her tears fell on his neck, he felt that tears were very hot, as if dripping on his heart. Instead of pushing her away, he patted her on the back gently.
"It's okay. You're back. I'll protect you on behalf of your sister."
"You can treat me like your brother."
"Thank you, really thank you." The air exhaled from Winsing's neck sprayed his neck, making him a little bit itchy.
She told him the hardships of these years, she was tears to the sad and the sad. The experience from her mouth was even worse than He Ming mentioned. Wen Sixian's husband not only cheated, but also domestic violence. She even killed two children.
"Why not divorce earlier?" Li Wangjin blurted out. Wen Sixian's hazy eyes looked like her sister, making him invisible.
Wen Sixian seemed to have encountered something inexplicable. She bit her lower lip and refused to say.
Li Wangjin didn't force her. He led Wen Sixuan to the three-room house. The driver was the grandson of the driver who had worked for him for many years, and his tone was very tight, and he would be tight-lipped even in front of his wife. Li Wangjin trusted him very much.
He sat up in the back seat with Winsing.
When I got to my destination, Wen Sixian's wallet fell out when I got out of the car. Her wallet buttons were unfastened and spread out. Li Wangjin stooped to help pick it up, and was stunned when he saw the picture in the wallet mezzanine.
There are two photos left and right in the wallet. Zhang is a photo of Li Wangjin when he was young. At that time, Li Wangjin Junxiu was angry with the book and stood under the tree holding the experimental report.
The other is a picture of Wen Sixian and a man. That man looks alike like Li Wangjin.
Wen Sixian hurriedly took the wallet back, tilted her head, and the exposed neck was red. I do n’t know if it was because of hot weather or other reasons.
"Is this your husband?"
Wen Sixian's voice was very light. "... Um."
Li Wangjin is no fool, especially keen on this. These two photos point to the truth ...
No wonder, it's no wonder she's initially reluctant to divorce.
Thinking of that speculation, he couldn't help looking at her, his eyes complicated.

Li Wangjin returned to his home, walking in a long time, relaxed and happy. Today, he has the illusion of returning to his youth. The dreamlike feeling is like fine wine, which makes him unknowingly immersed in it.
When he entered the house, he saw his wife Fang Junrong sitting on the sofa and flipping the book with another adopted daughter Zhong Yi. Although Zhong Yi stayed at home for several days, she spent most of her time in her room. She didn't have a strong sense of existence. Li Wangjin also often forgot that besides Song of Songs, she had such an adopted daughter.
"Are you reading the latest magazine?" He glanced, as if it were related to clothing.
Fang Junrong raised his head and raised his lips. "I'm asking Zhong Yi to choose a few sets of skirts that I like. When the skirts arrive, let her try them out and modify them according to her figure."
Li Wangjin thought of Jiang Yage subconsciously, "Are n’t Yage home? Did n’t you ask her?" He said in a joke: "Although I know you like Zhong Yi better, but they are all children at home, you can get a bowl The water is flat and you can't be eccentric. "
He didn't feel good about Zhong Yi, maybe it was because Zhong Yi had hurt him in front of Yage when he first met. In addition, he felt that Zhong Yi was closer to his wife and his attitude towards him was alienated, so Li Wangjin did not like her even more.
Fang Junrong confided: Li Wangjin is the person who is least qualified to say this.
Her smile is still perfect, and her tone is meaningful. "Yago is not suitable for coming over."
"Why isn't it suitable?" Seeing his wife really wanted to sing down Song of Songs, Li Wangjin felt that this was not the case.
Fang Junrong said slowly: "I'm going to introduce Zhong Yi at Xinxin's birthday party, so of course she must be well dressed that day."
"Yako needs it, too?"
Fang Junrong laughed lightly, as if laughing at his naive, Li Wangjin was very uncomfortable with that silly look.
"Don't you remember? That was the day of death for Yage's parents. Just in the past year, Yage had to be filial piety for his biological parents, so it's hard to attend the banquet."
"What should I do if she feels sad when she touches the scene?" So I decided to let her stay somewhere else for a few days, and I also thought about her mood. "She directly said what Li Wangjin had said before, and flung him again on.
Li Wangjin's face turned red and turned from red to green, but Fang Junrong blocked him with what he said. If he retorted, he would face himself.
He could only sneer, "I almost forgot about it, or you thought about it."
He also said to Zhong Yi, "Choose a few more likes, and buy them all by then."
Zhong Yi heard the words, raised his head and smiled at him, "Thank you Dad." Then she lowered her head and continued to flip through the magazine.
Li Wangjin watched the two of them discussing which style of dress was good-looking, and her heart was a pity. Xinbin invited a lot of guests on his birthday. Originally, it was the best time to introduce Yage's identity, but now he can only figure it out.
I was a little displeased, and after thinking of Winsing again, I got better again. Wen Sixian has returned to China, but she can let her meet with Yage a few times to comfort her.