Chapter 41:

Chapter Forty One
The painting of "Winter Night" became popular overnight. In addition to old classmates, including some colleagues, there were also some industry teachers, appraisers, etc. who had been so high in the past who devalued his paintings as worthless.
Some are congratulations, some are expressing cooperation intentions, and some want to buy paintings...
"Winter Night" was originally named Lu Dong, a painter from a science class who was the best student in the class.
But that was only then.
Later, his classmates basically changed their careers, either as game painters, or drawing illustrations for people, or engaged in the advertising industry...
Only he is still struggling in this big pit.
Just struggling to reach the age of twenty-eight, relying on the house left by his parents, he also married a wife.
He is a mediocre person.
But most people in the world are like this... Lu Dong didn't feel so depressed either.
Until his mother fell ill and urgently needed surgery, and his wife was pregnant with eclampsia, she could not tell what the future would look like...
Lu Dong's world collapsed overnight.
Then suddenly it was bright all night.
Lu Dong grabbed his mobile phone, read the hot search back and forth many times, and memorized the three words "Gu Xueyi".
He has to thank her!
He has to thank her for saving their family!
...
In the office, Gu Xueyi slowly stood up and asked, "Where is Yanshi's charity fund?"
Chen Yujin noticed the news about the charity dinner the previous day, and of course he also knew what Gu Xueyi said at the auction.
Chen Yujin said in surprise: "Do you really want to donate?"
"Well, of course."
As expected, she was no longer the original Gu Xueyi.
Although she enjoys the current rich life, she doesn't value money so much. In her eyes, money seems to have really become a number.
Chen Yujin smiled and said, "The branch of the charity fund is not here. But you can come with me..."
Gu Xueyi nodded and followed him out.
When Gu Xueyi came out again, Chen Yujin handed her a badge and a certificate.
"Everyone who donates at Yanshi will get something like this."
Gu Xueyi reached out to take it, but didn't care about the weight of these things.
She thought about it, and said: "I hope the money is really used where it should be."
Chen Yujin smiled: "Of course, don't worry, Yanshi's charity fund is never used for money laundering."
Gu Xueyi nodded and turned to leave.
In a short while, Mrs. Yan came to the Yanshi Building and the news that all the money earned from the auction was donated to the Yanjia's own foundation at once spread.
"Who said that the banquet was too stingy and mean to worship money?"
"I'm really convinced, such a large sum of money, if you say you donate it, you really donate!"
"Isn't it donated to our banquet? What is the difference between that and no donation?"
"What do you know? This donation is for the purpose of passing the open account! You think you can use it in private if you use it secretly..."
The employees of the Yanshi Building chatted secretly while posting it online.
Pei Lixin also counted on netizens to reprimand Gu Xueyi for going to the charity dinner for cheating, but she was stingy. In a blink of an eye, the news came out that Gu Xueyi had donated all the money.
For the banquet family, this amount of money is of course nothing, but for the majority of netizens, this amount of money is really too much.
[Cry, Yantai is really kind. 】
[People with beauty and kindness +1, people who have money come with money, but not everyone is willing to donate so much at once! After all, is it not good to use the money to invest to buy a property? 】
[Recently, Gu Xueyi's black bag was posted online? Absolutely, the man is a wealthy wife who assists the police and donates money. What kind of black material does people have? Is marrying a banquet finally silly? Isn't it because men and women are born with each other? 】
...
Pei Lixin looked at the fancy compliments on the Internet, almost to death.
The money that Gu Xueyi took to donate is hers!
Gu Xueyi rarely pays attention to the news on Weibo unless it is necessary. She didn't know she was talking about herself again online.
When she came out of the Yanshi Building, the phone rang again.
She thought it was Yan Wenhong again, but when she looked down, it was Yan Wenshu who called.
"Finally got through..." Yan Wenshu's voice was a little bit sad and a little bit squeamish. She was even on the other side of the phone, leaning on the sofa and falling down, pulling her hair again.
Of course Gu Xueyi knew why it couldn't get through just now.
She chuckled lightly, with a touch of comfort in her tone: "Well, the line was busy just now. What do you want to tell me?"
Yan Wenshu scratched her ears, brewed for a long time, and ran away a little bit. She sighed and had to put away the rainbow farts.
Honestly speaking more importantly: "Do you remember the gallery that day?"
"Well, what?"
"My friend and her brother, the gallery owner, called me. It was the artist Dongye who wanted to thank you."
Gu Xueyi laughed: "I bought his painting for three thousand yuan, and sold it to auction for more than nine million yuan. He wants to thank me?"
Yan Wenshu quickly said: "He must thank you. Is he still a person if he doesn't thank you? This painting has made him famous today! He doesn't know how much his painting has risen now..."
"Leave me his contact information." Gu Xueyi said.
Yan Wenshu said, "Oh, oh, well, I will get it and send it to you right away."
"Ok."
Yan Wenshu couldn't help but smile again: "I really looked like a fool that day."
She thought it was Gu Xueyi who had no money to buy more expensive paintings. It turned out that she used cheap paintings to cover Pei Lixin's money.
"Much smarter than before."
Although Gu Xueyi's tone was calm, Yan Wenshu was agitated: "Really?"
Is she really smarter?
Yan Wenshu thought carefully: "I know, it must be because I read a book recently."
She just wanted to imitate Gu Xueyi's behavior.
She just wanted to not fall behind Yan Wenbo.
But at this moment, Yan Wenshu felt that he had tasted a little bit of sweetness from it. So reading is really useful!
Gu Xueyi couldn't help but chuckle: "Yes."
How can reading work so quickly?
But Yan Wenshu needs some affirmation.
Yan Wenshu got the words Gu Xueyi and stood up, "Well, then I will continue to read."
"it is good."
"By the way, who has been calling you just now?"
"Yan Wenhong."
Yan Wenshu stiffened for a second. She bit her lip and wanted to say something, but she felt that with her current IQ, she couldn't say anything.
Gu Xueyi wouldn't believe it.
She hung up the phone and at the same time developed a stronger sense of crisis.
No, I have to read, I have to study!
"..." Gu Xueyi took down the phone and glanced at it.
The call page has disappeared.
Yan Wenshu should be afraid of Yan Wenhong.
In front of Yan Wenhong, her little tricks really didn't seem worth mentioning.
It was said that Cao Cao would be here, and Yan Wenhong's call came back soon.
"Waiting for an hour this time...is it long enough?" he [Bequge www.bequge.xyz] asked cautiously on the other side of the phone.
Gu Xueyi: "This time it's long enough. Next time it's not enough."
"Huh?" Yan Wenhong was startled on the other end.
Gu Xueyi's tone was gentle, gentle, but a bit strong: "Let's make an appointment. Every time you call me, the next time you call me, there will be more than half an hour."
Yan Wenhong: "...good."
"I'm going home now." Gu Xueyi's tone became a little softer: "Would you like candy?"
There was another smile in Yan Wenhong's voice: "Yes!"
It showed a cheerful side like a child.
As she walked towards the supermarket, Gu Xueyi said, "In addition to sugar, what else do you want to eat?"
"I don't know. Sister-in-law will watch and buy. Sister-in-law bought everything I like." Yan Wenhong said hurriedly.
Gu Xueyi entered the supermarket, glanced at other people's shopping carts, and then remembered the colorful patterns in her heart, and took some of them accordingly.
When he got home, Yan Wenhong was already sitting on the sofa and waiting.
Gu Xueyi asked the bodyguard to carry the large and small packets of snacks and gave Yan Wenhong a glance.
Yan Wenhong had never eaten these various snacks before, and his black and white eyes revealed the color of surprise.
"Have you finished reading it?" Gu Xueyi asked.
"It's finished." Yan Wenhong raised his head and looked at her, like a little milk dog.
"After reading it, you will receive my room first, and then if you take medicine on time, I will reward you with a snack. You can choose the taste."
Yan Wenhong was not curious about these things in the past.
He knows very well that there is really no nutrition in these things called junk food.
But now his heart is full of expectations.
Every reward Gu Xueyi gave was equivalent to a little bit of her affection, and was given out.
Yan Wenhong nodded vigorously: "I will definitely be obedient."
They had lunch together, and dinner together.
When Gu Xueyi went to the study, she continued to prepare to read through the information ~EbookFREE.me~ to digest what Chen Yujin told her during the day.
Her cell phone rang again.
Gu Xueyi: "...We are all at home."
"But... across many walls..."
Gu Xueyi bent over and lifted a little carpet, stepped on it, and gently stamped her foot: "There are not many blocks, only one block. My study is upstairs in your bedroom. You should rest early and stop calling."
Yan Wenhong responded in a low voice, "Oh."
Yan Wenhong put away the phone and couldn't help biting his nails. He made a low voice in his throat: "No calls, no texts."
Will be hated.
Yan Wenhong took a breath and looked up and stared at the ceiling.
There is only one floor...
Yan Wenhong kept staring until he fell asleep on the sofa again.
Yan Wenhong, who received the snacks, was as happy as a child, but when Gu Xueyi got up the next day and went downstairs, what he saw in the dining room was a cold expression, holding a knife in his hand and unconsciously placing the food The poached egg is cut into pieces...
"Yan Wenhong." Gu Xueyi called.
Yan Wenhong put down the knife and smiled immediately: "I just thought about school and wanted to be absorbed."
He touched his face: "Does the way I look just now looks strange?"
"Not surprisingly."
Yan Wenhong breathed a sigh of relief, then frowned, and complained unhappily: "The school called and said that it was for us to return to school early."
"The murderer caught it?" Gu Xueyi pulled the chair away and sat down.
Yan Wenhong stared at her every move and shook his head: "No."
Gu Xueyi's voice was slightly cold: "Then how dare he resume class again?"
"Said it should not delay the progress of learning."
Gu Xueyi nodded at the maid, motioned to the other party to put down the dinner plate, and then said: "You are smart enough, how can you delay?"
Yan Wenhong blinked and asked, "Does my sister-in-law think I am smart?"
Gu Xueyi glanced at him.
Yan Wenhong pursed his lower lip, immediately changed the sentence, and said with a smile: "Our school is managed uniformly, no matter who is smarter or stupid. Everyone is under control when they go in."
"When will I return to school?" Gu Xueyi asked directly.
"tomorrow."
Gu Xueyi took a sip of soy milk: "Okay, I'll take you there tomorrow."
Yan Wenhong licked the tip of his teeth: "Hmm!"
Soon it came to the day that Yan Wenhong was going back to school.
Gu Xueyi took four bodyguards. She and Yan Wenhong were in the front car, and they were in the back car.
By the time the gate of Huaining Middle School, many cars had already parked outside.
Gu Xueyi pushed the car door and walked down, glanced roughly, but felt a serious sense of violation.
The most frequently associated entries in Huaining Middle School include the words "elite education" and "closed management".
These people outside the door, there are parents who are well-dressed, but there are also parents who are ordinary and even look a little disgusted. Their children look completely different.
The children of the former take care of them very carefully, while the children of the latter are as disgraced.
It's not that Gu Xueyi doesn't look down on those people who are in distress.
But she felt a little strange, how did she carry out elite education by bringing two completely different people together?
Elite education sounds more like an exclusive term for the rich second generation.
Gu Xueyi patted Yan Wenhong on the shoulder: "Let's go."
Yan Wenhong stared at his shoulder, and then followed him with a low eyebrow.
The people around quickly noticed him and all cast their staring gazes at him, but they quickly moved away.
There are five big and three thick security guards at the school gate, checking them one by one.
"Did you say that you are not allowed to bring a cell phone?"
"Confiscation!"
"Well, you go in, parents are not allowed to enter!"
Gu Xueyi quickly brought Yan Wenhong to the front.
They had never seen Gu Xueyi before, and they were all taken aback when they saw such a beauty appear in such a place.
Even the security guard was stunned for a second, but soon he lowered his face and said fiercely: "Put down the schoolbag and check!"
Not only did he get the schoolbag behind Yan Wenhong, but he also stretched out his hand to pull on his school uniform.
What kind of school is this?
Gu Xueyi couldn't help but smile.
Gangster?
Gu Xueyi stretched out her hand and grabbed the strap of Yan Wenhong's schoolbag. She raised her eyes, her eyebrows were calm and beautiful, and the hands holding the straps were all white and slender, amazingly beautiful.
She asked without delay: "What is this for?"
The security guard suddenly felt flustered.
He quickly settled his mind, then turned around and asked, "Did she ever register at school?"
"No."
The security guard immediately took out the security baton around his waist as if he had received an order: "Then you stay outside and you are not allowed to go inside."
"What's the rule?" Gu Xueyi chuckled, charmingly: "I am his sister-in-law, am I not qualified to send him to school?"
"I said no, no..."
Gu Xueyi sighed lightly: "Then I said I want to enter, but I have to do it."
The four bodyguards quietly squeezed away the crowd and stood behind Gu Xueyi.
Hey.
Does Mrs. Banquet have to do it again today?
The author has something to say: 　　 I'm here! I almost couldn't keep up, so scared to death. TVT doesn't have much more today, so let's do more tomorrow, I'm a little crap.