I earn really hard money

Chapter 95 Platform
On the West Fourth Ring Road of Beijing, in the middle of Bali Street, there are many libraries, painting clubs, and musical instrument shops on both sides of the street. Most of the pedestrians walking along the street are engaged in art-related work. The whole street is full of literary and artistic atmosphere.

Even the pruning of the green belts on both sides of the street is very distinctive, which is different from other streets.

Under the setting sun, in an open-air coffee shop on the side of the street, there were a few customers here and there, some were doing street sketches, some were typing on their laptops, while He Xia looked at Zhou Shiliu who was opposite and couldn't help laughing.

"Laugh if you want, why are you so uncomfortable!"

Zhou Shiliu gave He Xia a blunt glance, and tugged at his uncomfortable collar.

"No, I generally don't laugh at my friends unless I can't help it, haha."

He Xia didn't expect Zhou Shiliu to be wearing an elegant long dress. It wouldn't be strange if someone who didn't know her saw it, but he couldn't help but laugh when he imagined Zhou Shiliu standing on the boxing ring in a dress.

"I don't like it either. My best friend specially gave it to me to wear it for important occasions. I'm a fool!"

Zhou Shiliu didn't have confidence in skirts at all, and they were neither fish nor fowl, she couldn't stand it, so she ran back to the car and changed into the clothes she liked.

Walking down from Elfa, a short white T-shirt with a navel, a short denim jacket, jeans on the lower body, and a pair of high-top leather boots on the feet!
"Well, that feels right!"

He Xia commented seriously, saying: "I suggest that if you want to wear something more formal, you can try a neutral suit. Skirts are really not your style."

Zhou Shiliu clapped his hands, and suddenly said: "Yeah, why didn't I expect that Ma De was tricked by that bitch and gave me a dress with bad intentions. He must hope that I will make a fool of myself. I will teach her a lesson next time!"

He Xia grinned, what happened to Zhou Shiliu reminded him of Pan Lanxin and Tian Ziqiong, didn't those good girlfriends also trick each other?
It seems that girlfriends are used to snatch boyfriends and cheat each other...

After drinking coffee, the two got up and walked towards the gallery not far away. Many luxury cars were parked on the side of the road, all of them were from rich families who came to cheer. The cheapest one was 80 million yuan, and the most expensive one was a Lamborghini Avanta many.

"The gallery owner has a wide range of friends. Friends are either rich or expensive."

He Xia looked at a row of cars and sighed.

"Speaking of this, what exactly does the Ni family do? Don't be so mysterious, okay?" Zhou Shiliu looked sideways at He Xia and asked.

When they met two days ago, she directly asked He Xia about her family background, but she didn't get an answer. In her opinion, unless it was those mysterious families at the top, there was nothing to hide. Being open and honest also facilitated communication and exchange of resources.

He Xia smiled and said, "I'm just an ordinary person, so there's nothing mysterious about it. Are you thinking too much..."

"Yeah, when I didn't ask."

Zhou Shiliu pouted secretly, the more he said so, the more mysterious it became. Can ordinary people drive a Bentley Continental?Can ordinary people wear a Rolex worth 80 million yuan?

He Xia didn't explain, he focused on the gallery, five connected facades, although there is only one floor, considering the depth, the internal area is at least four to five hundred square meters, which is not small in a personal gallery in the capital!
"Mr. Pan? Haha, the name of the gallery is interesting, but the theme..."Forgery" is a bit strange."

He Xia knew that the owner of the gallery was named Pan, and the name of the gallery was easy to understand, but the theme of "Forgery" was a bit strange.

"Literary youths, they always create strange things to catch people's attention. If you understand, let's just go through the motions..."

Zhou Shiliu had a soft smile that was hard to see at ordinary times, a bit artificial and unnatural, as if he was a different person, and there was nothing he could do to adapt to the occasion.

The two stepped into the gallery, and a welcoming guest bent over the two of them and made a gesture of invitation after verifying the invitation.

"It's quite particular..." Zhou Shiliu muttered, and suddenly saw the owner of the gallery coming over, waving with his previous smiling face: "Hi, Mr. Pan."

Pan Junhong was dressed in a neat suit, with striped tie, tie clips, cuff buttons and corsage all in place. He was so grand that he seemed to be receiving the Nobel Prize. He walked up to Zhou Shiliu and smiled, "You are here, Zhou Zhou, who is this?"

He Xia looked at the young man in front of him. According to the age of graduation, he was about the same age as himself. He looked a little baby-faced, and he didn't look mature even in a well-equipped suit. His delicate features were indeed very literary.

"He Xia, a friend I met in the GR club, is me, uh, master, who taught me wrestling."

He Xia was slightly surprised to hear this introduction. The two were competing to be each other's masters before, so they were very polite when they introduced it to others.

Then Zhou Shiliu looked at He Xia and said, "This is Pan Junhong, the owner of the gallery, Mr. Pan, an unknown painter in the beautiful country, a prodigal son in a bar in Chicago, and a general defeated in Las Vegas."

"Don't talk nonsense..."

Pan Junhong smiled embarrassedly, and stretched out his hand to He Xia: "It's a pleasure to meet you, He Xia, I don't see that you are actually a wrestler. It must be troublesome to teach Zhou Zhou, a bad boy."

"Haha, no, she also taught me boxing, and we learned from each other."

He Xia didn't take advantage of Zhou Shiliu, it's another matter for the two of them to joke in private.

"Drinks and desserts are prepared over there. Zhou Zhou, He Xia, feel free to ask the staff if you need anything. There are a lot of people today, and the hospitality is not good."

"OK, OK, you're welcome old friends, you're busy, let's appreciate your masterpiece."

"Haha, fake, fake."

After the simple greetings, Pan Junhong continued to entertain the guests, while He Xia and Zhou Shiliu were free to move around in the gallery.

As time went by, the number of guests in the gallery gradually increased, and there was a buffet-style dinner in the middle. Both the ingredients and the drinks were of high quality, which showed Pan Junhong's sincerity.

Zhou Shiliu has a wide circle of people, and he will say hello to everyone he meets. He Xia's name has also spread in the circle of rich children, and of course he also met some people by the way.

For example, Pan Junhong, the owner of the gallery, runs a jewelry business at home. In addition, he also has Internet, building materials, furniture, supermarkets, etc., in various fields. Basically, they are young people who have not taken over. The youngest is eighteen or nineteen, and the oldest is thirty. next year.

People beyond this age range are not from the same generation, and they cannot be talked about together.

"This is not a gallery exhibition in the traditional sense, but more like a communication platform."

He Xia stood in front of a painting with champagne and expressed his feelings.

Zhou Shiliu nodded: "You are quite right. We are usually busy with our own business and always look for opportunities to communicate. The GR Club is such a platform. Bars, hunting grounds, and golf courses are all platforms, as are galleries."

"Look over there, Mr. Zhao, who works in advertising media, and Young Master Wang, who is engaged in real estate, can form a cooperation after chatting."

"Over there, the girl in the black dress, her family also deals in jewelry, which is different from Mr. Pan's family. Her family intends to marry the Pan family, but it doesn't go well."

"And over there, the two people under the pillar, both of them are catering, and they are deadly rivals, and they have to hide when they see each other."

(End of this chapter)