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Mo Xiaoyu drove his car back to Shengshi Huating. There was no parking space for his own in the underground garage, so he could only park in the open space in front of the villa.
"Why don't you sell that broken car, why are you driving it back?" Ji Kexin said when she heard the sound of the car and watched Mo Xiaoyu enter the door.
"If you sell it, you have to find a good seller. It's not easy to find it for a while, and you have to transfer the title. Take your time. I will find a good buyer first and sell it as soon as possible." Mo Xiaoyu said so, but he was thinking in his heart, why would I open after selling me? Old man Lang went to find a school for himself. If Ji Kexin found out, he had to open himself up, and he had to open himself up. Go to the broken car, having a car is better than not having one.
In the afternoon, Ji Kexin contacted Du Manxue. Du Manxue happened to be at home, so she wrote the address to Mo Xiaoyu and asked him to deliver the clothes and bags for Du Manxue.
"Old Municipal Party Committee Family Court?" Mo Xiaoyu took the address written by Ji Kexin, looked at it, and said.
"Well, call Sister Du after you go, otherwise you won't be able to get in."
Mo Xiaoyu didn't say anything else, and drove to the old municipal party committee's family courtyard. Mo Xiaoyu often passed by here in a black car. The family courtyard of the municipal party committee was built at the foot of Panlong Mountain in the suburbs. The scenery and air there are better, and it is very close to Tangzhou New City. Unexpectedly, Du Manxue lived in the old courtyard of the municipal party committee.
When he got to the door, he explained who to look for. Mo Xiaoyu first called Du Manxue himself, and then the armed police contacted him again. After checking Mo Xiaoyu's car, he put it in.
Compared with the family courtyard of the new municipal party committee, it looks much dilapidated, but it is full of historical atmosphere. It was first built as an expert dormitory for Soviet experts who aided China. Later, after the Soviet experts withdrew, it became the family members of Tangzhou municipal party committee and government hospital.
The small buildings of all red bricks are covered with ivy, and almost every house is wrapped in green ivy, which is very spectacular. Moreover, it is very close to the only park in the city. You can go for morning exercises and walks when you go out, so there are many Veteran cadres are unwilling to move away.
It's just that Mo Xiaoyu doesn't understand how such an intellectual and fashionable woman as Du Manxue lives here?
"Minister Du, I'm Mo Xiaoyu." After Mo Xiaoyu parked the car, he stepped forward and knocked on the door.
Someone inside responded, and then they opened it. Du Manxue was wearing a white home cotton skirt with some ink stains on it, which looked like a landscape painting, especially to Mo Xiaoyu's surprise, Du Manxue actually It was barefoot, which made Mo Xiaoyu hesitate to enter the house. The house has a clean wooden floor, and Du Manxue can step on it with bare feet. How can he get in with his own shoes?
"come in". Du Manxue didn't take what was in Mo Xiaoyu's hand, but turned sideways to let Mo Xiaoyu go in.
"Minister Du, I, this, I won't go in." Mo Xiaoyu looked at his shoes and declined.
"It's okay, just come in and take off your shoes. My hands are not clean, so I can't help you with your things." Du Manxue said.
At this time, Mo Xiaoyu realized that Du Manxue's hands were covered with ink, but he didn't notice that his attention was all on those slender and fair feet. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but blush.
There was no way, Mo Xiaoyu had no choice but to help his right foot with his left foot, and his left foot with his right foot, took off his shoes at the door, and then put the things in his hand at the entrance according to Du Manxue's instructions.
At this time, Mo Xiaoyu discovered that apart from a set of sofas, the first floor of the villa is a large painting table, which is four or five meters long. Although it is not as small as Lang Jianbai's painting table, it is not small. .
"Minister Du likes painting and calligraphy?" Mo Xiaoyu asked.
"Come on, how about taking a look at this picture I drew?" Du Manxue said politely.
In fact, she can just ask Mo Xiaoyu to put things in the door. There is no need to invite Mo Xiaoyu in, but she and Ji Kexin are very good best friends, and she really wants to see how Mo Xiaoyu is alone, Ji Kexin She's not too young anymore, don't be fooled by these kids, Ji Kexin is famous and profitable, she is a delicacy in the eyes of many young freshmen, Du Manxue wants to give Ji Kexin a check.
"Very good, Minister Du is a master of calligraphy and painting." Mo Xiaoyu looked at it and said casually.
Du Manxue looked at Mo Xiaoyu, and said, "You used these sweet words to coax Ji Kexin, right? Talking nonsense, what's so good about my painting?"
At this moment, Mo Xiaoyu was stopped. He didn't expect that Du Manxue came here prepared and was just waiting here. He had no choice but to look at the landscape painting carefully again.
After all, this person is Ji Kexin's little lover. I can order him, but I can't give him any face. That might make Ji Kexin unhappy, so when Du Manxue sawWhen Mo Xiaoyu was pretending to look at his painting again, he was furious and was still pretending, so he waited for Mo Xiaoyu to speak again.
This is an ink painting with mountains and waters, trees and pavilions. Reminiscent of the characteristics of those landscape paintings that Lang Jianbai told himself, Mo Xiaoyu felt that as long as he applied them, he should be right.
"Well, Minister Du, this willow tree is in the middle of the painting, with dense branches and leaves, it can't help stabilizing the heart of the painting, increasing the momentum of the painting, and echoing the octagonal pavilion in the distance, thus widening the surface of the lake and increasing the sense of hierarchy "
As soon as Mo Xiaoyu uttered these words, Du Manxue's eyes immediately brightened. This kid is not an idiot. He seems to have learned something. He nodded, but continued to listen to Mo Xiaoyu's comments calmly.
"The overall layout adopts the virtual scene of weeping willows near the bank, and slowly leads to the circular structure of the octagonal pavilion on the far bank. This contrast between near virtual and far real, near curved and far straight plays the role of jumping pictures"
Until Mo Xiaoyu finished commenting, Du Manxue was actually introduced into her painting by him. She never thought that someone would comment on her painting like this. To be honest, she didn't think so when she was painting, but after Mo Xiaoyu said so, Said that he actually walked in.
"That's right, Ji Kexin really has a vision. I didn't expect you to have research on traditional Chinese painting." Du Manxue showed admiring eyes.
"Minister Du, I'm just the boss' driver, neither her cousin nor any other relationship, really." Although Mo Xiaoyu knew that his defense was weak, that was all he could say.
Du Manxue nodded, pointed to the sofa next to her, and motioned for Mo Xiaoyu to sit down. Mo Xiaoyu wanted to leave, but on another thought, Du Manxue was the deputy director of the Propaganda Department of the Municipal Party Committee. He is a high-ranking official, and Ji Kexin will turn against her at some point. It is also good to know more people.
Such a consideration was not in the mind of Mo Xiaoyu before. Of course, there was no such condition. He only woke up after leaving Du Manxue's house. When did he become so snobbish? (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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