(There was a plot in the first two chapters that was not well written. The protagonist took the initiative to trick Li Baoqing and left an escape route for Li Baoqing. After a sleep, I thought the plot was too low, so I revised the plot. The protagonist

Being attacked by a surprise attack, the conflict between the two parties escalated, and the protagonist did not leave any escape route for Li Baoqing. Those who have already ordered please refresh and see the revised plot. Sorry.)

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Zhang Xiang and Li Baoqing's lawyers met and the two parties signed a settlement agreement.

Afterwards, Li Baoqing and his wife quickly started operating as required.

First, he sold his equity to those four institutions and Yang Chen, and then donated all his assets to the Red Cross.

After getting it done, the family quickly returned to their hometown in the countryside in the northwest.

They were also afraid that one day Yang Chen would be unhappy and think of this incident again, and in anger he would order the overseas mercenary branch of SHIELD Security Group to come over and kill their whole family.

At this time, Qiu Yuhong also returned from handling the mercenary matter in the United States.

After getting off the plane, he went directly to Longmei Hospital to see Yang Chen.

Qiu Yuhong: "Mr. Yang, how do you feel now?"

Yang Chen smiled and replied: "It's fine a long time ago. I thought it was comfortable to live here, so I didn't leave the hospital."

Qiu Yuhong: "Haha... It's good that Mr. Yang is fine. What about Li Baoqing? I heard that they have returned to their hometown in the northwest. Do you want to send someone to deal with them?"

Yang Chen: "Forget it. We are at such a stalemate. If something happens to them now, even fools will know that it was me. There is no need to cause trouble. From now on, they will just farm in their hometown and I will not pursue them. If they still want to get out,

Home in the countryside, just take care of them for me. I really want him to stay in a sparsely populated village for generations to come!"

Qiu Yuhong: "Understood! Then... the matter in the United States was settled. The murderer was killed by our people. I also gave the families of the dead and injured mercenaries a settlement allowance from the overseas branch account. Now everything is settled."

The total cost is 1 million meters, do you think you can accept it?"

Yang Chen: "Haha... I believe in Director Qiu's ability. Thank you for your hard work, go back and rest quickly. I will be discharged from the hospital and go home tomorrow. I have been idle for many days. I have to work hard tomorrow and attract more customers."
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Qiu Yuhong looked admiring and thought to himself: "This is the ideological awareness and patience of the boss. If it were me, I wouldn't be able to be so rich and still be patient and run an online ride-hailing service."

How did he know that everything Yang Chen has now is obtained by running online ride-hailing services.

……

On Sunday, Yang Chen got up early to solicit customers.

He is lying in Longmei Hospital these days. He has not solicited customers for many days. He must be more diligent. Hard work will make you rich.

At around ten o'clock, Yang Chen picked up a passenger who was going from Haicheng Academy of Fine Arts to the city museum.

At first glance, this girl is from a scholarly family, she has a bookish air about her, and she exudes elegance in every move she makes.

Moreover, she is still wearing a student uniform with a slight Republican style, which is eye-catching.

With an oval face, a high nose bridge, and big eyes, it feels like it was drawn by an artist and her mother gave birth to her in this look.

How beautiful is she?

She is so beautiful that Yang Chen thinks he should deduct 1-2 points from girls like Wang Qianni because she has raised Yang Chen's aesthetic standards to a higher level.

Yang Chen: "Is this the passenger with the last number 2513?"

Female passenger: "Yes! Master, please drive faster. I'm going to the museum to visit the art exhibition. I'm afraid I won't be able to make it in time."

Yang Chen: "Okay! Fasten your seat belt, I'll try my best to go as fast as possible!"

After a while, the female passenger received a call.

Female passenger: "Hey, Xiaoling, are you here? Ah? Is it almost over? Master, please hurry up, the exhibition is almost over. Please."

Yang Chen: "Okay, okay, I've accelerated, can't you feel it?"

Female passenger: "Not fast enough! Go faster and let me feel like taking off!"

Isn’t this your boyfriend’s business?

Why are you making things difficult for me, an online ride-hailing driver?

Yang Chen has already reached the age of fifty, and he might be targeted any faster.

Yang Chen: "Okay, I'll try my best to be as quick as possible. This art exhibition is so important, why don't you leave early?"

Female passenger: "Oh...forget it, I wasn't planning to go originally. But my friend said that he saw four very good paintings in the art exhibition. They were themed on the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter, and depicted the artistic conception of four ancient poems. The quality

Extremely high. I just wanted to see it. This is the only chance to see a painting of this level. So, Master, please hurry up and don’t miss it.

."

Listening to her description, why does Yang Chen feel so familiar?

Yes, it looks familiar, not the ear.

"Could it be the four paintings I painted?" Yang Chen thought to himself.

Soon, they arrived at the city museum.

Yang Chen also wanted to see if those four paintings were painted by him, so he quickly found a place to park his car and go in to have a look.

As soon as he entered the exhibition hall, Yang Chen saw many people crowded together to look at the paintings, and he quickly went over to take a look.

Sure enough, the four paintings that Yang Chen sold to Xue Yinong are on display here.

"Mr. Jinghu is really amazing. These four paintings made him come alive. I feel like I am the person in the painting, and I have an immersive feeling."

"It is no exaggeration to say that I have never seen such high-level paintings among modern painters. If he lived in ancient times, these paintings would definitely become masterpieces handed down from generation to generation. It is not impossible for a painting to sell for tens of millions or even hundreds of millions.

!"

"But I have never heard of Mr. Jinghu before. Why did such a master painter suddenly appear?"

"Looking at his painting style, he should be the kind of master who retreats to the countryside. This kind of person will definitely not appear in public. It is normal that we have never heard of it. I just don't know where the organizer of this exhibition got this from.

It is estimated that they will not make the four paintings public. After all, the more mysterious a painter like this is, the more precious he is."

……

Listening to the discussions of the visitors next to him, Yang Chen felt a secret feeling in his heart.

"Oh, don't crowd me. Can you stand where you are and don't move?" said the female passenger.

By coincidence, she was squeezed next to Yang Chen by other visitors.

"Hey, driver, it's you. Are you coming to see the art exhibition too?" the female passenger asked.

Yang Chen smiled and nodded, and said: "I heard from you that these four paintings are very powerful, so I'll come over and take a look."

Female passenger: "Hee hee...how is it? Is the painting very good? It is no exaggeration to say that I have seen works by many famous artists, but none of them are as good as Mr. Jinghu's paintings. I really don't know who this gentleman is."

What kind of master is he? I think he should have white hair and a silver beard, and feel like an immortal from another world."

Yang Chen is a little helpless, will his paintings give people this feeling?

He actually made the girl think he was an old master with white hair and silver beard.

Yang Chen: "The three paintings of Spring, Summer and Autumn are indeed good, but "Fishing Alone in the Cold River Snow" is a bit unsatisfactory."

When Yang Chen said this, he immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"Haha... Young man, you can't eat randomly, and you can't talk nonsense. In my opinion, these four paintings can definitely be regarded as contemporary masterpieces. It is almost impossible for other painters to paint such paintings."

An old man said.

Seeing that he seemed very understanding, Yang Chen asked: "May I ask what you call the old gentleman?"

The old man replied with a smile: "I, Zhao Jingzhong, all my friends in the circle call me Qingfeng Jushi to save my face."

Damn it, Qingfeng Jushi seems to be very nice to listen to. He sounds very high-end when he hears it. Yang Chen instantly felt that his Mr. Jinghu was a bit rustic, and he still suffered from a lack of deep cultural background.

At this time, the onlookers were shocked.

"Ah! You are the layman Qingfeng! The painting "Qingfeng Mingyue" that sold for 10 million yuan is your work!"

"Master Qingfeng, you are my spiritual idol! I particularly like your painting of "Mountain and River Huansha Picture", with seven women in seven postures. It is so good."

"I'm so lucky today. I actually got to meet you, Master Qingfeng. This trip was not in vain. I made a lot of money."

……

Zhao Jingzhong said with a smile: "Thank you everyone for liking my works. Like everyone else, I came to appreciate Mr. Jinghu's paintings. I think his paintings are better than mine."

At this time, the female passenger said very politely: "Grandpa Zhao, do you also think these four paintings are very good?"

Grandpa Zhao?

It seems that this girl is not simple at all. She can call Qingfeng layman Zhao Jingzhong directly as Grandpa Zhao. She must be the child of a big shot in this circle.

Zhao Jingzhong said with a smile: "I think it's really good. Mr. Jinghu's attainments should be above mine. It's a pity that I can't communicate with him face to face."

Yang Chen quickly said: "You are both Qingfeng layman, and your level must be above him. The painting of "Fishing Alone in the Cold River Snow" is not good. The old man's fingers are all crooked, and the fishing line is also a little bent.

It's completely illogical. I'm sure Mr. Jinghu was still very raw when he painted this painting, so he made such a small mistake."

Everyone quickly took a closer look at the coir raincoat's fingers and the fishing line, and found no bend or crookedness.

"Where is it? It looks pretty good to me!"
To be continued...