Jiang Shu raised his eyebrows. This time it was still the Tang Sancai made just now, but regardless of the quality or craftsmanship, it was absolutely genuine.
Really priceless.
"Do you like it?" He looked at her searching eyes.
Jiang Shu looked at it carefully for a while, and suddenly made a decision in his heart, "Send it to me?"
"Um."
"Really give it to me?"
"Yeah." Lu Xun took the trouble.
"Then you give it to me and I can do whatever I want with it."
Seeing her sly expression, Lu Xun had a bad premonition and reminded her: "I paid eight figures."
Jiang Shu smiled happily, took it from Zhang Ruo, carried it and walked out, "Just right."
After leaving Wenhua, I happened to see Fu Shiyan walking out surrounded by a group of people. He was tall and tall, and his face had no warmth at all, not even lust.
He got in the car and did not leave in a hurry. Instead, he lowered the window and smoked a cigarette.
The smoke surrounded his face, making it difficult to see clearly, as he was as ruthless as a person.
Jiang Shu stood at the wind outlet, his hair blown up, blocking his sight.
Looking at the surveillance footage just now, Fu Shiyan is most likely getting engaged to Wensu.
She suddenly wanted to ask him if he would regret it? It was not his nature to exchange marriage for benefits.
But he still did it. Could it be that he really liked it?
After a while, someone stood up and blocked the wind for her. A pair of hands fell in front of her eyes, blocking all sight.
All the eyes are anxious about is darkness.
Jiang Shu closed his eyes and asked, "What are you doing?"
"Don't look back." Lu Xun's voice was deep.
After Fu Shiyan finished smoking two cigarettes, the car quickly disappeared into the night like an arrow from its string.
When Jiang Shu opened his eyes again, there was nothing in front of him.
She slowly curved her lips and said, "This is very simple."
After finally polishing the design until both parties were satisfied, Jiang Shu was freed. At the same time, she received several photos from Jiang Zhou.
Some of them are sketches of paintings, and the general outline can be seen, but they are just based on the gourd.
There are a few more pictures showing Qiao Xia's movements.
"The place she goes to most every month is the casino. Strangely enough, she has never been to the largest casino in Haicheng."
Jiang Shu snorted after hearing this. The largest casino in Haicheng is Wenhua, Fu Shiyan's territory. How dare she go there.
"By the way, she transfers money to an overseas account every month, and the amount is fixed."
This was probably given to her son abroad, and she was very sincere.
"Also, where does she usually go?"
"There's not much place... But she's so rich, but the place she lives in is very simple." Jiang Zhou sent a photo. In the photo, it was a small house with a well-kept courtyard.
Jiang Shu had no doubt that people have some feelings as they get older.
"What about her property?"
"……It is nothing special."
Jiang Shu frowned, always feeling that something was missing, "Make a list for me. I want to know who she interacts with every day."
Soon it was Saturday, early in the morning, Jiang Shu went to pick up the cheongsam, and happened to see the Wen family leaving. Apparently, they were picking up clothes for Wensu.
"Ms. Jiang, this dress suits you very well. There is no need to change it."
The designer looked at the woman in the mirror, looking amazed.
The cheongsam outlines her figure at a glance. Her skin is white and the color complements each other perfectly. The button on the chest is buttoned to the last button, and the ends of her eyes are slightly raised, giving her a charming look.
Jiang Shu casually picked up a folding fan and looked at himself in the mirror.
It was only today that she realized that she was so suitable for the cheongsam.