The next day, the bank's loan came down, a total of 30 million, Wen Wen Ya, accompanied by Qiu Yifan, and Ouyang Feng went to the bank to go through the relevant procedures, and soon the money had been transferred to the account that Wen Wen Ya opened in the bank in the name of her grandfather.

With the help of Qiu Yifan, the company's various procedures have been completed.

"What are you thinking, the grinding has been worn out by you." Si Yiyan put down the brush in his hand and looked at her fixedly.

Although he didn't know the content of the conversation between her and Qiu Yifan and Ouyang Feng that day, Qiu Yifan and Ouyang Feng had frequent exchanges in the past few days, which still made him aware of some of her small movements.

He checked Ouyang Feng's background, and it was not difficult to guess that she was actually preparing to open an investment company.

Her precise vision, extraordinary courage, and meticulous scheming all made him look at her again, a little sister who has been on the streets since she was a child, actually knows how to use investment companies to collect money for herself, establish intertwined business relationships for herself, and the ambition she shows makes him want to see how far she can go.

"How can the ink be worn out, you are deliberately picking bones in the egg!" Wen Wenya was thinking about meeting with the lawyer of Chaofan Law Firm before, and when she heard Si Yiyan's words, she hurriedly collected all her feelings.

Si Yiyan didn't speak again, but just took another ink inkstone from the Bogu shelf, slowly entered the water, sharpened it lightly and carefully, and then picked up the brush, dipped it in ink and wrote a Xin character on the rice paper: "You take a closer look." ”

A "Xin" character is written out of the elegance and elegance of the peak period of the willow body, he almost converged the kind of knife cut steel casting in the middle of the willow body, the stiff and exposed knot body and the severe and steep wind edge, but with a light and clumsy penetration of the penmanship, with easy penetration of the knot, with the ancient penetration of the rhyme, writing out of the clear and strong bones.

Grandfather said: the willow character can best reflect the human temperament, with the pen in the heart, the heart is the pen, the willow character is clear and vigorous, thin and hard, there is a kind of beauty like the bamboo in general, when I first learned calligraphy, my grandfather asked her what font she wanted, she chose the willow body without thinking.

"What do you see?" Si Yiyan asked lightly.

"I know your handwriting is good, you don't have to show it off in front of me." Wen Wenya looked at him writing well, and said in her heart that it was impossible not to be envious and jealous.

"It's not for you to read the words, it's for you to see the ink, and compare the two kinds of ink." Si Yiyan reached out and gently tapped her forehead.

Wen Wenya lowered her head and looked at it, and soon saw that the famous hall was coming, the ink she had grinded before, the ink was dark and dull, the pen was transparent and weak, and there were even water stains on the paper, and Si Yiyan's ink was dim and bright, and the pen was transparent and strong, and it had never penetrated the water stains: "Why is this?" ”

Si Yiyan smiled and said: "Mo Mo is also knowledgeable, do you want to know?" ”

"Yes!" Wen Ya looked at Si Yiyan with sparkling eyes.

"Come and stand in front of me!" Si Yiyan beckoned to her, a strange light flashed in his eyes, and he seemed to have succeeded in some way.

But Wen Wenya was thinking about the knowledge of grinding ink, and she didn't notice it at all, so he beckoned, and she immediately stood in front of him, "You want to teach me?" ”

"Well, I'll only teach you once, so you have to learn [by heart]." Si Yiyan bit the word heart very hard.

Wen Wenya immediately said: "I will definitely learn by heart." ”

The smile in Si Yiyan's eyes deepened a little, and he stepped forward to stand behind Wen Wenya, his chest was close to Wen Wenya's back, and he felt the thin and skinny lines behind her.

Wen Wenya felt the temperature coming from behind her, her heartbeat suddenly leaked, and she turned around in a panic and said, "Didn't you teach me to learn to grind ink, you ......?"

Si Yiyan stretched out her hand to cover her hand holding the ink strip: "I'll take you ink first and experience the rhythm of grinding ink." ”

Listening to his explanation, Wen Wenya suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, although the embrace of the heat source behind her had been luring her closer, but at least she was not as flustered as before.

"Relax your body, don't be so stiff in your arms, and your fingers will be naturally clenched." The smile in Si Yiyan's eyes deepened, one hand supported her waist for a while, patted her arm for a while, and was busy adjusting her posture.

"Is that so?" Wen Wenya also restrained all her cranky thoughts, and adjusted her posture according to his words, but she didn't know that her current posture was almost half in his arms without knowing it.

Si Yiyan naturally wrapped his hand around her waist, held her hand and took her to start grinding ink: "The strength of the hand should be properly handled, light and heavy, moderately fast, not impatient, even and durable." ”

His breath was slowly sprayed in her ears with scorching moisture, with a slight numbness, tickling people's hearts, the clear and elegant air voice was slightly low, ringing in her ears, she seemed to be able to imagine his tongue hooking and picking when he spoke, flat and flat, suppressed and raised, rolled and frustrated, his heartbeat against her back, she could feel his heartbeat beating with her puff and puff between her breath and breath, Wen Wenya's heart beat faster suddenly.

The atmosphere seems to be a little ambiguous! Warm and elegant.

Wen Wenya quietly turned her head to look at him with her peripheral eyes, but saw that he lowered his head slightly, looked intently at their overlapping hands, and carefully explained the rhythm of ink grinding with the movements of his subordinates.

Seriously, Wen Wenya couldn't help but spit on her impure mind and not serious study, and hurriedly gathered her mind.

Her eyes aside, Si Yiyan's breath held suddenly gasped, feeling the fragrance in her arms, but she couldn't concentrate.

"Your hands are sweaty, are you hot?" Wen Wenya suddenly asked, holding his big palm, the five knuckles are distinct, as long as jade, the palm is faintly thin calloon, gently rubbing the back of her delicate jade hand, his palm is slightly burning and sweaty, her palm is slowly overflowing with fine sweat, and the heartstrings are provoked for no reason.

Si Yiyan suddenly realized that there was a **** in his hand, and he suddenly let go of her hand, and said seriously: "You probably know the rhythm of grinding, and you will be proficient with more practice in the future, don't underestimate the grinding of ink, the knowledge in the grinding ink can be great, on the surface, the hard ink is being polished by people, but in fact, people are also polished by ink in the process, which is not only to hone people's skills in grinding ink, but also to sharpen people's character." ”

Si Yiyan's words really inspired her! Wen Wenya nodded: "Taught." ”

Si Yiyan's hand suddenly passed through her armpit, Wen Wenya didn't have time to resist, his hand was placed on her waist, pressed towards him, and the bodies of the two people fit tightly: "Mo Mo not only wants to be Mozheng, but also to be upright!" ”

What righteous words, but why, combined with his actions, did she feel as if he was the one who was not right?