"It's a must!"

Shen Jiani was in a very good mood and smiled "haha".

Those smart eyes, but looking at the phone, began to study the painting, how to start the brush.

Gu Bancheng was good-tempered, and said patiently: "You! He drove the car intently, but he had a way to deal with Shen Jiani in his heart.

Xiao Nizi, you have the final idea of painting, but this painting scroll has to be bought, more. Isn't it up to me to say how long and how wide it is?

Looking at Gu Bancheng from Shen Jiani's point of view, he smiled elegantly, but in fact, there was an evil arc in front of the glass window.

Lu Zi relied on the three of them to eat, and then returned to the company.

At this time, he was in front of the window of the office building, staring directly at the location downstairs, watching when Na Nizi would return.

When he saw the black Porsche, Lu Zijiao brought his flat mirrors, wanting to let himself see the demeanor of the people downstairs clearly.

But at a distance of more than thirty floors, it would be good for him to be able to see who that person was.

At this time, he wished that he had a pair of glasses in his hand, so that he could see every move of the people downstairs, even a subtle expression.

"What's going on, why do you always do it to me?"

Gu Bancheng got out of the car, walked to the co-pilot's seat, opened the door gentlemanly, and saw that after Nan Nizi came out, he carefully touched Na Nizi's head.

"Nizi, what's wrong, doesn't this head hurt anymore!" Gu Bancheng didn't forget to care about Shen Jiani's head because of the ease of the two of them chatting just now.

"Brother, don't you say that I forgot, just said it in passing, if you are nervous, if something really happens, can I still be in such a leisurely state?"

Shen Jiani glanced at Gu Bancheng, turned around in front of him, and then pushed him to the driver's seat, opened the door, and stuffed him into the car.

"Nizi, are you alright?" Gu Bancheng still asked Shen Jiani uneasily, with such a often painful head, what kind of effort do you have to spend and what kind of painting you want to paint!

"It's really okay, you're rambling, I'm ignoring you!" Shen Jiani spoke impatiently, and her little face instantly tensed.

"Okay, call me as soon as you have something, I'm leaving!" Shen Jiani's face was embarrassed, and Gu Bancheng was not entangled, starting the car and instructing.

"Okay, brother, don't forget to buy me a painting scroll, color ink!" Shen Jiani instructed the people in front of her, and silently told herself that in the future, she could say that she could talk about headaches in front of anyone, but in front of her brother Gu Bancheng, she couldn't mention it once.

Gu Bancheng nodded with a smile: "Don't worry, I will never forget what I promised you!" ”

"Well, then you drive carefully, I'll go up, bye-bye!" Shen Jiani stretched out her hand and made a goodbye gesture with Gu Bancheng.

Seeing that the car had left and drove far away, he withdrew his gaze and walked towards the office building.

Gu Bancheng naturally treated what Shen Jiani instructed as an important document.

While the vehicle was moving, he called his assistant, told Xu Qing's home address, and ordered some matters related to painting.

It's just that this painting scroll is destined to be different from what Shen Jiani saw......

Walking into the office building, Shen Jiani got on the elevator.

The elevator was going up and stopping, and she was a little nauseous as it went up.

In another elevator pause, my head hurt again, swelling, dizzy, and my head was very unclear.

Then it was, like a piercing heart, a pain.

After the elevator was opened again, the cold wind of the central air conditioning was blowing in the face.

But Shen Jiani, who was surrounded by pain, didn't feel cool, and still sweated finely, condensing into drops......