Sun Wenqu took the box in front of him, opened the lid, looked in, and was stunned: "Hydney?"

"Well," Fang Chi grabbed his head, "I want to buy lily of the valley, but lily of the valley is not blooming now... Do you like this?"

"I like it," Sun Wenqu took out the bottle and held it in his hand to look at it, "Is it still pink?"

"There are only fans," said Fang Chi, "I think they are quite beautiful."

"Well, I'll take it back and put it on the windowsill," Sun Wenqu turned the bottle, "Mr. Huang shouldn't eat flowers, right?"

"...I won't eat it," said Fang Chi, "or you buy it a pot of cat grass."

"No, it's not in my room now," Sun Wenqu held the bottle in his hand and stood up. "This unambitious eunuch has already been thrown into Hu Yuanyuan's arms."

"Let it go back." Fang Chi saw him turn around and walk into the exhibition hall, so he quickly took the box and handed it over.

"Why put it back?" Sun Wenqu said, "Don't throw the box away."

"You are holding a pot of flowers in?" Fang Chi was stunned.

"We are holding the flowers in," Sun Wenqu said, "Let's go and take you in and see the set of things I made."

"Your dad...is still inside." Fang Chi hesitated.

"Are you afraid?" Sun Wenqu turned around and looked at him.

"I'm afraid, but I'm not afraid," Fang Chi took off the box and flattened it and put it in the trash can next to him. "I'm afraid there will be any conflict in a while. After all, Uncle Liangzi, you are here to participate in the exhibition."

"It's okay, don't worry," Sun Wenqu said, "My father won't stay here for long. The organizer can't even invite him. He probably doesn't have any of the things in the exhibition halls. If he comes, he will definitely leave after he goes around."

Fang Chi didn't know this industry. Today, he entered the exhibition hall and saw the booth of Ma Liang's studio. He realized that Ma Liang's studio should be quite famous. The size and location of the booth are the best.

Fang Chi followed Sun Wenqu all the way and saw many eye-catching works. Many people took photos with guns and cannons. Ma Liang's studio was also very busy. Hu Yuanyuan was sitting in the innermost reception area with a few people saying something, and many people were watching in front of their display stand.

Sun Wenqu’s father was indeed not at the booth, and Ma Liang was not there either. He probably went around with him.

"That set," Fang Chi leaned into Sun Wenqu's ear and pointed to the sets of bottles placed in the middle of the booth, "It's yours."

"Can you still recognize it?" Sun Wenqu smiled.

"Of course, I will accompany you for a summer vacation at least." Fang Chi said.

When Sun Wenqu’s father was not here, Fang Chi felt much more relaxed. He walked over and stood in front of the booth, looking at Sun Wenqu’s bottles.

There is a small sign in front of the bottle, which is very artistically made, with "Wait" written in Chinese and English.

Fang Chi looked at the exhibits next to him, and they all had their signatures, but only Sun Wenqu did not have his name.

Fang Chi didn't understand these at all. Fang Chi didn't see why these three sets of bottles, big and small, had no other colors except white. Why was they named Waiting and what they wanted to express? Fang Chi didn't see it.

I felt that it looked beautiful, very modern, but it also had a feeling, which was the feeling when Sun Wenqu made pottery. He didn't know what could make this aura appear on a bunch of bottles that looked a bit weird but not uncomfortable, but it just felt that it was surprisingly very suitable.

As expected, things like art are unwilling to have anything to do with him. After reading them for several minutes, he couldn't see any tricks.

Hu Yuanyuan saw them and waved her hand. Sun Wenqu nodded, and Fang Chi said softly: "You can watch it for a while, I'll go over and talk to you a few words. That's a big customer."

"Okay." Fang Chi nodded.

Sun Wenqu looked at the booth, put the hyacinth in his hand next to the set of bottles, and then walked over and sat down.

Fang Chi looked at the hyacinth on the booth with some surprise. He didn't know whether it was Sun Wenqu intentionally or unintentionally, but after putting the pot of flowers on it, the pile of white bottles became even more eye-catching.

Fang Chi knew several exhibitionists in the studio. After watching for a while, he sat down with them.

The people who were chatting with Hu Yuanyuan before seemed very interested in Sun Wenqu’s bottle. They walked back and forth between the booth and the reception area, looked at it for a few more times and then went back to chat.

Fang Chi's eyes never left Sun Wenqu.

Sun Wenqu was wearing more formal today than usual. The gray casual trousers made his legs look slender, and the bracelets on his hands looked like pottery, which made his hands look very good... Sun Wenqu's hands did not need any set-up.

Fang Chi likes to see Sun Wenqu talks with people about serious matters. Although it is rare to see him, whether he is with Ma Liang or with these people now, he seems focused and free, making people feel comfortable.

Fang Chi was very surprised. At this exhibition, he was probably the only one who stared at people so intoxicatedly. He didn't notice when Ma Liang stood in front of him. He didn't notice it until Ma Liang put the drink he handed to him in front of his nose that he raised his head in shock.

"I have to give it to you later, tie it up, a rope," Ma Liang said to him with disgust, "This eye is about to go up, go up, and lick it."

"His dad left?" Fang Chi took the drink and looked behind Ma Liang, but didn't see Sun Wenqu's father.

"No," Ma Liang stared at him for a while, "in the parking lot, waiting for you."

"What?" Fang Chi was tilting his head to drink a drink. As soon as Ma Liang said this, he was so shocked that he almost poured the drink into his nose. "He is waiting for me? Why are he waiting for me?"

"No, I know." Ma Liang made a gesture to Sun Wenqu.

Sun Wenqu smiled and said something to the people, got up and walked over: "What?"

"It was your dad waiting for me in the parking lot," Fang Chi shouted in a low voice, "What's going on? Are you going to have a fight?"

Sun Wenqu, who had always been calm, raised his eyebrows in surprise, and after a while, he smiled: "Are you still afraid of having an appointment?"

"Of course I'm afraid!" Fang Chi frowned, "I can still beat him!"

Ma Liang was happy on the side.

"It's okay," Sun Wenqu said, "My dad is a little old man who plays with Tao. What else can he do to you? Just go there. At worst, it's just that if you are not convinced, you will get back. Just shut up and let him talk."

"…Oh." Fang Chi responded.

"Don't be nervous," Sun Wenqu finished speaking and looked at Ma Liang, "Don't look."

Ma Liang was stunned for a moment and turned around and walked away.
Chapter completed!