The car parked at the entrance of the best hotel in Qingcheng, and Bo Xichen went to check in for Mr. He himself.

Gu Anxi talked to Mr. He: "How long will Master stay this time?"

Mr. He had been quite inappropriate before, and his eyes were a little deeper at this time: "I can't say it, when I look back, I told your master's wife that you are back. She was crying so hard before you didn't see her."

Gu Anxi lowered his eyes: "I haven't seen her for a long time. I'll go see her next time in Beicheng."

Old He nodded, couldn't help but take out another cigarette and light it, his eyebrows were locked.

Gu Anxi suddenly spoke: "I want to sell a few paintings."

Mr. He's hand trembled and his eyes widened: "Are you enlightened? You didn't treat money as much as F soil before."

He, a proud disciple, became famous at the age of 12. He sold a painting of a normal size for tens of millions, which was close to the price of a master. The most important thing is that there are very few works on the market, so you can't buy them at all!

Lao Bo particularly likes Luo Lin's works, and his disciple, who has been asking for it for a long time, was not willing to start writing again.

Gu Anxi lowered her eyes: "I need money recently."

Mr. He touched his chin: "Okay, there will be a Jiaxing auction next month, I'll contact you."

He said something that art needs hype. He thought his little apprentice was unwilling, but Gu Anxi said indifferently: "I know."

Mr. He knew that she really needed money, so he patted her on the shoulder: "If you want money, find a master."

Gu Anxi shook his head and said softly: "I always have to rely on my own."

Mr. He nodded and said in agreement: "My apprentice wants to make money every minute."

"I want 400 million this time." Gu Anxi said softly, shocking Mr. He: "Damn kid, why do you want so much money to buy Bo Xichen."

However, it cannot buy Xichen for 400 million, and Xichen is a potential stock.

Gu Anxi whispered: "My mother wants to sell 'Bi Shui' Yuntian."

Mr. He took a strong breath of cigarette: "I'll go see your dad someday."

Maybe he thought the topic was too heavy, so he looked at Bo Xichen and said, "I'll go upstairs first. Don't run around these days. If you have time, Duo and Xichen will come to me."

Gu Anxi nodded. He really missed her. He hugged his beloved apprentice and then took the room card in Bo Xichen's hand and yang: "Go back and drive slowly, don't speed."

This style of painting changed immediately.

Bo Xichen looked at Mr. He's back and sighed, then turned his head: "Okay, I'm back."

But Gu Anxi stared at Mr. He's back for a long time before he nodded softly.

On the way back to Yunxi Hospital, Gu Anxi drove intently and didn't say anything.

Bo Xichen leaned on the chair and closed his eyes, as if he was drunk enough and finally couldn't hold on to take a nap.

Occasionally, when the light is red, Gu Anxi will not help but look at him. As time goes by, he suddenly shook her hand, his voice slightly hoarse: "Gu Anxi, if you continue to watch like this, I think I should drive."

After he finished speaking, he put down his hand and seemed to have a very light smile.

Gu Anxi wanted to say something, but the green light came on, so she could only keep silent.

He drove until the door of his laboratory turned off, Gu Anxi unbuttoned his seat belt, "I'll go back to Dr. Bo first."

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Gu Anxi opened the car door and got out, but his hand was caught just as he touched the other wrist of the car door.

"Doctor Bo, Professor Bo..." Bo turned his head slightly and stared at her very focusedly, "I didn't say that you could call me Bo Xichen privately."
Chapter completed!