"I know you have good intentions...cough, cough...thank you."

Boss Cao turned his head and spat out two mouthfuls of bloody phlegm. It was obvious that the beating was serious.

Chen Haoran couldn't help but sneered: "Why bother? It's just that little thing, trembling for a few seconds, what's the point? Is it worth being beaten like this?"

Lin Baiyao looked sideways, Old Chen, is there something wrong with your perception of time? Is your body intact?

Is it you who has brought down the average of the Chinese people?

"I don't!"

Boss Cao raised his head, his eyes were very firm, and said: "I am just an artist. I take pictures, but I never use any hands or feet, and it is not as dirty as you think. The beauty of the human body comes from nature. Finally, it is natural and transcends gender.

, also transcends the world. People with evil views can only see men and women, but they don’t know how great the golden ratio is..."

Lin Baiyao asked curiously: "You really haven't hooked up with other people's wives?"

"I swear, absolutely not!"

Boss Cao's head seemed to have a Buddha's light emerging from his head, and he said: "I took those photos not for fame and profit, but for the pursuit of beauty."

Chen Haoran didn't believe it and said: "Everyone is so obsessed with it, how can you just play with the camera?"

"The seven fairies are immobilized, and Sun Wukong only knows how to steal peaches."

Boss Cao said angrily: "What's so good about women? There are three worlds in the camera: cosmic, macro, and micro. The light and geometric definition of the composition are not enough in two lifetimes. How can women compare?"

Chen Haoran was a little shaken. He only knew about the macroscopic and microscopic, and what the universe was, but had never heard of it.

People are in awe of the unknown. Could it be that Boss Cao is really an artist and doesn’t he suffer from Cao Cao’s disease?

"If not, you were beaten just now, why didn't you retaliate?"

Lin Baiyao goes straight to the core.

Chen Haoran then shouted: "Yes, you are so reasonable, why don't you refute it?"

"it's useless……"

Boss Cao, like a saint who has seen through the world, sighed: "This is not the first time. I explained to them when I was beaten several times before, but in the end I was beaten even harder..."

Chen Haoran was confused and said: "Why?"

"Saying that I got a good deal and acted like a good boy..."

Not to mention Chen Haoran, even Lin Baiyao felt that Boss Cao was pitiful.

"Later I figured it out, art is lonely. If you don't understand, you don't understand. It's useless to argue. Just hook up. Anyway, hooking up is not illegal. If you hit it lightly, it will be over after you sleep, but if you hit it hard, it's not illegal.

Well, if you call the police and get hospitalized, you can still earn some film money, so you won’t lose anything.”

This is the strength of an artist!

admire!

When encountering such a weird thing, Lin Baiyao had no choice but to comfort him: "Boss Cao, why don't you close the door first to avoid the limelight? I just said I would arrest you and show off, so why did you have to suspend business for ten and a half months? Otherwise, the fake

If the matter is exposed, it will be troublesome..."

Boss Cao turned around and looked around. The store was in a mess, and said: "This is the only way. Don't worry, I have principles. If I have to shoulder the responsibility, I will shoulder it myself. I will never hurt my friends..."

After all this trouble, Boss Cao did treat Lin Baiyao and Lin as friends. At least they seemed to understand his artistic pursuits.

"Dad, are you here? I have no money, give me some pocket money!"

Hmm, sounds familiar,

82-year-old phlegm bubble sound!

A fat man pushed open the door and came in. He was shocked when he saw Boss Cao's appearance. He hurriedly ran over, grabbed his arm and said, "Been beaten again?"

Listening to this "again", you know that Boss Cao is not lying. This girl definitely didn't get beaten once or twice.

"Ahem, it's okay. Thanks to my friends, I wasn't hurt much."

Only then did the fat man realize that there were two people next to him. He was about to say thank you. His eyes lit up and he said, "Master, it's you..."

Lin Baiyao smiled and nodded, saying: "What a coincidence, Cao Mengde."

What a coincidence indeed.

Boss Cao turned out to be Cao Mengde’s father, whose real name was Cao Bei.

It’s no wonder, as a die-hard fan of the Three Kingdoms, the couplet is either Lu Bu or Diao Chan, so they have already had warnings.

"Do you know each other?" Boss Cao, no, Cao Bei asked doubtfully.

"I know you, this great master..." Cao Mengde was excitedly preparing to introduce the identity of Lin Baiyao Street Fighter Master.

Lin Baiyao decisively interrupted Cao Mengde. He came to discuss business with Cao Bei and did not want to get into trouble. He said: "Those are all trivial matters. Let's go to a clinic to see your father's injury first, and then go have a meal..."

Cao received Lin Baiyao's favor and saw that his beloved son also knew him. He could no longer hold back his initial arrogance and said: "I won't look at the injuries. I have experience. They are all skin injuries. They will be cured in two days."

Okay. It’s time to eat. Let’s go, I’ll treat you!”

The land in Beicheng is deserted, but the food is quite delicious. After a meal of small wine and small dishes, the atmosphere becomes much more harmonious.

It was also at the dinner table that we learned that after Cao Bei was fired from the TV station, his wife couldn't bear the fear of others, so she divorced him and took her second son, Cao Zhongmou, to the provincial capital.

Cao Bei and Cao Mengde, father and son, depended on each other, but he was not short of money and had no wife to look after him. He could do whatever he wanted. Apart from being beaten from time to time, his life was quite comfortable.

Lin Baiyao took the opportunity to ask Cao Bei for help again, and Cao Mengde also followed suit. Cao Bei couldn't shirk it, since he had to close down his business anyway, so he happily nodded in agreement.
Chapter completed!