The Pentium Era - South to North

Zhang Chen wiped the oil paintbrush dry with paper, put it away, and put the paint, palette, mixing oil and turpentine into the oil painting box.

"Wait, can you let me smell the oil again?" Gu Shufang shouted.

Zhang Chen smiled, knowing that she was talking about turpentine, so he handed it to her. Gu Shufang unscrewed the cap of the bottle, put it in front of her nose, sniffed, and exclaimed: "It smells so good."

Zhang Chen looked at her and almost laughed out loud. He felt that she really looked like a little girl now.

"Sister Shufang, my oil painting box is placed here. If you don't take it away, if you want to smell it, you can take it out yourself."

Zhang Chen and Gu Shufang said, and Gu Shufang nodded quickly and said yes.

After packing the oil painting box, Zhang Chen stood up and was about to leave. Gu Shufang and Zhang Chen said, "Should we continue tomorrow?"

Zhang Chen said yes, I have nothing to do at night anyway, as long as you have time.

"I have nothing to do." Gu Shufang said, "Or, if you come back early tomorrow, I can treat you to dinner. My cooking skills are not bad, and I will cook Suzhou cuisine for you."

"This..." Zhang Chen hesitated, "It's too much trouble. I can just eat in the cafeteria of Wanghai Tower."

"No trouble, come on, okay? I haven't invited anyone to dinner in more than ten years." Gu Shufang requested.

Zhang Chen said okay.

Zhang Chen returned to his room and lay down on the bed, but he tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. He raised his ears and listened carefully. He felt that Gu Shufang had returned to his bedroom, but he couldn't hear her utterance. The sound above his head was silent.

Zhang Chen thought to himself, everyone is really like a book. This book is still closed. All you can see is his surface, not even the title page, let alone the story hidden inside. If Without close contact, who would have imagined that a person like Gu Shufang, who seemed to be mean and mean, had a reason for her being mean and mean.

If I told Jin Lili and Liu Ligan about Gu Shufang's story, would they still call Gu Shufang an old witch?

If we think about it further, we meet so many people on the road every day and pass by so many people. We only have a relationship with each other for a few seconds. After passing by, we will probably never see each other again in this life. Who would think about the opportunity? In fact, everyone who passes by has a past and a future, and has his own story.

A crowd is like a needle. All you can see is the needle point. You can't see that behind each needle point, there is a long body, and there may be long threads connected to the back. The whole world is connected.

There are many more people whom we have never even had the chance to pass by. Each of them has his or her own ups and downs, joys and sorrows...

Zhang Chen was thinking wildly, and he didn't know how long it took before he fell asleep without knowing it.

Just after eight o'clock the next morning, the alarm clock woke up Zhang Chen. He was lying on the bed and heard what seemed to be Mr. Fu's voice outside. Who was he talking to? Zhang Chen wondered if Mr. Fu was here at this time. Could something happen to him?

Zhang Chen quickly put on his clothes, walked over and opened the door, but stopped and did not go out any further. He saw Mr. Fu with his back to this place and his front facing Gu Shufang, who was standing on the second floor leading to the third floor. On the stairs, he clasped his hands on his chest and looked at Mr. Fu from top to bottom with Zhang Chen's familiar, indifferent and disdainful eyes.

Gu Shufang pursed her lips tightly, her face turned pale, and she glanced over Mr. Fu's head.

Zhang Chen didn't know if she had seen him. He retreated to the room and closed the door gently, but he did not leave. He leaned behind the door, raised his ears, and listened to what was going on outside.

He heard Mr. Fu say: "Shufang, I'm going up to tell you something, and I'll leave after I'm done."

Gu Shufang said: "Okay, let's go to the office to talk."

Mr. Fu was in a dilemma. He said, "This matter cannot be discussed in the office."

Gu Shufang: "I think it's best to talk about anything between us in the office, or on the phone."

Mr. Fu lowered his voice and begged: "Shufang, please let me go up, just this once."

Gu Shufang sneered and said: "You can go up. I have told you before that if you want to go upstairs, you must first wash off the smell of other women on your body. Can you wash it off? Humph, you think those smells are very fragrant, but I think they are very fragrant. dirty."

"It's unreasonable!" Mr. Fu cursed, "This is my home."

"Yes, that's right, it's also the home of me and my daughter. Legally speaking, we own two-thirds of this house and you own one-third. Now, I just don't allow you to go to the third floor, and I don't stop you. You went to the second and first floors, was I wrong?”

"Okay, okay, you're right." Mr. Fu said helplessly.

Gu Shufang sarcastically said: "You can either turn right now and go to the office, or turn left. Where are you coming from, where are you going back, what's the matter, let's talk on the phone, we are in a stalemate here, haha, everyone else is in the room, Don’t dare to go out, you will make them late.”

Gu Shufang sneered. Mr. Fu knew that he would not be able to go up to this floor today. He looked behind him at Zhang Chen and Xiao Lin's room, and then at the patio downstairs. He felt that it would be really embarrassing to continue the confrontation like this. He sighed and said okay, I'll give you the phone number.

Zhang Chen knew that Gu Shufang must have seen him to say such words. He cursed in his heart, but could not open the door. He was afraid that when he opened the door, he would confront Mr. Fu. At this time, I'm afraid Fu will always be more embarrassed than himself.

Mr. Fu turned around and left, and Gu Shufang shouted: "Next time you come, remember to make an appointment in advance. I don't have time to block you here every day."

Mr. Fu remained silent or said nothing, and Gu Zi continued to go downstairs.

After a while, Zhang Chen heard Xiao Lin next door opening the door. Xiao Lin took the washbasin and tooth cup and went to the bathroom. Zhang Chen also opened the door and went out with a towel and toothbrush. He looked up and saw that Gu Shufang was gone. On the patio below, Caizhen and the others were hurriedly going out.

Zhang Chen almost laughed out loud, and then he realized that he was not the only one blocked by Mr. Fu and Gu Shufang just now, and Gu Shufang's words were not just for him.

Zhang Chen walked to the door of the bathroom. Xiao Lin was coming out. When he saw Zhang Chen, he grinned and muttered something. Zhang Chen thought about it while brushing his teeth and washing his face. After thinking for a long time, he didn't think about it. Know exactly what he said.

After washing his face, Zhang Chen put the towel on his shoulders. He wanted to ask Xiao Lin, what the hell did you just say?

As soon as Zhang Chen turned around, he saw Xiao Lin clasping his thighs in his hands and hurriedly going downstairs.

Zhang Chen thought it was Gu Shufang who had appeared again. He looked up, but there was still no sign of anyone. When he walked to the door, Zhang Chen realized that they were afraid that Mr. Fu would retaliate and come back. If so, he would be blocked. I really can't get out of the room.

Zhang Chen also hurried out and went downstairs to have breakfast.

While Zhang Chen was waiting for the noodle soup, he was still thinking about what happened just now. He was laughing as he thought about it. He thought that Mr. Fu, Hai Batian, would be like a stick of medicine when he met Gu Shufang. She would squeeze him to death. One.

Zhang Chen thought again about what Gu Shufang said to him last night. If this was the case, Hai Batian would have brought it upon himself, and he had indeed gone too far.

But wanting to come back, Gu Shufang said that she hadn't let Mr. Fu touch her for more than ten years. It would be strange if the men in this family didn't mess around outside. Unless he is a saint, even if he is a saint, when he meets Nanzi, this Hai Batian always has a loose waistband. If you do this, won't you drive him to other women?

A couple is a drama, and theirs must be the most tortuous and bizarre one.

Zhang Chen remembered that he did see a phone in Gu Shufang's living room last night. It was on the coffee table between the two armchairs. It was also covered with a piece of white embroidered cloth. Zhang Chen didn't know if they had started yet. I didn’t know what happened to Mr. Fu during the phone call, so he came here so early in the morning and was rejected.

Upstairs and downstairs, with such a close distance, if the phone in Gu Shufang's living room rings, they will definitely hear it downstairs. Zhang Chen seemed to have never heard the phone ring before, so what time did they use to do it? To make contact? Or did she not contact her at all? If she didn’t contact her, how did Gu Shufang know about many things about the project?

The more Zhang Chen thought about it, the more confused he became.

When the noodle soup came, Zhang Chen didn't bother to think about it anymore. He added a big spoonful of hot sauce and ate it.