Chapter 826

This elevator only leads to the 67th floor.

To the 68th floor on the top floor is another elevator.

This elevator also needs fingerprints.

According to Mo Jincheng, in addition to the Secretary of the president who works at the top, only Gong Yueze and an qingannie can enter the door freely.

"In fact, I really want you to be free to enter here."

Mo Jincheng suddenly words, let Fang Yuan really stunned.

Free access?

What do you mean?

However, Mo Jincheng has moved on.

Fang Yuan took a look at the empty office area, quickly changed the topic and said, "why is there no one in the office now?"

Even if there is a rest area, it is not so quiet?

It feels like no man's land.

Mo Jincheng glanced at Fangyuan and asked, "don't you know that the company will provide every employee with a room?"

"Ha?"

Welfare is so good?

"What did HR tell you?" Mo Jincheng frowned and asked.

He didn't know that Anqing was in charge of Fangyuan.

Fang Yuan didn't look like he knew who was arranging it.

Then there's no need to give him any trouble.

"She just took me to the practice room and left. Maybe she was very busy?"

"Is it?" Mo Jincheng obviously doesn't believe it, but he doesn't say anything more. Instead, he takes Fang Yuan into the office.

Once in the office, Fang Yuan was scared by the office in front of him.

The office of more than 200 square meters is furnished with simple furniture and decoration.

But every item is worth a lot.

Especially on the wall.

That is mosu's sunrise in the East, which is a very famous painting in modern history. The market value of this painting is close to 1.55 billion.

The reason why she knew this was that once, her wife was looking at the introduction of famous paintings of various countries.

When she was cleaning, she also looked up at these famous paintings which had been bought by astronomical numbers.

As a result, I saw the painting.

I remember the introduction of the host at that time was that the painting was bought by a mysterious rich businessman, and no one knew who the rich businessman was.

Is

Mo Jincheng is the mysterious rich businessman.

"Well Well, the picture on the wall is Is it mosu's sunrise in the east Fang Yuan asked nervously.

Mo Jincheng glanced at the painting on the wall and nodded faintly: "well."

Huh?

And then what?

No follow-up?

Mo Jincheng, is your attitude too cold.

Mo Jincheng also seems to feel the hot sight of Fangyuan. He turns his head and says, "if you like it, just take it away."

Ha?!

If you like it, just take it away.

It's a 1.55 billion painting.

It's not Street fruit.

"No, no, nothing. I just feel familiar."

"If you like it too, there are many in my family."

This ambiguous words, hear square circle mouth, but become red fruit of show off rich.

Sure enough, the rich don't feel rich.

So

"No, thank you." Fang Yuan quickly turns his eyes, afraid that Mo Jincheng will really give this painting to him.

But is he the mysterious rich businessman?

She didn't resist her curiosity and asked, "I watched TV before and said that this painting was bought by a mysterious rich businessman. Are you the mysterious rich businessman?"

"Do you like this painting very much?"

Mo Jincheng didn't answer Fang Yuan's question, instead, he threw out another one.

Fang Yuan looks at Mo Jincheng strangely.

No.

She didn't like the painting very much. She was just a little curious about whether Mo Jincheng was the mysterious rich businessman.

After all, it's a 1.55 billion painting.

And, according to his own account, there are many in his family.

The price of those paintings should be the same. Even if you take ten paintings, his wealth has exceeded 10 billion.

So, how rich is this man.

"This painting has passed through several buyers, but I didn't buy it, so I can tell you for sure that I'm not the mysterious rich businessman you said."

"You didn't buy it?"

You didn't buy it. Why are you here?

Mo Jincheng, are you kidding me?

"Ha ha." Mo Jincheng chuckles two times and looks at Fang Yuan's face as he wishes. He is as happy as a child.I don't know why, as long as he is with her, he always feels infinitely happy.

It seems that the energy of happiness will not be exhausted.

What she thought she had lost ten years ago was slowly recovered from her.

"Yes, I didn't buy it. It was given to me by Nangong Che."

He also said that he spent 1.55 billion on the painting.

Mo Jincheng also likes painting and this sunrise in the East, so he stays with him.

Of course, he knows why nangongche gave him this painting.

Because, at that time, it was almost the darkest time of his life.

There is not a little sunshine around.

But it doesn't matter now.

Because his life has been lit up by a small sun called Fangyuan.

This painting is no longer needed to illuminate the road ahead.

"Since you like it, I'll give it to you." Mo Jincheng said suddenly.

It completely startled Fang Yuan.

Ha.

What the hell?

Did she hear it right?

Give it to her if she likes it.

That's a 1.55 billion painting. It's expensive work that she can't afford to do without the figures in front of it.

"No, no, such a valuable painting, even if it's put in my place, is also outrageous."

It's a sin.

She didn't know how to protect famous paintings properly.

What's more, she is worried that the thief will miss her.

No, no, the most important thing is that she doesn't seem to like this painting from the beginning to the end.

How does Mo Jincheng judge that she likes this painting?

Huh?

Mo Jincheng took a look at the sun rising slowly from the horizontal plane on the painting, and the smile on his face was more intense: "you don't have to worry."

There's me.

Don't worry about what?

Fang Yuan's eyes are wide open.

Don't say half of what you say.

Helpless.

Fang Yuan had to ask, "don't worry about anything?"

She looks at Mo Jincheng standing in front of the picture, as if the sun in the painting has been cast on the canvas, and slowly falls on him, like a layer of holy light, covering him.

Such as black eyes, in the golden holy light, rendering beautiful and vivid.

I can't help looking at the square.

Until Mo Jincheng slowly turns around and faces her, Fang Yuan just wakes up.

She lowers her head awkwardly, trying to avoid Mo Jincheng's sharp eyes.

But still can feel his approaching steps, and breath.

All of a sudden.

He lowered his head and inhaled gently in her ear.

Tickling sound, hoarse sound.

"Don't worry, it's a fake!"