During this period of time, Chen Chuan was the most "poor" stall, because the profits of all industries have been settled and the money has been transferred, but he has all invested in the motorcycle project, and now he has invested 1.15 billion.
As the ordered motorcycles were delivered one after another, Chen Chuan gave out the money one after another. His brother-in-law successfully got the line and called Mr. Xu from Fujitec, signed a contract with Chen Chuan, and happily took his little girlfriend back home. His daughter Zhang Ya, who still lives in Shangri-La Hotel, is about to start school, and can play in Chengdu for two days. Zhang Ya had a request, and wanted Chen Chuan to send her to school.
Chen Chuan didn't give her a clear reply because he didn't necessarily have time. In other words... even if I have time, I don't want to go, but this little cousin is holding his arm and hanging on him to act like a baby. She can only drag and say "it depends..."
Up to now, Chen Chuancari still has 4 million euros left, but that was last year at the Bordeaux winery in France, and a batch of red wine residues exceeded the standard. The system compensated 4 million euros, which can only be used for winery operations. In other places.
Similar to this money, there are 250 million operating funds for mokk nightclubs and 1 billion construction funds for Tianxiang Manor. These are dedicated funds given by the system and cannot be used elsewhere.
Therefore, Chen Chuan is now close to penniless.
Fortunately, he has a place to live in Rongcheng, he can live in Heidibei Villa or a hotel.
Food is provided in the hotel, or black butterfly shells are returned, and the nanny aunt does the dishes.
If he goes to a nightclub to play now, he can't order the Dragon Set, and the point is OK, he has to use the Centurion Black Card. He is too lazy to do it, and doesn't want to borrow money from the bank.
If you are poor, you think about change. Chen Chuan began to think about change. He bought drawing boards, pen, ink, paper, inkstone, paint, etc., and drove dbs to paint under the Qingcheng Mountains.
After all, he has the [Shi Tao inheritance], Shi Tao is a master of traditional Chinese painting that has influenced China for 300 years. Chen Chuan's craftsmanship comes from him, and his level is not bad, so he came to sketch and see if he can draw a few famous paintings. money.
Last time in West Siberia, he also got [Shishijin Heritage], a top oil painting master, so Chen Chuan also bought paintbrushes, painting knives, canvases, varnishes and other materials.
The one who came with him was classmate Lu Ziye.
Lu Ziye got up early this morning. She used two thermos bottles of hot water that was so hot that she took it to the bathroom to squat and take a bath. Because the dormitory does not have a water heater, it is the only way to take a bath in winter.
After washing, she went to the closet to pick out a bm-style dress and put on fresh makeup. Then she took her mobile phone, bag, and Ferrari 488 car key under the pillow and left the dormitory.
"Where to go, this early?" the roommate shouted.
"Go with someone to sketch, let's go." The deer jumped and ran away.
The roommate murmured: "Gone?"
On the way to the school parking lot, it was a wind and water, and she felt like a fairy stepping on auspicious clouds. Against the morning light at 6 o'clock in the morning, she passed the cafeteria and went in for a bowl of millet porridge. Replenish vitality.
Then, walked out to the parking area and went straight to the flaming red Ferrari parked in ordinary cars.
She is beautiful but beautiful, but her heart is dripping blood, because it costs money to park here, 5 yuan within 2 hours, 1 yuan over 1 hour, and a cap of 20 yuan. She has no place to stop, she can only stop here, 20 a day, 20 a day.
"Wow! Look, that Ferrari!"
"I'm going, that young lady walked by! Her car?"
"Ferrari really was driven by a fairy!"
The passing classmates whispered.
Lu Zi's ambition was intoxicated, and at this time, hearing these and feeling those envious eyes could offset the 20 yuan parking fee per day.
What is the concept of 20 yuan? Chuanyin No. 1 Canteen, 10 yuan a piece of sizzling chicken drumstick rice, 8 yuan a chicken chop rice, 3 yuan vegetarian dishes, 7 yuan for the best meat dishes. She has little appetite, 20 yuan is enough for her meal a day.
"Huh, deer? You?" A male classmate he met, came back from a run from outside, his eyes widened.
Lu Ziye smiled shyly: "I'll go out."
"You go out, you... this Ferrari?" The male classmate gaped. He is from the class next door to Xiaolu, and has no resistance to such little fairies as Xiaolu. When he can't sleep at night, he occasionally thinks about her playing mobile games or something, saying that it is a secret crush. He was surprised, "Co-author...I run by here every day, this Ferrari that I see is yours?"
The deer nodded: "Yeah."
"Tsk tusk, little fairy Bai Fumei." The male student said, "There is a mine at home, how much is it?"
"Uh... from a friend...cough, don't tell me, let's go first." Xiaolu opened the door, twisted his waist and sat in the bucket seat, and fastened his seat belt.
The elegant posture during the whole process made the boys look straight.
"Friend? What friend?" the boy murmured.
With a roar, the car started, opened the campus gate, and disappeared from the boys' sight.
The push back feeling brought by the 3.9t v8 twin-turbo engine made the Fawn's adrenaline soar. In the past few days, she was suffering from the backache of this high-horsepower supercar, but she was still happy. Feel the wrapping feeling brought by the bucket-shaped seats close to the surrounding, listening to the deep and deep engine and sound, the scent of the pinnacle of life filled with the smell of gasoline over the Sichuan Yin campus and Xinnan Road at the entrance.
Ferrari 488 ran all the way in the morning light until the foot of Qingcheng Mountain.
When I got there, I could see from a distance, sitting on the little horse next to the olive-green Aston Martin dbs, the big gold master, master Chen, who was concentrating on painting.
This is an open area, and the car can stop at will.
Lu Ziye's car came to a halt far away, she got off the car and greeted carefully: "Hi, good morning, brother, that...you can still paint?"
Chen Chuan drew a few strokes, the landscape outlines the blue and white pen sharpening, and the pen on the rice paper has been halfway there. Looking back at the deer's fresh dress and sweet smile, he felt that it was the right thing to call her to fight.
There is an assistant, it is much more convenient to draw, so I said that there is a little beauty next to me. I'm tired of drawing and chatting with her to see her jumping and seductive, which is also very good. No matter how bad, I will listen to her in the car. Singing, or playing mobile games together, isn't it a good idea to find creative inspiration?
Chen Chuan said, "I brought fruit in the car, you have to eat it and take it yourself."
"Ah? Do you want to start eating now?" Lu Ziye blushed and looked at Chen Chuan's waist.
"Huh?" Chen Chuan was taken aback, "Then when do you want to eat it? Don't have the habit of eating fruit in the morning?"
"Ah, I haven't, but since my brother wants to..." Xiao Lu walked to Chen Chuan and squatted down.
"Why? The fruit is in the car." Chen Chuan looked at her.
"Ah? Oh... well, let me see what you painted first..." Lu Ziye grabbed the ground with his awkward toes, looking for a reason, pretending to look at the unfinished landscape painting.
It seemed that she would be wrong, but fortunately she was clever enough and reacted quickly, and easily resolved this little embarrassment.
She looked at the landscape painting and said in surprise: "No, brother, this painting... you painted it, so shocking!"
Chen Chuan smiled, that's not it, it's from the inheritance of Master Shi Tao, it's this unique style of lush and wanton. Shi Tao has enjoyed the famous mountains and rivers throughout his life, and his understanding of mountains and rivers has entered the world. Whether it is the clouds of Qingcheng, the ink painting in the south of the Yangtze River, the cliffs, the withered trees and jackdaws, or the distant, far-reaching, and lofty scenes, the layout is novel and the artistic conception is renovated.
Chen Chuan himself is very satisfied with the "Unvoiced Sounds of Qingcheng Mountains and Rivers" that is being created.
Lu Ziye's shock was even more shocking than when he learned that Chen Chuan was wearing the 9.6 million Royal Oak in the "Autumn of Tianfu" that night. Because she is preconceived, thinking that Chen Chuan is a super rich and rich second generation, and she has an inherent impression of the rich second generation.
At this time, that inherent impression was broken, and I was shocked. Not only is this young and rich, but also talented, overflowing Qingcheng.
The boy sits in the mountains of Qingcheng, surrounded by clouds and famous cars, bowing his head and waving a few splashes of ink, his expression is focused, his side is handsome, his body is dignified, like a fairy.
Lu Ziye was by the side, looking fascinated.
Looking at the painting, the landscape is clear, majestic, majestic, and vast, as if to hear the gurgling sound of the water in this landscape painting.
Seeing people, Fengshen is handsome and vigorous, Yushu is facing the wind, as if he can feel the talent and pride in his chest.
Chen Chuan entered a very focused state. This Qingcheng landscape gave him enough inspiration. This painting should be the highest technical level since he got the inheritance of Shi Tao from the system.
The mountains stream and the birds sing, and the empty valley is fragrant.
From six in the morning to nine in the morning, the sun broke through the clouds and shined into the mountains. In three hours, this "Qingcheng Mountains and Rivers Voiceless Picture" was half painted.
Given that the painting is a bit tired, and Lu Ziye said that she was thirsty and wanted to eat fruit and want to drink something.
So Chen Chuan stood up, stretched her waist, moved her muscles, and took her to the car to get fruit to eat.
I don't know that after a long time.
One old and one young climbed here.
"Grandpa, are there cars here, or two, one dbs and one 488. Are all sports cars driving into the mountains?" A clear voice sounded.
The gray-haired old man laughed and said: "The terrain is flat, the roads are easy to walk, and sports cars can also be driven here, but they can only go here, and no further. "
"Yeah, look, grandpa, there is a painting here, and someone is sketching here."
The old man walked over and looked at the landscape on the drawing board. With this look, his body almost tilted, and he took a breath: "This, is this the work of the monk bitter gourd?"
"Bittergourd monk? Shi Tao?"
"This dripping and refreshing pen and ink, the energetic atmosphere of the mountains and rivers are full of the charm of stone Tao, but this ink is not dry, it should be a new work soon, which master is this who came to Qingcheng Mountain? Where?" The old man looked around.
"Um...what's the sound?" The granddaughter with the refreshing ponytail frowned and looked around.
A group of people came not far away, and the leader shouted: "Principal Yuan, you slow down, the road ahead will be difficult."
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ps: The 4D update reached 11,000 words today, and there may be another chapter later.