The Richest Man Starts From Falling In Love

Drink tea.

chat.

Jiao Chunlei is a talkative person. He is much more talkative than Lao Jiang. He speaks a lot of words. He is very fashionable. He is not old at all.

However, after all, the first time I met, I talked about turbulent things.

Jiao Chunlei sees himself as a high-quality customer who has a relationship with Neuschwanstein Castle, and Chu Yao himself is just a master of knowledge.

To be honest, there are not many people who have come into contact with this kind of character between black and white.

However, I have to admit that such people do exist.

Stronger than Jack Ma, also a guest of Master Wang.

When wealth and status reach a certain level, they will inevitably overlap with this type of person.

Taking advantage of his time to release the water, Chu Yao sent a message to Lao Jiang, asking him for details.

——"Which way to take over from you at Schwanberg Castle?"

It was three minutes past ten o'clock in the evening, and Jiang Zhenhua hadn't slept yet, so he responded as soon as possible.

-"Wild roads, wild roads can no longer be wild."

Um?

These words really aroused Chu Yao's curiosity.

An old fox like Jiang Zhenhua who can be judged as a wild way is really a figure of the "quasi-tycoon" level.

Thinking about...

Jiang Zhenhua news comes again.

"Dongguan-style 9001 standard service system, the first version of the service standard, is from his hands, can be called the godfather."

I... Gan?

Hearing this, Chu Yao only felt a numb scalp, really feeling very energetic.

Just two words... awesome!

There are no extra words to describe.

The existence destined to be recorded in history may of course not be a positive image, but in the eyes of some people, it is definitely the godfather.

The Godfather of Chicken Farm.

No wonder it!

With such successful cases and past experience, it is not surprising that Neuschwanstein Castle has been built like this now.

"He has entertainment companies in Southeast Asia, Japan and South Korea, and related industries, and well-known sod companies in the industry. He should be one of the shareholders behind the scenes."

Lao Jiang sent a second bomb-level news.

Chu Yao:...

More energy.

sod...

This is one of the top companies in the island country's customs industry. Teachers like Cang, Bo and the general public are all contracted artists under this company.

The "Pretty Girls Fan" series of works have attracted countless fans.

Otherwise, Chu Yao forgot where he saw it. They set up an adult theme park, sodland, in Kabuki Town, Tokyo.

Unexpectedly, Teacher Jiao has such skill.

This can no longer be regarded as an old driver. To call him an old driver is blasphemy. This one belongs to the driving school.

It's literally.

...

Knowing the details of this person, Chu Yao was amazed, and when he came back, he couldn't help but look curiously.

In this field, he really has achieved the top level.

"has a problem?"

Realizing that Chu Yao's eyes were slightly different, Jiao Chunlei helped his glasses and asked with a smile.

This kind of gentle and elegant manner is really hard to imagine that he could do such a dejected (xi) heart (wen) sick (le) crazy (jian) career in the first half of his life.

Chu Yao smiled and drank a sip of tea.

"I regret not being born a few years earlier, and seeing your career back then."

Jiao Chunlei was slightly taken aback by this, and Xuan even smiled again: "What's so regrettable about this. Now is the best time. My theory is that food and **** are the origin of human nature, unless humans are extinct and the universe explodes. Otherwise it will exist forever."

There are a set of theories.

Chu Yao nodded.

"Agree."

"But I am really old now, I can't play anymore, I no longer pursue sensory and psychological stimulation too much, I just continue to explore...beauty."

High-sounding.

Fresh and refined.

Chu Yao looked at him: "What is beauty?"

Jiao Chunlei smiled and said, "Have you ever played body painting? There was a wave of prosperity twenty years ago, but it was very vulgar. At that time, my painting skills were not yet successful. Now, I have a snack."

Chu Yao:...

"This art is very good."

Chu Yao praised from the heart.

This person can play and understand life.

Maybe it's really art.

Who knows about the art world?

Seeing Chu Yao's interest in this, Jiao Chunlei continued: "There is rope, rope art. Rope, this kind of ancient production tool that has been produced in the era of slash and burn. Human beings have a deep sense of **** and being bound. In the bones. The more the body is bound, the more the soul soars."

Chu Yao:...

excellent!

No matter how outrageous things are, package them in lofty language, and then call them the title of art, they all quietly give birth to a bit of elegance.

Suddenly he was speechless.

"Want to go see it?"

Jiao Chunlei asked with a smile.

Chu Yao:...

The sharp Adam's apple throbbed, and he swallowed subconsciously, feeling a great temptation.

It's a real temptation.

It seems to be a dimensionality reduction blow.

My own threshold for **** is already very high, but Jiao Chunlei's words still severely stimulated his own secretion of dopamine and hormones again.

"Then what are you waiting for? Go."

Chu Yao nodded immediately.

"Then I will show my ugliness and show President Chu to appreciate my work, but it is not finished yet."

Jiao Chunlei stood up.

Chu Yao followed him to the outside, his footsteps were inexplicably erratic, and he took a deep breath. The moment he stood up, he regretted a little.

Because of what?

I have always known that the pursuit of happiness for mankind is endless.

The threshold of ** will only get higher and higher, until the normal state of mind is swallowed or even counteracted.

But... the temptation of depravity?

Who can hold it back?

What's more, it is still in the name of art.

As soon as the feeling of hesitation occurred, Chu Yao was completely wiped out, and he rationalized himself—appreciating art.

Just appreciate art.

then……

Following Jiao Chunlei's footsteps, bypassing the corridor, and up to the private space on the top floor, Chu Yao saw an extremely unforgettable picture.

It is a studio.

There are white gauze curtains on all sides, a huge painting table in the middle, with various colors of paint scattered around, and different types of brushes, neatly displayed.

A model is taking a break here.

The slender and white body has become a "canvas" shrouded in rich colors. Nothing is worn on the body, but under the thick oil paint, it does not appear to be exposed.

The thick oil paint applied directly on the skin forms a protective layer similar to "clothes", but it is more "fitting" than clothes.

No matter what kind of fabric, silk, or tailored clothes, they are three-dimensional after all~www.wuxiahere.com~ and oil paints are almost two-dimensional.

If you want to use an idiom to describe it, it would be... seamless.

The model in front of me, painted on his body, is a magnificent painting of the whole body.

Her hair has long been dyed golden, and the painted parts of her body are also like the golden and black lines, textures and patterns on the leopard.

She looks like a **** and vigorous leopard girl.

Although the work has not yet been completed, the lifelike vibe is already ready to show.

"How about it?"

"Pretty?"

Jiao Chunlei looked at Chu Yao and asked with a bit of pride.

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