The next day.

Gu Qiuyi's plane took off at 8:30 in the morning.

The semi-finals of the Sanda competition started at 10 o'clock in the morning.

So, Ye Chen planned to send Gu Qiuyi off first, and then go to the gymnasium to watch Qin Aoxue's game.

Early in the morning, Ye Chen looked for his father-in-law Xiao Changkun and said to him: "Dad, do you use a car in the morning? If you don't, please lend me a driving force. I have something to do in the morning."

Xiao Changkun smiled and said, "I will go to the Senior Citizens University to hold a lecture on the identification of antiques and cultural relics on behalf of our Calligraphy and Painting Association in the morning."

As he said that, Xiao Changkun gave Ye Chen a look, and the look meant "You understand."

Ye Chen instantly realized.

It must have been the last time the senior college and the Calligraphy and Painting Association held an event. My father-in-law and Han Meiqing met him. It happened that his mother-in-law did not doubt him, so my father-in-law wanted to take this opportunity to increase contact with Han Meiqing.

This time I went to the senior citizen university to give a lecture, and I could guess it without saying that he must have gone for Han Meiqing.

At this time, Ma Lan happened to walk downstairs. When he heard this, he curled his lips contemptuously: "What kind of calligraphy and painting can you learn all day long? Isn't that useless?"

Xiao Changkun said angrily: "You know nothing! I am the executive director of the Calligraphy and Painting Association now. President Pei said that the next time the association changes its leadership, I will recommend me to be the vice president. By that time, I, Xiao Changkun, will be the No. 1 famous figure in the Jinling antique and cultural relics circle!"

Ma Lan snorted coldly: "Don't mess with those useless ones. It's just a serious matter to get some money back. Before you entered the Calligraphy and Painting Association, you can still make some difference in buying antiques or something. Why didn't you hear that you made money by buying antiques after joining the Calligraphy and Painting Association? Are you hiding your private money behind your back?"

Xiao Changkun said angrily: "Ma Lan, don't forget that we are separated now, and after you lost all your money last time, we agreed that I will take care of the money in this family in the future, so you are not qualified to take care of me at all!"

Ma Lan gritted her teeth and said, "Okay, my surname is Xiao, have you become capable? Do you really think you are separated from me and I can do nothing? Believe it or not, I will do nothing today, so I will go to your Calligraphy and Painting Association and make a big fuss with you in front of all of you? I want to see if you have any face at that time, and continue to stay in the Calligraphy and Painting Association!"

As he said that, Ma Lan was puzzled and continued, "It's not enough to go once. I'll give you a monthly package. I'll go to your Calligraphy and Painting Association twenty or thirty times a month, and I'll be satisfied with you!"

Xiao Changkun was suddenly scared.

He knew Ma Lan's temper, and if she said that, she would definitely do it.

Now I have finally gained a certain status in the Calligraphy and Painting Association, and I have had more contact with Han Meiqing with the title of the Calligraphy and Painting Association. How could Ma Lan do such a destruction?

This shrew was originally very stingy, and now she had two of her front teeth. It seemed that she really wanted to be too damn and too damn. No matter what she said, she couldn't let her go to the calligraphy and painting association to lose face!

More importantly, if she targeted the Calligraphy and Painting Association and then followed the clues and found out that Han Meiqing had returned to China and had more contact with Han Meiqing, she would definitely make the Calligraphy and Painting Association and the Senior Citizen University a big deal!

So he hurriedly admitted his defeat and said to Ma Lan: "You, don't solve everything by making trouble?"

Ma Lan said coldly: "You said that you are the one who is the one who is in charge of this family. I don't have the right to take care of it. Then I won't make trouble. What can I use to establish my status in this family?"

Xiao Changkun surrendered voluntarily and said, "I said the wrong thing. You are qualified to manage it. Is this okay?"

Ma Lan said proudly: "Since you say I am qualified to take care of it, I will exercise my qualifications and power now. Xiao Changkun, tell me the truth, how much money do you have in your hands now? Are you carrying me on your back and making money from buying antiques? "

Xiao Changkun said with a sad look: "I'm making a lot of money! Let me tell you the truth. I don't have much money now, and the Calligraphy and Painting Association can't make any money at all. I used to buy antiques and earn some money, but now I don't have such a good opportunity. Recently, I have collected a few cheap calligraphy and paintings, and all of them were taken seriously. One painting was bought for clothes for thousands of yuan, but I found that it was all crafts that were worth even a hundred yuan."

As he said that, Xiao Changkun sighed and said regretfully: "That Zhang Ermao doesn't know where he has been. In the past, he always helped me sell things for a good price. Now he wants to find him, but he can't find them at all. It's like evaporating from the world."

Ye Chen felt a little funny when he heard this.

In order to please him, Zhang Ermao spent a lot of money to collect a few pieces of garbage from his father-in-law, and the money was just a pure compensation.

If I keep accompanying you like this, billions of dollars of wealth will not be enough for my father-in-law to cheat me.

So he naturally tried every means to hide from his father-in-law.

If my father-in-law wants to find him now, it will definitely be as difficult as climbing to the sky.

Ma Lan didn't believe his words and said coldly: "Come on, open all your mobile banking, Alipay, and WeChat wallets, and let me see the balance!"

Xiao Changkun said angrily: "Why did you check my account? When you lost all your family's money, I asked you to show me the balance, but you didn't show it. Why do you ask me to show you the balance now?"

Ma Lan said angrily: "Okay, don't show it, right? If you don't show it, I will use crutches later and go to your Calligraphy and Painting Association to curse! I, Ma Lan, do what I say!"

Xiao Changkun was scared and hurriedly said, "Okay, okay, I'll show you this!"

After saying that, he opened the bank account, Alipay account, and WeChat wallet account one by one and showed it to Ma Lan.

After reading it, Ma Lan was immediately disappointed: "Xiao Changkun, how did you do it? The bank card, Alipay, WeChat adds up, only 10,000 yuan. You are a man in your fifties, who is so poor that he is like a dumb. Are you embarrassed to lose yourself?"

Xiao Changkun's face turned red and white, and he said angrily: "You still have the fucking face to say it? My lifelong savings have been lost. Otherwise, how could I be so poor!"

A hint of embarrassment flashed across Ma Lan's expression, but soon became tough again: "It is your man's obligation to go out to make money. Since the family's money is gone, you should go out to find a way to make money! You are still having a bullshit calligraphy and painting association all day long to make a fortune? It's better to find a restaurant and serve plates for others. You can earn at least two or three thousand a month!"

Xiao Changkun said furiously: "Ma Lan, I am the executive director of the Jinling Calligraphy and Painting Association at least! Do you want me to be a executive director to serve the plate?"
Chapter completed!