The beautiful scenery seemed to be just embellishment in front of her.
Although it was just a profile, that profile appeared in Zhao Gangjun's dreams countless times.
In this life, who doesn’t have a few goddesses in his heart?
Zhao Gangjun has met some of the world's most beautiful super-beautiful celebrities.
I have seen the beautiful Lin Shuya.
I have seen the charming Yang Shihan.
I have seen the indifferent Cao Baishuang at home.
I’ve seen that cool Leng Bing in the hospital.
These are all women who are close to or even beyond perfect scores.
However, Zhao Gangjun has always had only one goddess in his heart.
That woman always looked at herself with a smile, and then told herself that the purpose of practicing martial arts is not to defeat anyone, but that there are important people we need to protect.
From that time on, Zhao Gangjun worked hard and fought tooth and nail.
From a piece of trash in people's mouth, it became a fang.
It's just that that person is always standing on the top of the mountain looking at him.
Just like that painting.
Zhao Gangjun's heart trembled at that moment.
"What a beautiful woman."
Wei Shengjin shook his head in admiration, "For such a woman, I really don't know what kind of man can be worthy of having her."
Zhao Gangjun took a deep breath and said, "At least it's not you."
"Then if I have her profile, I will die without regrets."
Wei Shengjin said with a smile.
"That's your business."
A cynical smile appeared on Zhao Gangjun's face again, "Anyway, the Black Hawk people won't just watch you take it away."
"You don't know how to do it either, right?" Wei Shengjin asked.
"you guess."
"I don't guess."
Wei Shengjin smiled and walked away without looking at the painting again.
Zhao Gangjun stood there with his arms crossed.
Richard was talking to the bald old man, and the old man kept nodding.
At this time, there was a sudden noise outside the hall.
I don’t know who shouted that the leader is here, and many people looked at the door in surprise.
Richard quickly came to the door.
I saw a middle-aged man walking in from outside accompanied by Mr. Li.
Mr. Li had a respectful smile on his face, while the middle-aged man was talking and laughing.
Behind the two people followed a large number of people, some carrying cameras and other things.
"Mayor Pan is here!"
A person standing next to Zhao Gangjun said.
"Mayor Pan??" Zhao Gangrong raised his eyebrows.
"Even Mayor Pan came here! I heard that Mayor Pan has always been fond of works with omens on the heads of donors. I guess this Meilan Art Exhibition was specially created by Lake Group to please Mayor Pan!" someone said
.
"That's what I was thinking about!"
Zhao Gangjun naturally knew who Mayor Pan was.
Mayor Pan is Pan Rulong, the mayor of FJ, nicknamed Pan Datou.
Unexpectedly, Pan Rulong would also come to this exhibition!
"Mayor Pan, let me introduce to you. This is the person in charge of security for this exhibition, Richard. He is from Black Hawk Company." Mr. Li saw Richard coming and introduced him quickly.
"Hello."
Pan Rulong nodded, then looked at Mr. Li and said, "Xiao Li, take me to see it quickly. I have admired his painting for a long time!"
"Okay, okay!" Mr. Li nodded quickly.
Mayor Pan wanted to see the painting, so Richard, as the person in charge of security, naturally took the lead to clear the way.
People around him got out of the way.
Although there were many famous people present, these people were still not enough to see in front of Mayor FJ.
Of course, there were also some people who had some friendship with Pan Rulong. They stood aside and greeted him warmly, while Pan Rulong responded with a smile.
In FJ, Pan Rulong's reputation is quite good. He is a daring mayor who has accomplished several major things as soon as he came to power.
Richard was leading the way happily. Suddenly, Richard saw a person.
Someone he didn't want to see.
"Why are you here!"
Richard frowned, looked at Zhao Gangjun who was standing in front of him, and asked.
"I'll come in and take a look."
Zhao Gangjun said with a smile, "Let's see how well your security measures are done."
"I'm in charge here, you, get out!"
Richard said with a serious face.
"Then how did I get in, do you know?" Zhao Gangjun asked with a smile.
"I don't care how you got in."
Richard's face became even more gloomy, "As long as I'm here in this painting, it's useless even if you flew in."
Zhao Gangjun smiled and shrugged, gave up on telling Richard about Wei Shengjin's appearance here, and walked aside.
At this time, Pan Rulong had already walked up to him.
"Mayor Pan, please."
When Li Cha saw Zhao Gangjun walking away, he stretched out his hand in a gesture of invitation.
Pan Rulong did not leave immediately, but glanced at Zhao Gangjun with a slightly surprised look in his eyes.
Pan Rulong knew Zhao Gangjun.
It can even be said that Pan Rulong once received an order from his superiors to kill Zhao Gangjun.
Only that time, Zhao Gangjun did not die, and then Director Chen died.
Pan Rulong's surprised look was noticed by many people around him, such as Richard and Mr. Li, and of course, Wei Shengjin who was somewhere unknown.
Zhao Gangjun also saw Pan Rulong's surprise and wondered if the mayor was overwhelmed by this young master's handsomeness and domineeringness.
Pan Rulong did not speak, but smiled and nodded towards Zhao Gangjun.
Since people nodded to you, Zhao Gangjun naturally nodded to them out of politeness.
Then Pan Rulong turned around, walked to the front of the painting, and looked at it seriously.
"It's really strange."
Zhao Gangjun touched his chin. He had no contact with the mayor, so why did he nod to me and act like he knew me?
Could it be that my handsomeness has reached a level that can make even stranger men fall in love with me?
Although this is normal, it is really not something to be proud of if a big man likes you!
Zhao Gangjun walked out of the exhibition hall while imagining, while Mr. Li glanced at Zhao Gangjun curiously.
Mayor Pan, why does it look like he knows Zhao Gangjun?
Although I was curious, I couldn't ask this question. After all, Pan Rulong was the mayor. How could he, a small businessman like himself, ask questions?
Richard, on the other hand, had a gloomy face and didn't know what he was thinking.
It can be seen that Pan Rulong really likes that painting, otherwise he would not have put down his work and rushed over, and it took more than half an hour to come.
Of course, these things have nothing to do with Zhao Gangjun.
There is only one person that Zhao Gangjun cares about, Wei Shengjin.