Su Xiaoai kept moving her hands and said, "Although she doesn't have a good eye for others, she won't attack behind his back."
"It's better to be careful."
"Yes, thank you boss for reminding me."
Su Xiaoai's voice was crisp, but at first glance she didn't take Yin He's advice to heart.
This made Yin He feel helpless, but Su Xiaoai was now his employee, and anyone who dared to touch him was looking for trouble with Yin He, and he would not show mercy to him.
With this thought in his mind, Yin He's eyes showed a bit of anger.
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Because Wan Jiaojiao was protected, Wang Weizhi had no chance to make any small moves. In desperation, he had no choice but to focus on Wan's father.
But this time, Wang Weizhi did not lobby directly, but went to the supermarket where Wan's father worked.
At this time, Wanfu was sorting the shelves.
Suddenly, a hand reached out and took away a pack of tissues from his side.
The man wore a very simple watch, but it looked very distinctive. Wan's father was very interested in the watch, so he followed the watch and looked at the man's face.
As soon as he saw that face, Wan's father immediately changed his expression, frowned, and asked, "Why are you here again?"
Wang Weizhi smiled lightly and said, "Come and buy some things."
Wan's father didn't believe Wang Weizhi's words, and hummed: "Ours is just an ordinary small supermarket, full of tackiness, not suitable for a big shot like you."
"But no matter how great a person is, he still has to eat, drink, poop and sleep."
After saying that, Wang Weizhi took another pack of tissues from Wan's father's side.
Since people kept saying they were here to buy things, Wan's father ignored them and turned around to do his own business.
After Wang Weizhi looked at it for a while, he went to check out and leave.
Wan's father didn't expect this man to leave like this, so he couldn't help but look at the door of the supermarket.
Maybe, it's really just shopping.
Wanfu told himself this and put this episode behind him.
But in the next few days, Wang Weizhi came every day, said hello to Wan's father briefly, then bought something and left.
When colleagues saw it, they all thought the two men knew each other, and they even joked about Wan Fu, saying that he had a wide range of friends.
Wan's father denied it, saying that the two were not familiar with each other. But soon, Wang Weizhi slapped him in the face with practical actions.
On this day, Wang Weizhi came to the supermarket again. This time, he did not walk in, but talked with the store manager at the entrance of the supermarket.
The two of them didn't know what they were talking about. The store manager looked happy, and then he went straight to Wan's father excitedly and said, "Lao Wan, your friend bought a lot of things this time, and we have to help deliver them."
"Hey, I have told you so many times that he is not my friend. And if he buys it, he can take it away himself. Why do you still need us to give it away?"
"You can't say that. Look, if the nearby residents buy something, we can deliver it to their doorsteps. What's more, this big customer bought a lot."
With that said, the store manager motioned to Wan's father to look outside.
Wan's father looked towards the door and saw that someone was pulling boxes after boxes of items directly from the warehouse.
This...is indeed a lot.
But okay, why would you come to a small supermarket like theirs to buy something? And even if he really needed it, he could have others buy it instead of doing such a small thing himself.
Wan's father was secretly on guard. Even when he walked in front of Wang Weizhi, he still had a serious look on his face.
Wang Weizhi was kind and said with a smile: "Sorry to trouble you."
The store manager hurriedly said: "It's no trouble, no trouble, please come again in the future."
These words came from the bottom of my heart. The customer in front of me bought nearly half of the supermarket's items in one go. The store manager had to rush to place an order after seeing off this big customer.
The store manager was secretly happy here, while Wan's father helped load all the goods into the truck. Then he silently got into the small truck and got ready to set off.
But what Wan's father didn't expect was that Wang Weizhi also squeezed into the pickup truck.
Wan's father looked sideways at the people around him and asked, "Didn't you come by car? Why are you still taking this car?"
“Because I’ve never sat down before and I want to feel it.”
This answer made Wanfu sneer, and then he said nothing and turned away.
Wang Weizhi didn't talk to Wan's father anymore, and only occasionally told the driver how to drive.
What Wanfu didn't expect was that the destination of the delivery was an art museum.
From the back door of the art museum, you can go directly to the warehouse. Wanfu and the driver will deliver the goods to the warehouse.
After placing the items, Wang Weizhi signed a receipt, and then said with a smile: "Thank you for your hard work, go out from here, turn right, and leave directly through the front door."
The driver nodded and walked out of the warehouse with Wan's father.
According to Wang Weizhi's instructions, the two people needed to leave directly through the art museum. While passing through the art museum, many exhibits inside were displayed in front of them.
The driver had no feelings for these things. He just felt that it was a waste to only display these flashy things in such a large space. If it were used to open a supermarket, how many things could be sold?
But Wanfu had completely different thoughts than the driver. From the moment he saw these things, his soul was shocked.
Especially when I saw the paintings and calligraphy works, I stopped and stared at them intently.
After looking at it for an unknown amount of time, Wang Weizhi came over and said with a smile: "Do you think these works are nothing more than that?"
Wan Fu didn't say anything, but he acquiesced in Wang Weizhi's words.
Wang Weizhi raised his arms and said helplessly: "But these things are very popular. If they are hung here, there will always be people who want to buy them."
After he finished speaking, someone came over, pointed at a pair of calligraphy treasures, and said, "This is good. Hanging it in my study will definitely look very cultured!"
This man has a loud voice and is wearing a gold chain. Everything he wears shows one thing: I am very rich.
Next to the man, there were staff members. After hearing this, they immediately smiled and praised the man for his good taste.
The man who was praised felt very comfortable and walked on proudly.
Wanfu sneered at the man's performance and said: "Vulgar things will naturally be appreciated by vulgar people."
Wang Weizhi nodded in agreement, and then asked: "But if we don't hang up the good works, how will the world know that there are still works that are not vulgar? The world of calligraphy and painting has been dead for too long, and someone needs to break the existing pattern."
After saying this, Wang Weizhi looked at Wanfu, his eyes seemed full of hope for him.
Wan's father did not respond immediately and clasped his fingers together lightly.
Seeing him like this, Wang Weizhi knew that he was very confused at the moment.
But only after a while, Wan's father regained his composure and said: "I am just an ordinary person, and those works of art are too far away from my life. So there is no need to tell me about those patterns. I won't tell you.