You Are Deep in The Stars

On the other side of the city, Daisy was leaning in the car, bored and spinning the diamond ring on her hand. Directly opposite her stood a splendid building that looked like a high-end social venue. Only by searching carefully could one find a row of small characters in an inconspicuous place – Moses, Beginning of The Starlight.

“Is there any news?” In the gallery VIP room, a man opened a wine bottle and admired the stars flowing in the blue liquid.

“Not yet, but Mr. Huang doesn’t need to worry,” another middle-aged man replied. “No painter has refused our invitation yet.”

Huang Jingyuan nodded. “Hurry up.”

The middle-aged man raised his glass and whispered to him.

Half an hour later, Huang Jingyuan left the gallery, but instead of going home, he drove to a nightclub and hung out until the early morning. The driver took him home by familiar routes. It was a quiet villa. The woman who came to open the door had a sallow complexion. She took her husband, who smelled of perfume, from the driver’s hand and thanked him in a low voice.

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The next day at noon, Daisy ‘accidentally’ spilled a glass full of juice on the wife in a small imported supermarket.

“Oh!” She exclaimed in small surprise. “I’m so sorry.”

“It’s okay,” the other party wiped it with a tissue. She didn’t seem to care about the latest Chanel suit on her body. She looked a little too tired and indifferent. In addition to the sickly yellow color on her face, there were thick dark circles under her eyes, and her hair was also a little dry, tied casually with cheap rubber bands.

“Your hand is injured,” Daisy reminded.

The other party shrank her arms nervously and hid her gauze-wrapped wrists in her sleeves. “I’m fine.”

“Although this sentence may be a bit presumptuous, life is very precious,” Daisy held her hand and said with a sincere tone. “Do you have time? Let’s go have a cup of coffee.”

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“Robbery!” Bai Xi pressed his finger against Mr. Han.

“A robbery for wealth or a robbery for sex?” Han Zhuo raised his hands in cooperation.

“I’m just joking.” Bai Xi sat opposite him.

“Are you done,” Han Zhuo poured water for him, “Could you get off work now?”

“In an hour,” Bai Xi asked casually, “Who did you call just now?”

“Liu Chunchun,” Han Zhuo replied, “He called you but no one answered, so he called me and we talked about the assistant.”

Bai Xi was stunned: “What?”

However, Han Zhuo had a very good reason. Since Liu Chunchun wanted to hold an exhibition at Moses Gallery, he needed someone – at least an assistant to communicate with the others, so that the whole thing could progress more smoothly.

When Liu Chunchun heard this, he immediately fell into a dilemma. Although it made sense, his bank card balance was really bleak, and he couldn’t afford to hire an assistant.

Mr. Han thoughtfully suggested: “If you don’t mind, I can help for free.”

Liu Chunchun burst into tears: “Really? Does Brother Bai agree?”

“He is in a meeting, so I can’t ask him questions for the time being,” Han Zhuo stood at the window. “But trust me, there will be no problem.”

Liu Chunchun thanked him repeatedly and, of course, agreed.

Bai Xi didn’t know whether to laugh or cry after hearing this. He didn’t object, but he still confirmed again and again: “Are you sure you really understand? Don’t let Chunchun talk about weird things.”

“Don’t worry,” Han Zhuo said as he got a new mobile phone card and dialed the number of Moses Gallery.

Bai Xi sat cross-legged opposite him, planning to see how this fake and shoddy assistant would act.

“Hello, I am Liu Chunchun’s assistant. My surname is Wang,” Han Zhuo said calmly, “Are you the person in charge of Moses Gallery? I would like to communicate with you about the follow-up matters.”

Bai Xi gave him a thumbs up.

‘This kind of pretending doesn’t deserve a beating, it’s okay.’ Bai Xi thought.

“Yes, we require the highest-standard exhibition hall, which is free to the public, and we invite at least fifty domestic media,” Han Zhuo slowly laid out the conditions.

Hey, hey, hey! Bai Xi suddenly felt that something was not going well and rushed over to grab the phone. Liu Chunchun’s level was too small for five media outlets. Let alone, fifty of them!!!

Han Zhuo blocked him with one hand, stood up, quickly changed his position, and continued: “If you can meet these conditions, then let’s talk about remuneration next.”

Bai Xi was about to cry without tears, why should they be remunerated? They would still go even for free.

“OK, we need at least… five million,” Han Zhuo leaned on the window sill and raised the corner of his mouth slightly, “Art is priceless, and this is already the discounted price.”

Bai Xi was completely discouraged after hearing this, and felt deeply that he was 80% going to lose money to hold another art exhibition to comfort Liu Chunchun’s broken glass heart.

“I’m going to deduct your salary,” he pointed at Mr. Han tremblingly.

“Okay, I will send you the account number as soon as possible, and the contract will be signed within three days,” Han Zhuo took Bai Xi’s hand and pulled him to his chest, “Goodbye.”

Bai Xi asked alertly: “What do you mean?”

“The other party agreed to all my conditions,” Mr. Han smiled gently and leaned slightly to look at him levelly. “First-class exhibition hall, fifty media, five million after tax, do you think Liu Chunchun will be willing to treat us to a meal this time? A 1,888 yuan lobsters each person?”

Bai Xi: “…”

Bai Xi let him go, but was not overwhelmed by the huge joy. Instead, he hesitated: “No, there must be something wrong with this.”

Han Zhuo opened a bottle of juice for him: “Do you think Chunchun is not worth the price?”

Bai Xi shook his head: “Unless someone wants to hype him up, but the possibility is slim.”

“It’s not about hype, it’s about taking advantage.” Han Zhuo patted him on the shoulder and reminded him, “Don’t forget, he is your friend.”

There was a bang in Bai Xi’s mind, and cold sweat broke out on his back.

“But it doesn’t matter.” Han Zhuo smiled and gently covered his eyes with dry and warm palms. “Relax a little bit. Since the other party has taken the initiative to come to your door, then we must at least make a good deal.”