Huayu 1999: Starting with nothing but getting something for nothing

Yang Che's gaze was deep and unfathomable: "What can I do? Don't tell me it's just a matter of following the proper legal procedures. I can't swallow this insult, and I don't want to be branded a rapist. Shouldn't you agree?"

Wang Fei glared at him: "You fucking said it's with me, how can I not agree?"

Yang Che looked at her calmly and said, "You're secretly overjoyed, aren't you?"

Wang Fei immediately flew into a rage: "Get out!"

He rubbed his temples and sighed.

Wang Fei said softly, "Disappointed?"

Yang Che shook his head: "No, I'm reflecting on myself. I've had it too easy. I've been so successful that I thought everything and everyone in this world existed for me. I've been so successful that even when I noticed something was wrong, I didn't deal with it in time."

Wang Fei moved to his side, then grabbed his wrist and placed it on her shoulder, letting him put his arm around her.

"Life is full of ups and downs, haha. Anyway, thank you."

"I should thank you for receiving your love."

Wang Fei straightened up: "Give me Gao Yuanyuan's phone number, I'll call her."

Yang Che was extremely surprised: "Huh?"

Wang Fei said calmly, "Hurry up, don't you believe me?"

Yang Che paused, took her phone, and entered Gao Yuanyuan's phone number.

Watching her go upstairs, Yang Che glanced at the time; it was already 2:05 PM. He then called Fan Bingbing.

Yang Che didn't go into too much detail or go too far with Xiao Pang. He didn't mention that Liu Xinmo might be featured in the newspaper, nor did he mention Wang Fei.

"Don't worry, who is your boyfriend? He can handle it perfectly well."

"Of course I believe in you, you're omnipotent. Brother, isn't this a case of 'mediocre people aren't envied'?"

"No, this is just a resource monopoly within the cesspool of the Chinese art circle."

"......"

After exchanging a few more sweet words, the two hung up the phone.

Two years ago, in 1998, an article titled "Was Liu Haisu a Man or a Ghost?" was published in Hong Kong, which was a slap in the face to the Chinese art world. The mainland art community simply pretended to be dead, and Liu Haisu's family did not respond.

It's strange that Liu Haisu, who tricked his nanny into getting pregnant and causing her death at the age of 15 and had an affair with his teacher's wife, became the founder of modern Chinese art education and passed away peacefully in 1994 at the age of 98.

Xu Beihong cursed this person his whole life and reported him his whole life, but to no avail.

This man was a genuine traitor. The witness at his third marriage was the notorious traitor Chen Binhe. High-ranking Japanese military officers stationed in Shanghai, Kawamoto Yoshitaro and Takashima Keijiro, attended the wedding.

He publicly declared: All of Japan's actions are the way of the king.

He was then listed sixth on the "List of Cultural Traitors" published by Xinhua Daily.

Strangely, he wasn't purged; he claimed he was coerced. He was only marginalized for a time, but after the reform and opening up, he became an officially recognized art master.

Therefore, it is not an exaggeration for Yang Che to say that the current Chinese art world is a cesspool.

........

At this moment, Wang Fei, whose expression was unreadable, went downstairs.

Wang Fei appeared calm in front of Yang Che, but in reality, he was quite flustered.

She had gone back upstairs and thought for a long time before dialing that number. She wanted to hang up as soon as she dialed, but her hand seemed to be disobeying her and wouldn't move.

"Hello, who is this?"

"I am Wang Fei."

Gao Yuanyuan paused for a moment: "You...he contacted you?"

Wang Fei suddenly calmed down, much more composed than when he negotiated with Gao Yuan.

"Yes, but I can't really explain why I called you now."

Gao Yuanyuan said coldly, "It's guilt, isn't it? Make this call and tell me how difficult things are for you. That will make you feel better."

"I do feel guilty. Um... if you completely withdraw, I will be very grateful, and I'm willing to make it up to you. You're so young and beautiful, you can find someone better."

"Are you trying to provoke me?"

"Yes and no. I don't really care how many women he has now. As long as he's there when I need him, that's enough for me. Of course, I'd be happy if you and Fan Bingbing stepped aside, even though I know he'll definitely go back to you or other women. But that way, I won't feel guilty."

Gao Yuanyuan remained silent for a long time before finally asking, "Why? A woman as outstanding and proud as you, how could he possibly deserve such treatment from you..."

"I'd like to know too... Sigh, maybe one day I won't accept it anymore, who knows?"

Gao Yuanyuan smiled and said, "I know, you're treating him like a gigolo!"

Wang Fei laughed too: "No, he's my boyfriend. If I were a gigolo, I wouldn't be calling you."

"Now can you tell me why you called me?"

Wang Fei pondered for a few seconds and slowly said, "Well... the guilt you mentioned is one aspect, but the other is to tell you that whether you want to withdraw or stay here, at least during this time when he is going through a difficult period, you and I can help him."

When I pressured him to give you up, he chose you instead. He said you were the one he gave himself to when he had nothing...

"Gao Yuanyuan, I'm quite scared. He's the most talented person I've ever met, and he's so passionate. I'm really afraid he'll be ruined by this. After all, he's just entered the workforce. If it were a minor setback, it wouldn't be a big deal; it would actually be a good thing for him. But what he's fighting against now, you might not understand, is that he really can't afford to lose."

Gao Yuanyuan was reluctant to admit that Wang Fei was right, and even more reluctant to admit that her boyfriend making the right choice by dating Wang Fei.

She paused for a few seconds: "You're not what I thought. I always thought you were very aloof and otherworldly."

Wang Fei said with a sigh, "You surprised me quite a bit. When I was your age, I wasn't as emotionally stable as you, as smart as you, and as magnanimous as you."

"It was all his fault. Hmm... are you feeling better now?"

"Much better. How about you?"

"It's alright. If I quit, what can you give me?"

"I'll go downstairs and ask him; he's richer than me now."

"Go ahead and ask, bye."

"Bye-Bye."

Wang Fei naturally didn't tell Yang Che about the contents of these phone calls, only saying, "Boss Yang, just focus on dealing with this. You won't have any trouble in your own backyard."

Yang Che said, "So you're already acting as the first wife?"

Then Wang Fei exploded. The negative emotions she had been suppressing during the phone call suddenly burst out, and she started bullying him, taking all sorts of new ways to bully him.

She felt she had given him far too much—her dignity, her reputation, her sense of boundaries… Just thinking about it was infuriating and agonizing.

Yang Che was more emotionally charged, so the two started fighting.

a long time.

Wang Fei leaned against him and said slowly, "Don't expect me to explain anything to the reporters."

"Okay, whatever you like. Feeling hungry? Want to go out for dinner?"

"I'll find you a lawyer to go through it all from beginning to end."

"Thank you, sister."

"Ugh, carry me to the bathroom, I'm too lazy to move."

"I'll rest a bit more; I'm feeling a bit exhausted."

"You're such a jerk, hurry up and get it over with."

Just as the two were enjoying a rare moment of leisure, Yu Mincai of the New Qiao Hotel finally had the opportunity to report Yang Che's matter to Liu Jingmin. However, she did not mention the "grievance" and "warning" in Yang Che's last words.

"The logo? Which one did he design?"

Yu Min handed over a watercolor version of Tai Chi Man.

Liu Jingmin rubbed his temples, glanced at the text, and then looked at the description next to him. He chuckled as he read it.

"This Yang Che, um... you can leave now."

"OK."

Yu Min responded and went out.