Travel through the 1945 super power construction secret base

"She draws so well." Li Wenting couldn't help but say to Wang Ze after watching the girl for a while.

"It's really good." Wang Ze nodded. This girl is indeed talented in painting. Even Wang Hua is not much better than this girl.

You know, Wang Hua looks young, but his actual age is not young at all.

The girl’s painting is of the museum facing the square. Logically, the museum should be the main subject, but the pedestrians on it seem to come alive, making people unconsciously attracted to the people in the square.

After watching for a while, seeing the girl packing up her things, Li Wenting walked up to her and asked, "Are you selling this painting?"

The painting girl looked up and was surprised by Li Wenting's gentle temperament, but still shook her head and said, "Not for sale."

"How about 100,000?" Seeing some disappointment in Li Wenting's eyes, Wang Ze spoke.

"Tsk, I won't sell it. I said I won't sell it." The painting girl glared at him unhappily and then started to pack up her paintbrushes.

One hundred thousand is not a low price. You have to know that this girl has no fame and is just painting for the sake of it. It is outrageous that she can offer such a high price.

"One million." Wang Ze continued to quote without blinking.

Although he knew some information about the painting market because of Wang Hua, he didn't care at all. One hundred thousand or one million made little difference to him.

"Tsk, being rich is not a big deal. I won't sell it. If you keep pestering me, I'll call the police." The painting girl did not show any weakness, but facing such a rich man, she still made her limited threats.

If it were someone else, they might really be scared. The Nanhua Public Security Bureau doesn't care who you are. There are many rich people and children of officials who have been dealt with.

Daring to oppress the people is a serious crime, and they are not even qualified to go to the prison for minor offenses.

This also allows ordinary people in Nanhua to live with more dignity and stand up when faced with injustice.

"Two million. This is my last offer."

"I won't sell it even if you pay me 10 million." The painting girl said with a serious face. Although she was not pretty, her unyielding temperament was eye-catching.

"Forget it, forget it. If they don't want to sell it, then forget it." Li Wenting quickly pulled Wang Ze's arm, unwilling to continue pestering him.

She also realized that the girl in front of her had no intention of selling at all.

"You can have it if you want, but just agree to one condition of mine." The painting girl looked at Li Wenting and said.

"Oh? Tell me about it." Li Wenting was interested. She didn't think any conditions could compare to two million.

That’s two million Singapore dollars.

"Be my model and let me draw a picture. I'll give this painting to you." The painting girl looked at Li Wenting with bright eyes and said.

"Why don't you sell it for two million, but are willing to give it away for free for the model?" Wang Ze asked curiously.

"Oh, I'm not short of money. I can get 100 yuan every month, which is enough for me. But she is different. I want to draw her." The girl was disdainful at first, but when she mentioned Li Wenting, her expression changed instantly, hoping that Li Wenting would agree.

The corner of Wang Ze's mouth twitched. He thought this girl's family was rich, but he didn't expect that she was actually a low-income person.

Nanhua’s minimum living allowance policy ensures that even if you don’t work, you can still receive at least 50 yuan per month. If you have other talents instead of just lying down at home, you will be given a subsidy of to yuan.

It was obviously thanks to this painting that this girl was able to get the highest amount.

Nanhua has made considerable progress in the fields of art and literature in recent years, and many people are living on the minimum living allowance to explore their dreams.

There are very few people who can truly lie flat.

After all, most people will find something interesting to do after lying down for a year, otherwise they can’t endure sleeping, eating and playing every day for a long time.

Wang Ze also learned that those who currently receive the minimum living allowance are mainly ethnic minorities. These local people have been absorbed into Nanhua, but their lazy nature is difficult to change.

Nanhua can only hope that their next generation will change through education.

Nanhua has effectively given up on the current generation of local indigenous people who have reached adulthood.

These minimum living allowances are actually what control them.

For example, if someone commits a crime, has a bad record, or has more than two children, their minimum living allowance will be cancelled.

Some can apply again after a period of time, but if you dare to have a third child, then you can forget about the minimum living allowance in your life.

It is this effective measure that prevents these indigenous people from reproducing without control.

And the price paid is just money.

"We don't have time for you to draw slowly." Wang Ze directly rejected the girl's idea.

"What's your name? Leave us your contact information and we'll look for you when we come back." Li Wenting saw the disappointed look on the girl's face, as if she saw Wang Canning, and her heart softened as she spoke.

"Really? Sister, you are so nice. My name is Xingxin Ruinan, and this is my phone number. You must find me when you come back. I will keep this painting for you." Xingxin Ruinan said excitedly.

"Okay." Li Wenting smiled, saved the other party's number on her phone, then called and said, "This is my number. My name is Li Ting."

The new ID card that Wang Ze got for him did not have Li Wenting's name on it, but Li Ting.

Although Li Wenting rarely appears in public, the name Li Wenting is quite well-known in Nanhua.

So in order to facilitate travel, both of them changed their names. Wang Ze was called Wang Jize to the outside world, and his ID card showed him as Wang Ze.

After saying goodbye to Xingxin and Ruinan, the two did not go to the underground mausoleum, but drove the rented car directly to go on a self-driving tour around the island.

South China and even ASEAN have not stopped road construction in recent years. Even on the island of Sumatra, where the utilization rate is very low, roads of high quality have still been built.

"Why are those cars behind us following us?" Although Li Wenting didn't notice them at first, after getting on the roundabout, the number of vehicles decreased and she soon spotted the cars behind her.

Every time they stopped, the cars behind them would stop not far away, and as soon as they left, those cars would immediately follow.

If you can't find this, you are too slow.

"The secret guards are fine." Wang Ze said, glancing at the rearview mirror.

Li Wenting nodded and pretended not to see the car behind her.

Although it was a trip for the two of them, after all, both Wang Ze and herself had a high status in Nanhua.

It's normal to have someone to protect you.

Before, she thought that no one was following her. After all, she was very familiar with Wang Ze's abilities, so there would definitely be no problem with his safety.

The greenery on the island of Sumatra is very good. The car shuttled through the forest and the seaside. Although the scenery was beautiful, the two of them felt bored after driving only half a circle.

Then he parked the car on the side of the road, and Wang Ze took out his phone. Two hours later.

An airship appeared above them.

"Let's go, take the airship directly to the next stop."