Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

Tang An's eyes were filled with confusion. He asked puzzledly, "What piano music? I didn't hear it. I wonder where Mr. Qiao heard it. This cultural center doesn't play music."

Qiao Sheng raised his head and looked at the white cloth, saying with certainty, "The sound is coming from behind the white cloth. Could you please lift it up so I can take a look?"

"This, this isn't because Tang doesn't want to. It's simply because this painting is too strange and the rumors about it in the past were too negative, so the museum owner sealed it away."

"Oh, Qiao is all ears."

Tang An sighed and slowly recounted, "The story is this: the museum owner bought this painting from a farmer ten years ago, and it has since attracted quite a few people to see it."

"The magic of this painting is that different people see different things. Some people just see it as ordinary, while others look at the beauty in the painting and see the world within it."

"It's said to be a magical feeling, like traveling through time and space and being in an unfamiliar ancient time. To be honest, every time I look at this painting, I find it unremarkable. I really don't understand the magical feeling."

"The person who later bought the painting died unexpectedly, so the painting was sealed."

Qiao Sheng's eyes were filled with interest when he heard this, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly with a smile: "Qiao will be staying in Jiangcheng for a few days. I wonder if I can take this painting back to observe it. I will return it when I return."

Tang An hesitated when he heard this. This painting was really too unlucky. If something happened to this person, the cooperation between the two companies would be over.

He hesitated and said, "But Mr. Qiao, this painting is really unlucky. Are you sure you want to take it back and have a look?"

"Well, I've never heard of such a magical thing. Now that I know about it, I naturally want to see more of it."

Qiao Sheng's tone was full of meaning. "If Mr. Tang is willing to help me, I will definitely mention your company to my superiors when I return to the company. We'll see if we can cooperate."

Tang An's heart was itching to make a move after hearing this. After struggling for a while, he said, "Okay, wait for me to talk to the deputy director. If he agrees, then it's fine."

"Okay, thank you very much."

After the others walked away, Qiao Sheng stood alone in front of the painting. Even through the white cloth, he could seem to see a stunningly beautiful classical beauty smiling shyly at him.

The laughter was the most beautiful I had ever heard, and it had a classical feel to it.

He closed his eyes and listened carefully to the sound of the piano. After the song "Feng Qiu Huang" stopped, Qiao Sheng slowly opened his eyes with a smile on his lips.

The phone in his pocket vibrated. Qiao Sheng regained his composure and opened it. When he saw the caller ID, his distant eyes suddenly softened.

【Hey, Yaoyao, do you miss me? 】

[Hate it, I just wanted to ask you, how long will this business trip take? I'm so lonely at home alone.]

[Well, only if you tell me that you miss me can I tell you. Otherwise, I won’t tell you and you’ll have to guess.]

Chu Yao giggled and grumbled.

[I won't bother with you anymore. Just tell me when you're coming back and I'll pick you up in my car. Got it?]

[Okay, our Yaoyao is so nice.]

[Hehe, it's enough that you know I'm good. I don't have any female colleagues when I'm on a business trip, so remember this: if you dare to flirt with other women, I'll ignore you.]

Qiao Sheng hurriedly expressed his attitude.

"Absolutely not. I'm on this business trip alone. Heaven and earth can bear witness to my feelings for Yaoyao. If I've been unfaithful in the slightest, then damn me."

[Pooh, there's a God above you, so just say the same thing now! Don't say things like that. I recently watched a livestream that was talking about this.]

[Those are all fake, Yaoyao, don't take them seriously. It's a different era now, there's no such thing as ghosts and gods.]

[…I don't care. Anyway, you're not allowed to swear carelessly. Sometimes it's better to be more respectful. There are some things that humans just can't understand.]

When Qiao Sheng saw Tang An coming back, he said something quickly.

[Yaoyao, a client has arrived. I'm going to hang up now. Can we contact each other later in the evening?]

[Okay, you go ahead and do your work.]

Tang An walked over quickly and said cheerfully, "Mr. Qiao, the deputy director, has agreed. I'll pack the painting up right away. But I can only take it back with me for a few days and then return it."

"This matter has been kept secret from the museum owner. He is very sensitive about it and has never allowed anyone to bring it out."