Zongman: This friendly communication system is too friendly

"Tomoyo, it's so quiet here."

Wang Changsheng, Xiaoying and Chiyo stood together. Xiaoying listened to the chatter of the director and the class teacher, and couldn't help but put her head close to Chiyo's ear.

Chise's dark purple eyes sparkled under the light in the hall.

Feeling the hot breath coming from her ears, although it was a little itchy, Tomoyo didn't move. She just glanced at Sakura gently and nodded: "Yes, very quiet."

Wang Changsheng, who was standing on Xiaoying's other side, couldn't help but find it a little funny. He also said softly, "After all, this is an art gallery. Viewing artworks is like watching a movie. You have to keep quiet."

"Uh uh uh…" Sakura nodded, tilting her head.

She didn't know if it was her illusion, but she felt that Xiao Wang and Zhi Shi had hidden meanings in their words.

This quiet and peaceful atmosphere did not last long. Suddenly, a guy who looked very rude walked into the door of the art gallery.

He was portly and had a fierce look on his face. As soon as he entered, he started yelling, "Hey, you're about to close, why did you drag all these people here? Do you think letting these kids see the junk you're taking care of will do anything? You'd better give up on this and pack up your things quickly. In ten days, this place will be mine!"

The fat man with a fierce face looked at the group of children standing in the middle of the venue with disdain on his face.

"But I see you've brought all these people here because you want to use this junk to make some extra money for retirement, right?" the fat man sneered. "That's what I'm saying. You keep talking about how great this junk is. It seems you're just a businessman like me! Isn't the money I've paid you enough? Logically, you should have handed this place over to me a long time ago!"

The fat man walked into the art museum and came to the side of Director Ochiai, with a bit of contempt on his greasy expression.

Some time ago, he went to the director every day to ask him to hand over the art museum as soon as possible, but the director kept pestering him.

He also said that these pieces of junk were precious works of art and should not be sold or destroyed as junk.

He originally had some respect for this old man, so he gave him a deadline.

As a result, I didn't come for two days, and when I came today, I saw that this old guy had invited so many people to visit his art gallery.

You know, art galleries are usually very deserted.

If there were no customers, the director would not have sold the art gallery to himself.

Now this old guy has actually invited so many people, he must have collected a lot of money, right?

How hypocritical.

Greedy!

This fat man is the owner of the art museum, Manaka, who bought the art museum from Director Ochiai.

He considered himself a qualified businessman. After so many years in the business world, he had some experience in judging people.

At that time, he was attracted by the director of this art museum because he seemed to have some backbone and had done a lot for his scrap metal called works of art, so he came to him.

He persuaded Director Ochiai to sell the art museum to him, believing that under his management, the museum would surely regain its glory.

Perhaps because he was desperate, the old man quickly agreed to what he proposed.

Of course, I might have played some word games when signing the contract with this old guy.

But what he said was indeed right!

He just thought the location was nice and wanted to convert the art gallery into a hotel.

Although the business model is different, this place will indeed become better and better, with more and more customers. Isn’t this a fact?

Isn’t this a disguised way of recreating the glory of the art museum?

Do you really want to continue running the art exhibition business?

Just this scrap metal?

He wouldn't even want something given to him for free, so how could he possibly spend money to watch it!

If Director Ochiai really wanted to put a house in such a good location here just to use it as a warehouse to store these junk, even if he didn't take action, someone else would.

Then why not buy the house yourself?

So Boss Manaka felt that he had not deceived Director Ochiai at all, and he had also signed and sealed it, so it was impossible for him to deny it.

This place is yours now!

The moment he saw Boss Manaka, the haze in Director Ochiai's heart, which had been dispelled by the light emanating from the child, once again completely enveloped his heart.

The kind smile on Director Ochiai's lips faded, and his face became expressionless.

He didn't respond to what Manaka said. He just turned around and looked at Terada Yoshiyuki beside him. "I'm so sorry to have made you laugh. Let the children go over there. They have the most artworks over there, and it's the most suitable for children."

Director Ochiai pointed to the other half of the exhibition area.

Wang Changsheng and Xiaoying's homeroom teacher, Yoshiyuki Terada, looked in the direction of his finger.

Over there is the Youth Art Exhibition Hall, which also displays many artworks made by children.

It is indeed more suitable for these students to observe.

Terada Yoshiyuki glanced back at the flabby-faced boss, Manaka, and frowned slightly before nodding, "Since you have guests, Director, I'll have the students stay in that area as much as possible."

"I'm so sorry." Director Ochiai bowed slightly to the handsome male teacher with an apologetic look.

"It's nothing." Yoshiyuki Terada shook his head and slightly turned his body to avoid the old director's bow.

Although he was not quite sure what was going on, but by looking at the boss's appearance and what he said when he came in, Terada Yoshiyuki had a rough idea.

As soon as he arrived at the art gallery, he had already made a discovery.

There are very few guests here.

Even after staying here for such a long time, the only new guests who entered here were a strange uncle who was seen at the door and was acquainted with Wang Changsheng and his classmates.

Apart from that, there was no other new visitor.

With so many people coming at once, this quiet art museum suddenly became lively.

Terada Yoshiyuki led the students toward the Youth Art Exhibition Hall. After seeing another teacher lead the group away, he turned and said to the flabby-faced Boss Manaka, "Our school organized a visit to the art museum this time. Director Ochiai didn't charge any fees. Our school contacted Director Ochiai in advance, and with his approval, we were able to bring the students here."

After saying that, he, who had always been gentle, looked at Boss Manaka coldly, and without waiting for him to say anything, turned around and left.

Only Director Ochiai, who had a complicated expression, and Boss Manaka, whose neck turned red from being choked by Terada Yoshiyuki's words, were left, but he didn't know what to say in rebuttal.

He wanted to start scolding directly. As a businessman, he was very rich, otherwise he would not have been able to buy the art gallery in full.

Here, having money also means having some special rights.

He wanted to verbally threaten this damn tall man who was so much more handsome than him.

Like telling him to get out of his school or something like that.

But the other party didn't give him a chance to speak and just turned around and left.

This made Boss Manaka so angry that his head exploded.

"Which school is this from?"

Boss Manaka asked one of the younger brothers he brought with him, gritting his teeth.

“This…” The younger brother became nervous when he saw his boss was angry.

You know, as the boss, he is not polite even to his subordinates.

"I'll ask right away!"

These little brothers were about to follow those students.

However, at this moment, Yoshiyuki Terada, who was walking in front, suddenly stopped and turned around.

At this moment, both Boss Manaka and his little brother were stunned by the oppressive feeling that suddenly erupted from Terada Yoshiyuki.

Even Director Ochiai was shocked by the amazing aura emanating from this young man.

That's not a temperament that ordinary people can have.

This teacher doesn't look like an ordinary person...

"you you……"

The younger brother couldn't help but tremble when facing Terada Yoshiyuki, who was almost one and a half or even two heads taller than him. His legs were shaking and he couldn't speak.

The aura emanating from the other party seemed to condense into substance and penetrate directly into his body.

"It's best not to have any thoughts about my students."

Yoshiyuki Terada glanced coldly at the younger brother, and then glanced at the boss Manaka behind him.

Boss Manaka was stared at by the young man and couldn't say a word. He could only stammer and look away.

He stood there, neither standing nor moving.

In the end, I didn’t know what happened, but my body suddenly went limp and I fell to the side.

He shouted in panic, then put his hands on the portrait on the wall.

As a result, two big holes were dug out in the painting in an instant.

Although there were not many people in the venue and it was deserted, there were still some tourists visiting these works of art.

After seeing Boss Manaka's actions, the tourists who were already visiting the museum couldn't help but cast a look of contempt and disgust on him.

Upon seeing this, Kubota immediately helped Boss Manaka up, but he was instantly brushed away with his sleeve: "Get out of here! Why are you pretending in front of me? Hurry and get the money together, otherwise, you know the consequences!"

"Hmph!" Boss Manaka was so frightened by Terada Yoshiyuki's glance that he didn't dare to say a word, but he was still very good at acting tough with these people.

Nakuta is also a staff member of the art museum, but he has been reselling various artworks in the museum to make a profit.

There are also many shameful dealings between him and Boss Manaka.

After being scolded by Boss Manaka, although Kubota looked unhappy, he just stood there and said nothing.

"Let's go and check out the office first!" Boss Manaka glared and then said to another person behind him.

This is the designer he brought in.

This time, in addition to urging Director Ochiai to come, he also planned to let the designer understand the structure of the entire art museum in advance, so that he could design the design drawings for converting the art museum into a hotel as soon as possible on the day of taking possession.

"Hey!" The designer behind Boss Manaka didn't say a word, but followed the angry sponsor to Director Ochiai's office.

Director Ochiai also followed without saying anything.

He followed silently without saying a word, his whole body like a piece of rotten wood.

Just before leaving, he turned around to look at the children in the Youth Art Exhibition Hall who seemed to be quite lively, with a complicated look in his eyes.

Then he turned around and lowered his head, delaying the determination in his eyes.

Seeing the two groups of people leaving, Wang Changsheng, who was walking at the end of the team, withdrew his gaze.

I didn’t expect that their head teacher has such a handsome side.

No wonder Lijia...

Uncle Maori originally wanted to pull Xiaolan and Conan directly into the Youth Art Exhibition Hall behind the students.

However, when he saw the arrogant boss Manaka coming in, he was worried that the old man Director Ochiai would be beaten by him, so he stood at the door of the Youth Art Exhibition Hall and watched for a while.

Seeing that they didn't seem to have any physical conflict, but only a dispute over interests, Uncle Maori shook his head with a complicated expression.

It seemed that he was thinking of his previous declining firm.

"Ugh……"

Chapter 183: Moon Shadow Island in the Painting, the Burning Piano on the Coast

"Come on, Conan, let's follow."

Seeing that her father and everyone had left, Xiaolan also grabbed Conan's hand and walked towards the front hall.

"Okay, Sister Xiaolan." Conan responded obediently. His innocent tone made Wang Changsheng, who was standing only two steps away from him, twitch his mouth. He felt a chill and his body couldn't help shaking three times.

This guy……

Now it seems that he has completely adapted to the identity of a child.

He even takes advantage of his child's status to act cute and take advantage of others!

Wang Changsheng glanced sideways at Conan, who was holding Xiaolan's hand with confidence and happiness, and then he couldn't help but look at Sakura and Tomoyo's little hands.

"I'm just a kid too. If Conan can do it, why can't I..."

Wang Changsheng wondered if he was thinking too much. After all, they were all children and couldn't communicate too deeply. So, holding hands and kissing... cough cough cough, it wouldn't be a big deal, right?

Simply...da-me-da-me!

Wang Changsheng quickly dismissed the image in his mind.