Chapter 34 Momo Not only Wants to Be Righteous, but Also to Be Righteous

The next day, the bank's loan came down, a total of 30 million yuan. Accompanied by Qiu Yifan, Wenxinya and Ouyang Feng went to the bank to go through the relevant procedures. Soon the money was transferred to Wenxinya's grandfather's name. In an account opened in a bank.

With Qiu Yifan's help, the company's various procedures have been completed.

"What are you thinking, you have worn down the grinding." Si Yiyan put down the brush in his hand and looked at her with a fixed gaze.

Although he didn't know the content of her conversation with Qiu Yifan and Ouyang Feng that day, the frequent exchanges between Qiu Yifan and Ouyang Feng these days made him aware of some of her small movements.

He checked Ouyang Feng's background, and it was not difficult to guess that she was actually preparing to open an investment company.

Her precise vision, extraordinary courage, and meticulous scheming made him admire her again. A little sister who has been on the streets since she was a child actually knows how to use an investment company to collect money for herself and to establish a business relationship for herself. Benefit resources , The ambition she showed made him want to see how far she could go.

"How can the ink be worn out? You are deliberately nitpicking!" Wen Xinya was thinking about her previous meeting with the lawyer of Chaofan Law Firm, and when she heard Si Yiyan's words, she quickly suppressed all her emotions.

Si Yiyan didn't speak any more, just took another inkstone from the Bogu shelf, slowly poured it into the water, and sharpened it with a certain degree of weight, then picked up the brush, dipped it in ink and wrote a sweet word on the rice paper: "You and Look carefully."

A word "Xin" wrote the elegant and elegant Liu style at its peak. He almost restrained the tough, ribbed and ribbed structure and stern winds of the middle period of Liu style. With light and clumsy infiltrating brushwork, infiltrating the body with ease, and infiltrating the rhythm with quaintness, the writing is clear and strong.

My grandfather said: Liu-style characters can best reflect people's temperament, use the pen in the heart, the heart is regular and the writing is straight, the willow-style characters are clear and straight, thin and hard, and there is a kind of beautiful beauty like cultivating bamboo. When writing calligraphy, her grandfather asked her what font she wanted, and she chose Liu style without thinking.

"Did you see anything?" Si Yiyan asked lightly.

"I know your handwriting is good, so you don't need to show it off in front of me." Wenxinya looked at his good handwriting, and said in her heart that it was impossible not to be envious.

"It's not for you to read the words, it's for you to see the ink, and compare the two inks." Si Yiyan reached out and tapped her forehead lightly.

Wenxinya looked down, and soon saw that Mingtang was coming. The ink she polished before was dull and dull, the pen was transparent and weak, and there were even water stains on the paper, and the ink that Si Yiyan polished Dark and restrained, the pen is transparent and strong, and has never penetrated water stains: "Why is this?"

Si Yiyan smiled and said, "Momo is also learned, do you want to know?"

"Think!" Wen Xinya looked at Si Yiyan with bright eyes.

"Come and stand in front of me!" Si Yiyan beckoned to her, with a strange light flashing in his eyes, as if he had succeeded.

But Wenxinya was so focused on the knowledge of Momo that she didn't notice it at all, so as soon as he waved, she immediately stood in front of him dog-legged, "You want to teach me?"

"Well, I'll only teach you once, so you have to learn with your heart." Si Yiyan bit the word "heart" very hard.

Wenxinya immediately stated: "I will definitely study it with my heart."

The smile in Si Yiyan's eyes deepened a little, and he stepped forward and stood behind Wenxinya, his chest pressed against Wenxinya's back, feeling the thin and skinny lines behind her.

Wen Xinya felt the temperature coming from behind her, her heartbeat suddenly skipped a beat, she turned around in a panic and said, "Didn't you teach me how to grind ink, you..."

Si Yiyan reached out and covered her hand holding the ink stick: "I'll show you the ink first, and experience the rhythm of ink grinding."

After listening to his explanation, Wenxinya suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. Although the embrace of a heat source radiated from her back, she was always tempted to approach, but at least she was not as flustered as before.

"Relax your body, don't let your arms be so hard, and clench your fingers naturally." The smile in Si Yiyan's eyes deepened, one hand supported her waist for a while, patted her arm for a while, and was busy adjusting her posture for her. .

"Is that so?" Wen Wenya also restrained all her thoughts and adjusted her posture according to his words, but she didn't know that her current posture was almost half leaning on his arms without knowing it.

Si Yiyan also naturally wrapped one hand around her waist, held her hand and led her to start grinding ink: "The strength of the hand should be properly controlled, the weight should be moderate, the speed should be moderate, neither hurried nor impatient, even Steady and durable."

His breath sprayed her ears with scorching moisture slowly, with a slight numbness, tickling people's hearts, the clear and elegant voice was slightly low, and it sounded in her ears, she seemed to be able to imagine His tongue tickled and twitched, flattened, raised, rolled and tumbled when he spoke, his heartbeat was against her back, and she could feel his heartbeat follow her every breath and breath. With a thumping beat, Wenxinya's heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

The atmosphere seems a little ambiguous! Warm and elegant.

Wenxinya quietly tilted her head to look at him out of the corner of the eye, but saw that he lowered his head slightly, looked at their overlapping hands intently, and carefully explained the rhythm of grinding ink along with the movements of his subordinates.

Seriously, Wen Wenya couldn't help but spurn her for being impure in her mind and not serious in her studies, so she quickly restrained her mind.

She looked away, and Si Yiyan breathed out while holding her breath, feeling the fragrance in her arms, but she couldn't concentrate.

"Your hands are sweating, are you hot?" Wenxinya asked suddenly, holding his big palm, with clear five knuckles, as long as jade, with a faint callus on the palm, gently rubbing The back of her delicate jade-like hand, his palm was slightly hot and sweaty, and her palm was slowly overflowing with fine sweat, and her heartstrings were stirred for no reason.

Si Yiyan suddenly realized that his hand was full of ****, and suddenly let go of her hand and said seriously: "You probably know the rhythm of grinding, and you will be proficient with more practice in the future, don't be too small. Looking at grinding ink, there is a lot of knowledge in grinding ink. On the surface, it seems that the hard ink is being ground and melted, but in fact, people are also being polished by the ink in the process. human character."

Si Yiyan's remarks really inspired her! Wenxinya nodded: "I have been taught."

Si Yiyan's hand suddenly passed through her armpit, Wen Wenya didn't have time to resist, he put his hand on her waist and pressed it towards him, the two bodies fit tightly: "Mo Grinding not only needs to be upright, but also upright!"

What a righteous word, but why combined with his actions, she felt as if he was the unrighteous person?