Chapter 719

The next day.

Gu Qiuyi's plane took off at 8:30 in the morning.

And the semi-finals of the Sanda competition started at 10:00 in the morning.

So, Ye Chen planned to send Gu Qiuyi off first, and then go to the gymnasium to watch Qin Aoxue's competition.

Early in the morning, Ye Chen found his father-in-law, Xiao Changkun, and said to him: "Dad, are you using the car this morning? If not, lend it to me; I have something to do this morning."

Xiao Changkun laughed and said: "I'm going to represent our Calligraphy and Painting Association to give a lecture on antique appraisal at the University for the Elderly this morning."

As he spoke, Xiao Changkun also gave Ye Chen a look, the meaning of which was "you know."

Ye Chen instantly understood.

It must be that last time the University for the Elderly and the Calligraphy and Painting Association held an activity, the father-in-law met Han Meiqing, and just happened that his mother-in-law didn't suspect him, so the father-in-law wanted to take this opportunity to increase contact with Han Meiqing.

This lecture at the University for the Elderly, needless to say, he must be aiming for Han Meiqing.

At this time, Ma Lan happened to walk downstairs and heard this, curling her lips with disdain: "Mixing in that so-called Calligraphy and Painting Association all day, what's the use?"

Xiao Changkun said unhappily: "What do you know! I am now the executive director of the Calligraphy and Painting Association. President Pei has already said that at the next change of the association, he will recommend me to be the executive vice president. By then, I, Xiao Changkun, will also be a big shot in the antique and collectible circle in Jin Ling!"

Ma Lan snorted coldly: "Don't do those useless things. Getting money back is the real business. Before you joined the Calligraphy and Painting Association, you could still earn some price difference by flipping antiques. How come after you joined the Calligraphy and Painting Association, I haven't heard of you flipping antiques to make money? Did you hide private money behind my back?"

Xiao Changkun said angrily: "Ma Lan, don't forget, we are currently in a state of separation, and after you lost all the money last time, we agreed that I would manage the money in this house from now on, so you have no right to manage me at all!"

Ma Lan gritted her teeth and said: "Alright, Xiao, you've grown some skills, haven't you? You really think that just because you're separated from me, I can't do anything to you? Believe it or not, I won't do anything today and will go to your Calligraphy and Painting Association and make a big scene in front of everyone! I want to see what face you have to continue staying in the Calligraphy and Painting Association!"

As she spoke, Ma Lan was not satisfied and continued: "Going once is far from enough. I'll give you a monthly package and go to your Calligraphy and Painting Association to make a scene twenty or thirty times a month, guaranteed to satisfy you!"

Xiao Changkun was scared to death.

He knew Ma Lan's temper; if she said so, she would definitely do it.

He had finally achieved a certain status in the Calligraphy and Painting Association, and used the name of the Calligraphy and Painting Association to have more contact with Han Meiqing. How could he let Ma Lan go and make such a mess?

This shrew was already hot-tempered, and now her two front teeth were missing, making her look as ugly as she could be. He couldn't let her go to the Calligraphy and Painting Association to lose his face!

More importantly, in case she set her sights on the Calligraphy and Painting Association, and then followed the clues to find out that Han Meiqing had returned to China, and that he had a lot of contact with Han Meiqing, she would definitely turn the Calligraphy and Painting Association and the University for the Elderly upside down!

Therefore, he hurriedly admitted defeat and said to Ma Lan: "You, can't you solve everything through making a scene?"

Ma Lan said coldly: "You said it yourself, you are the master of this house, and I have no right to manage it. Then if I don't make a scene, what can I use to establish my status in this house?"

Xiao Changkun surrendered actively and said: "I said the wrong thing. You have the right to manage it. Is that okay?"

Ma Lan said triumphantly: "Since you said I have the right to manage it, then I want to exercise my qualifications and power now. Xiao Changkun, tell me the truth, how much money do you have in your hands now? Did you flip antiques to make money behind my back and not tell me?"

Xiao Changkun said miserably: "I didn't earn a fart! Let me tell you the truth, I don't have a fart of money now. The Calligraphy and Painting Association doesn't make any money either. Before, flipping antiques could earn some money, but now there's no such good opportunity. I collected a few cheap calligraphy and paintings recently, and they were all fake. Each painting was bought for a few thousand yuan, but it turned out to be a craft that wasn't worth even a hundred yuan."

As he spoke, Xiao Changkun sighed and said regretfully: "I don't know where Zhang Ermao has gone recently. Before, when I looked for him, he could always help me sell things for a good price. Now if I want to find him, I can't find him at all, as if he evaporated from the world."

Ye Chen felt it was funny when he heard this.

Zhang Ermao had previously spent a lot of money to collect a few pieces of trash from his father-in-law in order to please him, and this money was all pure loss.

If he kept losing like this, billions of family wealth wouldn't be enough for his father-in-law to pit.

So he naturally tried every means to hide from his father-in-law.

His father-in-law wanted to find him now, that was definitely harder than ascending to heaven.

Ma Lan didn't believe his words and said coldly: "Come, open your mobile banking, Alipay, and WeChat wallet, and let me see the balance!"

Xiao Changkun said angrily: "Why are you checking my account? When you lost all the family's money, I asked you to show me the balance, and you wouldn't show it no matter what. Why do you want me to show you the balance now?"

Ma Lan said angrily: "Fine, you won't show it, right? If you won't show it, I'll go to your Calligraphy and Painting Association and scold the street with my crutches later! I, Ma Lan, mean what I say!"

Xiao Changkun was scared and hurriedly said: "Alright, alright, I'll show you!"

After finishing, he opened his bank account, Alipay account, and WeChat wallet account one by one and showed them to Ma Lan.

After Ma Lan finished watching, she was instantly full of disappointment: "Xiao Changkun, how did you mix up? Bank card, Alipay, and WeChat combined, only ten thousand or so yuan. A fifty-year-old man, poor to this point, aren't you ashamed?"

Xiao Changkun's face turned red and white, and he said angrily: "You still have the face to say that? All my life's savings were lost by you. Otherwise, how could I be so poor!"

Ma Lan's expression flashed a trace of embarrassment, but soon became tough again: "Going out to earn money is the duty of you men. Since the money in the house is gone, you should go out and find a way to earn it! And you are still mixing in that bullshit Calligraphy and Painting Association all day, what's the use? It's better to find a restaurant and wash dishes for others. You can earn at least two or three thousand a month!"

Xiao Changkun said angrily: "Ma Lan, I am the executive director of the Jin Ling Calligraphy and Painting Association anyway! You want me, a dignified executive director, to wash dishes?"

"What bullshit executive director? If you don't make money, you're not as good as bullshit!" Ma Lan roared angrily: "Let me tell you, wait until my leg is healed and my teeth are inlaid, I have to go out to party with friends every day, play cards, do facials, eat, sing, these all cost money. You find a way to earn money for me recently, otherwise, when I have no money to go out and play, I will pester you every day!"