How many times had Gu Jiangxin done this to other government officials in the past?!

When Gu Jiangxin heard that, he was even more confident. “Have Mayor Liu, by chance, heard of an Ink Painting Guru before?”

Mayor Liu was taken aback a little.

This Gu Jiangxin was really something.

He had approached President Huang Chuan in person at the exhibition last week but even he was declined.

Remembering the three pieces that spoke to him, Mayor Liu looked a lot more solemn. “This is one of their works?”

As Gu Jiangxin thought about all these, he carefully picked a spot by the window where nobody could see him from the outside and sat down.

He didn’t have to wait long. The noises at the school died down quickly.

Heavy and steady footsteps could be heard coming from the hallway.

“Daddy Liu Xue. Right this way. Do come in.”

After she had taken the man there, the relative left understandingly, staying behind not a second more than she needed to.

Mayor Liu felt odd the moment he walked inside.

Gu Jiangxin was a smart man.

If he was to send a mounted painting of this size directly to Mayor Liu’s office, his intention would be too obvious.

If he was to send it to Mayor Liu’s residence, his neighbors might see it and there would be talk. That would, doubtless, deter Mayor Liu from helping him even if he wanted to.

He thought about it long and hard and was finally able to figure out a way to get this painting over to Mayor Liu’s.

His young wife has an aunty who was a language teacher. Lo and behold, she worked at the high school that Mayor Liu’s daughter just started attending.

Gu Jiangxin couldn’t contain himself after he discovered that.

On their way back, Boss Zhou wanted to look at the painting again carefully in the backseat of the car.

But he was quickly stopped by Gu Jiangxin.

“Don’t. It’s rocky in the car.”

Gu Jiangxin genuinely worried that he might damage the painting.

“Right, right, right, Lao Gu. When are you taking this to Mayor Liu?”

Boss Zhou dared not look closely at it anymore. He quickly rolled it back up.

“Should we frame it first?”