Before the high building with the name plate, 'Charisma Art Gallery', a lot of people were standing in a queue on stone stairs in front of the door.
Leslie sat with Tat beside, looking from his closed car's window...
"What are they doing?"
"This gallery is very famous. Tickets are very expensive, but still a lot of visitors want to visit. In a day, it receives thousands of visitors. The gallery has rules. The visitors have to buy tickets three months before. When they come, they have to be in the queue waiting for their turn to get in. I have heard that the visitors have only one minute to entertain with one painting."
"What!!!"
It was a surprise to hear that.
Leslie narrowed his eyebrows, "Does it get painting from heaven? Why does everyone fall in it?"
"According to the informant, the paintings in Charisma gallery are not famous and are not from well known artists. They are simple and some are from drawers on the street, but all of them are set in very beautiful and unique decoration. It is a real cause that attracts many visitors from around the world."
Hearing from his assistant made Leslie eager to know. Immediately, he said, "Let's go see."
"Young master, you said you just wanted to see from outside," Tat spoke.
"Now, I want to get in it."
After speaking, Leslie got out of the car.
The assistant was trembling; he told the driver to stay alert and quickly off the vehicle to go after his director. It was stressful for right-hand-man. Last time was night time, but this time was different; it was day time and in public. Tat was scared that there would be trouble; however, he could not deny what his young master wanted.
While walking towards the gallery, Tat was worried and under pressure. He didn't have much time. Only fifteen seconds later, Leslie would reach the stairs. Tat tried hard to find a way to coordinate to get the grandson of Wong to get in the gallery. They did not have tickets and they did not buy in advance. He could not use money - though, he gave a high price for a ticket - because Bai Ji Dan was already rich and he did not think that that wealthy man would break rule again because of his young master. But things were opposite of his thought.
When Leslie climbed up stairs and reached the door of the gallery, he was welcomed by a pretty female front desk into the hall.
Tat was surprised to see that. He felt strange. It was the second time that Bai Ji Dan tore his principle - for young Wong. Moreover, he was wondering...
'How does he know that young master is coming?'
Tat stopped feet at the front door and scanned around. He saw there were security cameras. When he got inside, he viewed the hall; on the wall, there were security cameras as well. In the mind of the confidant guessed that through these devices, Bai Ji Dan perceived Leslie coming, so he organized him to get in.
It was correct. From above floor, Bai Ji Dan spotted Wong's vehicle from the side of the road. He told Shan to inform the staff to not block Leslie.
The bro paid attention to the image of the young male in the cameras' screens...
Leslie walked in high manner. His face was up and showed confidence like always. He went into a spot about three meters square. In middle of the spot, it was a painting putting on a stand. Around the painting and surround the space was garnished beautifully. Like Tat had told, the painting was simple, but the adding material was very attractive; it made the painting become wonderful. Even he was not art lover, but when he saw, he could not refuse to admire.
'It is not surprising that he is richer than me.' Leslie thought.
On the right side, there was a door which allowed Leslie to carry on his next objects.
Each room has a different painting. The decoration along the drawing was different too. All of them were unique and awesome.
Leslie enjoyed the visit freely. Behind, Tat marched with worry inside. The owner of the gallery allowed young Wong to enter free of charge and he could view the painting longer than one minute. Bai Ji Dan smashed business principles for the man. Only to Leslie. It was a very scary point. Tat was frightened that something might happen to his young master again. Though, he could not do anything because now he was in territory of the enemy; what he could do in the present was to stay close to Leslie; if anything happened, he would be able to save on time.
Loyal servant followed his master that was stepping before. Even though he tried hard to protect his boss, still he could not secure him. Tat was blocked by security guards, and Leslie was going deeper and deeper in the hall alone.
Youthful rich man walked freely, enjoying not-alive-things inside the building. With the charm of painting, his mind rested in a very calm and peaceful moment. Though, the young man did not lose at all. While he was in love with the portrayals, his eyes tried to notice a picture of white water lily that he was after. His decision to take the risk to come into this place was to find whether the picture was in here or not. If it was in this area, he would find a way to get it. However, he could not discover it. There were a few pictures of water lily, but they were not white, and some were white, but with two or three flowers.
'Where does he put the painting of a white water lily?' Leslie thought.
Young man reached the end of the exhibit. Still his eyes did not perceive the illusion he wished for. Instead, he got something else.
Since he came in and walked, his ears did not seize, until he arrived at the last spot, he caught a song that was echoed to keep company the visitors was 'Only Separation' by Tracy Huang. It was displayed singing verse version, then was musical instruments version, next was Guzheng version, after was flute version, then was piano version, after that was guitar version, then returned to singing verse version. The versions were repeated again and again.
'Why is there only one song? Is it his favorite song?' Leslie thought.
At that time, Shan appeared before him.
"Young master Wong, my master would like to meet you."
"Bai Ji Dan?" Leslie said. He held fist strongly.
"This way, please," Shan showed hand.
Leslie walked following the direction that the assistant of his enemy presented. He went bravely. In his mind tried to press down a fire of revenge that was like a volcano wanting to explore. He got into the elevator with Shan and went up high until reaching the appointed floor. He was led by the tense-face-man off the box into a room with very fancy decoration. Then he was left to be alone with his enemy inside a big and cool office space.
"Are you healed?" Bai Ji Dan asked with a smiling face.
Leslie bit lips. He glanced at the guy that was standing before him with eyes of killing.
Bai Ji Dan saw that the junior did not have a good feeling towards him, but he still spoke nicely.
"What do you think about my gallery?"
Actually, Leslie recognized that this guy had great competence, high creative ideas, and he was further smarter than him, but he remembered when he had abused him, he became in rage and yelled not loyal words, "Only one word, 'trash'."
Bai Ji Dan nodded, "Correct. It is trash. But now people care about the environment, and trash becomes a valuable thing. So, this kind of trash makes me a lot of money."
"Though it creates big money, still it is trash, like the owner of it," Leslie stated.
Bai Ji Dan giggled, then he watched the young man that was scolding him with calm words, "But this trash ever slept on you, and..."
Bro halted his speech. He looked into the eyes of the director of the great inn that was holding a red face like fire.
Leslie held fists and bit lips. His eyes were showing very big flames, like he wanted to eat someone.
'If I don't want the painting for my grandfather, I will no longer tolerate you like this.'
Young Wong tried to calm down. He opened lips and uttered towards the male, "Where is the painting?"
"I don't sell it," Bai Ji Dan said.
"How much do you want to sell to me?" Leslie spoke.
Bai Ji Dan viewed the young male. He seemed to see through why he was after the painting like crazy.
"Old rule," Bai Ji Dan said.
Leslie bit teeth. He held fists hard. Then in a sudden, he jumped to the elder bro. Bai Ji Dan prepared already. Like the previous time, he received with his calm and smiling face. And this made the young Wong very angry. He fought without stopping towards the combatant. However, he could not win over like when he was in the club's room.
Poor Leslie. He wished to fail the man that had abused him on the floor, but now he was the one who slept on it. His luck was not different from that night. His trousers were pulled by Bai Ji Dan. Even underwear was removed off his feet. Then he was groped by the same sweet criminal.33Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡk8u8dHP3rP
After a while, the male bro bowed to say close to Leslie's ear, "Sorry. I acted roughly." Then he looked at the unconscious dude for a short time. Next, he returned trousers to him, and called Shan to organize taking young master Wong out of the gallery without allowing anyone to notice.33Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡO5b5V9MN1u
Leslie stayed in dark vision. He did not have any idea that he was carried by Bai Ji Dan, himself, from the abused room to a private van in the parking lot through the back exit. He was taken care of by the male until he reached hospital.33Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSRB2aJv73m
After the young Wong was sent to the nursing room, Shan called his men to let go of Tat and informed them about Leslie.
Tat quickly ran to the hospital. He was released when he found out that his young master was fine.
After one day sleeping, at last Leslie awoke. When he opened eyes, he saw Tat beside his bed.
"Where am I?" Leslie said.
"You are in hospital, young master," Tat told.
Leslie narrowed eyebrows. He remembered he was in the room with Bai Ji Dan, and he was harassed by that guy until he fainted. After that, he had no idea what's going on.
"Bai Ji Dan took you here..." Tat narrated the story.
After listening, Leslie yelled, "That jerk got me again."
Young chap bit his teeth.
"Bai Ji Dan, you have to pay for what you have done to me."33Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMv9HU0vqd3
