The director is neither annoyed nor angry.
Not even the slightest bit guilty.
Seeing the director's attitude, a fact emerged in Xi Nancheng's heart that he could hardly believe. He pursed his lips and said nothing. He only lowered his head and took out his phone, opened the browser and searched for Beijing Painting Association.
There is basically no gossip about the Beijing Painting Association on the Internet.
The first column Xi Nancheng found was the official website of the Beijing Painting Association.
He clicked in directly and looked from top to bottom. He saw that the Beijing Painting Association was similar to the official website of the Security Bureau. There were no other messy things. The listed content was simple yet somewhat mysterious.
There is only one line of introduction on the home page, and below that are the five leading masters of the Beijing Painting Association.
Every two seconds, Xi Nancheng saw the particularly conspicuous foreigner in the middle. He was the one he saw on the ancient street in the morning. The following introduction was just a simple sentence -
Albert is an A-level teacher of the Beijing Painting Association and a member of the Federal Painting Association.
"Teacher Xi, although you are not from Beijing, you should know the Painting Association quite well. As for Teacher Albert, even Beijing University may not be able to hire him. Do you think I can hire him?" Director? Shaking his head, "Even if I can invite him, can I still make him want to take Meng Fu as his disciple? You should know better than me what Master Albert's disciple's status is in the Beijing Painting Association."
In fact, there was no need for the director to explain later. After seeing the introduction on the home page of the Painting Association, Xi Nancheng knew that this matter was definitely not arranged by the director team.
Can the directing team hire an A-level teacher from the Beijing Painting Association
This is more difficult than hiring the CEO of Shengyu.
so…
Albert really fell in love with Meng Fu, and Meng Fu's painting was really worth a hundred thousand...
Xi Nancheng held the mobile phone and stood there for a long time without speaking.
My mind was buzzing and I couldn't think of anything else.
How did Meng Fu know Chinese painting
He had never seen anything mentioned online about Meng Fuhui's traditional Chinese painting.
I have never heard Meng Fu say that he knows Chinese painting...
Xi Nancheng walked out in a daze, and happened to meet Ye Shuning in the corridor.
Looking at Xi Nancheng's appearance, Ye Shuning was stunned for a moment, "Teacher Xi, what's wrong with you?"
Xi Nancheng seemed to have come to his senses. He glanced at Ye Shuning, but his eyes had no focus. He shook his head without saying a word.
After knowing each other for so long, Xi Nancheng has never had this kind of attitude towards him.
Ye Shuning looked at Xi Nancheng's back and couldn't help but pursed her lips.
**
at the same time.
Su family.
Su Di has not returned to the capital for several months. This time, while Meng Fu was recording a show in the capital, he also came back to see Ma Cen.
Ma Cen is very good to Su Tian and others.
When there are no outsiders, we basically eat at the same table.
"Xiao Cheng, why have you been transferring Su Di to other places recently?" Ma Cen picked up a chopstick of green vegetables. They didn't have any specific rules for eating. She raised her eyelids and said, "The branch on Federal Street is short of a general manager. What are you doing?" Su brought it back, the Feng family member happened to be in the capital recently, and I'll look for an opportunity to let her take a look at your illness."
After all, he is Su Cheng's confidant. Although all the muscles and veins in his body are destroyed, Ma Cen cannot do anything to abandon the hero of the Su family.
The general manager of Federal Street Distribution has a high position, and is in charge of a quarter of Matzen's property.
Su Cheng held the chopsticks. He had always been very disciplined when eating. Hearing this, he put down his chopsticks and said in a calm voice, "It's up to him to choose."
Hearing Su Cheng's words, Su Tian beside Su Di quickly winked at him, asking him to agree quickly.
Su Di stood up and said respectfully to Ma Cen: "Thank you, madam, I can't do this general manager well, so I don't need to trouble you."
"Don't want to come back?" Ma Cen was really shocked this time. She looked at Su Di, "The year-end assessment is coming soon. If you don't go to the branch, are you sure you can handle it?"
Hearing this assessment, Su Di also frowned slightly. He didn't think for a long time, but within a minute, he rejected Ma Cen again.
Su Di was very determined, but Ma Cen didn't force it. He just nodded and said, "Come back to me when you figure it out."
After eating, the group dispersed.
Su Tian caught up with Su Di and didn't quite understand: "Why didn't you agree to the eldest lady? We have made great progress in the federation this year. The assessment must be more difficult than last year. You have taken the position of general manager of distribution. The assessment is equal to a recommendation." , will not be downgraded.”
"I want to be Miss Meng's assistant." Su Di shook his head, with no regrets on his cold face.
"Just to be her assistant?" Su Tian couldn't believe it.
If she was working as an assistant to Dr. Feng Shen and rejected Ma Cen, then Su Tian could understand that the benefits of just staying with Dr. Feng Shen were beyond what ordinary people could compare to. After all, she was a senior perfumer and a rare person in the capital. A sought-after existence.
But just to be an assistant to an ordinary person, Su Tian couldn't understand this.
Su Di said "hmm".
The two of them walked and arrived outside the gate. Su Tian pursed his lips. When he saw Su Di holding the car key and opening the door, he said: "Our ground network is not developing well, so this year's assessment content is all about Skynet, you only have one month, you have to think clearly."
"Yeah." Su Di responded again, stepped on the accelerator and left.
Behind him, Su Tian looked at Su Di's back and couldn't help but sigh.
But he didn't say anything.
**
At nine o'clock, at the hotel where Meng Fu and others stayed, the program crew filmed the process of them tidying up the room, resting, and talking about illness, and then withdrew the camera crew to let the six guests have a good rest.
Meng Fu's room.
She had just finished taking a shower, changed into home clothes, and came out of the bathroom while wiping her hair.
Outside, Chu Yue and her manager were waiting for her.
Zhao Fan was chatting with her agent.
Now that there was no camera or microphone, Chu Yue spoke casually, "It is indeed better to develop in the Painting Association than in the entertainment industry. Brother Fu, listen to me, the Beijing Painting Association is not just an ordinary art association as you imagined. Their capabilities are beyond your imagination.”
"Yueyue, I see that you are in such good spirits that you are suitable for learning how to make incense." Meng Fu changed the subject.
Chu Yue was caught off guard by her change of topic, "I'm not suitable. When I was a kid, my second eldest son... one of my uncles even tested my talent."
As soon as Chu Yue said this, the agent beside her quickly looked at Chu Yue, "Oh, she didn't have any talent for learning when she was a child."
Meng Fu said "Oh" and her phone lit up. She opened it and replied, looking uninterested: "That's it."
Seeing that Meng Fu didn't ask any more questions, Chu Yue's manager breathed a sigh of relief. Otherwise, it would be difficult for them to answer Meng Fu's question about his talent.
Fortunately, Meng Fu doesn't understand this either.
Chu Yue was too defenseless against her sisters, and she was also unguarded against Wei Jin and the others last time.
Meng Fu wiped his hair and looked at his phone. It was from Yan Langfeng—
Your seal is engraved.
picture
picture
I'll send it to you tomorrow.
Meng Fu clicked on the picture and looked at it. It was the chapter "I want to make money every day". Although the six words were a bit crowded to engrave, the design was very good, and the picture looked personalized and beautiful.
She replied a few words -
Thank you, teacher.
No need to send it, I'll ask Su Di to pick it up tomorrow.
Yan Langfeng only typed one symbol—
Meng Fu knew what Yan Langfeng was wondering about—
I'm recording the show here in Beijing.
On the other end of the phone, Yan Langfeng, who was sitting on the chair in the study room, saw this reply and stood up suddenly. Without replying, he directly sent a voice call to Meng Fu: "You came to the capital, so you didn't even come to the Painting Association to find me. Me? Can I apply for your certification?"
Naturally, the apprentices he accepts must be certified by the Painting Association.
Meng Fu put the towel on his head: "It's mainly because I don't have time. Then after I finish recording the show, I will go find you?"
Yan Langfeng: "...What do you mean by this question?"
Meng Fu followed Shan Ruliu and said again: "Then when I finish recording the show, I will go find you."
"That's pretty much it," Yan Langfeng was satisfied. He nodded: "When you finish recording, you come to the Painting Association to find me, and I will get you a unique certification that even your senior brother does not have. Where do you live now?"
Meng Fu gave the name of the hotel.
"Okay, I'll ask Fang Yi to send the chapter to you first, so that you can draw easily." Fang Yi is Yan Langfeng's assistant who has always been with him, and Meng Fu also knows him.
Meng Fu thought of the painting she made this morning. If there had been a seal at that time, she could have stamped it directly.
Yan Langfeng asked Fang Yi to send it over, but she didn't refuse.
After the two of them finished speaking, they hung up the voice call.
After Meng Fu hung up the phone, he made an appointment with Chu Yue to eat hot pot after recording the show.
Not long after, the doorbell rang outside the hotel door.
Zhao Fan put down the water glass and went to open the door directly.
Who will come over at this time
"Is it Liu Yunhao?" Chu Yue and her agent both looked over and saw Albert parked outside the door.
"Master?" Zhao Fan raised an eyebrow. She was not particularly surprised when she saw it was Albert. She just smiled sideways and said, "Come in quickly."
Seeing that there were so many people in Meng Fu's room, all of them women, Albert paused for a moment, feeling a little tangled and did not go in immediately.
Seeing Albert, Chu Yue was also stunned for a moment. She quickly stood up and looked at Meng Fu: "Brother Fu, the master has something to say to you. You tell him carefully, and I will leave first."
She emphasized the word "good" very hard.
The meaning is obvious, I hope Meng Fu doesn't refuse.
After saying that, he took his manager and left Meng Fu's room.
There were only three people left in the room.
Meng Fu's hair was almost wiped. She put the towel aside and poured Albert a cup of tea. She seemed to be quite used to it: "Sit down."
Zhao Fan was also very enthusiastic, "Master, you don't have to be restrained."
This attitude made Albert start to wonder if he was no longer marketable
Obviously there are so many geniuses in the Painting Association waiting to become their teacher...
"Just, I hope you will think carefully about what I told you this morning," Albert said seriously, "You are very suitable for this profession. Joining our Beijing Painting Association will have more benefits than you think."
Meng Fu was very polite, "Master, I really have a master, and he is also from your painting association."
"Your master is from our Painting Association?" Albert thought about the other four A-level teachers. Those four were similar to him. They were very strict about accepting apprentices. They had not accepted apprentices for several years. Meng Fu's teacher It shouldn't be them.
As long as it's not the other four A-level teachers, it'll be easy.
He smiled: "It's okay. Just tell me who he is and I'll discuss it with him."
Zhao Fan turned to him silently, "Are you serious?"
Albert looked at Zhao Fan's expression and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows: "Of course, is there any problem?"
Just as he finished speaking, the doorbell rang again.
"Is Chu Yue and the others back again?" Zhao Fan stood up and opened the door.
The person outside the door was not Chu Yue, but a middle-aged man.
Zhao Fan recognized this person and was surprised: "Assistant Fang? Why are you here?"
Assistant Fang held a sandalwood square box in his hand and said very respectfully, "Is Miss Meng here? The president asked me to deliver the seal."
"Here, come in quickly." Zhao Fan turned aside to make room for Assistant Fang and let him in.
Fang Yi entered cautiously, not daring to look too much. He just walked to Meng Fu and handed her the brocade box, "Miss Meng."
Meng Fu took it and didn't look at it immediately, but thanked him.
She and Albert were sitting at the small coffee table in the room, facing each other. From the direction of the door, they could only see their profiles. At this time, Fang Yi walked up to Meng Fu and handed the brocade box to Meng Fu. , when he looked up, he happened to see Albert opposite.
There are only five A-level teachers in the Beijing Painting Association.
Especially since Albert is the only foreigner inside.
Other teachers may not know Fang Yi yet, but he does know Albert.
Seeing him sitting opposite Meng Fu, Fang Yi was very surprised: "Teacher Albert, why are you... here?"