Xu Anyuan smiled, "That's right."
This Yuncheng Art Exhibition is organized by Boss Qiu.
World famous personalities were invited.
There was the last and most central booth left. After other interested oil painters knew that Murong was going to participate in July, basically no one dared to come.
After all, it was too difficult to win this booth from the gifted girl Murong Qiyue.
Those veteran oil painters dare not come. Wouldn't it be embarrassing if they lost to a young man
That's why Murong Qiyue had such a sentence.
Neither Xu Anyuan nor Evelyn felt that there was anything wrong with Murong Qiyue's words.
Holding the document, Evelyn saw Ye Shaohua casually carrying a wrapped oil painting. She looked at Ye Shaohua sympathetically with her aloof eyes in the past.
Although it seems that Ye Shaohua is luckier than she and Murong Qiyue, marrying Xu Anyuan, but in fact... Ye Shaohua is the most unfortunate and pitiful one.
She is Xu Anyuan's special assistant, she is very capable, Xu Anyuan will never touch her, after all, losing her would not be a good thing for Xu.
Not to mention Murong Qiyue, Xu Anyuan was protecting her as if she was protecting something.
Only Ye Shaohua, it's okay to be exempted from the house, but now I heard that even the Wei family can't go back, and even resigned.
Thinking of this, Evelyn looked at Ye Shaohua more and more pitifully.
She glanced at Ye Shaohua several times before leaving with a file.
Ye Shaohua looked at the unpredictable eyes of this special assistant inexplicably, but she didn't care, and just handed the file bag to the organizer's assistant.
Seeing this scene, Xu Anyuan frowned, "Is she crazy? Her mother said that she studied oil painting in high school, but she studied finance in college. How dare she contribute to the art exhibition? Is she not clear?"
Murong Qiyue didn't pay too much attention to this little person she could crush to death with one hand, she just casually said, "Maybe because I know I'm an oil painting student, I resigned on purpose and want to give it a shot, but this oil painting won't be successful overnight of."
The two mocked each sentence.
The door of the office is now open.
Only then did Murong Qiyue stand up from the sofa reservedly.
A smile was already on his face.
"Mr. Liu, I will send the painting over tomorrow." She said lightly.
Mr. Liu followed Ye Shaohua out, his eyes were still a little dazed, and he realized Murong Qiyue's voice, "Wait, Miss Murong, what did you say?"
Murong Qiyue raised her chin, a little arrogantly, and didn't say it a second time.
On the other hand, Xu Anyuan frowned and glanced at Ye Shaohua, with some impatience in his brows, and then said to Mr. Liu, "Mr. Liu, what July means is to send over the painting for the art exhibition tomorrow."
Hearing Xu Anyuan's words, Mr. Liu reflected.
He froze for a moment, and then immediately said, "I'm sorry, Ms. Murong, I made you wait for nothing. For our art exhibition this time, we chose Ms. Ye's Paradise."
Murong Qiyue had already put on her sunglasses, and when she heard Mr. Liu's voice, she couldn't help but take off her sunglasses.
I couldn't believe it, "What did you say? You don't use my oil painting? Who else can you use?!"
Xu Anyuan also felt that there was something wrong with Mr. Liu's sudden agreement to Ye Shaohua. He frowned, "Mr. Liu, what did you do in the office just now? Aren't you afraid that Boss Qiu will find out?"
Hearing what the two said, Mr. Liu frowned, and he turned sideways, "Two, come in and look at Ms. Ye's paintings before we talk about this."
Ye Shaohua studied oil painting in the previous world.
What's more, the system has attached attributes.
Her oil paintings may not be as skilled as the peak masters, but she has a spirituality that many people do not have, plus her experience of dozens of worlds, in terms of vision alone, even Murong Qiyue in this world can't compare to her.
Murong Qiyue was reborn into this world and has always been proud of her identity.
Especially the supernatural beings in this world are too weak.
As long as she is given enough time to recover her golden core, she will despise all the supernatural beings in this world.
As for the oil painting, she also came from it, but as a spiritual cultivator, her paintings have a fairy spirit that ordinary people don't have at all, and they seem to be several times more agile than ordinary paintings.
If other people are naturally inferior to her.
But... what she met was Ye Shaohua, who was even more talented and spiritual than her.
Seeing Ye Shaohua, even Xu Anyuan, who doesn't know oil painting, felt that Ye Shaohua's oil painting shocked him even more.
Yes, it is shocking.
It was a staircase stained with bright red blood, which led to the light step by step.
And on the stairs, there is a girl who is walking on the tip of a knife, and the stairs are stained red by the blood she shed.
Xu Anyuan didn't know that in his early days, he knew how to paint? Thinking of this, a strange feeling surged in his heart.
Before he could think about it, Murong Qiyue's mobile phone remembered that it was a special communicator for the Dragon Group.
"No. 1 escaped from prison," Murong Qiyue's face became serious, "Anyuan, I might have to go first."
Xu Anyuan came to his senses, looked at the communicator in Murong Qiyue's hands, and knew the seriousness of the matter, and immediately forgot about Ye Shaohua.
When going downstairs, I happened to bump into Wei Zhengxuan who was driving a car.
"Why did Wei Zhengxuan get so close to her?" Seeing Ye Shaohua get into Wei Zhengxuan's car, Xu Anyuan couldn't help but frowned.
Thinking of the oil painting just now, he couldn't help but glance at Ye Shaohua, and warned, "Ye Shaohua, you are an ordinary person, I advise you not to touch this circle."