"It's hard to meet the president once, so I can't miss it."
Today Saturday is not an exhibition day, so there are not many people in the association.
If this is a time when there are many people, everyone knows that the President of the World Association and Master L will definitely be crazy.
Mo Luan looked at the artist next to him, and said with a smile: "Mr. De Liga looks in a good mood, and he has satisfactory works? Or is he recruiting talented students?"
"Hahaha."
Deliga smiled, "The president is half right."
Several people walked up the steps while talking.
"President." The chief said, "The person recommended by Patriarch Eldi is very young, only twenty-five years old. She brought pictures of her own works, and I saw some of them."
"How is it?" Mo Luan touched a bag of spicy strips from his pocket and opened it.
The principal hesitated for a while and said: "Or the president will go and see in person..."
Mo Luan laughed and chewed on a spicy stick.
The elevator came, and several people walked in.
Upstairs is the living room.
Zuo Qingxuan sits on the sofa, and she can maintain a calm attitude in any situation.
But now, she was a little nervous.
The phone screen is on, and above is the chat history between her and An Jinze.
The last sentence is the word "come on" from An Jinze.
Zuo Qingxuan and An Jinze came together, and he was waiting for her in a hotel not far from the World Association.
Zuo Qingxuan took a deep breath. She was wearing a decent woolen suit and the makeup on her face was elegant and delicate.
It looks gentle and quiet, and has an artist's temperament.
The glass door was pushed open from the outside, Zuo Qingxuan's heart tightened, and quickly looked over.
Entering is the staff who poured her coffee before.
"Miss Zuo, would you like another cup of coffee for you."
"No thanks."
The staff nodded and left.
Zuo Qingxuan put the mobile phone in her pocket, she wanted to ask the staff whether the president was almost there.
When the words were spoken, she held back.
The other party is the president of the World Association, so he should be late.
She shouldn't be in a hurry, anyway, she has been waiting for almost an hour, and it's okay to wait a little longer.
In fact, she was willing to wait as long as she could see the president.
Zuo Qingxuan's heart was both excited and nervous at this time.
She knew that her woodcarving skills could not be compared with the masters of the World Association.
But she has the confidence to convince the president of her potential.
She is only in her twenties, still very young, and there are endless possibilities in the future.
Just then, the phone rang.
She took it out and saw that it was Gao Yafei.
Zuo Qingxuan tapped the screen to connect, as before, she had already spoken before she could speak.
"Qingxuan, I got into trouble, I got into trouble."
Zuo Qingxuan frowned. She thought Gao Yafei called to ask her about meeting the chairman, but she didn't expect...
"What's the trouble?"
Gao Yafei said, "I fainted Owen."
Her voice trembled, "His face is all blue. I'm so scared if you say he will be okay."
"Have you called an ambulance?"
"He was in the ward. I ran away. I was so scared. What should I do?"
Gao Yafei squatted and cried by the river.
Zuo Qingxuan was speechless.
She exhorted her to talk to Irving well.
As a result, the popularity was dizzy.
People who don't have the brain to this level are also talents.
Taking a deep breath, she said softly: "Don't be afraid, go back and see how he is doing, and apologize to him."
"Apologize, why do I apologize!"
Gao Yafei raised her tone, "It's obviously his fault, their fault, and it's obvious that I am the victim. Why do you all have to teach me."