Not allowed to enter?

Meng Fu was still thinking about Mr. Jiang's words, and he casually knocked on his phone with his fingertips, and was not surprised by this WeChat.

【Let me put you there, I'll come here to get it later.】

"Old man, since you are fine, I will take Eryu away first," Mrs. Tong took her handkerchief and politely said goodbye to Mr. Jiang. Speaking of this, she paused for a moment and turned to Tong Eryu, "Eyu, you and Miss Meng are also the same age as you are. Young people have nothing to do to communicate more."

Tong Eryu looked at Meng Fu. The other party was wearing a beige top and sat on the bench sideways, with long legs bent aggrievedly. At this angle, she could only see her thin chin, her lips were pursed, and her hands were loosely overlapping, looking cold and inaccessible.

Tong Eryu had only met Meng Fu twice in person. He knew that she was in the entertainment industry again. When he heard Mrs. Tong's words, he paused and nodded slightly: "I know."

The group did not speak much, and all left Mr. Jiang's ward.

Recently, the Yu family, the Tong family is extremely concerned about Jiang Xinran. After the door is closed, Mrs. Tong looked at Yu Yong, "Do you think the president of the Painting Association is really back?"

Mrs. Tong knew that the president of the Painting Association was from the Beijing Association and almost never returned to T City if she had nothing to do.

No one knows the status of the Beijing Painting Association better than Mrs. Tong, so Yu Yong and others wanted to go to the Painting Association, so she did not stay. Instead, she went with the flow and left with Jiang Xinran and others.

"It's strange," Yu Yong pressed the elevator and explained: "I have been back frequently these days and I am very concerned about this youth competition."

Speaking of this, Yu Yong turned to Jiang Xinran, "But according to internal rumors, you entered the top ten youth competitions. This year, our branch association will be very likely to join the Beijing General Association, and the president will be very likely to meet you."

With so many apprentices in Yu Yong, only Jiang Xinran entered the top ten of the youth competition. In this case, if you can get the president's guidance, it will not be difficult to rematch. It is very likely that someone who can enter the Beijing Painting Association will be born.

Yu Yong also joined the Beijing Painting Association, but because he was T City, he was finally assigned to the vice president of the T City Painting Association.

Over the years, he has used many methods to recruit outstanding disciples, and has never produced a disciple from the Beijing Painting Association. So the Yu family has been standing still and no one can take him in the Painting Association.

Now that the Yu family has finally produced a person who should join the Beijing Painting Association and can take over the Yu family's fortune, the Yu family's status in the painting world will definitely be determined.

When Yu Yong thought of this, his heart was surging. He looked at Jiang Xinran and felt proud. This was trained by the top leader of their Yu family.

**

The only people in the ward were Meng Fu, Su Di and Assistant Jiang.

"Assistant Jiang, why are you here with my grandfather?" Meng Fu looked at Jiang Yu after returning to the president's WeChat.

"Mr. and the young master are not available, so let me come and see the old man's recent situation." Jiang Yu explained to Meng Fu.

In the past, Mr. Jiang was doing this job, but in recent times, Mr. Jiang has not called Mr. Jiang anymore. Generally, Jiang Yu is responsible for all kinds of chores.

However, Jiang Yu did not report this kind of thing to Meng Fu.

After listening to it, Meng Fu did not continue to ask.

As soon as he looked up, Mr. Jiang was still looking at her. He always spoke slowly, and he was not very angry. "That banquet matter..."

"You can do it." Meng Fu thought about it, but still refused.

Hearing Meng Fu say this, Mr. Jiang's eyes lit up. He sat up and spoke with a little righteousness. "Okay, I want to plan this with your dad!"

Meng Fu sat there, raised his eyebrows and looked at him: "Oh."

"How many people have to invite, and how many relatives are there with your adoptive mother?" Mr. Jiang counted several families and added Yang Hua and others. "Your entertainment circle friends, Teacher Li, Che Shao, Chu Yue, these people are all going to invite them."

Mr. Jiang was very excited and counted many people.

I was still thinking in my heart that I would find a few people to support Meng Fu's scene.

He calmed down after three minutes of talking, remembering something, "Is there anything you have to ask me today?"

Meng Fu looked down at his phone, and heard that he had finally finished counting, and then said, "My monthly exam results have come out."

"Monthly exam results?" Hearing this, Old Man Jiang was also scolded. He looked at Meng Fu. Meng Fu's face was still cold and didn't look very happy. Old Man Jiang asked carefully: "How many?"

Speaking of this, Mr. Jiang opened his mouth again and said comforting words, "It doesn't matter how much you take the exam. The Rocket Class is not easy to pass, you can get into the fire..."

Meng Fu pressed her temples, and if she didn't say why she thought the old man talked too much, she would politely reply: "750."

"Fire..." Mr. Jiang turned the word "Fire" in his mouth for a long time, and then recalled it, "How many...?"

Meng Fu looked at Mr. Jiang indescribable.

Su Di, who was beside her, replied for Meng Fu: "Miss Meng 750, the first thing is that Teacher Zhou called and said it himself."

Mr. Jiang is also from T City, so he naturally knows what kind of existence No. 1 Middle School is, not to mention that Jiang Xinran is also a top student in No. 1 Middle School. Every time he takes the monthly exam, Jiang Xinran, Jiang Xinchen will report his grades to Mr. Jiang.

Mr. Jiang has a good memory, so he naturally remembers that Jiang Xinran’s score is about 600 every time, while Jiang Xinchen only has 600.

The first-time exam has always been difficult, and more than 600 is already a very high score.

750…

Mr. Jiang lifted the quilt, turned around Meng Fu several times, muttering: "750? Is it because our Jiang family is going to produce a female top scholar..."

When he said this, he was filled with excitement.

Not to mention that the Jiang family is a merchant family, even the Yu family, who is a scholarly family, has not produced a top scholar for so many years.

"Stop..." Mr. Jiang muttered, Meng Fu couldn't help but raise his hand, "Grandpa, you have a good rest. I have something to do, so let's leave first."

Seeing that Mr. Jiang was fine and didn't vomit blood tonight, Meng Fu quickly stood up and left.

It's noisy.

She closed the door, and in the ward, Mr. Jiang was still standing there, looking at Jiang Yu excitedly, "Did you hear that? Fu'er 750, the first one."

As he said that, he took out his cell phone and went to call Jiang Quan to tell him the good news.

**

On this side, Meng Fu asked Su Di to drive the car to the Painting Association, and she went to find President Yan to get things.

It is difficult to park here, so Su Di sat in the car and waited for Meng Fu to come out.

President Yan’s office on the ninth floor.

When he arrived at President Yan's office, the other party was standing in front of a picture.

"Come?" Seeing Meng Fu, President Yan turned around and looked at her with a smile, "Look at this painting, is it a copy or a genuine one?"

Meng Fu raised his head and looked at the painting. This was a fine painting of pine and cranes. The painting was so cool, grand and yet elegant. The paper turned yellow and looked a bit old. Meng Fu looked at it and concluded: "Imitation."

President Yan paused, and he raised his head in surprise, "Are you so sure?"

"Yes." Meng Fu nodded.

Seeing Meng Fu so affirmed, President Yan was surprised. He asked Meng Fu to sit first, "This painting is indeed fake, but it is imitated very realistically. Someone sent it to the General Association for a month before it was identified. The quality of this picture is not the authentic one. How did you know?"

Because she has seen the original works.

Meng Fu thought to himself, without blinking, "If it were true, you wouldn't just hang it in the study."

The explanation makes sense. If this painting is really priceless, it should be included in the museum now, but it should not appear here.

But President Yan still felt that something was wrong and that he could not guess where it was.

I had to talk about the serious matter, "This is what your senior brother sent you."

President Yan handed Meng Fu two brocade boxes, both of which were the size of a palm.

Meng Fu took it, but didn't open it to look.

"The list of preliminary rounds is out, you are second," President Yan learned the internal news earlier than others, "I have submitted your information, and you will submit the work of the rematch within a month."

Meng Fu nodded, "Okay."

Outside, President Yan's assistant knocked on the door and his voice was very low, "President, Vice President Yu wants to see you."

The only vice president Yu in the Painting Association is Yu Yong.

President Yan still knew Meng Fu from Yu Yong. When he heard this, he said directly: "Let him come up."

After saying that, President Yan turned to Meng Fu and remembered this incident, "Yu Yong is your uncle, right?"

When Yu Yong sent the painting, he seemed to be talking about Meng Fu as his niece.

Meng Fu was very direct, and his voice was unprecedentedly quiet: "No."

no?

President Yan was surprised. He still remembered Yu Yong's words, but Meng Fu said so, and he didn't ask much.

"Teacher, you still want to see the guests, I'll leave first." Meng Fu got up and said goodbye to President Yan.

President Yan has known Meng Fu for a while and has never seen Meng Fu be so cold to anyone. Everyone has some secrets. When he heard Meng Fu say this, he goes with the flow, "Go back, you can't miss every day."

"I understand." Meng Fu took two brocade boxes out.

She put on her mask and hat, stood beside the elevator, and after the elevator came up, she went straight in.

The elevator door slowly closed.

At the same time, the elevator opposite also sounded "ding", and the elevator door slowly opened, and it was Yu Yong and Jiang Xinran who stood in the elevator.

President Yan's secretary brought the two into President Yan's office.

Downstairs, Mrs. Tong and her group were waiting in the lounge for Jiang Xinran and Yu Yong and the others.

Of course, President Yan was not what they could see whenever they wanted.

Mrs. Tong was talking to Yu Zhenling, and noticed that Tong Eryu was always looking outside the door. Mrs. Tong couldn't help but smile: "Eyu, what are you looking at?"
To be continued...