The director is not annoyed or angry.

There was no guilt at all.

Looking at the director's attitude, a fact that he could hardly believe appeared in Xi Nancheng's heart. He pursed his lips, didn't say anything, but lowered his head and took out his phone, opened his browser and searched for the Beijing Painting Association.

There is basically no online news about the Beijing Painting Association.

The first column found in Xinan City is the official website of the Beijing Painting Association.

He clicked directly in and looked down from above. The Beijing Painting Association was similar to the official website of the Security Bureau. There was no other messy things. The content listed was simple and there was a little mystery.

There is only one line of introduction on the homepage, and down there are five leading masters of the Beijing Painting Association.

Every two seconds, Xinancheng saw the particularly conspicuous foreigner in the middle, the one I saw in the ancient street in the morning. The introduction below is just a very simple sentence—

Albert, a 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 a lot about the Painting Association. This teacher Albert may not be able to invite even Beijing University. Do you think I can invite him?" The director shook his head, "Even if I can invite him, can he still make him take the initiative to accept Meng Fu as his disciple? You should know more than me what is Master Albert's disciple's identity in the Beijing Painting Association."

In fact, there is no need for the director's explanation later. After seeing the introduction of the homepage of the Art Association, Xi Nancheng knew that this matter was definitely not arranged by the director team.

Can the director team ask for a level A-level teacher from the Beijing Painting Association?

This is even more difficult than the boss who invited Shengyu.

so……

Albert really liked Meng Fu, and that painting was really worth 100,000...

Xi Nancheng held his cell phone and stood there for a long time without saying anything.

My mind was buzzing, and I could no longer think of anything else.

How could Meng Fu paint Chinese paintings?

He never saw Meng Fu's Chinese paintings on the Internet.

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 looked at Ye Shuning, but there was no focal length in his eyes. He shook his head and didn't say a word.

After knowing each other for so long, Xi Nancheng has never had this 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 is recording a program in the capital, he also takes the opportunity to come back to see Ma Cen.

Ma Cen is very good to Su Tian and others.

When there are no outsiders, they are basically eating together.

"Xiao Cheng, what have you been transferring Su Di to the outside recently?" Ma Cen picked up chopsticks of vegetables. There was no specific rule for them to eat. She lifted her eyelids: "The branch of Federal Street lacks a general manager. You bring Su Di back. The Feng family is in the capital recently, looking for an opportunity to let her see your illness."

After all, it was Su Cheng's confidant. Although all the muscles and veins on his body were destroyed, Ma Cen could not do anything to abandon the heroes of the Su family.

The general manager of Federal Street distribution is not low, and he is in charge of one-quarter of Macen's property.

Su Cheng held the chopsticks, and he always had a good meal. Hearing this, he put down the chopsticks, his voice was neither anxious nor slow, "See his own choice."

Hearing Su Cheng's words, Su Tian, ​​beside Su Di, quickly winked at him and asked 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 have to bother you."

"Don't want to come back?" Ma Cen was really a little surprised 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 frowned slightly. He didn't ponder for a long time, and in just one minute, he rejected Ma Cen again.

Su Di was very determined, Ma Cen didn't force himself, but nodded, "Let's come to me when you figure it out."

After dinner, the group dispersed.

Su Tian caught up with Su Di and didn't understand: "Why don't you agree to the eldest lady? This year we have made great progress in the federal government. The assessment will definitely be more difficult than last year. You have taken the position of General Manager of Distribution. The assessment is equivalent to being recommended and will not be demoted."

"I want to be an assistant to Miss Meng." Su Di shook his head, and there was no sign of regret on his cold and hard face.

"Just to be her assistant?" Su Tian was incredible.

If she was an assistant to Doctor Feng and rejected Ma Cen, Su Tian could understand that the benefits of staying with Doctor Feng alone were not comparable to ordinary people. After all, she is a senior perfumer and is a rare and popular existence in the capital.

But Su Tian couldn't understand this just to be an ordinary person's assistant.

Su Di said "hmm".

The two of them walked and had already arrived outside the gate. Su Tian pursed his lips. Seeing Su Di open the car door with the car key, he said: "Our local network is not developing well, so this year's assessment content is all about Skynet. It's only one month, you have to think it through yourself."

"Yeah." Su Di responded again and stepped on the accelerator to leave.

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, Meng Fu and his friends stayed in a hotel. After the program team took pictures of their room tidying up and resting, they removed the photography team and let the six guests have a good rest.

Meng Fu's room.

She had just finished taking a shower and changed into home clothes and came out of the bathroom while wiping her hair.

Outside, Chu Yue and her agent were waiting for her.

Zhao Fan was chatting with her agent.

Now that there is no camera or Mai, Chu Yue speaks casually, "It is indeed better to develop in the Painting Association than the entertainment industry. Brother Fu, listen to me, the Beijing Painting Association is not just an ordinary art association as you imagine. Their abilities are beyond your imagination."

"Yueyue, I see you are so in good spirits, you are suitable for learning to incense." Meng Fu changed the topic.

Chu Yue was caught off guard by her topic, "I'm not suitable, I was a second child when I was a child... One of my uncles even tested me for talent."

As soon as Chu Yue said this, the agent beside her hurriedly looked at Chu Yue, "Oh, she didn't have much talent to learn when she was a child."

Meng Fu said "Oh", and her cell phone lit up, then turned on the phone while replying, looking uninterested: "That's it."

Seeing that Meng Fu didn't ask much, Chu Yue's agent breathed a sigh of relief, otherwise Meng Fu would have asked him what talent he had, and they would have really not be able to answer.

Fortunately, Meng Fu doesn't understand these things either.

Chu Yue was too unpretentious to these sisters, and the last time she was also against Wei Jin and the others.

Meng Fu wiped his hair and looked at his phone. It was sent by 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 are a bit squeezed, the design is very good, and the picture looks unique and beautiful.

She replied a few words—

【Thank you, teacher.】

[No need to send it, I will ask Su Di to get it tomorrow.]

Yan Langfeng only knocked on one symbol—

【?】

Meng Fu knew what Yan Langfeng was wondering—

[I am recording a program here in Beijing.]

On the other end of the phone, Yan Langfeng, who was sitting on the chair in the study, saw this reply, stood up "Teng" and did not reply, and directly sent Meng Fu to a voice call: "I'm coming to Beijing, then you won't come to the Painting Association to find me? By the way, you can apply for your certification?"

The apprentices he accepted naturally need to be certified by the Painting Association.

Meng Fu pressed the towel on his head: "The main reason is that I don't have time. Then when I finish recording the program, I will go to find you?"

Yan Langfeng: "...What does this question mean?"

Meng Fu followed the good deeds and said again: "Then I will go to find you after I finish recording the program."

"This is almost the same," Yan Langfeng was satisfied. He nodded: "When you finish recording, you come to the Drawing Association to find me. I will get you a unique certification, and your senior brother doesn't have it. Where are you living now?"

Meng Fu reported the name of the hotel.

"Okay, I'll ask Fang Yi to send the chapter to you first to facilitate your painting." Fang Yi was the assistant Yan Langfeng has always been with him, and Meng Fu also knew him.

Meng Fu remembered the painting this morning. If there were any seals at that time, she would have been able to directly stamp it.

Yan Langfeng said that he would ask Fang Yi to send him here, but she did not refuse.
To be continued...