Almighty Your Persona Has Collapsed

The director is neither annoyed nor angry.

Not the slightest bit guilty.

Seeing the director's attitude, Xi Nancheng felt a fact that he could hardly believe. He pursed his lips and didn't speak any more. He just lowered his head and took out his mobile phone, opened the browser and searched for the 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. Looking from top to bottom, the Beijing Painting Association was similar to the official website of the Security Bureau. There were no other messy things. The content listed was simple but slightly mysterious.

There is only one line of introduction on the front 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, who was the one he saw in the ancient street this morning, and the following introduction was just a simple sentence——

Albert, A-level teacher of Beijing Painting Association, member of Federation Painting Association.

"Mr. Xi, although you are not from the capital city, you should know a lot about the Painting Association. As for this teacher Albert, you may not be able to invite him even in the capital city. Do you think I can invite him?" Director Shaking his head, "Even if I can invite him, can I still make him take the initiative to accept Meng Fu as an apprentice? You should know more about the status of Master Albert's disciple in the Beijing Painting Association than I do."

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

Can the director team hire an A-level teacher from the Beijing Painting Association?

This is even more difficult than inviting Shengyu's boss.

so……

Albert really took a fancy to Meng Fu, and Meng Fu's painting was really worth a hundred thousand...

Xi Nancheng held his mobile phone and stood there without speaking for a long time.

My mind was buzzing, and I couldn't think of anything else.

How could Meng Fu know Chinese painting?

He had never seen on the Internet that Meng Fu would learn traditional Chinese painting.

I have never heard Meng Fu say that he knows how to paint Chinese...

Xi Nancheng walked outside in a daze, just in time to meet Ye Shuning in the corridor.

Seeing Xi Nancheng's appearance, Ye Shuning was stunned for a moment, "Mr. Xi, what's wrong with you?"

Xi Nancheng seemed to have come to his senses. He glanced at Ye Shuning, but his eyes were not focused. He shook his head without saying a word.

After knowing each other for so long, Xi Nancheng has never had such an attitude towards himself.

Ye Shuning looked at Xi Nancheng's back and couldn't help pursing his lips.

**

at the same time.

Su family.

Su Di hadn't returned to the capital for several months, and this time, while Meng Fu was recording a program in the capital, he also came back to watch Ma Cen.

Ma Cen treats Su Tian and the others very well.

When there are no outsiders, they basically eat at the same table.

"Xiao Cheng, why have you been transferring Sudi out recently?" Ma Cen picked up a chopstick of green vegetables, and they didn't have any specific rules for eating. She rolled her eyelids: "The branch on the Federal Street is short of a general manager. Su Di brought you back, the Feng family happened to be in the capital recently, let her take care of your illness."

After all, he is Su Cheng's confidant. Although all the veins in his body are destroyed, Ma Cen can't do anything to abandon the heroes of the Su family.

The general manager of the federal street distribution is not low, and he is in charge of a quarter of Ma Cen's property.

Su Cheng held the chopsticks. He has always been very disciplined when eating. Hearing this, he put down the 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, telling him to agree quickly.

Su Di got up, and said to Ma Cen respectfully, "Thank you, Ma'am, I can't do well as the general manager, so I don't need to trouble 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 think for a long time, but within a minute, he rejected Ma Cen again.

Su Di was very resolute, Ma Cen didn't force it, just nodded, "Come to me when you figure it out."

After dinner, the group dispersed separately.

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, and the assessment must be more difficult than last year. You took the position of distribution general manager, and the assessment is equivalent to a recommendation , will not be downgraded."

"I'm going to be Miss Meng's assistant." Su Di shook her head, with no sign of regret on her cold face.

"Just to be her assistant?" Su Tian couldn't believe it.

If Ma Cen is rejected as an assistant for Fengshen Doctor, then Su Tian can understand that the benefits of staying with Fengshen Doctor are not comparable to ordinary people. After all, she is a senior perfumer, and she is a rare person in the capital. The existence that is sought after by people.

But just to be an assistant to an ordinary person, Su Tian couldn't figure it out.

Su Di let out a "hmm".

The two were walking, and they had already reached the gate. Su Tian pursed his lips, and saw Su Di opened the car door with the car key, he said: "Our ground network is not well developed, so this year's assessment content is all about Skynet, there is only one month left, you have to figure it out yourself."

"En." Su Di responded again, stepped on the accelerator and left.

Behind him, Su Tian looked at Su Di's back and couldn't help sighing.

But he didn't say anything.

**

At nine o'clock, at the hotel where Meng Fu and the others were staying, the program crew filmed the process of tidying up their rooms, resting and talking about illness, and then withdrew the filming crew to let the six guests rest well.

Meng Fu's room.

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

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

Zhao Fan is chatting with her manager.

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

"Yueyue, I think you are in such a good spirit that you are suitable for learning how to make perfume." Meng Fu changed the subject.

Chu Yue was caught off guard by her changing the subject, "I'm not suitable, right? When I was young, I was the second eldest... One of my uncles even tested my talent."

As soon as Chu Yue said this, the manager beside her quickly looked at Chu Yue, "Oh, she didn't have much talent for learning when she was young."

Meng Fu said "Oh", and her phone turned on, and then turned on the phone, and replied, not very interested: "That's it."

Seeing that Meng Fu didn't ask any further questions, Chu Yue's manager was relieved, otherwise they would really have a hard time answering Meng Fu's question about talent.

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

Chu Yue was too defenseless towards her sisters, and she was also against Wei Jin last time.

Meng Fu brushed his hair while looking at his phone, it was sent by Yan Langfeng——

【Your chapter is ready. 】

【picture】

【picture】

[I'll send it to you tomorrow. 】

Meng Fu clicked on the picture and looked. It was the chapter "I want to make money every day". Although the engraving of six characters was a bit cramped, the design was very good, and the picture looked individual and beautiful.

She replied with two sentences——

【Thank you, teacher. 】

[No need to send it, I will ask Su Di to pick it up tomorrow. 】

Yan Langfeng only tapped one symbol——

[? 】

Meng Fu knew what Yan Langfeng was wondering about——

[I'm recording a show here in the capital. 】

On the other end of the phone, Yan Langfeng, who was sitting on a chair in the study, saw this reply, stood up suddenly, did not reply, and directly sent a voice call to Meng Fu: "You are coming to the capital, so you don't come to the Painting Association to look for it." Me? By the way, handle your certification?"

The apprentices he accepts naturally have 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, so when I finish recording the show, I'll go find you?"

Yan Langfeng: "...What do you mean by this question?"

Meng Fu followed the good advice and said again: "Then I'll go find you after I finish recording the show."

"It's about the same," Yan Langfeng nodded in satisfaction, "When you're done recording, come to the Art Association to find me, and I'll give you a unique certification, which your senior brother doesn't have. Where do you live now?"

Meng Fu reported the name of the hotel.

"Okay, I'll ask Fang Yi to drop by and send you the chapter first, so that you can draw." Fang Yi is Yan Langfeng's assistant who is always with him, and Meng Fu also knows him.

Meng Fu remembered the painting this morning, if there was a chapter 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 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, outside the hotel, the doorbell rang.

Zhao Fan put down the water glass and went straight to the door.

Who will come at this time?

"Is it Liu Yunhao?" Chu Yue and her manager both looked over and saw Albert standing outside the door.

"Master?" Zhao Fan raised her eyebrows, and she was not particularly surprised when she saw that it was Albert, she just smiled sideways, "Come in quickly."

Seeing that there were so many people in Meng Fu's room, and they were all women, Albert paused for a moment, a little bit tangled, and didn't go in right away.

Seeing Albert, Chu Yue also froze for a moment. She quickly stood up and looked at Meng Fu: "Brother Fu, Master has something to say to you, please tell him well, and I will leave first."

She bit the word "good" very hard.

The meaning is obvious, I hope Meng Fu doesn't refuse.

After speaking, he left Meng Fu's room with his manager.

There were only three people left in the room.

Meng Fu's hair was almost wiped. She put the towel aside and poured a cup of tea for Albert, as if she was quite used to it: "Sit down."

Zhao Fan was also very enthusiastic, "Master, you don't have to restrain yourself."

With this attitude, Albert couldn't help but wonder if he was no longer selling well?

Obviously there are so many geniuses in the painting association waiting to worship him as a teacher...

"That's right, I hope you will think about what I told you this morning," Albert said seriously, "You are very suitable for this line of work. Joining our Beijing Painting Association will bring you far more benefits than you can imagine."

Meng Fu was very polite, "Master, I really have a master, and he is also a member of your painting association."

"Your master belongs to our painting association?" Albert thought about the other four A-level teachers. Those four were similar to him. They were very strict about recruiting apprentices. They hadn't confiscated apprentices for several years. Meng Fu's teacher It should not be them.

As long as it is not the other four A-level teachers, it will be easy to handle.

He smiled: "It's okay, you 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 raising his eyebrows: "Of course, is there any problem?"

He had just finished speaking when the doorbell rang again.

"Chu Yue and the others are back?" Zhao Fan stood up and went to open the door.

It wasn't Chu Yue outside the door, but a middle-aged man.

Zhao Fan recognized this person and was surprised: "Assistant Fang? Why are you here?"

Assistant Fang held a square sandalwood box in his hand and said respectfully, "Is Miss Meng there? The president asked me to deliver the seal."

"Yes, come in quickly." Zhao Fan turned sideways to make room for Assistant Fang and let him in.

Fang Yi went in cautiously, not daring to look too much, so he walked up to Meng Fu and handed the brocade box to her, "Miss Meng."

Meng Fu took it and thanked him instead of looking at it immediately.

She and Albert were sitting at the small tea table in the room, facing each other, and they could only see their profiles from the direction of the door. Fang Yi walked up to Meng Fu at this time, and handed the brocade box to Meng Fu , when I looked up, I happened to see Albert opposite.

There are only five A-level teachers in the Beijing Painting Association.

Especially since Albert was the only foreigner inside.

Fang Yi may not know other teachers, but he does know Albert.

Seeing him sitting opposite Meng Fu, Fang Yi was very surprised: "Mr. Albert, why are you here?"