True Daughter, She is the Almighty Boss

Below Weibo, there is naturally a picture.

It was the Shifang Realm that Ying Zijin brought to the conference room earlier.

The reason why Shifangjie can become a masterpiece in the sculpture world is that it is difficult to forge.

Not to mention whether it is possible to imitate the rough ice jadeite, if there is, then there are really few people who can carve eighty-eight Buddhas in eighty different shapes on the jade of the semi-human highland.

As a result, there is no imitation of the Shifangjie in the carving market.

This is why the CEO of DK Group at that time was so rude when he saw Shifangjie.

Because no one can imagine that someone can re-carve a new ten-direction realm in just four days, or even more wonderful.

Don't talk about outsiders, if Mr. Zhong hadn't given this Weibo copy to the middle-aged shareholder, he really wouldn't know that Shifangjie hadn't come back, but it was newly carved.

"Uncle Zhong, can't you?" After the middle-aged shareholder posted on Weibo, he came back dumbfounded, "Isn't that our Shifangjie?"

"Of course not." Mr. Zhong was very proud and waved his hand, "I said, this was carved by my granddaughter."

Oh, I heard that the kid from the Fu family also helped.

No matter, he can't see or hear.

When did Mr. Fu return the snacks that Mr. Fu stole from him, he would look at this kid again.

The middle-aged shareholder wiped his sweat and asked in a trembling voice, "Aren't you joking?"

"What's so funny." Mr. Zhong was unhappy. "I haven't boasted so much yet. I'm not afraid to tell you. As far as IBI is concerned, my granddaughter knows people."

Well, he doesn't know either.

But this did not prevent him from blowing a wave first.

Who would be stingy about praising their own children?

The middle-aged shareholder actually wanted to say that Mr. Zhong was joking.

IBI is an international organization, and even the children of the rich and powerful in the imperial capital can't get in touch. How could they be in Shanghai?

But when it came to his mouth, he was still a little hesitant.

It is true that IBI has been fighting international crimes, but it has not personally registered a Weibo account and posted a Weibo account.

There are countless things happening in the world every day, most of which are monitored and managed by IBI, and the manpower is very urgent.

Even if the loss of Shifangjie is a transnational theft, it is very important.

But even bigger things have happened. After all, this theft did not involve human life. Why did IBI still post on Weibo?

It is unbelievable for middle-aged shareholders to say that IBI keeps pace with the times.

Maybe... it really has something to do with the little girl?

Under Mr. Zhong's constant showing off, the middle-aged shareholders believed a little bit.

But netizens who haven't experienced the theft saw this Weibo, every letter.

[Fake it, just her? Oh, I remember that she seemed to have written something to win an award, the school art festival? Engravable? ? ? I'm sorry, but I'll smile first. 】

[I'll take it, can the Zhong Group be able to point out the things that people in the world look at, knowing that you have to protect your own family, but you don't put gold and jade on your face like this. 】

[With all due respect, carving is fundamentally different from writing large-character flower Chinese painting, okay, even if your cousin really knows how to carve, can she finish carving in four days? 】

【Is there any evidence? Just a picture, who knows if it is your previous stock. 】

[I whispered a word, not to mention other things, this young lady is very courageous, and there are other Zhong clan insiders who also said it? Did she succeed in making the DK Group raise a bet? 】

[Yes, I love this alone, those who only type on the keyboard and hide behind the phone to mock, what are you doing when you are seventeen? Do you still need your mother to change your clothes? 】

[If you don't have the skills, don't piss off other people's sisters. It's up to you to sign an agreement with a big company. You are already scared to incontinence before you arrive at the scene, right? 】

[We can help my sister to see if anyone has abused her with malicious words, and then you can receive a lawyer's letter, please don't thank me. 】

The mocking netizens shut up one by one.

The middle-aged shareholder frowned and looked at the comment: "Uncle Zhong, do we have evidence that Shifangjie was carved by Miss Biao?"

"What evidence do you want?" Mr. Zhong was very unhappy. "This is what my granddaughter carved. Could it be possible to conjure up a second ten-square world out of thin air?"

The middle-aged shareholder sighed: "Uncle Zhong, the problem is that people on the Internet don't believe it."

"Don't believe me?" Mr. Zhong also took out his mobile phone and said with high fighting spirit, "I'll go to the line with them."

He hasn't opened Weibo yet, and a phone call comes in first.

"Grandpa."

"Hey." Mr. Zhong coughed a few times, "Zijin, have you returned to your father's house?"

"Stop posting on Weibo." Ying Zijin pressed his head and said euphemistically, "please let me take care of you."

Mr. Zhong: "..."

No, who cares?

He is in his 70s, and he hasn't thought about retirement, but the more he works, the more energetic he is.

As a result, his granddaughter is about to retire? !

"Grandpa, I know you have good intentions." Ying Zijin lowered her eyes and smiled, "I'm watching."

Mr. Zhong suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

In fact, he didn't do anything, just let the company send a Weibo.

Sometimes, people are in the dark for too long, and a little warmth should be hugged tightly.

Mr. Zhong frowned: "On the Internet—"

"It's okay." Ying Zijin said lightly, "I don't watch it."

Don't take the initiative to come to her to hinder her retirement.

After hanging up the phone, Mr. Zhong thought for a while, turned his head, and asked the middle-aged shareholder, "What do you think of my granddaughter?"

"Very good." The middle-aged shareholder became serious, "Put aside your own filters, Miss Biao is very suitable to be a manager."

She said that if the gambling agreement was signed, the Zhong Group would win.

It can also bring huge benefits to the Zhong Group. I have never seen such a good businessman.

Mr. Zhong nodded, and the decision became clearer.

**

Maserati.

Ying Zijin looked blankly at Berg who sent her Wechat frantically. It took a lot of patience to keep him from being blocked.

【Master Ying, is that you? 】

[I knew it must be you! Master Ying, even if you don't want to accept me as a disciple, I must call you a teacher! Your wife is amazing. Is there any art you can't do? 】

[Master Ying, when will we meet again? Because of you, I still stayed in Hucheng and didn't leave, woo woo woo, please, teach me how you drew so much like Chino Feng. 】

Ying Zijin clicked the three dots on the top right of the chat box to enable Do Not Disturb Messages.

very good.

The world is suddenly clean.

Fu Yun turned his head sideways: "The oil painting master who wants you to go to the Royal Academy of Arts in Continent O?"

"Yes." Ying Zijin was silent for a while, "You said, are the people who paint oil paintings all talkative?"

Chino Feng is, Berg Bryan is.

Could it be possible, what is the tradition of this O continent oil painting industry?

Ying Zijin was thoughtful.

"Well." Fu Yunshen leaned on the driver's seat with a lazy expression, "I said no."

Ying Zijin turned her eyes and raised her eyebrows.

Fu Yunshen raised her peach eyes, and said in a low hoarse voice with a smile, "Our little friend could kill her if she said a few more words."

Therefore, the oil painting master in front of him is very unusual.

"..."

"So my brother is quite happy." Fu Yunshen raised his hand and rubbed the girl's hair casually, "It's rare that Yaoyao is in front of me, and there are so many things to say."

Depressed people are most afraid of what they are most afraid of, which is to completely close themselves off and no longer contact the outside world.

As a result, the disease will be more serious.

Fortunately not now.

Ying Zijin glanced at him, and when he was about to say something, the phone rang.

It was Sheng Qingtang who called.

"Little genius doctor!" His voice was very excited. "I knew that you still have a lot of unusual things! I didn't expect that you could even sculpt."

He has studied carving and understands the extraordinary world of the ten directions better than the layman.

The realm of the ten directions is not only a masterpiece of sculpture, but also contains the Dharma in it.

If you haven't read the Buddhist scriptures, it is absolutely impossible to carve out the world of the ten directions.

Is the little magician still human? !

"Little genius doctor, are you free recently? Let's meet." Sheng Qingtang added, "I have prepared the qualification certificate for the Huaguo Calligraphy Artists Association for you. Come and sign your name, you don't have to do anything. "

"Not here, no appointment." The girl said the most ruthless words in the most polite tone, "This person is dead, something is burning paper."

Sheng Qingtang on the other end of the phone: "..."

**

Zhong Manhua naturally saw the Weibo posted by the Zhong Group.

But when she saw it, she had already arrived at Zhong's house.

She doesn't go on Weibo very much, but Zhong Zhiwan told her.

When Zhong Manhua heard this, he immediately laughed angrily.

Said that the world of the ten directions was carved by Ying Zijin?

Jiang Moyuan helped them bring back the real daughter from the impoverished county. They still don't know how many kilos and how many taels?

Zhong Zhiwan is very observant, and she is depressed these days.

She looked at Zhong Manhua's face and smiled: "Auntie, my cousin really likes my grandfather. I'm a little jealous of her."

Zhong Manhua didn't respond.

Grandpa Zhong likes Ying Zijin, but she actually feels better.

Even if Ying Zijin can't do anything, at least he has won the favor of the older generation.

But I still have to say polite words, and Zhong Manhua also smiled: "Wan Wan, your grandfather likes you the most."

Zhong Zhiwan's smile froze, and his fingers clenched his clothes.

"Hello?" The bell rang, Zhong Manhua answered the phone and was taken aback, "What? Are you the Huaguo Calligraphy Artists Association?"

You said that if I add an update at night, there will be more monthly tickets~

ps: The list of winners of the listing event is out. The babies will send the address to the group management before the 10.5th. I don’t know if they have won any prizes. Check the top comments and group announcements.