Xu Anyuan smiled. "That's right."
The Yuncheng Art Exhibition was organized by Boss Qiu.
He had invited world-famous people.
There was only one booth left. After knowing that Murong Qiyue was going to attend, no one dared to come.
After all, it was too difficult to win this booth from the genius Murong Qiyue.
Those experienced oil painters didn't dare to come. If they lost to a young man, wouldn't it be a shame?
That was why Murong Qiyue said that.
Xu Anyuan and Evelynn didn't think there was anything wrong with what Murong Qiyue said.
Evelyn held the documents and saw Ye Shaohua carrying a wrapped oil painting. Her arrogant eyes in the past became somewhat sympathetic when she looked at Ye Shaohua.
Although it seemed that Ye Shaohua was luckier than her and Murong Qiyue, in fact … Ye Shaohua was the most unfortunate one.
She was Xu Anyuan's special assistant and was very capable. Xu Anyuan wouldn't hurt her. After all, losing her was not a good thing for Xu's.
And Murong Qiyue was even more miserable. Xu Anyuan protected her as if she was something important.
Only Ye Shaohua was expelled. Now she couldn't even go back to the Wei Family. She even resigned.
Thinking of this, Evelynn looked at Ye Shaohua more and more pitiful.
She looked at Ye Shaohua several times and then left with a file.
Ye Shaohua looked at the special assistant's unpredictable eyes, but she didn't care. She just gave the file to the organizer's assistant.
Seeing this, Xu Anyuan furrowed his brows. "Is she crazy from being poor? Her mother said that she learned oil painting in high school, but she majored in finance in college. How dare she submit to an art exhibition? Is she crazy? "
Murong Qiyue didn't pay much attention to this small fry that she could crush with one hand. Instead, she said nonchalantly, "Perhaps he knows that I study oil painting, so he deliberately resigned to try his luck. However, oil painting isn't something that can be achieved overnight."
The two of them mocked each other with every sentence they said.
At this moment, the office door was opened.
Murong Qiyue stood up from the sofa in a reserved manner.
There was a smile on her face.
"Mr. Liu, I'll send the painting over tomorrow," she said calmly.
Mr. Liu followed Ye Shaohua out, his eyes still a little dazed. Hearing Murong Qiyue's voice, he reacted, "Wait, Miss Murong, what did you say?"
Murong Qiyue raised her chin arrogantly and did not repeat herself.
On the contrary, Xu Anyuan furrowed his brows and looked at Ye Shaohua. There was some impatience in his brows. Then, he said to Mr. Liu, "Mr. Liu, Qiyue means to send over the painting that participated in the exhibition tomorrow."
Hearing Xu Anyuan's words, Mr. Liu reacted.
He was stunned for a moment, then he immediately said, "I'm sorry, Miss Murong. I've made you wait for nothing. This time, we've chosen Miss Ye's' Heaven 'for our art exhibition."
Murong Qiyue had already put on her sunglasses. When she heard Mr Liu's voice, she couldn't help but take them off.
He said in disbelief, "What did you say? You don't need my oil paintings? Who else can we use?! "
Xu Anyuan also felt that Mr. Liu suddenly promised Ye Shaohua some problems, he frowned, "Mr. Liu, what did you do in the office just now? Aren't you afraid of Boss Qiu finding out? "
Hearing the two people's words, Mr. Liu frowned. He directly turned to the side, "You two, come in and take a look at Miss Ye's painting before we talk about this."
Ye Shaohua had learned oil painting in the previous world.
What's more, the system had additional attributes.
Her oil paintings might not be as skilled as those of a peak master, but she had a spirituality that many people did not have. In addition, she had seen dozens of worlds. Just in terms of vision, even Murong Qiyue could not compare to her.
Murong Qiyue had been reborn into this world and had always been proud of her identity.
Especially since the ability users in this world were too weak.
As long as she was given enough time to recover her Jindan, she would look down on all the ability users in this world.
As for oil painting, it was also on a whim. However, as a spiritual cultivator, her paintings carried an immortal aura that ordinary people didn't have. It looked a lot more spiritual than ordinary paintings.
If it was anyone else, they naturally couldn't compare to her.
But … She met Ye Shaohua, who was even more talented and spiritual than her.
Seeing Ye Shaohua's words, even Xu Anyuan, who didn't understand oil painting, felt that Ye Shaohua's oil painting shocked him even more.
That's right, it was shocking.
It was a set of stairs stained with bright red blood, and step by step, the stairs led to the light.
And on the stairs, there was a young girl walking on the tip of a knife, and the stairs were stained red by her blood.
Xu Anyuan didn't know that he knew oil painting in that early stage? Thinking of this, a strange feeling welled up in his heart.
Before he could think too much, Murong Qiyue's phone rang. It was the Dragon Group's special communicator.
"Number 1 escaped from prison," Murong Qiyue's face turned solemn, "Anyuan, I might have to go first."
Xu Anyuan woke up and looked at the special communicator in Murong Qiyue's hand. He knew the seriousness of the matter and immediately forgot about Ye Shaohua.
When he went downstairs, he happened to meet Wei Zhengxuan who was driving.
"Why is Wei Zhengxuan so close to her?" Seeing Ye Shaohua sit in Wei Zhengxuan's car, Xu Anyuan couldn't help but frown.
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