Chapter 1052
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There weren't many problems that could stump Qin Sheng. With Qin Sheng's help, the week-long research was reduced to two days.
Yu Bei was full of resentment.
Qin Sheng had gone to every department, but she didn't come over to help him.
On the following day, it was unknown if Qin Sheng had found her conscience, but it was rare for her to let Hong Yuan and Yu Bei come to her if they had any problems.
Hong Yuan and Yu Bei were overjoyed.
Qin Sheng was busy the entire day.
The two of them were still thinking about how to ask Qin Sheng for help the next day. However, when Qin Sheng asked them to take the documents away, she raised her eyebrows and said, "I won't be coming to the office tomorrow."
Yu Bei: "…"
Hong Yuan: "…"
They were all stunned. She won't be coming to the office tomorrow?
It turned out that Qin Sheng's help for this day was like the farewell meal that prisoners in ancient times ate before they died?
Yu Bei held his breath and asked, "Boss, you have something to do tomorrow."
"Uh huh." Qin Sheng nodded.
Yu Bei: "Will you be coming the day after tomorrow?"
Qin Sheng tilted her head and thought for a moment. Then she replied, "It depends."
In other words, she was going to return to her previous state. She might not even come to the office for a week.
Yu Bei and Hong Yuan understood the meaning behind Qin Sheng's words. They didn't try to persuade Qin Sheng to stay. After all, if they could persuade Qin Sheng, Qin Sheng wouldn't have been a completely hands-off boss for almost a year.
They didn't want to see Qin Sheng anymore. "Boss, we have something to do. Let's go."
After leaving Qin Sheng's office, Hong Yuan and Yu Bei looked at each other and saw the resentment in each other's eyes.
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In fact, Qin Sheng wanted to stay in the villa and rest. If she told them the truth, Yu Bei and Hong Yuan would not let her go.
However, the president of H City's Painting Association, Wu Chong, did not give Qin Sheng a chance to rest.
He asked with a smile, "Sheng Sheng, how many paintings do you have that haven't been sold? There's an art exhibition in the capital, and the organizer asked me to invite you to attend it. "
Qin Sheng's eyebrows twitched. She was going to paint again.
She massaged her aching glabella and answered truthfully, "No."
"Why isn't there even one?"
Qin Sheng asked, "What do you think?"
Wu Chong finally remembered. He rubbed his nose guiltily. It seemed that as long as Qin Sheng had a painting, he would bring it to the association and help her sell it or send it to an art exhibition.
However, Qin Sheng didn't paint many paintings. In almost a year, she didn't paint more than 12 paintings.
Wu Chong changed the topic and said, "Sheng Sheng, do you think you can produce another painting in two days?"
For other artists, it was very difficult to produce a good painting in two days.
But Wu Chong knew that this was not difficult for Qin Sheng.
Qin Sheng coughed and said, "Can I not attend it?"
Wu Chong had already expected Qin Sheng to say this. He said the speech that he had prepared beforehand, "Sheng Sheng, this art exhibition will be judged by famous artists from all over the world. Old Master Lu will also be participating. Moreover, if your painting catches someone's eye, it can be sold for tens of millions."
Wu Chong knew that other things might not be able to attract Qin Sheng, but money could still make Qin Sheng change her mind.
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