After waiting for the account, Mai Xiaoji sighed secretly that Ling Gang was also very measured in his work, and transferred him 40 million.

didn't say anything, Mai Xiaoji was not stingy, and directly transferred 20 million to Kong Qun.

After receiving the information, Kong Qun was very surprised and immediately called to consult, "Xiaoji, has the company paid dividends?"

"No, it's just that I let out the wind and said that the "Lingfeng Travel Post" is valuable, and someone has already bought it. Mai Xiaoji said proudly.

"How much did it have to sell?" Kong Qun was so shocked that he didn't know what to say, because he had received 20 million.

"Hey, seventy million!"

"In just a few hours, who has such strong economic strength in Binjiang?"

Kong Qun quickly filtered the names in his mind, speaking of which, Ling Gang is the only one who has this kind of economic foundation and courage. When he heard Mai Xiaoji say a person's name, Kong Qun was completely stunned.

Yue Bufan!

"This, this money, it's hot!"

Kong Qun was very worried, and he understood without going into detail that Mai Xiaoji designed to induce Yue Bufan to buy fake words, and spent 70 million, and when Yue Bufan reacted, he was afraid that it would attract even more crazy revenge.

"Big brother, I understand now, it's not okay to deal with these grandsons, you have to be harder than him. ”

"But don't let the other person get the hang of it. ”

"Hey, no. ”

Mai Xiaoji is full of confidence, Yue Bufan can only be suspicious, but he can't catch any evidence, even if Yan Beifei sneaks into the office when no one is around, he won't find the Golden Circle mobile phone.

This Yan Beifei, of course, must continue to be kept! Hehe, he is also a little god of wealth, specializing in helping himself to make evil fortunes!

Yan Beifei insisted on cleaning the office by himself, but Mai Xiaoji resolutely disagreed, how could the general manager do this kind of work himself, and someone must be assigned to be responsible.

seems to be concerned, but Mai Xiaoji doesn't look good at Yan Beifei's face, not as attentive as before, as if he deliberately guards against her, and sometimes he is very angry.

Yan Beifei turned a blind eye to this, as usual.

In fact, Mai Xiaoji was the upper body of the drama spirit, deliberately pretending to be very angry when he learned that Ling Gang's words were bought, and he couldn't find who leaked the news, suspecting that Yan Beifei did it, but he couldn't find evidence.

True and false, life is like a play.

I don't know when, there was a rumor in the company that the chairman was very dissatisfied with the general manager and wanted to fire her.

Of course, these are deliberate actions by Mai Xiaoji, which makes Yan Beifei feel a sense of urgency and makes it easier to show his feet. Sure enough, it didn't take long for Fang Hua to send a message to Mai Xiaoji.

"Brother, Yan Beifei took all the accounts and said that he was checking the company's financial situation. ”

"Just give it to her. ”

"Given, hehe, I still squirmed for a while, saying that it had to be agreed by you, but she moved out of the prestige of the general manager, and I had to compromise. ”

"Haha, well done, let's wait for a good show. ”

immediately took a photo, and Mai Xiaoji found that Yan Beifei really used his mobile phone to take pictures of the accounts. Speaking of which, it seems that the other party is full of loopholes, but in fact, it is the Golden Circle mobile phone that plays a vital role, which makes Yan Beifei unguardable!

On this day, Zhang Zeduan came with the news that the painting "Autumn Equinox Down the River" had been completed, and a video had been recorded.

Mai Xiaoji hurriedly opened the video, wow, it's so long, and it's about six meters by sight. Zhang Zeduan's shooting level is average, and the progress of hand shaking is fast, making people's eyes dizzy.

Since it was ready to be sold, Mai Xiaoji chose express delivery and paid ten grams of red envelopes, and then "Autumn Equinox River Map" appeared on the table. What a big volume!

Mai Xiaoji wanted to pick it up with one hand, but found it very difficult, and only unfolded a small part.

The colors are bright, the composition is more exquisite, compared with the "Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival", the whole painting is completely reversed, the architecture has not changed, but the figure modeling has changed, more lifelike.

The signature is Zhang Zeduan, which is fine, but it is painted on silk cloth, and it is new at a glance, and you can smell the ink when you get closer. Zhang Zeduan has worked this painting, and it is obviously not easy to hype up a modern work and sell it for a high price.

But there are many contemporary works that have been hyped up at high prices, and Mai Xiaoji is thinking hard about how to not let Zhang Zeduan's hard work go to waste.

There was a knock on the door, and it could be seen that it was Yan Beifei outside, and Mai Xiaoji beckoned to her.

"Feifei, just in time, do me a favor. Mai Xiaoji pointed to the long scroll on the table and said.

"Didn't Mai Dong say, I don't need to do this kind of work, just call someone to help?" Yan Beifei stood still, with a hint of gloom on his face.

You're embarrassed to be angry!

This is disgusted that Mai Xiaoji sends people into her office every day to inquire about the situation, and it is very inconvenient for her to install and disassemble it frequently.

Hehe, if you are a spy, you can't be afraid of hardship and trouble, Mai Xiaoji didn't explain, and pretended to be mysterious: "I have a masterpiece mailed by a netizen here, which can be sold at a good price, and others are clumsy, I don't worry." ”

Hmph, Yan Beifei rolled his eyes, and according to Mai Xiaoji's instructions, spread another layer of white cloth on the spotless ground, and then the two worked together to slowly unfold the scroll.

is also an expert, habitually glanced at the signature, Yan Beifei sneered, "Why is Zhang Zeduan's painting?"

"Be careful, don't spray saliva. Mai Xiaoji said disgustedly.

Yan Beifei's face changed suddenly, it was really rude to talk to a beautiful woman like this, Mai Xiaoji was a layman, a vulgar person! Seeing the title, "Autumn Equinox River Map"! Yan Beifei wanted to laugh again, thinking of Mai Xiaoji's words, he hurriedly tightened his face and sulked secretly.

"If there is ambiguity in such a signature, it will make people think that it is a work of the ancients. Yan Beifei said disdainfully.

"They were originally ancients. ”

Often when telling the truth, no one believes it, Yan Beifei pouted, "If you don't want to say it, forget it, I don't have the heart to inquire." ”

"What, angry? Hehe, Feifei, don't be annoyed, this netizen is really called Zhang Zeduan, do you think, from ancient times to the present, how many names and surnames must be repeated, this netizen didn't understand when he was a child, and when he grew up, he would be very interested in Zhang Zeduan, and he intended to imitate his painting style, and finally became a painter. ”

Oh, Yan Beifei nodded, but obviously didn't believe it, and asked tentatively: "How do you usually contact each other?"

"Telephone, and chat software!" Mai Xiaoji said casually.

At first, Yan Beifei didn't pay attention to it, but he carefully admired the paintings, and the more he looked at them, the more he liked them, and he searched for "Qingming Riverside Picture" from the Internet and compared it, and exclaimed: "The painter is not under Zhang Zeduan in history." ”

"How do you tell?" asked McKee.

"The technique is more skillful, and there is no hesitation in putting the pen down this painting, which I am afraid would be difficult to do without decades of painting. ”

"Hehe, that's right, this Zhang Zeduan is an old man, a very old man. ”

Mai Xiaoji gave a thumbs up and praised him sincerely, he had such eyesight at a young age, but unfortunately, he didn't take the right path. Yan Beifei really liked this painting, and couldn't help touching it with his hands, Mai Xiaoji unceremoniously slapped the back of his hand, "Don't move, it's dirty!"

Yes!

was hurt, Yan Beifei withdrew his hand, glared at the European-style big eyes and wanted to get angry, but in the end he held it back, but it spread on his pretty face, and soon turned red.