On the way back, Fang Zigu opened WeChat and found Du Brew's WeChat.

The portrait of this silent college student is a painting he painted himself.

The painting is simple and terrifying, on a pure black piece of paper, a pair of white eyes.

These white eyes looked terrifying at first glance, but after a closer look, Fang Zigu found a deep loneliness and fear in these eyes.

The expression of fear in the eyes of terror ~

It's kind of interesting.

After clicking on the other party's WeChat, Fang Zigu sent a message to the other party: [What do you think of the work "The Food I Make Can Attract Demons"?]

After a long time, Fang Zigu received a reply from the other party: [General].

Fang Zigu: "......"

Looking at Du Zhu's reply, Fang Zigu was speechless for a long time.

It is true that everyone looks at a work differently, but it is not enough to give such a "miserable" answer......

After thinking for a while, Fang Zigu replied: [What do you say?]

This time, Du Brew replied quickly: [This work lacks a part of the soul, and besides, what Mr. Fang said before, words are the soul of the work, and I also disagree. 】

Fang Zigu looked at this Du Brew's reply in amazement, and his heart was really mixed.

Fortunately, he was in the class just now, and he didn't refute himself directly, otherwise, he really wouldn't be able to get off the stage today.

This terrible guy who is silent and calm, Fang Zigu really doesn't know if he comes to his own company, whether it will be a blessing or a curse.

Fang Zigu simply parked the car on the road, tapped the mobile phone screen word by word, and said: [Tell me your opinion in detail. 】

Dozens of seconds later, Fang Zigu received the other party's message.

[In the comic industry, at all times, the dominant soul is the character itself. And the key person who imparts a soul to the figure has always been the painter. Only the artist can make the characters in the comics walk with their souls, and can the soul of the comics get close to the hearts of the readers. 】

[However, text is also an indispensable part of comics, and good words can improve the quality of the entire comic work. Fang Zigu couldn't help but refute.

[Mr. Fang is right, it is promotion. Du Brew replied quickly.

[When I said this, I didn't argue with Mr. Fang about which important issue, of course words are an indispensable part of comics, what I mean: Please Mr. Fang don't casually lower the position of cartoonists in the whole work in the future. 】

Seeing Du Zhu's reply, Fang Zigu pondered for a while and knocked down a line of words: [You are right, what I said before was too extreme. 】

Du Brew didn't reply immediately, and by the time he replied again, it was already a few minutes later.

[Fang is always a good boss. And the work "Little Bird Comics" is indeed very good in the eyes of most people, but the characters in it lack some kind of soul. This kind of soul is not simply the quality of a character that can be expressed, but is comprehensively determined by the character's facial expressions, plot trends and other aspects. And our company's work "The Food I Make Can Attract Demons" is a little lacking in this regard. 】

Hearing Du Zhuo say this, Fang Zigu's eyes lit up.

......

Fang Zigu and Du Brew chatted for a long time, and the two chatted quite speculatively.

In the end, Du Brew promised Fang Zigu that when he came back from the eleventh holiday, he would go to his company for a formal internship.

......

......

After returning to the company, Fang Zigu excitedly told Su Daier and Li Zi about the recruitment experience.

Li Zi, a guy with eyes above the top, was also attracted by Fang Zigu's words, and he listened very seriously.

Especially when talking about Du Zhu, he stared at Fang Zigu almost intently.

Su Dai'er was also very happy, from beginning to end, she listened carefully to Fang Zigu's every word, and always looked at Fang Zigu with a gentle and slightly adoring look with a snow-white chin.

Su Dai'er's gaze made Fang Zigu enjoy it very much, and even the tone of her voice became full of interest.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, because he was in a very good mood, Fang Zigu planned to invite Li Zi and Su Dai'er to have a meal together.

But Li Zi said that there was something at home and left early.

Now only he and Su Dai'er were left, Su Dai'er was clamoring to go to the couple's hot pot restaurant next to her alma mater, Fang Zigu nodded in agreement.

However, this time, Su Dai'er didn't get drunk, and she didn't even drink a drop of wine, but just fanned the wind on her ruddy lips with her plain white palm, and shouted "It's so spicy, so spicy......

It is said that "beautiful and delicious", the ancients did not deceive me!

Looking at Su Dai'er, who had a big appetite, Fang Zigu actually had a feeling of "seeing enough......

After dinner, Fang Zigu drove Su Dai'er back to the bachelor apartment.

As soon as he opened the car door and got out of the car, Fang Zigu found that at the door of the bachelor apartment, there was an extended version of the "Land Rover Royal One" parked.

This kind of extended version of the modified Land Rover is extremely rare in D City, with a starting price of three million, and people who can drive this kind of car are basically either rich or expensive.

However, in this world, there is never a shortage of rich people, Fang Zigu just glanced at it casually, then walked to the co-pilot and opened the car door.

Su Dai'er sat motionless in the co-pilot, Fang Zigu was a little strange, and said, "It's your house, get out of the car?"

Su Daier bit her lip, her face was a little unnaturally pale, and she looked straight at the Land Rover Royal One not far away.

Fang Zigu frowned when he saw this, and turned his head to look.

I saw that the door of the Land Rover Royal One was opened, and a middle-aged driver in a suit and leather shoes stepped out of the passenger seat.

Then, the middle-aged driver walked to the back of the car and respectfully opened the door.

The first to come down was a middle-aged foreign man with thick yellow curly hair, deep facial features, and a serious complexion.

Then came a graceful middle-aged woman.

[It's Su Dai'er's parents!] Fang Zigu frowned.

Su Dai'er's parents soon saw Fang Zigu and his daughter sitting in his car.

Surfan Alexander walked up to Fang Zigu, glanced at Fang Zigu's Mercedes-Benz with disdain, and said lightly: "Fang Zigu, you won't be naïve to think that if you take out a loan to buy a car and get a small company, you can kidnap my daughter." ”

Standing in front of Su Dai'er's father again, a billionaire in Soviet Russia, Fang Zigu found that the timidity and lack of confidence that had been hidden in his heart had flown to Java at some point.

Fang Zigu smiled slightly and took a step forward.

At this moment, there was only half a meter between him and Surfan Alexander's forehead.

"No one can kidnap your daughter. Fang Zigu looked at the father in front of him with a smile, there was no resentment and injustice in his eyes, there was only pity.

"No one else, no one else, no one else, no one you can!"

"Your woman is a person with her own opinions and thoughts! No one can control her but herself! I can't, and neither can you!"

Speaking of this, Fang Zigu exhaled lightly, turned his head, walked to the side of the driver, and whispered to Su Dai'er: "Go, your parents have come to see you." ”

Seeing Fang Zigu's indifferent expression, Su Dai'er felt a little strange for the first time.

She obediently got out of the car, looked at her father who looked a little stunned not far away, and walked over with her head down.