Chinese painting is a thing that pays attention to proficiency and artistic conception, and of course, the most important point is fame.

There are several people in the T City General Painting Association who are on par with Jiang Xinran's strength, but because of the lack of Yu Yong's momentum, it almost caused a scene where Jiang Xinran's family was dominant.

As soon as they saw a particularly outstanding painting, except for Jiang Xinran, they couldn't think of anyone else for a while.

Several people from the Painting Association moved very quickly, and soon found Yu Yong here.

Yu Yong, who received the call, was also shocked.

"The president called me, and you want to bring Xinran?" He was not low in the art association, and soon asked the truth from other people's mouths.

After asking, he was pleasantly surprised, but also strange.

The president is a member of the Beijing General Association, and several people in the General Association have even surpassed Yu Yong himself in painting, although the painting that Jiang Xinran sent to the competition is good, but Yu Yong is also a little self-aware, and he doesn't think that her painting is more powerful than those monsters in the Beijing Association.

So he was surprised at why the president was in such a hurry to see him.

**

Meanwhile.

Zhao Fan drove Meng Fu to the hotel.

"I'll talk to you about "A Star's Day", you call Brother Cheng after eating, and he will pick you up." Before Meng Fu got out of the car, Zhao Fan told her.

Meng Fu put on his sunglasses and nodded vaguely to indicate that he knew.

Old Man Jiang knew that Meng Fu had never been late, and this time he invited Meng Fu to dinner, and he arrived early.

also specially asked Jiang Quan to come.

Jiang Xinchen was still sitting beside him.

Jiang Xinchen was a little restless, he was forced by Old Man Jiang, and after knowing that he hadn't apologized to Meng Fu yet, Old Man Jiang bluntly asked him to apologize to Meng Fu in person.

Meng Fu hadn't arrived yet, and when Old Man Jiang was waiting, he remembered that Jiang Quan had said that Meng Fu had asked him to test his DNA, and his heart moved.

It's just that before he could ask, Meng Fu pushed open the box door and came in.

"Whisk." Seeing Meng Fu coming in, Old Man Jiang stood up directly.

Jiang Quan didn't speak, only pulled out the chair next to him and asked her to sit down.

Jiang Xinchen didn't dare to look up at Meng Fu.

The menu here was prepared by the old man a long time ago, basically according to Meng Fu's taste, and when he saw Meng Fu, he still pushed the menu over and let Meng Fu see it.

Meng Fu took it and glanced at the dishes they ordered, and the whole process was only a second: "No need to add it, these are fine." ”

Old Man Jiang looked at her reaction, and his heart froze, and he intuitively felt that Meng Fu was still angry.

He turned to Jiang Quan: "Why hasn't Zhenling come yet?" ”

Originally, Old Man Jiang didn't plan to let Yu Zhenling come today, but when Yu Zhenling heard that they were eating, she took the initiative to make amends to Meng Fu.

Yu Zhenling is also Meng Fu's mother, and Old Man Jiang hoped that these two people would have no suspicions, so he agreed without thinking too much.

This point is already the point they have agreed on.

I still didn't see Yu Zhenling's figure.

Old Man Jiang looked at Jiang Xinchen and asked him to call Yu Zhenling.

Jiang Xinchen had been fidgeting, and now the old man asked him to call, and he finally had something to do, so he took out his mobile phone directly and called Yu Zhenling.

Yu Zhenling answered very slowly, and when the phone was about to hang up, she finally answered the phone.

"Mom," Jiang Xinchen lowered his voice, "Why haven't you come yet?" ”

Yu Zhenling's side, already on the way to the Painting Association, was talking to Jiang Xinran about her painting, both of them knew that it was the president looking for it, hearing Jiang Xinchen's words, she was quite perfunctory, looking at the background of the galloping outside the window, she only hurriedly said: "The president of the General Painting Association is looking for Xinran, I am now accompanying Xinran to the Painting Association, I don't have time to eat, your grandfather will talk about it." ”

She has always understood etiquette very well, and after hanging up the phone, she specially called the old man again.

After the old man answered the phone, his eyebrows and eyes were covered with a layer of frost.

Jiang Quan was sitting next to the old man, the old man couldn't avoid it, and he naturally heard Yu Zhenling's words clearly.

"Let's have dinner," Old Man Jiang's condensed face turned to Meng Fu, and changed again in an instant, "Fu'er, you give me a few signed photos first, the company manager's daughter is your fan......"

The two talked, Jiang Quan listened on the side, and was also a little surprised, the manager's daughter is a fan of Meng Fu?

Meng Fu took out two signed photos and gave them to Mr. Jiang.

Jiang Quan glanced at it casually.

I just looked at it at random, but I saw the words on the signature photo at a glance, not the popular art word, but the cursive words signed with a black pen.

"You wrote this?" Jiang Quan was stunned.

"Hmm." Meng Fu glanced at the table where there was no wine, only tea and milk, and she leaned back in her chair.

Don't go on the road.

Jiang Quan always knew that Meng Fu's early education had not kept up, and when she first entered the entertainment industry, he had faintly heard of it because of English problems.

But I didn't expect her to write wildly.

**

After hanging up the phone.

In the car, Jiang Xinran, who suppressed his excitement, leaned against the car door with his back and turned his eyes to Yu Zhenling, "Mom, if you don't go......

"Your business is more important." Yu Zhenling patted Jiang Xinran's hand and signaled her to feel at ease.

The status of the Painting Association in T City is irreplaceable, and Yu Yong's vice president is enough to be as famous as the Jiang family in some aspects, but he and the president are still not half a star.

Insiders all know that the people of the T City Painting Association and the Beijing General Association are faintly side by side with the city lord of T City.

The Lord of T City is the true overlord of the party.

This kind of person suddenly saw Jiang Xinran, where could Yu Zhenling still take care of Meng Fu's affairs.

Jiang Xinran pursed her lips and smiled, and did not speak again, her current mood was no less excited than that of Zhenling.

The car galloped all the way and soon arrived at the T City General Painting Association.

The gate of the General Association is built in a splendid atmosphere, and the two stone lions at the door are very old.

The gate security guard knew Jiang Xinran's car and let her go when he saw her.

Yu Yong was waiting for Jiang Xinran under the office building, and when the people arrived, he didn't bother with it, and while taking Jiang Xinran to the middle of the building, he gave Jiang Xinran a message about the president.

"I've only seen him twice," Yu Yong lowered his voice, "He's very imposing, if you can look at him on your back and give him a good point, it's even more useful than if you go to the A-level booth......"

Jiang Xinran bowed her head, she naturally knew this.

Inside the office.

The chairman stood by the window with his hands behind his back, and when the staff brought Yu Yongjiang Xinran in, he turned to look at Jiang Xinran with a vague gaze, "You are the one who draws the picture?" Can you tell me about the mood of the painting? ”

Yu Yong didn't speak, only signaled to Jiang Xinran with his afterglow.

Jiang Xinran took a deep breath, these are common problems in painting, she has a draft on the road, and at this time she talked eloquently: "When I painted this painting, I had a picture of a hundred flowers competing for beauty in my heart, and everything was ......."

When the president heard the second sentence, his expression became light, out of upbringing, he did not interrupt Jiang Xinran's words, only glanced at the people around him, and the people around him immediately went out, and then brought in another painting.

After Jiang Xinran finished speaking, he shook his head and unfolded the painting that the person next to him had just brought in: "You painted this picture of a hundred flowers, right?" Enough proficiency, a little less aura. ”

He put the painting aside and opened another box, "I'm talking about this picture of an old man with a dead wood, look at it, do you know it?" ”

Yu Yong looked at the box and was stunned.

He recognized it, this was the box that Jiang Quan gave him last time.