Chapter 36: Do you want to continue this job?

The next day, Shangguan Yingran handed over the company's business to Ye Zuo and Ye Xin, and she was very relieved to have the two of them here.

She took her painting tools and drove to the beach. The vision here is broad, the artistic conception is open-minded, and it is not bad to paint a picture of clear water and blue sky.

The bay villas here are also very famous, which will attract many businessmen and overseas immigrants to choose the site.

Their Shangguan family also seems to have a few properties here.

In fact, there are many types of paintings, such as ink painting, boneless painting, oil painting, printmaking, drawing, watercolor, gongbi, freehand, etc., she is involved, she is best at ink painting, boneless painting, simple painting, printmaking and gongbi painting.

Now, she paints ink landscapes. I was just about to pick up the paintbrush when my phone rang.

“Hi,AiCo? Have you heard? Your painting was auctioned for 600 million yuan in country z. Oh my god, baby, you are really an angel. Your painting sold for 600 million in country Z, oh my gosh, baby, you're really an angel)"

Fluent Y Chinese rings in my ears.

"I know, so Bell, are you calling to? )”

“Of course I am because…… (Of course, I came to urge the manuscript because there were too many people to paint, baby)"

Now the studio has a long queue to order AiCo's paintings, and there are many of them before.

"So? How many pairs do I have to hand in this month? ”

(Oh baby, you're going to have to hand in at least three pairs)"

"Okay, I see, then don't bother me until October"

(You're not right, it's only August, and there's still September until October?) I know your calendar in country Z)"

"Bell, you know, I still have to manage the company, I don't have a lot of time, and also, one month will be changed to a year later"

(No dear, can't you do that, say okay January?) "Sometimes it wasn't for a month, and it took him months to get a pair out of her hand.

"Bell, you must know that there are too many paintings, too often will make people tired, even if the best paintings are tired of looking at one day, so we should not be more expensive than fine"

She just started painting a lot, that was to build her fame, and now that her reputation has accumulated enough, she will appear to a degree.

(Okay, I'll listen to you, but you must make sure that these three paintings are done well)" Bell is aggrieved, they have a lot of painters in their studio, but how can they have the expressiveness of his boss paintings.

It's good now, and the boss has reduced the number of paintings.

Shangguan Yingran put away her mobile phone, plus the current pair, she is going to be four pairs, it seems that she will have to take leave in the next few days.

But she just sorted out the company's business properly, and she was afraid that if she let the villain take advantage of the loophole, it would be more than worth the loss.

Shangguan Yingran picked up the brush again and sketched gently.

On the seashore in the distance, the waves are turbulent, the waves are puffing, the occasional seagulls are flying, underground pedestrians are playing in the water, and small children will pick up shells on the beach and pile up sand with gadgets, which is very happy.

It's still morning, and the autumn sun is not dazzling, shining on people's bodies, warm and comfortable.

The clear water, the blue sky, the scorching sun, a few white clouds, and the sea breeze whistling, beautiful like a painting.

Not far away, the Bay Villa is five storeys high, each with a distance from each other, and Huang Pu is affectionate on the open-air balcony on the third floor.

The open-air balcony is large, facing the south of the sea, and there are transparent floor-to-ceiling windows at the back, allowing sunlight to penetrate in, making the interior very bright.

Huang Pu affectionately wore sunglasses, lying on the sofa and pretending to sleep.

It just so happened that the housekeeper came back at this time, and shouted downstairs, "Young master, the ingredients have been bought, we can learn to cook Western food today."

The young master of his family learned how to cook in one day yesterday, which made him ashamed of himself as a master who taught him, of course, he didn't dare to be the master of his young master, that is, to guide.

Therefore, his young master instructed him to buy ingredients for Western food, and if this trend continues, even the world's first-class chefs are not as good as his young master.

Huang Pu affectionately took off his sunglasses and frowned, secretly thinking that this housekeeper was really becoming more and more unruly.

He stood up and looked into the distance, when suddenly a petite figure came into view.

She wore a white languid knit sweater with black buttons and a tight black skirt underneath, and her long hair was crooked to the side.

Holding the sketchpad in one hand and the paintbrush in the other, he depicts delicately, gently and beautifully.

It made him think, 'There is a beautiful woman in the north, who is independent of the world, and who cares about the city and the country.'"

"Young Master?" The housekeeper put the ingredients away, and when he came up, he found that his young master seemed to be in a daze.

Looking closely, sure enough, it was in a daze.

This made him very curious, what is there to see by the sea? Or is there something good-looking?

He was about to lean over to take a look, but his young master suddenly turned around, blocking his view.

"I'll learn Western food in the afternoon, and I'll cook yesterday's dishes at noon," he wanted to make for her to taste.

"Young master, didn't you learn all yesterday's dishes? And the taste is very good, even the ingredients, auxiliaries and whatever, you add very measured, the heat is also very good, in addition, you will even draw inferences, more ......"

"I'll let Mo Yi change a housekeeper in the afternoon" Huang Pu stepped away affectionately and walked downstairs, too noisy.

"Young master, I was wrong, I shouldn't have said much, don't fire me, I'm leaving, what about your cooking skills? No one else will be able to taste the food you cook, your friend said......"

Huang Pu stopped affectionately and didn't look back, "Do you want to continue this job?" ”