Chapter 142: The Painter's Little Taoist (9)

The demonic aura was so strong that almost instantly, the entire main hall was stained.

When everyone saw the comer, they all stood up involuntarily.

Because the person who came was the chairman of the organizer of this competition, the CEO of Danfeng Group, Du Feng.

He looks like he is about fifty years old, but he has an excellent temperament, and he wears a Mao suit, the kind that even if he is old, he still stands out in the crowd.

"This Du Feng is quite famous in high society, because he has never married a wife and had children, so he is considered the top diamond king, but he is super clean, I heard that many people want to have a leg with him but have not succeeded."

Xiao Sesame looked Du Feng up and down several times as he spoke, "I think it's just like this, there's nothing special about it, oh, the demonic spirit is quite special, sister, this goblin's Taoism has been a thousand years old." ”

Que Zhou sneered in his heart.

Those things wanted to stop her from doing the task, so they got a fairy who had practiced for thousands of years to stop herself?

The plane also underestimated her.

It's unpleasant to be underestimated.

She smiled: "This painting is just a random painting, if you want it, you can give it to you." ”

"That's not good, although Miss Que Zhou has not been painting for a long time, but this painting is very exquisite, and there is a sense of meaning, I will buy this painting, and I will ask Miss Que Zhou to come with me, I will ask my assistant to write you a check, oh, or directly to Miss Que Zhou's card, it's okay."

Du Feng has four words all over his body - politeness.

He wears eyes and soft eyebrows, which makes it easy to make people feel good at a glance.

Everyone was very envious.

Looking at Que Zhou, there was some undisguised envy in his eyes.

After all, winning the first place is just gilding his identity as a painter.

In the final analysis, although everyone loves to paint, if painting can't bring benefits to themselves, or even can't eat, then love is also a fart.

Everybody's an adult.

In many cases, the age when you love painting completely and can do anything to paint is long gone.

But now, Que Zhou is young, only twenty-three years old.

Her words have already been favored by the CEO of Danfeng Group.

People are very generous.

Even if Que Zhou gave this painting to Du Feng, as long as Du Feng expressed his love for Que Zhou's painting today.

In order to appease Du Feng, someone must buy Que Zhou's painting at a high price and give it to him.

Que Zhou is now not far from success, and of course everyone is envious.

But envy is envy, people paint really well, those voices of doubt, when Que Zhou painted in a short period of time, or when he was not good at painting, he had already disappeared.

Du Feng and Que Zhou shook hands.

At the moment of shaking hands, Que Zhou could feel that there seemed to be a force in Du Feng's body that wanted to be transmitted to his body through contact.

But he was quietly blocked back by Que Zhou.

Du Feng was momentarily surprised.

He glanced at Que Zhou, his eyes darkened, but the corners of his mouth still smiled, "Miss Que Zhou is young and promising, and the future is promising." ”

Letting go of Que Zhou's hand, he looked at the painting again.

At what moment did Que Zhou clearly see the greedy color flashing in Du Feng's eyes.

Xiao Sesame shook a few times in the space: "Sister, when this Du Feng was talking to you just now, he kept staring at his sister's eyes, just that look, I can't tell it, it's so terrifying, I feel as if I can't wait to eat my sister's eyes immediately." ”

As soon as the words fell, Xiao Sesame saw Du Feng turn his head again, still staring at Que Zhou's eyes.

The look was uncomfortable, but fortunately, it was only for a moment.

Because the mentor hurried to the stage.

He dragged Que Zhou to his side, like a parent, "Hello Mr. Du, Que Zhou is my student, she is still young, if there is anything inappropriate, I will compensate her first, Xiaozhou is a little introverted and shy, if you have anything to say, just tell me." ”

When the mentor appeared, the smile on the corner of Du Feng's mouth obviously faded a lot. 、

He coughed a few more times, "I like Miss Que Zhou's paintings very much, I wonder if Miss Que Zhou can enjoy her face and have a meal together?" ”

"Okay." Without waiting for the tutor to speak, Que Zhou smiled and nodded in agreement.

Du Feng chuckled, "Okay, Miss Que Zhou doesn't seem to be as introverted as your teacher said." ”

Mi Ci hooked his lips: "When I saw Mr. Du, it was like old at first sight." ”

"Coincidentally, I also feel that seeing Miss Que Zhou seems to be familiar at first sight."

Only the mentor was left frowning beside him, and he stared at Que Zhou with wide eyes.

How confused this little girl is today.

This kind of old man, seeing that the little girl is beautiful, what if he has any bad thoughts?!

He is a man, and he knows best what is going on in a man's heart.

Seeing that the two were about to shake hands again, Que Zhou's arm was grabbed by the mentor.

The mentor said sorry to Du Feng, and pulled the person aside.

"Que Zhou, why did you agree?!" The tutor was shocked, and the tutor was puzzled.

Que Zhou was still laughing: "The teacher is so excited, it's just a meal." ”

The mentor was even angrier, "Is that a meal?!" I don't know what his idea is? I'll tell you, you'll say you're not feeling well, and you'll tell me to go back later, we're here to receive the award, you know? ”

"Yes, listen to the mentor." Que Zhou nodded.

But she knew it in her heart.

It's easy to get in, but it's not easy to get out.

Sure enough, Que Zhou told Du Feng again that he was not feeling well, not only did he not make Du Feng give up the idea of eating with Que Zhou.

Even worried, saying that he had a personal doctor, he took the person to the lounge.

And the mentor was kept out.

The lounge is quite large, with a window that allows you to see the green mountains in the distance.

The mist filled the hills, wrapping around the turquoise trees, and the sky turned into a piece of paper.

Those scenes became ink paintings on paper.

"Miss Que Zhou, you wait here, our boss's health is not very good, someone will come to see you later, you can rest here now, the time to eat is an hour later, do you have any taboos?"

Que Zhou shook his head: "No, I'm sorry for you." ”

It was a girl who spoke, a very beautiful girl, but if you looked closely, the girl's eyes were hollow, as if she had no soul.

That girl should be Du Feng's assistant, and after hearing Que Zhou's answer, she nodded, "Okay, then I won't bother you." ”

The door was re-shut.

Que Zhou stood up, slowly walked to the window, and took a deep breath.

Suddenly, a pair of hands stretched out from the window and pulled out the edge of the window!