Chapter 207

I am the boss of Star Sea Entertainment, after all, why am I so humble?

After finishing the call, Duan Duan Jiang rubbed his hands and approached Sister Qin, smiling sheepishly.

"Sister Qin, that... actually I have also specifically studied painting... how about tonight..."

"Hmm?" A trace of murderous intent suddenly flashed in Sister Qin's eyes.

"If I remember correctly, when you were in college, you ran to the art department to audit classes."

"And you specifically went when they were painting nude models?"

Duan Duan Jiang's expression changed, and he skillfully pulled a keyboard under his knees.

"Wife, listen to my explanation, I just wanted to learn how to paint, and then capture your most beautiful appearance."

"Besides, the nude model I painted that time... was just an old man!"

"Yes." A trace of nostalgia flashed in Sister Qin's eyes.

"In order to persuade the old security guard at the door to sacrifice himself, I spent a whole week's living expenses,"

"Fortunately, you didn't think about auditing classes in the medical department, otherwise where would I get a corpse?"

Damn!

One of the top ten supernatural events of my alma mater, the mystery of the beautiful model turning into an old man in seconds, has finally been solved today!

So it was you!

Sister Qin withdrew her gaze and said indifferently.

"The task Su Meng just gave you, why haven't you gone to do it yet?"

……

Hangcheng, on the lawn of a lakeside villa.

A short, middle-aged man, wearing a martial arts suit, slowly finished his practice.

He turned his head, took a glance, and said indifferently.

"Boss, I suggest you watch a video, you might be interested."

Oh? The middle-aged man became slightly interested.

The assistant is not someone who doesn't know the importance of things, since he said so, he doesn't mind taking a look.

After taking the tablet and just glancing at it, the middle-aged man was stunned.

This... can such a painting really appear in this world?

After a long time, a trace of fanaticism suddenly flashed in the middle-aged man's indifferent eyes.

"I want this painting!"

The assistant said respectfully.

"Boss, there is only one such painting in the world, and the auction will start at 3 o'clock, but the specific form of the auction is not yet certain."

"Moreover, this master specifically emphasized that he wants to pass this painting to someone who understands him."

"I think what he values is not money."

The middle-aged man's eyes were fixed on the tablet, and he nodded slightly.

"To be able to paint such a world-renowned masterpiece, this master must have a vast mind and is not an ordinary person."

"Money is just an external object to him."

"That person who understands him must be me! Because we are the same kind of people!"

"We are not interested in money..."

……

On the top floor of a building in Shenzhen, in a huge office.

A middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses sat behind his desk, staring blankly at the empty wall.

After a long time, he said meaningfully.

"This wall is too empty...～～..."

The secretary, who had been waiting for a long time, nodded knowingly.

"Yes, Boss, this place needs a 《Spring Tree and Autumn Frost》 as an embellishment."

The middle-aged man nodded slightly and said.

"What do you plan to do?"

The secretary had already made preparations.

"In the entertainment industry, if you don't seek profit, you seek fame."

"Coincidentally, our company's business..."

The middle-aged man picked up a book and said indifferently.

"Go."

"If this matter is handled well, go to the Entertainment Division and be the Vice President."

"Boss, please rest assured!" A trace of excitement appeared in the secretary's tone.

This is the rhythm of a promotion and a raise!

It's just... when exiting the office, the secretary suddenly felt suspicious.

The book the boss is reading... has great mystery!

As the boss's secretary, guessing the boss's intentions is a basic skill.

The secretary made a judgment in an instant.

Reached out and summoned a small secretary.

"You, stop what you are doing immediately, go find a few funeral homes, find a complete set of suona bands, coffins, wreaths, and burial clothes, and have them ready at any time!"

"Okay!" The small secretary didn't dare to ask more and hurried to do it.

The secretary couldn't help but feel proud.

This is why the boss trusts me!

From the clues, he had already judged that the boss's family was not peaceful recently and that a relative might pass away.

Otherwise, why would the boss, who is so busy, be studying a book with "white work" in the title?

……

"Young Master!"

"Good day, Young Master!"

A young man ignored the greetings of others and rushed into the conference room.

In the conference room, seven or eight people were sitting in a meeting.

The person in the lead saw him, and his face suddenly sank.

"Didn't you see we are having a meeting?"

The young man puffed out his chest and said loudly.

"Dad, I have a brilliant way to double the profit of our project in the Imperial Capital!"

What? The whole room was stunned.

Are you serious about saying this?

Do you know how much effort we have to spend to increase the profit by one point?

You actually shamelessly say that the profit will double?

Are you teasing a fool?

Sure enough, his father was directly furious.

"Are you having too much fun with those young models, and your brain is filled with liquid?"

"Double the profit? If you can double that project, I'll call you Dad!"

The young man said with a cheeky face.

"Dad, if you say that, our seniority will be messed up."

Seeing that his father was about to explode, he quickly handed over his phone.

"Dad, look at this first before you talk."

The father barely suppressed his anger, took the phone and glanced at it, and was directly stunned.

Is this a painting? Is this really a painting? How is this possible?!

Seeing his expression, the young man puffed out his chest and said loudly.

"Our project is a super-large commercial complex, and human traffic determines everything!"