fringe artist

Chapter 151 149. Chen Meiren's Good Calculation

At the end of September, the ginkgo tree has already produced fruit, and the fruit on the tree smells stinky.

Looks good but smells bad, Chen Li'an glanced at the fruit hanging on the branch, wondering if he should smash them all and throw them away.

"What are you thinking about?" Chen Meiren looked at Chen Li'an who was in a daze and asked.

Chen Li'an sniffled and said, "Don't you think it stinks?"

"I'm used to it. This smell is everywhere in the alleys of the capital from September to September." Chen Meiren said indifferently.

Chen Li'an nodded. Ginkgo trees are his favorite in courtyards in the capital, and pagoda trees are his favorite in hutongs. There are all kinds of flavors from spring to autumn.

"What kind of surprise do you say there is a surprise?" Chen Li'an remembered the business, and patted Chen Meiren who was tired of lying on his body.

Chen Meiren put her arms around Chen Li'an's neck and said, "Didn't you ask me to register an advertising company last time? It's already done. You are the chairman and I'm the general manager! I'll call you Director Chen from now on."

Chen Li'an was slightly "excited" by Chen Meiren's cute voice of Chen Dong. The only fly in the ointment was that Chen Meiren was the general manager, not a secretary.

Sensing Chen Li'an's excitement, Chen Meiren couldn't help but give him a blank look and said, "But now it's just a leather bag company, there is no one except the two of us."

Chen Li'an said nonchalantly: "It's just a matter of recruiting people. It doesn't take too many four or five people. It's mainly for investment, we don't make it ourselves."

"I haven't thought about making it myself, but I'm not sure. What if I invest in a movie or TV series that loses money?" Chen Meiren looked at Chen Li'an worriedly, her body still twisting uneasy. twisted.

Chen Li'an coughed, held down the dishonest beauty Chen and said, "Don't worry, just show me before you invest, I'm sure my vision will be fine."

"Bragging!" Chen Meiren gave Chen Li'an a white look, and then said: "I don't plan to take on any more dramas this year. I will focus on doing a good job for the company first, and try to get off to a good start!"

Chen Li'an looked at the burning ambition in Chen Meiren's eyes, raised the corner of his mouth slightly and encouraged him: "Then you will definitely become the most powerful investor and producer in the entertainment circle in the future!"

"Must!" Chen Meiren happily hugged Chen Li'an's face and kissed it, then jumped off him, pulled him into the room and said, "Let's take a look at the company's official seal and your private seal. The private seal someone made for you is really pretty."

The private seal was indeed very beautiful. Chen Li'an printed it on paper, and liked the font and the shape of the seal very much.

Chen Meiren looked at the red seal on the paper, and told Chen Li'an: "You must keep these two seals in the future, and don't randomly stamp them."

Chen Li'an nodded, and then put a "Li'an's Treasure" on Chen Meiren's Bai Nennen's arm.

"I told you not to cover it up!"

"I'll just try to see if it looks good, and you let me cover it again."

"Shameless where are you going to cover it!"

"It really looks good!"

After a night of nonsense, Chen Li'an fell into a deep sleep, while Chen Meiren raised her legs and counted silently in her heart, calculating that if she came a few more times in the next few days, she might win the lottery.

Chen Li'an, who was sleeping soundly, didn't know Chen Meiren's little thoughts, if he knew, he would probably be so scared that he couldn't sleep.

Sometimes it is a kind of happiness not to know anything, but if he really wins the lottery, Chen Li'an will probably cry.

Chen Li'an's lazy nature spent two days slacking off at Chen Meiren's place, and then he was called to school by the class teacher Li Keji.

Arriving at the gate of Nortel's school, Chen Li'an couldn't help but twitch his mouth as he looked at the banners hanging inside the school.

"Congratulations to Chen Li'an, a student from our school, for winning the Golden Lion Award at the Venice Art Biennale!"

Chen Li'an felt the enthusiasm of the school, but he was a little unaccustomed to it. Fortunately, most people in the school didn't know him, otherwise he would definitely be seen as a giant panda.

But most people don't know Chen Li'an, which doesn't mean no one knows. Xu Jinglei, who happened to have no class today, was about to go out to play. As soon as she walked to the school gate, she saw Chen Li'an standing under the banner with a disgusted expression on her face.

Seeing Chen Li'an, Xu Jinglei's first reaction was to take out her small mirror and take a look to confirm that she was still beautiful, and then walked over in small steps.

"Hi!" Xu Jinglei jumped out from beside Chen Li'an and patted him on the shoulder.

Chen Li'an turned to look at Xu Jinglei, and said with a smile, "What a coincidence, I find that I can meet you every time I come to school."

Xu Jinglei tilted her head and said with a smile, "This is fate."

"It's fate when I meet you outside the school next time." Chen Li'an replied, seeing Xu Jinglei's long legs in shorts shining white in the sun, he couldn't help asking: "You Do you want to go out? Is there no class today?"

Xu Jinglei originally wanted to say yes, but when she thought that Chen Li'an would not come to school once in 800 years, she said, "No, I just went out for a stroll, and I met you unexpectedly."

Chen Li'an looked at Xu Jinglei, who had put on makeup and was exquisitely dressed, she didn't look like she was out for a casual stroll, but he didn't know how to expose it.

"Then you go shopping first, Mr. Li has something to do with me, let's talk later."

Xu Jinglei knew that Chen Li'an was going back to school for something, otherwise how could such a great artist who was in newspapers and magazines all day come to school.

"Then you go, after you finish your work, let's go for a walk together?" Xu Jinglei took the opportunity to send out an invitation.

Chen Li'an agreed to Xu Jinglei's invitation with a nod, and then went to the teaching building.

"You have returned to China, why don't you know to come to the school to report?" Li Keji looked at Chen Li'an and couldn't help but blame.

Chen Li'an smiled and refilled Li Keji's cup, and then said: "Didn't you just come back, you are about to come to school, so you called me."

"Come on, you, if I hadn't read the news, I wouldn't have known you were back." Li Keji grumbled angrily, and then said: "You saw the banner when you entered the school, the school attaches great importance to your honor , you can’t treat the school as air.”

"Look at what you said, how can I have it." Chen Li'an showed a simple and honest smile and said, "The school is my home, how can it be air."

"The school is your home, so you can come and go whenever you want, right?" Li Keji snorted, and then said in a slow tone, "I can't miss a class this semester."

Chen Li'an nodded in agreement, then looked at Li Keji embarrassedly and said, "Mr. Li, I promise to come to class this semester, but I have to ask for a few days off first."

Hearing that Chen Li'an wanted to ask for leave again, Li Keji almost died of anger, and couldn't help but patted the table and said, "No approval! Ask for leave as soon as you come, do you have anything else to do!"

Just as Chen Li'an was about to defend himself, his cell phone rang suddenly. Chen Li'an took it out and saw that it was Director Yang, so he embarrassedly said to Li Keji: "Ms. Li, I'll answer the phone first."

"Go, go!" Li Keji waved his hand impatiently, then hugged his teacup and wanted to take a sip of tea, but he forgot the water that Chen Li'an had just refilled him, and immediately spit it out after taking a sip.

Chen Li'an, who was walking out with the phone in his hand, glanced back, and immediately stepped out before Li Keji got angry.

When he came to the corridor, Chen Li'an heard Li Keji lose his temper depressed in the office, and couldn't help laughing before answering Director Yang's call.

"Hey, Teacher Yang, why did you remember to call me?"

"Didn't I ask Gong Li to bring you a message, saying that I have something to see you, and you won't tell me when you return to your country." Curator Yang's helpless voice came from the phone.

Chen Li'an said with some embarrassment: "I'm sorry, I'm too busy to find you these days. What do you want me for?"

Curator Yang struggled for a while, thinking that Chen Li'an's character was not twitchy, so he said directly: "Have you ever thought about transferring to another school? The performance you learned will not help you at all. Do you want to come to CAFA for further studies? You just have to Nod and I'll help you with the rest."

Chen Li'an frowned, turned his head and glanced at Li Keji in the office, and then said: "Mr. Yang, I really never thought about transferring to another school, nor did I plan to."

Hearing Chen Li'an's refusal, Curator Yang was a little disappointed, but he still said: "Don't refuse in a hurry, think about it carefully, as far as I know, you have never been to a class at Nortel, which means you are wrong If you are interested in the courses there, come to CAFA, it is more suitable for you.”

Hearing Director Yang's invitation, Chen Li'an could not refuse twice in a row, so he said: "Then let me think about it, I will reply when I think about it."

Hearing Chen Li'an's tone relaxed, curator Yang said with a smile: "Then think about it carefully, but you can take the time to come to CAFA for a few days to feel the artistic atmosphere here, I'm sure you will like it."

"Okay, I'll take a look when I have time." Chen Li'an replied, and after a few more polite words with him, he hung up the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Chen Li'an shook his head subconsciously, he would definitely not be able to transfer to another school, and for no other reason, he told Li Keji that he would be ashamed to talk about transferring to another school if he could tolerate him not coming to class for a year of freshman year.

The school tolerates itself, so if you can't develop yourself, let's just step on it.

Just as Chen Li'an was about to go back to the office to continue asking for leave with Li Keji, when he turned around, he saw Li Keji standing behind him looking at him with a complicated expression.

"Ms. Li, did you hear that?" Chen Li'an looked at Li Keji and asked.

Li Keji nodded, then patted Chen Li'an on the shoulder and said, "I'm glad you can reject the teacher, but you're not firm enough."

Chen Li'an: "." Can't you hear the polite words!

Li Keji said that he couldn't hear it, so he dragged Chen Li'an into the office and asked him to promise that he would never transfer schools.

Looking at the persistent Li Keji, Chen Li'an also took the opportunity to make "excessive" demands.

"Mr. Li, please give me the leave approval first, otherwise I will go to Central America and let them approve the leave for me!"

When Li Keji heard Chen Li'an's words, not only was he not unhappy, but he smiled and said, "Okay, okay. I'll approve it for you, is three days enough?"

Chen Li'an shook his head.

"Five days, no more!"

Chen Li'an still shook his head.
"Don't overdo it, kid! One week at most, if you can't, go to Yangmei!"

Seeing that Li Keji had lost his temper, Chen Li'an immediately smiled and said, "That's one week, thank you Teacher Li. After one week, I promise to go back to school and attend classes honestly."

Li Keji asked Chen Li'an while approving the leave note, "Why are you going this time?"

"Going to Xiangjiang has something to deal with." Chen Li'an said with a smile.

The pen in Li Keji's hand paused for a moment, and then he asked, "Is it about the singing in the middle of the night? They asked you to promote it or what?"

Neither. However, Chen Li'an chose to follow the words and nodded. This is a legitimate reason.

Chen Li'an went to Xiangjiang this time to invite celebrities to endorse him. VCD will be released soon, so we must hurry up to promote it.

This is related to hundreds of millions of income, even if Chen Li'an doesn't love money, he can't ignore it.

(There's another chapter.)

(End of this chapter)