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Chapter 436 Art Exhibition
Chapter 436 Art Exhibition
Fatty Liu was even happier when he heard that one car could be paid for. It turned out that the purchasing manager of the Thunderbird Group used to pay for every ten cars, which resulted in a lot of freight charges.
He vowed: "Of course, based on your relationship with Lu Daan, I guarantee that your list will be first. There is a problem."
Seeing Fatty Liu's embarrassed look, Xu Xiangbei smiled and said, "You mean the truck drivers who were injured by me? Don't worry, according to the law of Qi and blood flow, their pain will disappear in another 5 minutes, but I would like to advise you, don’t make a move at the first word, otherwise you will be the ones who will be hurt.”
"Doctor Xu is right, we will be careful."
The impounded ore truck was driven back by Lu Da'an himself, and the problem with the truck was solved. Xu Xiangbei and Xiao Li also returned to Thunderbird Company together.
In the company's parking lot, Xu Xiangbei saw a fiery red Ferrari, glanced at the license plate, and recognized that it was Shen Congru's car. It seemed that the bank boss was in his office.
Before she got to the office, Monica was wearing a light red dress that outlined her graceful and charming body. She reported to Xu Xiangbei with a smile.
"President Xu, Mr. Shen is waiting for you in your office."
"Oh, ok, I'll go right away."
Pushing open the office door, Shen Congru was sitting on the sofa holding a coffee cup, drinking coffee while admiring the oil paintings on the office wall.
That oil painting is one of the series of famous European paintings, named Girl on the Beach under the Moonlight. Xu Xiangbei doesn't know which master it came from, but he often sees the same painting in every corner of the company.
The former office director must have approved a large number of these cheap and vulgar oil paintings from an art dealer to decorate the company. On the surface, it looks very fashionable, but it is actually an illusion. Words are pleasing to the eye.
Xu Xiangbei asked with a smile: "Mr. Shen, why don't you call me when you come?"
Shen Congru had his usual gentle smile: "I called Monica, she said you were in the company, who knew that after I came, you disappeared, and she didn't even know where you went. I was about to call You call, you'll be back."
Xu Xiangbei and Xiao Li were in a hurry to resolve the truck dispute, and forgot to notify Monica.
Xu Xiangbei joked, "My nickname is Shenlong, and I don't know the end."
With a critical look, Shen Congru said to Xu Xiangbei in a straight voice: "I now realize that you are too tired, working all day, reading documents, and thinking about the company's future development. You need to relax yourself and let your The body and mind can breathe free air. And I feel that your company’s cultural atmosphere is relatively poor, such as the oil painting in your office, it is simply crudely made, and it should be replaced with a real work of art.”
Xu Xiangbei narrowed his eyes, and said with a smile: "Mr. Shen, please tell me what you have to say. You asked me to guess such a long riddle. My IQ is not high, so I can't guess it."
Throwing two colorful admission tickets to Xu Xiangbei's desk, Shen Congru explained the purpose of coming with a smile.
"This is the ticket for the art exhibition on Saturday. I am bored to go to the art exhibition alone. Can you go with me?"
Picking up the admission ticket, Xu Xiangbei looked at the theme introduction. It turned out that it was an exhibition of classical splash ink and watercolor paintings. It mainly exhibited paintings by some new generation painters and sold them on the spot.
Xu Xiangbei smiled and said, "You didn't ask me to accompany you to the art exhibition, but you asked me to buy some paintings with you to save you some face."
Shen Congru took a sip of coffee: "It's so smart. My friend is the curator of the museum. He organized this art exhibition. In order not to stand out, someone needs to take the initiative to buy a few paintings at the art exhibition. It seems that we have a strong pursuit of art. Those young people Artists, they need people like us who understand art and are willing to spend money for art to support us."
Flipping through the admission ticket in his hand, Xu Xiangbei shook his head and smiled: "I understand what you mean, we are the ones who take the initiative to spend money to buy paintings. But I am not interested in these paintings, they don't look very good valuable."
Shen Congru showed disdain on his face: "You still exposed your ugly capitalist nature, all money comes first, what we are talking about now is art and passion for life, do you understand?"
Xu Xiangbei continued to shake his head, expressing that he did not understand.
Shen Congru felt that he was at a loss for words, so he said straightforwardly: "There are some beautiful painters' works in the art exhibition, if you are willing to buy their paintings, you might be able to meet them."
"Haha, my banker, you have also fully exposed your pervert nature, pretending to pursue art, but actually wanting to sleep with beautiful painters."
"You said it too directly. The value of art is measured by money and fertilized by enthusiasm. If we don't support them, they will wither quickly like delicate flowers."
Xu Xiangbei suddenly saw the names of several young painters from the admission ticket, among them was a name he was familiar with, Su Xinyun, and the scene of seeing Su Xinyun when he was in Yanjing came to his mind. Charming and slim body.
Now that Su Xinyun's paintings were exhibited, Xu Xiangbei became interested. He smiled and said, "Okay, I'll go with you on Saturday to visit the exhibition, and I really need to buy a new painting for my office to make it look more artistic. It's not what you said, money comes first."
Seeing that Xu Xiangbei agreed to go to the art exhibition with him, and was willing to buy the new works of young painters, Shen Congru thought that he had succeeded in lobbying, and smiled complacently: "This is a good boy, don't just focus on making money, you should also improve yourself after making money. Improve your self-cultivation and improve your appreciation of art. Tomorrow, will I pick you up, or will you pick me up?"
Xu Xiangbei smiled and said, "Drive my Porsche, your Ferrari is too bright and the artistic effect is too strong."
Shen Congru's eyes were sharp, as if he had read Xu Xiangbei's mind, and said with a faint smile, "Slick tongue, you mean my car, it's too feminine, isn't it?"
Xu Xiangbei couldn't help laughing: "You said this, not me."
"Then I'll go back first. After visiting the art exhibition tomorrow, we will invite a few young painters to dinner. Would you like to participate?"
"Of course, if I don't participate, then my painting will be bought for nothing. Having dinner with the beautiful painter is the ultimate goal of our participation in the art exhibition."
Shen Congru smiled and said: "I suddenly realized that inviting you to visit the art exhibition is a kind of blasphemy against art, my God, please forgive me."
With a playful smile, Xu Xiangbei shouted to Shen Congru's leaving back: "You are mistaken, eating with a beautiful painter is not a blasphemy of art, but a sublimation of realm."
(End of this chapter)
Fatty Liu was even happier when he heard that one car could be paid for. It turned out that the purchasing manager of the Thunderbird Group used to pay for every ten cars, which resulted in a lot of freight charges.
He vowed: "Of course, based on your relationship with Lu Daan, I guarantee that your list will be first. There is a problem."
Seeing Fatty Liu's embarrassed look, Xu Xiangbei smiled and said, "You mean the truck drivers who were injured by me? Don't worry, according to the law of Qi and blood flow, their pain will disappear in another 5 minutes, but I would like to advise you, don’t make a move at the first word, otherwise you will be the ones who will be hurt.”
"Doctor Xu is right, we will be careful."
The impounded ore truck was driven back by Lu Da'an himself, and the problem with the truck was solved. Xu Xiangbei and Xiao Li also returned to Thunderbird Company together.
In the company's parking lot, Xu Xiangbei saw a fiery red Ferrari, glanced at the license plate, and recognized that it was Shen Congru's car. It seemed that the bank boss was in his office.
Before she got to the office, Monica was wearing a light red dress that outlined her graceful and charming body. She reported to Xu Xiangbei with a smile.
"President Xu, Mr. Shen is waiting for you in your office."
"Oh, ok, I'll go right away."
Pushing open the office door, Shen Congru was sitting on the sofa holding a coffee cup, drinking coffee while admiring the oil paintings on the office wall.
That oil painting is one of the series of famous European paintings, named Girl on the Beach under the Moonlight. Xu Xiangbei doesn't know which master it came from, but he often sees the same painting in every corner of the company.
The former office director must have approved a large number of these cheap and vulgar oil paintings from an art dealer to decorate the company. On the surface, it looks very fashionable, but it is actually an illusion. Words are pleasing to the eye.
Xu Xiangbei asked with a smile: "Mr. Shen, why don't you call me when you come?"
Shen Congru had his usual gentle smile: "I called Monica, she said you were in the company, who knew that after I came, you disappeared, and she didn't even know where you went. I was about to call You call, you'll be back."
Xu Xiangbei and Xiao Li were in a hurry to resolve the truck dispute, and forgot to notify Monica.
Xu Xiangbei joked, "My nickname is Shenlong, and I don't know the end."
With a critical look, Shen Congru said to Xu Xiangbei in a straight voice: "I now realize that you are too tired, working all day, reading documents, and thinking about the company's future development. You need to relax yourself and let your The body and mind can breathe free air. And I feel that your company’s cultural atmosphere is relatively poor, such as the oil painting in your office, it is simply crudely made, and it should be replaced with a real work of art.”
Xu Xiangbei narrowed his eyes, and said with a smile: "Mr. Shen, please tell me what you have to say. You asked me to guess such a long riddle. My IQ is not high, so I can't guess it."
Throwing two colorful admission tickets to Xu Xiangbei's desk, Shen Congru explained the purpose of coming with a smile.
"This is the ticket for the art exhibition on Saturday. I am bored to go to the art exhibition alone. Can you go with me?"
Picking up the admission ticket, Xu Xiangbei looked at the theme introduction. It turned out that it was an exhibition of classical splash ink and watercolor paintings. It mainly exhibited paintings by some new generation painters and sold them on the spot.
Xu Xiangbei smiled and said, "You didn't ask me to accompany you to the art exhibition, but you asked me to buy some paintings with you to save you some face."
Shen Congru took a sip of coffee: "It's so smart. My friend is the curator of the museum. He organized this art exhibition. In order not to stand out, someone needs to take the initiative to buy a few paintings at the art exhibition. It seems that we have a strong pursuit of art. Those young people Artists, they need people like us who understand art and are willing to spend money for art to support us."
Flipping through the admission ticket in his hand, Xu Xiangbei shook his head and smiled: "I understand what you mean, we are the ones who take the initiative to spend money to buy paintings. But I am not interested in these paintings, they don't look very good valuable."
Shen Congru showed disdain on his face: "You still exposed your ugly capitalist nature, all money comes first, what we are talking about now is art and passion for life, do you understand?"
Xu Xiangbei continued to shake his head, expressing that he did not understand.
Shen Congru felt that he was at a loss for words, so he said straightforwardly: "There are some beautiful painters' works in the art exhibition, if you are willing to buy their paintings, you might be able to meet them."
"Haha, my banker, you have also fully exposed your pervert nature, pretending to pursue art, but actually wanting to sleep with beautiful painters."
"You said it too directly. The value of art is measured by money and fertilized by enthusiasm. If we don't support them, they will wither quickly like delicate flowers."
Xu Xiangbei suddenly saw the names of several young painters from the admission ticket, among them was a name he was familiar with, Su Xinyun, and the scene of seeing Su Xinyun when he was in Yanjing came to his mind. Charming and slim body.
Now that Su Xinyun's paintings were exhibited, Xu Xiangbei became interested. He smiled and said, "Okay, I'll go with you on Saturday to visit the exhibition, and I really need to buy a new painting for my office to make it look more artistic. It's not what you said, money comes first."
Seeing that Xu Xiangbei agreed to go to the art exhibition with him, and was willing to buy the new works of young painters, Shen Congru thought that he had succeeded in lobbying, and smiled complacently: "This is a good boy, don't just focus on making money, you should also improve yourself after making money. Improve your self-cultivation and improve your appreciation of art. Tomorrow, will I pick you up, or will you pick me up?"
Xu Xiangbei smiled and said, "Drive my Porsche, your Ferrari is too bright and the artistic effect is too strong."
Shen Congru's eyes were sharp, as if he had read Xu Xiangbei's mind, and said with a faint smile, "Slick tongue, you mean my car, it's too feminine, isn't it?"
Xu Xiangbei couldn't help laughing: "You said this, not me."
"Then I'll go back first. After visiting the art exhibition tomorrow, we will invite a few young painters to dinner. Would you like to participate?"
"Of course, if I don't participate, then my painting will be bought for nothing. Having dinner with the beautiful painter is the ultimate goal of our participation in the art exhibition."
Shen Congru smiled and said: "I suddenly realized that inviting you to visit the art exhibition is a kind of blasphemy against art, my God, please forgive me."
With a playful smile, Xu Xiangbei shouted to Shen Congru's leaving back: "You are mistaken, eating with a beautiful painter is not a blasphemy of art, but a sublimation of realm."
(End of this chapter)
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