Chapter 502

"I always thought that Qingyu group was the leading painting company in Beicheng. The people in it were basically respected masters. I didn't expect that there were such scum as you!"

A group of passers-by immediately around the arrogant youth pointing.

The young man was so angry that he turned pale. He wanted to tear Su Hao to pieces and yelled angrily, "it's your honor that I like your painting. Don't be shameless! You think you are such a poor painter, who will pay a high price for your paintings if you don't have honor

Top floor office of Qingyu group

An old man in a red Tang suit was painting with a serious face.

At this moment, a knock on the door suddenly interrupted his train of thought.

The old man frowned unhappily and looked sharply at the door.

The secretary came to him in a hurry and said the things outside.

He was working outside just now. He happened to pass by the square when he saw the second generation ancestor who entered the Qingyu group through the back door snatching other people's paintings and tarnishing the reputation of their Qingyu group!

The old man said softly, "you can deal with these things. You don't have to tell me. The second ancestor... Just drive out."

At this point, the old man's lips suddenly appeared a sneer: "do you really think we can get in all kinds of cats and dogs here?"

"Sir, I come here mainly to say that the little girl is very good, no worse than the talented painter who has sprung up in Beicheng in recent years!"

"Oh?" The old man's face finally showed a touch of interest, put the brush on the shelf, "can enter your eyes, it seems that the level is really good, you bring her back to let me have a look."

As for the gifted painter... The old man gave a chill.

Those paintings are really good, and he appreciates them, but the little girl

He doesn't trust her strength!

How can a person who has never been through hardships draw such a deep painting?

At the beginning, those of them who are still experienced saw the work and gave it a very high evaluation. Then the author came out.

The old man saw sang Xinzi and felt that the little girl was too arrogant and impetuous. She didn't look like someone who could draw that kind of painting.

Maybe she became famous overnight, and some of her self-esteem was very high.

But the old man decided that her road could not be long-term, unless she went down to study.

Facts have proved that sang Xinzi has never seen her at all parties. She has never looked for inspiration or even wasted time painting. However, good works come out one by one, which makes her higher and higher.

The old man gradually had doubts in his heart, and even several friends he had made mentioned it many times.

They don't believe that there is such a genius who doesn't make any effort. They infer that she may have taken other people's works and instead of naming sang Xinzi's works publicly, she secretly sent someone to investigate the matter.

Although they couldn't find any evidence, according to Sang Xinzi's schedule and speech, they became more and more convinced that the girl didn't know how to draw and had no time to draw!

Those honors should not belong to her!

The Secretary got the old man's accurate instructions, put a smile on his face and walked down the stairs quickly.

The arrogant youth was satirized by Su Hao. He couldn't hold his face at all and wanted to hit others in a rage.

But some passers-by here can't look down and help Su Hao one after another.

He soon fell into the wind and was surrounded by the crowd, unable to move.

"You... I'm the son of the director of Qingyu group. You dare to offend me. You can't turn over in your life!"

The arrogant youth still clamored fiercely and did not dare to bow his head to show weakness.

Su Hao looked at him coldly with a sneer in his heart.

Is this man spoiled? I have no brain than sang Xinzi!

Sang Xinzi's education, even if she is arrogant and domineering, knows how to pretend to be pitiful, bully and frame her instead of causing other people's anger.

"You think you're a bit of a painter? I tell you, there are many painters in the world, and there are more nameless painters like you. There's no background. It's a dream to come out! "

At this time, a voice full of irony suddenly came: "I think you are a dream!"

The young man's back is stiff.

That voice is... The voice of the Chief Secretary of Qingyu group!

Why is he here!

"Secretary Luo, why are you here?" The young man turned and asked with a dry smile.

Secretary Luo glanced at him and said with a smile: "because I found that someone has ruined the reputation of our Qingyu group! Master Mo, you are a back door member of Qingyu group. You have no talent at all. What qualifications do you have to refuse talents on behalf of Qingyu? Mr. Chen has already spoken. You can't continue to work in Qingyu group! "

The young man's face turned pale: "no, my father is the director of Qingyu! You can't fire me so easily? "

"Oh?" Secretary Luo raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at him with a smile. "Why don't I discuss with my husband and buy back the shares of director Mo?"

Master Mo stepped back incredulously and opened his mouth, but he could not say anything.

Secretary Luo saw his frightened appearance and sneered: "do you really think Qingyu needs you? Without you, it has no influence on Qingyu. On the contrary, it can make Qingyu's reputation to a higher level, so as not to be corrupted by people like you! "

After a sharp mockery, he immediately regained his polite appearance, and politely came forward and bowed to suhao: "Miss, my miss would like to ask you to come over and have a talk."

"OK, please wait for me to clean up," Su Hao nodded without changing her face. Her temperament was quiet, and she didn't show any flattery, which made Secretary Luo's eyes instantly show a little appreciation.

They almost missed such an excellent seedling!

Fortunately, he has the wisdom of knowing people!

Secretary Luo praised himself secretly in his heart. He didn't look at the young man beside him. He took Su Hao and turned to leave.

"Dong Dong ~" the knock on the door rang out.

The old man sat on the sofa with a cup of hot tea in his hand. He took a sip and said slowly, "please come in."

Secretary Luo and suhao come in from the outside.

He raised his eyes slightly. Although his eyes were turbid, they showed a sharp momentum.

Su Hao's face didn't change at all with his scanning eyes.

She has experienced so many aspects, and her mind can be said to be more mature than this old man. Especially, she has been a leader, and she has been deliberately oppressed by many leaders. How can she fall into the disadvantage in this situation.

The old man looked at her and found that the girl's face had not changed at all. Then he slowly withdrew his eyes.

"Do you deliberately paint outside?"

He sipped his tea and asked sharply.

Su Xiaoxiao said slightly: "yes."

The old man seemed to be surprised at her direct arrival. He raised his eyelids in amazement and gave her a look.

After a while, he suddenly burst out with a laugh: "you are sincere, but it's not good to be too utilitarian!"

"I'm confident, not utilitarian. Although I don't have awards, I believe I'm qualified to enter Qingyu." Su Hao said boldly.

"When I set up an easel outside, I just hope that a senior of Qingyu group happens to take a fancy to me. It turns out that I am very lucky and have enough strength."

The smile on the old man's face grew stronger.

He appreciated Su Hao's confidence and magnanimity. Although she was proud, she didn't make people hate her. On the contrary, she was very likable.

"Yes? I'd like to see how good your strength is, so that my Secretary can recommend it personally. "

As soon as Su Hao heard this, he looked at the man beside him in surprise. His eyes showed some gratitude, and then he took out the semi-finished product he had just painted in the square.

"Old man, this is my painting just now. It's still semi-finished. I hope you can give me some advice."

Mr. Mu sat up straight and looked closely. His eyes suddenly brightened. He hurriedly took out his glasses and carefully looked at the painting for a long time. Suddenly, he sighed: "good painting! Is this what you just drew? "

"Yes."

"Tell me the moral of this painting." Mr. Mu continued.

Although it's only a semi-finished product, you can see the skill.

Compared with this, the work of that talented painter is too depressing and depressing, and still young.

He couldn't imagine that the painting was made by a girl in her early twenties.

"I named this painting freedom. The storm can't break the wings of a seagull. It will fight against the storm to the death. When the rain clears up, it will fly further and higher."

storm? Secretary Luo pursed her lips, and a trace of confusion appeared on her handsome and elegant face. After a close look, she suddenly found something she had not noticed.

In Su Hao's paintings, the colors of the corners render very well.

It is because of the hidden dark which is not easy for people to detect that it highlights the value of peace and tranquility and makes people feel more and more happy.

No wonder many people are in a good mood after seeing this painting.

"Yes, how did you get that inspiration?" The old man nodded with satisfaction.

"Because of the heart." Su Hao pointed to his heart.

This is what the original owner wanted.

"When I get out of the cage, can do what I want to do, stand in the park, breathing clean air, inspiration comes naturally," suhao said with a smile and lips.

The old man took a meaningful look at her, and suddenly put it into Su Hao's eyes, with a look of shock.

The little girl is still so young, but she looks like an old man who has read all the vicissitudes of life. Her eyes are unfathomable and full of mature charm. It seems that she has experienced many things in the world, which is shocking.

She really has the ability to make such a good work!

"You can finish the painting here. I'll have someone prepare a contract for you after the painting."

"Yes, thank you, old man."

Su Hao put up his easel and finished his work with the eyes of the old man and Secretary Luo.

After finishing the painting, Su Hao straightened it out and walked up to the old man with a smile: "it's just a feeling. It's also the most satisfactory painting I've ever painted."

As if he had found a treasure, the old man snatched the painting away, but he was afraid that he would tear it up too recklessly.

He spread the picture carefully on the table and watched it carefully.

This little girl's painting is a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation!