Chapter 215



215 The four tyrants of the capital city

Meng Fu just told me the address. I’m looking for her. the president took the teacup and looked around the room anxiously. where is she? ”

“Wait, I’ll go get her.” Zhao fan went to knock on the door of the study and called Meng Fu out.

Meng Fu was not surprised that the president of the art Association was looking for her at this time. He lifted his chin at Zhao fan and su de. you two can go back and rest first.

Su di looked at the president. He had wanted to stay, but after hearing Meng Fu’s words, he did not force him to stay. He left with Zhao fan. alright, miss Meng, call me if you need anything.

The two of them went out together.

After the door was closed, su di took out his car keys from his pocket and asked Zhao fan, “”Who was that? What President? Is he from the go Club?”

A President. He was also the president of some Association.

Su di thought of Meng Fu’s chess skills that he had shown in the variety show, as well as the mystic essence game in the thousand people village.

Zhao fan was also carrying a bag of rubbish as she walked to the trash can downstairs. When she heard su Di’s question, she replied, ” the president of T city’s Art Association. Previously, she had drawn a picture of an old man with withered skin. The president of the art Association found out about it and even asked her to go to the art Association. He wanted her to join the art Association, but she did not agree. It has been more than a month, and he came to see her again. He hopes that he will succeed.

Unfortunately, Meng Fu did not let her stay and watch.

Speaking of this, Zhao Fan felt a little regretful. If Meng Fu had joined the art Association, it would have been much more convenient for him in the entertainment industry.

She said as she walked towards the car.

A month had passed. Zhao Fan was not as shocked as he was at the beginning. After all …

Meng Fu was someone who would even refuse to enter the art Association.

Zhao fan was shocked and shocked, and he became numb to it. He couldn’t even bring up any feelings.

After taking two steps, he realized that su di had not followed him.

Zhao Fan stopped and looked at su de. you’re not leaving? ”

Su de raised his head. He did not know what tone he should use to speak to Zhao Fan. was that the president of the art Association? ”

“Yeah?” Zhao fan nodded.

“He personally invited miss Meng to the art Association?” Su di asked again.

Zhao fan still nodded and said, “”She’s the one who doesn’t want to go in.”

Su de did not know what to say after hearing Zhao fan’s words. He could only let out a deep breath.

There were a total of ten art associations in the country. The capital city was the main Association. For the other nine art associations, the presidents of each branch Association held high positions in the capital city Art Association’s main Association. They were either high-level management or vice presidents.

These people usually lived in the capital.

The Beijing Art Association, because of its large number of people, was one level higher than the perfume Association. The higher-ups of the four major associations, the children of the reclusive families, did not dare to offend them.

The status of the four associations in Beijing was almost on the same level as the reclusive families.

That was why su di had not considered the art Association at all when he heard Zhao fan mention the president. T city was too small, and the art Association was not big either. After so many years, only a few people from the art Association in T city had been promoted to the Beijing Art Association. It was impossible for the president of the art Association to come all the way from the capital city to such a place.

After listening to Zhao fan’s explanation, su de finally understood.

The other party must have come for Meng Fu.

For the higher-ups of the Beijing Art Association to personally come to T city to invite him, it was definitely not as simple as entering T city’s Art Association. At the very least, they had the intention of taking him in.

This was what shocked su di.

A disciple of the senior management of the four major associations was not something a group leader of a small family in Beijing could compare to.

Su de’s usually unmoving and cold face crumbled a little, and his voice also crumbled.”Miss Meng, you know how to draw?”

He had met a few of the famous geniuses from the Beijing Art Association, and each of them had at least one drawing to practice every day.

When did he see Meng Fuhua?

He had a mental breakdown.

**

Upstairs.

“You really don’t want to join?” During this period of time, President Yan had also investigated Meng Fu’s information. The information he had found was very little. It was all about Meng Fu’s entertainment industry. As for Meng Fu and the Yu family, President Yan did not find much information.

Meng Fu poured himself a glass of water and sat opposite President Yan. He shook his head.”No, I won’t.”

President Yan had said a lot to her, but when he heard her say this, he was silent for a long time. He had never been a talkative person, and at this time, he couldn’t even say anything to persuade her. He just got up and prepared to ask again when there was a chance.

“Then come and find me after you’ve thought it through.” President Yan nodded at her.

Meng Fu took the teacup and followed him out.

President Yan walked to the door and remembered something. by the way, someone from the Beijing Art Association has taken a fancy to your old man ku mu painting and wants to buy it for 400000 Yuan. Are you selling it? ”

Meng Fu was a newbie, and 400000 was a sky-high price for a newbie who wasn’t famous.

Those who were more outstanding in this youth tournament only had 500000 Yuan, and that was under the many halos.

Meng Fu, who was originally lazily walking President Yan out, heard 400000 Yuan and was shocked. She looked up at President Yan and seemed to have woken up.”Four hundred thousand?”

yes, this price is just average. President Yan shook his head. I’ll reject it on your behalf. Your painting has its own style. If you continue painting and become famous in the future, it won’t be a problem for you to increase the price by tens of times. This person is buying your painting now just to collect and invest in it.

As President Yan spoke, he brought up the matter of Meng Fu entering the art Association. it’s just that you don’t want to enter the art Association …

no, ” Meng Fu suddenly grabbed President Yan’s arm and placed the cup in his hand. He then cupped his hands and bowed at a 90-degree angle, saying very respectfully, “”Master, I failed to recognize Mount Tai. Please accept this disciple’s … No, three bows!”

President Yan, whose hand was forcefully stuffed with a teacup, had mentioned it to Meng Fu many times on WeChat before this, and had personally persuaded Meng Fu for half an hour. “..??”

President Yan was such a serious person.

He had never been so stunned before.

He watched as Meng Fu walked around the hall a few times, then made him a new cup of tea. He began to wonder why she suddenly changed her mind.

When he gave his token to Meng Fu, although he didn’t say it, he had the intention to teach Meng Fu.

He looked at Meng Fu and thought for a while. He could only think of one possibility …

Four hundred thousand.

Money.

President Yan, who had been thinking for a long time and did not know why Meng Fu did not want to enter the art Association, once again said, “”..”

“Master, aren’t you going to drink?” Meng Fu stood in front of him obediently, not at all perfunctory like before. after drinking this cup of tea, you’ll be my respected teacher!

“No,” she said. President Yan shook his head.

Meng Fu was speechless.

There was reincarnation in the heavenly Dao?

She, Meng Fu, would have such a day?

President Yan looked at Meng Fu and knew what she was thinking. He took a sip of tea and said, ” I, Yan langfeng, am taking in a disciple. How can I be so perfunctory? ”

The four Beijing associations were used to being arrogant. If they didn’t set up a table and announced it to the world, how was this the style of the four tyrants of Beijing?