Chapter 271

To be exact, this painting gives Huang Xing a sense of deja vu.

First of all, the head of a beautiful woman with clear lines is very handsome, just like a fairy.

As the scroll is opened inch by inch, the whole woman shows up in shock. It is impossible to imagine that Chinese painting can reach such a high level. It's heartbreaking and compassionate. There is no doubt that the beautiful woman in the painting is amazing. Her style is peerless, in the painter's line, is depicted incisively and vividly.

It's beautiful!

Of course, what makes Huang Xing even more surprised is that this woman is surprisingly similar to Fu Jie.

If you look closely, you will feel more and more similar.

Fu Jie's face was filled with an expression of incredible and surprise. Huang Xing lost no time to say: the person in the painting is you.

Fu Jie shook his head and said, impossible, impossible!

Ouyang Mengjiao lost no time to tell the truth: it's you! You are the man in the picture!

How could it be me? Fu Jie feels very innocent.

Ouyang Mengjiao looked at the painting with a tut tut: I can tell you an inside story. The women Mr. Wei Haitao painted are all you. But he didn't take it out for sale, but put it in the studio and at home. Therefore, there is no woman painted by Mr. Wei Haitao on the Internet. At present, few people know that his creative direction has changed greatly.

Fu Jie asked: how do you know that? How did you get this painting?

Ouyang Mengjiao stressed: Mr. Wei and I, including dream group and Mr. Wei, have a deep communication. Including dream group headquarters hall has a vice dragon and tiger fight, is also given by Mr. Wei, free of charge. Moreover, several cultural companies under dream group are also equivalent to his brokerage company. We had a good time working together.

Fu Jie carefully examined the painting, and his face still showed a strange look.

But at this moment, Huang Xing suddenly seems to have realized something.

Not to mention Fu Jie himself, but Wei Haitao's beautiful painting. Anyone who sees it will be moved and crazy about it.

By extension, like Fu Jie, who else can control her? Just what Huang Xing knows, there are countless pursuers. At this time, a Wei Haitao suddenly appeared, which made Huang Xing's mood extremely complicated.

This is an era of culture. The great achievements of music, chess, calligraphy and painting are very attractive. Who can imagine that a famous calligrapher or a best-selling writer can earn tens of millions of yuan a year. Wei Haitao is famous at home and abroad, and his income is astronomical. A person with artistic self-restraint is of course the object favored by many women in this society. Like Han Han and Guo Jingming, they have hundreds of millions of loyal fans all over the country and even all over the world. Is that kind of appeal comparable to that of business elites like Huang Xing?

Thinking of this, Huang Xing felt a sense of self abasement. He seemed to feel that his lover was getting farther and farther away from him, making him unable to look directly at him.

Even looking up, it's difficult.

Ouyang Mengjiao slowly put away the painting, with a kind of self satisfaction in her expression.

Huang Xing seems to understand Ouyang Mengjiao's intention in an instant. She is looking for a special way to give herself and Fu Jie a little power. The strength of one's own is equal to the weakness of the other.

Like a golden cudgel, Ouyang Mengjiao stands the scroll on the table, tilts her head and asks Fu Jie: do you really want to get this painting, Mr. Fu?

Fu Jie shook her head thoughtfully: I dare not hope.

Ouyang Mengjiao said: I can give it to you. Or, you can ask Mr. Wei Haitao for a pair. He is very fond of you!

Then Ouyang Mengjiao takes another unfathomable look at Huang Xing, which makes Huang Xing feel a deeper connotation from her sentence.

In particular, the sentence "love has a special preference" will break the heart of Huang Xing!

Then the three sat down. Huang Xing arranged for Tao Fei to pour everyone a cup of coffee. Ouyang Mengjiao put her right leg on her left leg and swayed it gently. There was a kind of condescending emotion in her eyebrows. She took a hand and gently knocked on the small table next to her, saying: Mr. Yu asked me to come here this time to cooperate with you to make Xinmeng commercial building more perfect. Yu always has a point of view, that is, performance is not the only standard to measure the development of an enterprise. In addition to performance, management is more important. At present, you have really improved your performance, but the management is in a mess. Only a good management environment can ensure the sustainable development of enterprises. No matter how good the performance is, without the support of orderly management, the result will be bankruptcy.

Huang Xing lost no time to say: is it exaggerating to use chaos to describe the management of Xinmeng commercial building?

Ouyang Mengjiao frowned slightly: what does Mr. Huang mean? You mean there is no problem with the management of Xinmeng commercial building?

Huang Xing said: I didn't say that. Both Mr. Fu and I admit that there are loopholes in management. We are human beings, not gods. There are some mistakes in management, which is reasonable. Just change it. But there is no "chaos" as you call it. Otherwise, in such a chaotic situation, the performance of commercial buildings can not be growing.

Fu Jie coughed lightly and motioned for Huang Xing to say less. Ouyang Mengjiao seems to be a little surprised and even resentful of Huang Xing's words. She originally wanted to emphasize the importance of her supervisor by using the gimmick of management confusion, but Huang Xing's words made her feel redundant. But she shouldered the heavy responsibility, and was just a competitive age, of course, not willing to lose to Huang Xing. So he said: isn't that a proof of what happened that day? No matter how good a car or an engine is, there are problems with other parts. This car is also a waste. No matter how good a person's heart is, if his liver, spleen and limbs are always in trouble, he is also a patient. Of course, Xinmeng commercial building is the same. You and Mr. Fu are the heart of a commercial building. You two are really diligent and hard-working. But once you are not in the commercial building, other parts of the commercial building will go on strike immediately. Other leaders, even when you are not in office, have disturbed the management order. In the long run, Xinmeng commercial building will be doomed. Huang Xing stressed: we have rectified this phenomenon. I believe there will be no similar situation in the future. Ouyang Mengjiao hummed coldly: you are too confident, Mr. Huang. Fu Jie can't help but be worried. After all, Ouyang Mengjiao is Yu Mengqin's supervisor. Before she takes office, she can find a proper gimmick to blend in. But Huang Xing just doesn't buy her account, words force her to have no steps to go up. Perhaps, Huang Xing does not buy it, but he does not consider the intention behind Ouyang Mengjiao's words. She did not want to attack the commercial buildings, nor did she want to describe the management of the commercial buildings as nothing, but wanted to set off the importance and necessity of taking office as a supervisor. Fu Jie played a round for Huang Xing: General Manager Huang means that with your coming, together with the rectification we have done, we will work together to make the commercial building more perfect. Ouyang Mengjiao shook her head slightly, but she didn't say anything again. Fu Jie then said: Well, Ouyang supervisor, the noon time is too short. We set the time for you to receive the wind at six o'clock in the evening. What do you think? Ouyang Mengjiao frowned: I'm not so corrupt. I don't need to take the wind. Fu Jie said: I have to take it. At that time, I will call several main leaders of the company to report to Ouyang supervisor at the banquet. Get it! Ouyang Mengjiao said: Yes, but I don't want to call anyone else except you two. Fu Jie thought about it, and said: OK. Then let's narrow it down. Mr. Huang and I will meet you. However, at least we have to call one to start with. Huang Xing nodded: call Tao Fei. Ouyang Mengjiao said: you look at it, I don't participate in the opinion. Fu Jie seems to be suddenly aware of something and says: by the way, Ouyang supervisor, I have already arranged your office for you. Do you want to have a look first? Ouyang Mengjiao said: what kind of office do you want? Well, I'll share an office with Mr. Huang to save space and discuss things in time. Fu Jie looked at Huang Xing, and then said: that won't work. As a supervisor, you should at least have your own independent space. Ouyang Mengjiao frowned, and then Shu spread out: guest with the Lord, with you. But Mr. Fu, don't call me the old supervisor, just call me Mengjiao. Don't forget, I used to be a clerk the size of a sesame seed under you. Fu Jie and Huang Xing look at each other, they do not understand Ouyang Mengjiao this sentence, the real intention. She mentioned the concept of "clergyman" and also used some embellishments such as "sesame". It's easy to feel that she is dissatisfied with her past. Now she has developed and become a supervisor. To some extent, her rights even surpass Fu Jie's. compared with her previous position as a little clergyman, it's a big difference. Then Fu Jie received a phone call and said to Huang Xing: you accompany Ouyang for a while. I'm going to meet an important customer. Fu Jie is about to leave, Ouyang Mengjiao anxiously asked: do you still use to see customers in person? Fu Jie stressed: I have to personally check the relationship and business matters that affect the performance of commercial buildings. When going out, Fujie signals Huang Xing to take Ouyang Mengjiao to her office. Huang Xing did. To be exact, Ouyang Mengjiao's office is beside Fu Jie. With an area of 20-30 square meters, it has been decorated, especially the pink board platform, which is very suitable for Ouyang Mengjiao's taste. So that, in the moment of entering this office, Ouyang Mengjiao couldn't help saying to herself: Fu Jie knows my heart. Huang Xing thought, look at you! But in fact, for the long lost Ouyang Mengjiao, Huang Xing is still optimistic. After all, they had such a romantic time together.