The Almighty Girl Is Spoiled by the Boss

The next day was the weekend, Qi Wenshi took Qin Churou to the Painting Association.

Qi Wenshi is indeed not as good as before. However, in the art world, many people still have to call him a senior.

It is just that in the eyes of some highly respected painters, Qi Wenshi is looked down upon.

When Qi Wenshi came over, members of the H City Painting Association recognized him and welcomed Qi Wenshi in respectfully.

"Call your chairman Wu Chuang here." Qi Wenshi ordered.

"The chairman is at home." The members were a little embarrassed.

Today is the weekend, only some people from the association are on duty here, most of them stay at home on vacation.

Without special circumstances, the chairman of the association will not come.

"Call him and say I have Qi Wenshi looking for him." Qi Wenshi said with a stern face.

"Okay, I'll go ask."

The members of the association went to call, and he was very dissatisfied with Qi Wenshi. Who would show him a stinky face?

After Wu Chuang heard this, his brows frowned, "Okay, I'll go over immediately."

He also read yesterday's newspaper. Not surprisingly, Qi Wenshi probably came to ask the teacher and wanted to send his apprentice up.

Others are easy to handle, but this Qi Wenshi...

Wu Chuang thought about countermeasures.

The members of the association poured glasses of water to Qi Wenshi and Qin Churou.

Qi Wenshi asked unintentionally, "I heard that a dark horse appeared in the selection of the Qinghua Painting Competition this time and took away a spot."

The members of the association can probably think of what Qi Wenshi said.

There was a touch of disdain in his eyes, but his tone was respectful, "It is true that she is a painter named "Sheng", and the chairman attaches great importance to her paintings."

"Are her paintings good?" Qi Wenshi drank from the glass in his hand, his tone disdainful.

Qin Churou was also listening carefully, her hand holding the cup tightly.

The members of the association replied, "I did not participate in this selection, I am not very clear. However, since the chairman confirmed it, I don't think it will be much worse."

"Heh, isn't it?" Qi Wenshi's tone was mocking, "I hope there is no reason, after all, I have seen a lot of this."

The faces of the members of the association were stiff.

Qi Wenshi talked both inside and outside, that the association was dirty and had inside stories.

In this way, the members of the association will be eliminated, and the members of the association will also have no patience. "Old Qi, I have something to do. I will go ahead and the chairman will come later."

I left after making an excuse.

Only Qi Wenshi and Qin Churou were left in the reception room.

Qin Churou glanced at Qi Wenshi, and asked a little nervously: "Teacher, did she rely on her own strength to come to this Sheng? If she is so good, wouldn't it be so good for us?"

Qi Wenshi glanced at Qin Churou, "We're just here to see if there is any inside story, it's okay. Not to mention--"

After a pause, Qi Wenshitou sneered, "In any case, you have to participate in the Qinghua Painting Competition."

Those who are able to participate in the Cyan Painting Competition are all outstanding paintings from all over the world.

This is a shortcut for a writer to become famous.

Qi Wenshi will not let go of this opportunity.

Qin Churou also heard what Qi Wenshi meant, no matter whether there was inside story or not, the Qinghuihui always had her place.

I breathed a sigh of relief.

Not long after, Wu Chuang also came over.

"Old Qi." Wu Chuang was respectful.

Now on the market, the price of Wu Chuang's paintings is much higher than that of Qi Wenshi. In the end, Qi Wenshi became famous earlier than him, and he was once a master of the generation. Wu Chuang still respects Qi Wenshi.

"This time the candidates in our city to participate in the Qinghua Painting Competition are Sheng and Wei Cheng. I have no doubt about Wei Cheng, but I have never heard of this Sheng. I don't know where her paintings caught Chairman Wu's eyes?" Qi Wenshi said strangely.

It was almost impossible to say that Wu Chuang preferred Sheng.