RPAGF Chapter 182 Art Exhibition
Chapter 182 Art Exhibition
The other person was startled by her, and only after regaining their composure did they call out, "Director Yu is here."
"Hmm." Yu Nanqing nodded, and seeing his reaction, she glanced suspiciously at the things on the table. When she saw the gift box on it, her brows furrowed slightly. "Did President Zhang ask you to deliver this?"
“Yes, Mr. Zhang said…” The assistant nodded, but was interrupted before he could finish speaking.
"Please return the item to him." When Yu Nanqing heard him say that, her heart skipped a beat, and she hurriedly spoke, trying to prevent something that shouldn't happen from happening.
The assistant was slightly taken aback. Remembering Mr. Zhang's instructions, he frowned slightly and said with a hint of reluctance, "Director Yu, Mr. Zhang said that this thing must be delivered to you, otherwise I don't need to come tomorrow."
"General Manager Zhang also said that this was to thank you for your help this time, and if you didn't accept it, it would be difficult for him to be the vice president."
Yu Nanqing's expression stiffened slightly. After a two-second silence, she said, "Fine, I'll return it to him myself later."
"Hmm." Hearing her say that, the assistant relaxed, her furrowed brows slowly unfurrowing. She pointed to a stack of documents under the gift box, "Director Yu, this is the list of invitations to the exhibition. I've circled the important ones. You just need to remember them roughly."
"And these are the works exhibited at the exhibition, the more famous ones. Director Yu will need to spend more time looking at them and try to remember their authors, ideas, and so on."
Yu Nanqing paused slightly, then looked down at the considerable amount of documents beneath the gift box, feeling utterly overwhelmed.
She suspected that Vice President Zhang had asked her to go to the exhibition so that he could set her up.
If the potential business partner is dissatisfied and blames her entirely, saying she made a mistake and didn't remember what she was supposed to, she will be the one who suffers.
She sighed softly, nodded dejectedly, and watched her assistant leave.
Time waits for no one, and there's not much time left before the exhibition ends. She needs to clear her mind of all distractions to remember what she needs to remember.
She did have a good memory from a young age, but she didn't think it was a good thing, because it seemed she had used that ability to hold grudges from childhood to adulthood.
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Jiangbei District.
It was already 11 a.m. when he got off the plane. Shen Mochen didn't delay replying to messages while carrying his suitcase. On the screen was the chat interface with his beloved wife. He looked at the messages she sent and his face was full of joy.
Long Yaoyao knew who he was messaging just by looking at him. It couldn't be anyone else but the woman who often came to pick him up.
Because she had never seen Shen Mochen show such gentleness towards anyone other than that woman.
She followed behind Shen Mochen, carrying a small suitcase, her eyes searching through the crowd for the person who was there to pick her up.
There's a branch office in Jiangbei, so normally there wouldn't be anyone specifically assigned to pick her up. But since she's the boss's sister, Long Aoshi specifically emphasized that she shouldn't be mistreated, so he specially arranged for someone to pick her up from the airport.
Despite Long Yaoyao's numerous attempts to stop her, she still couldn't win over Long Aoshi's love for his sister.
When she finally found him, her eyes lit up, but when she turned around, she was completely dumbfounded. Shen Mochen, who was not far away, had already gotten into a taxi by the roadside and was still replying to messages on his phone, completely unaware of her presence.
Long Yaoyao curled her lips, reached out and rubbed her forehead, then hurriedly ran over.
Fortunately, she had a loud voice; otherwise, by the time she arrived, breathless, the person would have already left.
She was panting as she stopped the car, her eyes fixed on Shen Mochen in the back seat. "Mr. Shen, the car that's picking us up is over there."
As she spoke, she felt resentful but dared not say it. It was indeed her fault for not telling Shen Mochen in advance that someone was coming to pick her up.
She bowed and apologized to the driver, then turned to meet Shen Mochen's dark eyes, which held a hint of regret. After a two-second silence, she gave a sheepish smile and said, "Mr. Shen, the branch office in Jiangbei has sent us a driver."
Shen Mochen glanced at her indifferently, then looked away and walked in the direction she indicated. "Thanks to you."
It would be foolish not to use a dedicated driver.
Seeing his reaction, Long Yaoyao gritted her teeth, picked up her suitcase, and followed him.
Shen Mochen should be grateful that she grew up with her grandmother and had a good temper; otherwise, she would be riding on his shoulders, arrogant and haughty.
The more she walked, the more resentful she became. If she had any hope for Shen Mochen before, now that hope was completely gone.
She felt that Shen Mochen was an arrogant, cold-hearted person who could only be admired from afar and not approached. Unless she caught his eye and became his leading lady, she would only be waiting to be abused.
Once in the car, Shen Mochen put away his phone and started discussing the collaboration with her. Long Yaoyao's anger came and went quickly, and she immediately got into work mode, checking the project contract and the other party's contact information with him.
This collaboration should be a must-win for them. They offered the highest price, and the advantages of working with them are enormous. So, once the contract is signed, they can head back and definitely arrive in Huaibei City before midnight.
After verifying the information, the car fell silent again, only to be broken by a phone ringing long afterward.
Long Yaoyao initially thought it was Long Aoshi calling to inquire about her situation, but it turned out to be a business partner. Upon seeing the caller ID, her expression became respectful and cautious.
The call was from the person in charge of the partner company, who said that their president was going to an art exhibition today and therefore could not come to the teahouse where they had arranged to meet to discuss the cooperation.
Long Yaoyao's expression stiffened slightly. She glanced at Shen Mochen. She had turned on speakerphone when she saw that he was a business partner.
Shen Mochen gestured and took the call.
The other party made it clear that there was no available time today and it could only be postponed to tomorrow.
Shen Mochen frowned slightly, opened his computer with the hand that wasn't holding his phone, searched for the art exhibition the other person had mentioned, and made a decision in his heart.
It doesn't matter where the talks are held, as long as an agreement can be reached, it's not a bad thing.
After hanging up the phone, he turned to look at Long Yaoyao beside him. "Could you help me get a couple of invitations to this art exhibition?"
When he asked for her help for the first time, Long Yaoyao was stunned for two seconds, then reacted quickly, searched for the art exhibition on her computer, looked up the organizer information, and her tightly furrowed brows relaxed. "Yes."
The organizer happened to be a friend of her brother, and they had a pretty good relationship.
The invitation was easily obtained, and since they didn't plan to stay overnight, the two simply went straight to the art exhibition.
When the two arrived, the art exhibition had not yet started, and the staff were still setting up the venue.
Thanks to Long Yaoyao, the staff didn't leave the two waiting at the door, but invited them into the VIP lounge on the second floor.
This art exhibition combines appreciation and sales; some paintings are for sale, while others are only for viewing.
The organizers assumed the two were there to see the art exhibition, so they enthusiastically introduced the exhibition to them.