Chapter 370 Come on in the Game, Don't Lose Too Badly

At this moment, Zi Yi tilted her head and glanced at Meng He, who was standing by an easel and sorting out painting supplies.

It happened that Meng He also turned his head to look at them.

The eyes of the two met, and Zi Yi suddenly hooked his lips at him.

Meng He inexplicably felt Zi Yi's ridicule, his face instantly sank, he put down the painting tools and walked over.

"Dou Xiangling."

Dou Xiangling turned her back to him when she heard the cry and turned to look at him.

Meng He saw her wearing a cheongsam, and his pupils shrank slightly. He lowered his eyelids before looking at her and said, "Come on in the game, don't lose too badly."

Turn around and go back.

Dou Xiangling was not angry because of his words, but found her easel position calmly.

Ziyi looked at her face and said to her, "Cousin, wait for us to finish abusing him."

Dou Xiangling finally smiled, softly and confidently: "Okay."

the other side.

Andre Road Consortium Corporation.

Fia suddenly received a call from the board of directors, and knew that the news of the leak of confidential documents was known to others. She packed herself up and went to the board room on the highest floor of the company with a blank face.

When Feiya walked into the conference room, everyone looked at her with bad eyes, as if they wanted to cramp her to the bone.

Her father even came up and gave her a slap.

Snapped!

Edward gritted his teeth and shouted angrily at her: "You actually leaked all the tens of billions of project data!"

Then another slap.

Snapped!

"Look at what you have done. You dare to touch the woman who is the chairman of the Lu Group. Did you know that the Lu Group has just ended all cooperation with us unilaterally?"

He was slapped twice in a row, even though there was a hot sting on the cheek, Fia just tilted her head, but she was still able to keep her face expressionless.

But when she heard the latter words, she was finally shocked and her heart clenched suddenly.

Edward looked at Fia's indifferent look, and was almost furious.

Not only her, but everyone on the board crusades against her.

In the end, everyone unanimously decided:

"Since you don't have the ability to manage the company, let someone who has the ability do your position."

When Feiya heard this, her emotions finally collapsed. She hysterically shouted at everyone: "Impossible! The company's achievements today were originally created by me."

Someone immediately said sharply: "The company will be bankrupted by your ignorance! You are too embarrassed to say that it was created by you... Feiya, the finance is liquidating our company, so much has been lost because of your willfulness, you just wait for compensation. Right. If you can't afford it, you will die for me!"

Many people let Fia die.

Fia had long been accustomed to these indifferent words, and returned to her expressionless face, "I will find a way to solve this matter."

"You think of a way? What can you do!" One of Feiya's aunts had a shrill voice: "Are you going to beg President Lu, or beg her woman? These two, are you worthy of them?"

Fia glanced sharply at her.

The middle-aged woman palpitated for a moment, and when she reacted, she became furious, "Edward, this is the good daughter you gave birth to, how dare you look at me like this... If our Andrews consortium handed her the power, Do we all have to be cleaned up by her?"

Everyone's faces were extremely difficult to see.

Edward pointed directly at the door of the conference room with a livid face: "Get out of here, you are not allowed to intervene in the company's affairs in the future."

"Dad, you can't..."

"Get out! If you don't get out, I'll let the bodyguards throw you out."

Fia looked at the man opposite her, her eyes indifferent, and after a few seconds, she turned and left.

She can bend and stretch, as long as she can get the control of the Ander Road Consortium, she can do anything, even bow her head and apologize to President Lu and his woman.

...

Art gallery.

The game starts at 9:00 in the morning and is divided into three games. One or two games are completed in one day today, and tomorrow is the last game.

"The first game, still life."

The president of the International Calligraphy and Painting Association pointed to the various antiques placed on the stage in front of all the contestants and announced the rules: "These are the antiques we borrowed from the museum, many antiques are from abroad, and each antique has its history. The background, the requirement of the first game is that you must draw the charm of an antique within four hours; then everyone has half an hour of observation time."

After the president of the International Calligraphy and Painting Association announced, he left the stage, leaving the space for all the contestants.

Zi Yi followed everyone towards that direction.

Many of these antiques have a history of thousands of years. If you do not know the historical background of these antiques and the cultural traditions of the dynasties at that time, even observation is useless.

Everyone took a magnifying glass to look at the antiques. Only Ziyi stood a little further away and observed all the antiques with his mental power. The national and historical backgrounds and cultural traditions of these antiques appeared in their minds at the same time.

The contestants never thought that the first game was so difficult.

Many people have a bad expression after watching it.

"Why did we draw these antiques in the first game? We don't know the historical background of these antiques at all, and even if we draw them, they have no soul!"

Not only did most of the on-site contestants show embarrassment, but even those who were watching the live broadcast of the game expressed sympathy for them.

"I don't know who came up with this topic and asked them to paint these antiques."

"Is that vase full of gems real? If so, how much is it worth!"

"Sure enough, the international painting and calligraphy competition has never disappointed people, especially this year, you found out that there is no, this year's competition, in addition to the very beautiful young lady from the Dou family of the Empire, there is also a girl who is more beautiful than her."

"God, that's an angel, right? He's so beautiful, and he looks so small, so he can make it to the finals of the International Painting and Calligraphy Competition!"

"If such a girl participates in the competition, even if she draws mediocrely, I am willing to buy her paintings."

"plus one."

...

In the back, there was a row of people who wanted to buy Zi Yi's paintings, regardless of whether they were good or not.

playing field.

Zi Yi quickly finished reading all the antiques, and turned her head to look at Dou Xiangling, who was carefully examining a piece of jade that came from the empire.

She walked over to Dou Xiangling and whispered about the background of this jade and who used it at the time.

Dou Xiangling's eyes quickly flashed surprise, and quickly suppressed it again.

Then Zi Yi told her all the information about the antiques next to her.

Her speed is very fast, the curvature of her lips is also small, and she knows how to avoid the camera. Everyone only saw her standing behind Dou Xiangling for a while and then left.

Ziyi went back to her easel and started drawing lines with a brush.