Chapter 28: The Art Of The Human Body
Several major investment projects launched, with daily flows of tens to hundreds of billions, flying to three or four countries on business trips within a week.
Coming last night was already very much giving face.
Winnie curiously interjected, “Mister Pei, are you mixed blood from America and China? Your appearance is just too striking.”
With this appearance and figure, if he entered the entertainment industry, he would dominate, but with his status, entering the entertainment industry would be beneath him.
“His mother is American, father Chinese.” Zhao Hesong glanced at her, smiling insincerely, “What, you like that type too?”
Winnie hurriedly denied, “Don’t talk nonsense, I’m purely appreciating.”
Mister Pei belongs to Yaoyao, how could she possibly have any ideas.
She used to like aloof types, but later became disillusioned; the one she met only resorted to cold violence during conflicts.
After breakfast, Zhao Hesong arranged a car to send them back to school.
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Domestic time, seven in the evening.
Meng Yan had just come out of the bathroom, wearing a deep V sling dress made of transparent mesh material that hid nothing.
Ever since the awkward incident in America last time, Zhao Yunrui had been much colder toward her.
If this continued, she feared that one day Zhao Yunrui would impulsively propose breaking off the engagement, and then where would she put her face.
She could find another man, but the Zhao Family only had this one; although Zhao Yunrui wasn’t as capable as Zhao Hesong, he had the advantage of being liked by Chairman Zhao, so no matter what, the Zhao Family would have a share for him.
Meng Yan naturally wouldn’t hand the Zhao Family over to someone else; when necessary, she had to maintain good feelings with Zhao Yunrui to ensure the wedding went off without a hitch.
She lit a seductive incense diffuser, lifted the quilt and got into bed, waiting for Zhao Yunrui to come out of the shower.
Bored, she picked up the black mobile phone on the bedside table and scrolled through his social software.
Who knew if Zhao Yunrui was secretly contacting his ex-girlfriend behind her back again.
Fortunately, she found nothing.
“Checking up on me again?” He stood at the bathroom doorway, brows tightly furrowed.
Meng Yan calmly flipped the mobile phone to show him the screen, “Can’t I just look at your Moments?”
Zhao Yunrui casually wiped his hair with a towel, “Did you find anything?”
Meng Yan didn’t want to upset him and was about to put down the mobile phone when she suddenly saw a Moments post, “Your brother had a birthday yesterday?”
“Don’t know.” Zhao Yunrui never cared about such things.
He and Zhao Hesong didn’t share the same mother; from childhood, the people around him loved comparing him to Zhao Hesong, and no matter what he did, Zhao Hesong was better, leaving him always living in Zhao Hesong’s shadow.
What surprised Meng Yan was, “How is Meng Shuyou there too?”
She spotted Meng Shuyou’s figure in a group photo; Young Master Zhao even invited Meng Shuyou to his birthday party, indicating their relationship was quite close.
“She went, so what, why do you care about them.” Zhao Yunrui took the mobile phone from her hand and leaned down to kiss her neck.
Meng Yan was completely not in the mood and dodged his kiss, “No, I have to go back; I’ll make it up to you next time.”
Zhao Yunrui looked displeased, “You’re playing me? You were the one who asked me, and you’re the one ditching me; I’ve already showered and now you say it’s off?”
“It’s really urgent; otherwise, make it quick, ten minutes should be enough…”
He became even more furious with embarrassment, “Who are you insulting? Forget it then.”
Meng Yan had no time to coax him, changed her clothes, and went back home.
Afraid that delays would breed trouble, she absolutely couldn’t let Meng Shuyou hook up with Young Master Zhao.
When she entered, Meng Zhenhua was just on a telephone call.
Probably the cooperation hadn’t been negotiated, as his expression wasn’t good.
After he finished the call, Meng Yan spoke up, “Dad.”
Meng Zhenhua’s voice was cold and low, “Why are you back today?”
“I came back to get something.” Meng Yan probed, “Is something not going well at the company?”
Meng Zhenhua didn’t speak, pulling a cigarette from the pack and lighting it.
“Dad, I have an idea.” Meng Yan walked over and sat down by the sofa, “Yaoyao is coming back from summer vacation soon, right? I think we can have her get engaged to Mister Xu first, make it grand, so everyone outside knows we’re in a marriage alliance with the Xu Family; then the stock will definitely rise, and those companies will actively want to cooperate with us.”
Meng Zhenhua naturally knew this was a good plan, “You think she’s still as obedient as when she was little?”
Getting that girl to obediently accept an engagement wouldn’t be easy.
Meng Yan wasn’t worried at all, “The person she cares about most isn’t Shu Man? She’ll definitely compromise.”
Meng Zhenhua was just afraid of pushing Meng Shuyou too hard and causing the opposite effect.
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Only a week and a half left until the end of this semester’s classes.
Meng Shuyou had inquired at several art galleries, but none were hiring interns.
Small independently run art studios were hiring, but at best it was just odd jobs, learning nothing substantial.
After morning class this day, Winnie asked: “Yaoyao, want to see a movie this afternoon? That suspense film is really popular online lately, with good reviews too.”
Meng Shuyou stood by the sink washing the paint palette, “I have an interview at an art gallery this afternoon.”
“Okay then, Mia and I will go.” Winnie pulled out her mobile phone to buy tickets.
“Mm, have fun watching.”
After lunch and a nap, right at three o’clock, Meng Shuyou went out to take a taxi.
The location was quite far from school; the taxi ride would take over an hour.
This art gallery had just opened recently and should still be short on painters; the person in charge had proactively invited her for a face-to-face talk.
Arrived at the destination at four-thirty; the car could only park at the roadside.
This area was a new development zone, with many studios still under renovation.
Meng Shuyou paid and got out, following the navigation through a small alley, walking seven or eight minutes before seeing a two-story bungalow.
The glass window display area hung works in different styles, along with some sculpture artworks.
She pushed the door in and went to the front desk, “Hello, my name is Elara; I have a five o’clock interview with the boss.”
“Okay, have a seat first; I’ll call her down.”
Meng Shuyou thanked her and sat on the sofa in the reception area to wait.
She looked around at the space layout: mainly original wood tones, wooden furniture, and simple displays.
After a quarter of an hour, the boss came down from upstairs; she looked quite young, around thirty, a stylishly dressed woman.
She smiled warmly and said: “You’re even prettier in person than in the resume photo; it would be a pity not to model.”
Meng Shuyou stood up and politely replied, “You’re too kind.”
“I’ve seen your resume; it fully meets my requirements.” Linda gave her a brief introduction, “We mainly do portrait paintings here, specifically according to client requests, but there’s one rather special thing…”
“What?”
“Nude art; can you accept that?”
Meng Shuyou’s brows furrowed slightly, “Nude?”
Linda said straightforwardly: “Fully nude, and mostly male clients.”
Meng Shuyou’s expression froze for a moment, then she immediately refused, “Sorry, I don’t paint that.”
“It’s all art; those famous paintings depict the same things.” Linda tried to persuade her, “Painting is painting; our salary and treatment are very generous.”
“Sorry, I don’t paint that kind.” Meng Shuyou’s attitude was firm, “I have something else; I’m leaving first.”
She turned and left right after speaking.
That kind of nude portrait painting was mostly just using art as a cover to satisfy their own perverse tastes.
She could somewhat accept painting females, but males… just thinking of the scene made her nauseous.
Coming out of the art gallery, the sky was already darkening, with dense clouds overhead, rain about to fall anytime.
