When the two leaders saw Sheng Mian, their eyes suddenly lit up. No one expected that Zhang Rong's closed disciple was so young and so beautiful.
"Hello, Ms. Penny, your paintings are always welcome in our exhibition hall."
"The same goes for our exhibition hall."
The two handed over their business cards one after another, looking a little excited.
Sheng Mian had always thought that when she finished all her work, she would open a studio and hold an art exhibition.
But the Sheng family is not finished yet, so even though they are very excited about this proposal, they have to politely refuse it for the time being.
"Thank you. I hope there will be opportunities for cooperation in the future."
What's more, her hands won't be able to hold a paintbrush in a short time.
Fu Yancheng's eyes have always been on her, and he frowned since he saw the white bandage hanging around her neck.
"What happened to the hand?"
Xiao Chuqing's hand was also injured, but it was just an ordinary dislocation, so he could just put it back and recuperate for two days.
Sheng Mian even hung up her hands, which was obviously more serious.
Sheng Mian ignored him and looked at Jiang Liusheng.
Jiang Liusheng did not notice the undercurrent between the two, but continued to introduce to the two directors of the exhibition.
"Penny has never taken the initiative to admit her relationship with Zhang Rong. Zhang Rong also protects this disciple very well. If she really wants to paint again in the future, you guys need to help her."
Jiang Liusheng himself is also a reputable person, and even he is on Sheng Mian's side. How dare the two leaders offend others, not to mention that they have Zhang Rong as their backer.
There is a saying that goes well, no matter who you offend, don't offend the artist.
There are too many fans of these artists, and many of them are even people from above. After all, Zhang Rong is a representative of traditional Chinese painting. Who would not be proud to buy his paintings? If this offends his disciples, he really should be made to pay for this.
If the young disciple comes forward, things will become big.
"Don't worry, Mr. Jiang, as long as Miss Penny makes a request, we will definitely agree."
Xiao Chuqing was furious when she heard this.
The two large exhibition halls in China are not easy to enter, and she is usually very aloof, but now she actually knelt down and licked a designer in front of her.
But when she thought that Sheng Mian's hand had been disabled by her, she suddenly felt extremely relaxed.
What about Zhang Rong’s disciples?
I will never be able to hold a paintbrush again!
The two people in charge brought the wine to toast Shengmian. Shengmian's wound was still healing and he didn't dare to touch the wine. However, there was no other substitute available at the scene. Just as he was about to take a sip to show courtesy, the wine glass was blocked.
Fu Yancheng took it over.
He looked at the two people and said, "Alcohol is not good for wound healing, so I will help her drink it."
He finished the glass. The two people wanted to answer the conversation, but they saw Sheng Mian taking a new wine glass from the passing waiter and looking at the two people with a smile.
"I respect you."
The two wanted to compliment Fu Yancheng a few words. After all, no one in the entire imperial capital knew Fu Yancheng.
But now Sheng Mian obviously didn't appreciate Fu Yancheng's favor. She didn't make fun of her hands, she just wet her lips and pretended to drink.
The other two people hurriedly advised, "Just say it casually, you don't have to actually drink it."
"Next time I recover, I will definitely apologize in person."
"How come, Penny, it would be our blessing if you could come to our exhibition hall."
Fu Yancheng still held the wine in his hand, but the cup was empty.
No matter how dull he is, he knows that he is hated by others.
Is Fu Yancheng hated by others?
He suppressed his temper and did not lose his temper. He stood here for ten minutes and saw her chatting and laughing with the two people.
Every time he wanted to take the initiative to speak, she would bring up other topics, distract him from his words, and pretend not to hear.
After half an hour, Fu Yancheng squeezed the wine glass tightly, feeling so angry that his liver ached.
Sheng Mian discussed the painting with others for half an hour, and then looked at Jiang Liusheng.
"Mr. Jiang, I have other things to do tonight, so I'll leave first."
Jiang Liusheng's original intention was to just let her come over and take a look, "Okay, you have to pay attention to your hands. You can't be careless when it comes to painting."
"I know."
Sheng Mian put down the wine glass in his hand, raised his feet and walked outside.
Fu Yancheng also put down his wine glass and chased after him.
Xiao Chuqing stayed by her side the whole time and acted as a transparent person. She couldn't get in the middle of the conversation when others were talking about painting.
If she really gets involved, in front of Zhang Rong's close disciples, what does she, a person who was publicly humiliated by Zhang Rong, count?
It will only lead to bigger jokes.
Seeing Fu Yancheng blocking the drink for Sheng Mian, and Sheng Mian still looking ungrateful, Xiao Chuqing was so angry that her whole body was shaking.
Why is that bitch so aloof?!
She quickly followed Fu Yancheng, "Yancheng."
Fu Yancheng did not stop, but told her, "Go find your friends by yourself."
Xiao Chuqing only felt extremely humiliated, her nails dug into her palms, and she looked at his back resentfully.