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Chapter 903

It was after five o'clock in the afternoon that Wu Yaru called me. She told me a place. I had never been to that place, but I knew the street name she told me. So we made an appointment an hour later.

Meet there.

I had a long chat with Dean Zhu today, during which he talked to me about his feelings during this period since he became the dean. I knew that he was deliberately telling me some of his experiences and experiences, so I felt very sad in my heart.

I am grateful to him. But it is best not to say this kind of gratitude verbally, because the friendship between men only needs to be kept in the heart. I think so.

Yes, I identify with this person, in my heart. On the one hand, I think this person has very good qualities, on the other hand, I admire his wisdom, and even have a hint of worship. Facing someone who is better than myself

I always have a feeling of admiration for people. What’s more important is that he took the initiative to show his kindness to me. Moreover, his gesture of kindness seemed so natural. His attitude made me

There was a feeling of sympathy inside.

He has a very elegant name: Zhu Zimo. This may be one of the reasons why I have a good impression of him.

Later, when I came out of Dean Zhu's place, I found that the door to Wang Xin's office was closed. I wanted to take this opportunity to chat with him, but after knocking on the door, I found that no one answered at all.

So I had to give up.

As a result, I met him under the administration building of the hospital. I said to him with a smile on my face: "President Wang, congratulations to you."

He looked at me and smiled lightly, "I congratulate you too. Feng Xiao, I still have it, let's talk about it later."

Then he hurried upstairs, leaving me alone and embarrassed for a while. Of course I felt unhappy, thinking that this person was too arrogant, right? But thinking about the attitudes I had towards him, and adding

Now that he has a safe and different identity, I feel relieved.

I thought to myself: Well, you are the deputy mayor, so of course you have to be so arrogant. Is it okay if I don’t have contact with you?

In fact, even though I was thinking this, I still felt very uncomfortable, because I felt that there was no need for him to treat me like this. I couldn't help but think of Kang Demao's analysis of him, and I suddenly felt vaguely worried for him. However,

Suddenly, a kind of expectation surged up: it would be great if people like him were like that.

I couldn't help but smile bitterly: Feng Xiao, why are you such a person? Aren't they just a bit indifferent to you? Why bother in your heart to hope that they will reach that point in the future?

It was not yet six o'clock when I arrived at the place Wu Yaru mentioned. I found that this place was a courtyard-style restaurant. It was located in the south of the city near the suburbs. It covered a large area, even in winter.

It can also make people feel the refreshing feeling of being surrounded by green trees. When you are here, it seems that winter has passed and spring has arrived.

This place has a different name: Nanyuan Restaurant.

I called Wu Yaru outside the restaurant and asked her which room she was in. Wu Yaru told me that she had already arrived and also told me the name of the room.

The waiters here are all wearing cheongsam, and all of them are sweet and lovely. Even in this winter, the openings on both sides of their cheongsam are very high, and their slender legs are covered with flesh-colored stockings. They look slender and sexy when walking around.

The legs are so sultry. As soon as I saw these waiters, I knew that the consumption in this place must be very expensive - you know, such an environment requires money to maintain. What can't a beautiful girl do? She has to work here

Waiter? Unless he is highly paid.

As soon as I entered, a beautiful waiter greeted me. She asked me with a smile: "Sir, have you reserved a room?"

I immediately told her the name of the room. It was impossible for me to remain calm in front of such a beautiful waiter.

She smiled at me and said, "Okay. Sir, please come with me."

So I followed her and walked inside. Even though I am an obstetrician and gynecologist, I couldn't take my eyes away from her beautiful legs. This girl's figure is so good, especially her slender legs.

It attracts my eyes like a magnet.

However, my eyes were not completely attracted to her, because I found that there was a sense of spring everywhere in it.

Soon, the waiter took me to the room where Wu Yaru was. The elegant room was large and decorated in a Chinese style. The dining area was a large round table, which occupied more than half of the room. The other half of the room was

There is a set of mahogany sofas, and not far in front of the sofa is a large TV. There are also several beautiful Chinese paintings in the room, with plums, orchids, chrysanthemums and bamboos on them.

The whole room looks simple and compact, giving people a very comfortable feeling when staying inside.

Wu Yaru was smiling at me, "You are quite punctual today."

I also laughed, "When was I not on time? Sister Yaru, how did you find this place? It's really good."

She said: "This is opened by a friend of mine. The paintings he has here are all my works. How is it? Is it okay?"

I asked her in surprise: "Aren't you an oil painter? Can you also paint Chinese paintings?"

She laughed so hard, "You are an obstetrician and gynecologist, don't you know anything about surgery or internal medicine?"

I laughed and said, "Isn't this the same thing? You people who do art are different from us who are doctors."

She said: "Why is it different? At least the feeling of beauty is the same, right? The techniques are just different. Although I specialize in oil painting, I have also studied Chinese painting."

I was convinced, "It makes sense. I see." Then I asked her, "Then you made a lot of money?"

She smiled and said, "What do you earn? I help you for free."

I was very surprised, "What kind of friend? Are you so helpful?" Then I seemed to understand, "Sister Yaru, isn't this your new boyfriend?"

Her face immediately turned red, and she immediately spat at me, "You men are all like this! Shouldn't friends help each other?"

I smiled and stopped talking, because I thought her blush said everything.

She was looking at me, "Come on, let's sit down first. I've already ordered the food, which will be served in a moment. This place is very nice, the food tastes good, and the environment is okay."

I smiled and said, "It's not just possible! It should be great! Sister Yaru, isn't it too wasteful for the two of us to sit in such a big room?"

She glared at me and said, "Are you worried about money?"

I hurriedly said: "How could it be? As long as you feel good about it. It's just a meal, no matter how expensive it is, it won't cost much."

She looked at me and smiled strangely, "That's not necessarily true. The most expensive meal at this place costs more than 100,000 or 200,000."

I was shocked by her words, "No way? What can we eat? It's so expensive!"

She looked at me and smiled, "Don't worry, it won't be so expensive today. I'm talking about the most expensive thing here, because this place can make a Manchu and Han banquet."

I understood immediately, "A full banquet? I heard that it takes several days to finish. Who will come to eat?"

She replied: "You have to know that the more expensive and rare things are, the more people will come to eat them. The best-selling thing here is the Manchu and Han banquets. There are more rich people now, but people like you

There are also many people who are both rich and obsessed with money."

I couldn't laugh or cry, "Sister Yaru, you really know how to joke. Please let the waiter serve the food. I'm really hungry."

But she said: "Wait a moment."

I looked at her puzzled, "Is there anyone else coming?"

She nodded and said, "Yes."

I secretly thought in my heart: If I had known better, I should have specifically told her not to call other people. Otherwise, how would we talk about things later? You know, it is impossible for me to talk about what I want in front of other people.

But I can’t say anything more as I leave first, because after all, she has already called someone else, and I must respect her arrangement for today, “Oh, who is it? Do I know her?”

She smiled at me but said nothing. I smiled bitterly and said, "Don't be so mysterious, okay? By the way, let's take this time to talk about things first. Sister Yaru, I have something to ask you for help.

."

She looked at me, "What is it? How can I help you?"

I said to her directly: "Sister Yaru, I want to ask you to buy a painting for me. Can you? I want to give it to someone, to a leader. Isn't the Chinese New Year coming soon? I want to express

I thought about it and felt that a work of art is most suitable. It is not only elegant, but also has certain collection value."

She looked at me and smiled strangely, "Feng Xiao, I didn't expect you to start to be arty. As far as I know, many people now use such things to bribe leaders. Many professors in our college have made a fortune because of this.

fiscal."

I immediately said: "Sister Yaru, I am not arty, I really just want to express my feelings. After all, they help me so much, and it is the Spring Festival again soon, I have to express my feelings, right? Otherwise, what do you think I should give you?

What about? Cigarettes and alcohol? Money? Isn’t it too tacky? And people may not accept it.”

She asked me: "What? Have you been promoted recently?"

I felt a little proud in my heart, but what I said in my mouth was: "Why have you been promoted again? I was never an official before. But this time it's different."

She looked at me in surprise, "Why is it different this time?"

I said: "I'm going to be the director of a hospital soon. The Provincial Obstetrics and Gynecology Hospital."

She immediately laughed, "That's good, it didn't make you lose your professionalism. Feng Xiao, was it the leader you mentioned who helped?"

I nodded, "That's right. That's why I want to ask you to do me this favor. Sister Yaru, please."

She nodded, "I understand."

I was overjoyed, "Well, you're willing to do me this favor, right?"

She was still nodding, "I have a painting by our dean in my hand. It is one of his best works in the past few years."

I suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, "That's the work in your collection, right? How can I have the nerve to take away your love? What I mean is that I want to ask you to help other well-known professors paint one for me. According to the market

Just pay the price. It shouldn’t be too expensive, and of course the quality shouldn’t be too bad.”

She shook her head and said: "Since you want to give away, you must give away good works. I know that there are still many leaders who have a good appreciation of art works. They collect such things, and not everyone is arty. Not now.

Leadership qualities are still pretty good even if they have few. Haha! I’m talking about their ability to appreciate works of art.”

I still felt something was wrong, "Actually, I just wanted to express my feelings. I think if the leaders really like your dean's paintings, it would be easy to get them, right?"

She shook her head and said: "Our Academy of Fine Arts is different from other universities. We are relatively independent. Even if the leaders in the province ask for painting, it is not that easy. For example, our school's admissions are completely based on scores from high to low.

It is useless for anyone to intercede for admission."

I didn’t believe it at all, “No way? As far as I know, during the college entrance examination, the school extracts files based on 120% of the required places. In other words, if the school wants to admit 100 students,

One hundred and twenty files will be submitted, and eventually twenty people will fail. Therefore, the school’s decision-making power in these 20% is specifically for acquaintances. Moreover, the school also has some power to recruit, that is,

They say that as long as a related student’s college entrance examination score reaches the basic level, the school can enroll through the increase plan. Since there is such a policy, why doesn’t your school use it? Aren’t your leaders human beings too? They also need to help their friends,

Helping leaders solve problems?"

She shook her head and said: "I said, our Academy of Fine Arts is different. We are relatively independent. What we pursue is pure beauty, and we do not want to invade the messy things in society in an art palace like ours. Our dean has always been

Such a concept. Therefore, every year when we recruit students, we will admit students based on their scores from high to low."

I couldn't help but sigh, "I didn't expect that your school still maintains such a good atmosphere. This is a real university, a real ivory tower."

She nodded and said: "Yes. Our school is different from your medical university. Our dean almost doesn't care about the specific affairs of each teacher. He only needs everyone to complete their teaching tasks. Of course, he pays more attention to everyone's works.

The question of whether the quality has been improved, and the training of art critics... Haha! Feng Xiao, look where I have gone. You don’t understand this. After all, our majors are completely different. Feng Xiao

Laugh, if you really need a painting to give as a gift, I think the one I have is the most suitable. What do you think?"

After hearing what she said, I felt that this was the only way. So I asked her: "Sister Yaru, tell me, how much is it? Haha! I have to pay, otherwise I don't want it."

She smiled and said: "This painting was made for me by the dean when I first stayed in school. During the school event, I went to toast him with a few glasses of wine, and then there was a dance, and I also accompanied him.

I danced a few songs. Our dean was very happy that day and immediately painted two paintings for me on the spot. At that time, art works had not yet been marketed, so many of our professors gave paintings to others simply because they were happy. So I would not accept them.

It's your money, because I didn't spend any money, and even if I gave you a pair, I still have one. Not to mention we..." (To be continued)

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