"Notify all artists in each department to submit a drawing within thirty minutes for evaluation. The passing grade is sixty minutes; anyone who fails to pass will be dismissed."
The assessment came too suddenly, but no one dared to be negligent.
This is an old rule of the league; everyone, whether new or old, must cooperate to complete it.
Otherwise, they will be eliminated.
Luo Wuyan was out on business when she received the assignment. She took her drawing tablet in the car and started drawing, finally submitting the drawing just one second before the deadline.
Lu Zhiwei was no exception and uploaded her artwork within the specified time.
The league has a rating system.
All uploaded artwork will be displayed anonymously on the software. Each artist in the alliance has an ID account and must log in to their account to go to the rating page to give a score.
Lu Zhiwei, as the leader of the alliance, has been absent from this assessment for three years.
The name ROSE has gradually faded from people's view.
Today, she is going to etch the name ROSE back into their minds.
The scoring system will release scores after thirty minutes, announcing the scores and signatures of all paintings.
Luo Wuyan rushed back to the company and finally made it in time for the opening of the score.
In a large conference room.
Artists at the company gathered together, while those in other locations could watch the league's live stream.
Luo Wuyan, panting, walked up to Lu Zhiwei, who still had William's makeup on: "Who made this lady angry today? A sudden assessment?"
Lu Zhiwei crossed her arms. "I haven't drawn at the company in so long, some people think I'm dead."
Who is it?
"Those new people you hired."
"Really? Did I hire them?" Luo Wuyan didn't quite remember. She had only glanced at the list of new hires before signing off, and she hadn't been too strict about their qualifications since they were all decent enough.
The scores started appearing on the big screen.
The screen scrolled through drawings and scores.
The loudest newcomers from earlier stared expectantly at the big screen.
"It's my turn, it's my turn! I'm sure I'll get 80 points."
The large screen displays: 58 points.
Next: 47 points.
Next one: 32 points.
...
Several arrogant faces were crushed into pieces in an instant.
All members of the alliance give anonymous scores, and everyone has the right to judge, which ensures fairness and impartiality to the greatest extent.
Luo Wuyan looked at the names on the screen; they were all the useless people she had signed up for in the first batch this spring.
She covered her face, completely ashamed to face Lu Zhiwei: "Boss, my parents were prescient in naming me Wuyan (meaning 'faceless')."
The painting scrolls to the back.
Luo Wuyan: 100 points.
The artist's skill in depicting the beauty of nature: 96 points.
Lonely Lamp: 97 points.
Unparalleled in the World: 99 points.
Seeing her score, Luo Wuyan finally relaxed: "I've finally regained my dignity."
Lu Zhiwei smiled and said, "No matter how busy you are in the future, you must be strict in managing personnel. I can't handle it all myself. I'll have to rely on you."
"I understand, boss, I was wrong." Luo Wuyan lowered his head and admitted his mistake.
Go to the last row.
A black and white sketch appeared on the screen, its composition and brushstrokes exquisite and perfect, yet retaining the fullness and softness of the figure.
Everyone thought Rose was only good at brightly colored oil paintings and watercolors.
Little did she know that sketching was also her domain.
ROSE: 100 points.
Upon seeing the rating, several newcomers who had insulted Rose widened their eyes.
This perfect score of 100 is a silent humiliation for them.
They never had the chance to meet Rose in person at the company, and only had the impression of her as an old member of the league, so they were somewhat prejudiced against her.
But when they actually saw Rose's sketch for the assessment...
Sketching is the ultimate test of every artist's basic skills.
She did it so well.
They felt inferior to them.
Several unqualified newcomers came to find Luo Wuyan with long faces.
Luo Wuyan backed away, saying, "Don't beg me, it's no use. I dare not let you live. You're ruining the reputation of our alliance. With this level of painting skill, isn't it embarrassing? You'll make me lose face too."
"No, Sister Wuyan, we're not asking you to let us stay. We just want to see Rose and apologize to her."
In the art world, admiration for strength is innate.
Strength holds absolute dominance.
“You guys go ahead and say it, she can hear you.” Luo Wuyan glanced at Lu Zhiwei, who was wearing a mask.
The newlyweds all turned around, quickly searching for Lu Zhiwei in the meeting room.
Lu Zhiwei silently left the meeting room, leaving the rest to Luo Wuyan.
What she needed was never an apology.
She enjoys the thrill of silencing every slanderous remark that has ever been made against her with her abilities.
After finishing up with the alliance matters, Lu Zhiwei rushed back to the Lu Group without stopping, held several meetings, and worked non-stop all day.
Lu Zhiwei didn't leave the group building until everyone in the company had left.
The black Maybach had been parked not far from the building for a long time, and Shen Jinmo had been sitting in the car smoking countless cigarettes.
I saw that petite figure emerge from the building alone.
He immediately stubbed out his cigarette and ordered Lin Jing to go ahead, his voice slightly hoarse.
Lin Jing started the car and drove over.
Lu Zhiwei, holding her phone, walked towards a black van. The door opened, and a woman got out and said something to Lu Zhiwei.
Lu Zhiwei immediately nodded and got into the car with the woman.
Shen Jinmo squinted and stared carefully at the license plate number of the car, confirming that it was Ruan Jizhou's nanny car.
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