Chapter 154 The boss gave you wine

After dinner, Sun Mengzhu and his group went to the bar downstairs to drink. While they were drinking, a waiter brought them a bottle of wine.

A few people were a little surprised, "We didn't order this."

The waiter nodded and smiled, "This wine is a gift from our hotel owner."

Hotel owner?

They don't know the owner of this hotel.

After the person left, the male colleague took the wine and looked at it, slightly surprised, "The hotel owner is really generous, he actually gave me a bottle of Remy Martin."

"Strange, why did he send us off instead of others? Just because we are Sheng's employees?"

Everyone is a little confused.

"It can't be that one of us knows the hotel owner, and we are just taking advantage of him, right?"

Someone said this, and everyone started to guess in this direction.

"Who is this? So low-key and secretive."

Sun Mengzhu sat up straight, looked around, and casually smoothed the hair around her ears.

The next morning, everyone got up early and went to the art exhibition.

The art exhibition at Qingjie was better than expected. The exhibition hall of the high-end hotel was spacious and bright, the lighting was warm and soft without being glaring, and there was soothing pure music playing in the hall. Walking in the exhibition corridor, it felt like being surrounded by mountains and rivers.

The exhibition hall is also equipped with security personnel and tour guides.

In such a place, everyone calms down spontaneously. The elegance and self-cultivation of Chinese paintings strangely make people indulge in them.

Sun Mengzhu looked at the exquisite paintings with a dazed look, and was deeply shocked. Although some of the paintings were only seen on the Internet before, they were not as good as seeing them in front of her with her own eyes.

Only by seeing these paintings with your own eyes can you better understand why people have such high praise for Qingjie.

Observing the painting carefully, Sun Mengzhu's eyes became increasingly passionate and his heart beat faster.

If...if she could also hold such an exhibition and receive such praise.

How nice.

Chu Shuang accompanied Sheng Ting to look at the painting, and asked him from time to time: "Do you want to find an interpreter for you so that you can better appreciate the artistic conception of the painting?"

"Can anyone here be as professional as you? Mrs. Sheng is quite accomplished in art. It would be better if you could tell me more."

So, Hatsushimo did her best to introduce each painting to him.

After looking around, she asked him if there was any painting he particularly liked. Sheng Ting thought for a moment and pointed to the bamboo forest painting over there.

"Those bamboos are majestic and can be called masterpieces."

It was just a short sentence, but Hatsushimo was happy to hear it. "That is Qingjie's famous work, and bamboo is also the origin of her name."

She asked him, "Do you want it?"

Sheng Ting lowered his eyes and looked at her.

"Are you willing to give it up?"

"If you like me, I'll find a way to give it to you..." Before she finished speaking, Chu Shuang paused and widened her eyes, "How did you know?"

What he was asking was whether he was willing to give up the paintings. On the surface, the hotel was only exhibiting the paintings on behalf of Qingjie, and all the paintings still belonged to Qingjie.

The word "parting" is addressed to the owner.

"How do you know that Mrs. Sheng is the famous painter Qingjie?"

There were not many people at their location, so Sheng Ting spoke slowly, word by word: "The styles are so similar, and we were able to get so many works from Qingjie for the exhibition, so if others can't guess it, how can I not guess it?"

"I know better than anyone how good you are."

Chu Shuang was stunned for a while, then slowly laughed, "You are really smart."

Sheng Ting went to the rest area to answer a phone call, and Chu Shuang continued to look at the paintings.

"First frost."

Sister Xu's voice.

I turned around and saw my former colleagues. “Are you guys here at the exhibition too?”

Zhao Jun smiled happily, "You came really early. By the way, where is the gentleman you were with just now?"

"He's on a call."