"Senior, you're right. These videos are really artistically valuable. Even someone like me who knows nothing about photography was deeply impressed by them."
"Of course! Let me put it this way, if I say my photography skills are second, then no one in the entire Ancient City Finance Department would dare to say they are first."
Zhang Rui raised her head slightly, like a king looking down upon the world, "Put these videos on your website and publish them. Just pay the price we agreed on, one hundred yuan per video. Consider it a discount."
"Forehead……"
Chen Feng's urge to call the police intensified. "Senior, my website is too low-class and doesn't deserve to publish your elegant works."
Zhang Rui was taken aback. "What do you mean?"
"What I want to say is, senior, could you film some topics that college students would enjoy?"
"That's possible, but what about this set of videos?"
Chen Feng shrugged and didn't say anything, but Zhang Rui could still read three words on his face—I'm not buying.
Zhang Rui narrowed her eyes, her tone tinged with anger, "Chen Feng, you don't understand art at all!"
"That's right."
Chen Feng nodded. "I'm just an ordinary person who wants to make some money. I'm not even worthy to carry the shoes of a photographer like you who's full of artistic talent."
"In that case, you should cancel your collaboration with our photography art society."
Zhang Rui said coldly, "It's obvious without even thinking that a website made by an ordinary person like you would be utterly vulgar."
"As the president of the Photography Art Society, I hereby formally inform you that no member of our society will ever provide even a single video to your website."
"Now, you can leave!"
Chen Feng rubbed his nose. "Senior, why don't you reconsider? What if someone in your photography club is willing to collaborate with me?"
"I'll consider it, my ass!"
Zhang Rui roared, "As the president of the photography art club, I know best what kind of people the members are."
“Under my influence, they have lofty artistic pursuits and would never associate with someone like you who has no artistic talent and is full of the stench of money!”
"Get out of my office right now."
"You are not welcome in our photography art club!"
No sooner had the words left his mouth than a figure rushed into the office with lightning speed.
"Junior, I have not failed you. I have brought back some fantastic news!"
Holding a heavy stack of documents, Zhao He beamed with joy, "Except for our president Zhang Rui, all 67 members of our photography art club have signed the cooperation agreement!"
"They...wait, president, what are you doing here?"
Zhang Rui glanced at the agreement in Zhao He's hand, then at Chen Feng's amused smile, and suddenly felt her head buzzing!
"How is that possible? How could they all have signed cooperation agreements? Zhao He, did you use your position as vice president to pressure them?"
"I...I didn't!"
Zhao He defended himself with a wronged expression, saying, "They signed the cooperation agreement entirely voluntarily."
"Besides, their enthusiasm was so high, it was as if they were afraid that their juniors would change their minds if they signed too late. There was no need for me to put pressure on them. I couldn't stop them even if I wanted to!"
Upon hearing this, Zhang Rui's cheeks flushed red with anger, and her body trembled.
She considered that if she refused the cooperation, Chen Feng would become furious.
She also considered that Chen Feng might speak ill of her and hurl insults at her.
But she never dreamed that before Chen Feng could even speak, she would be thoroughly humiliated by the members of his photography art club!
Zhao He had just said that the members of the photography art club disdained associating with Chen Feng, and then he brought the "good news" that all members had signed a cooperation agreement?
Was I being too humorous?
"Senior, I'm leaving now."
Chen Feng took the signed agreement and smiled slightly at Zhang Rui, "Don't be angry, getting angry is bad for your health."
After saying that, Chen Feng strode away.
"Club president, I'll go see the junior off..."
Sensing the unusual atmosphere, Zhao He greeted them and followed Chen Feng out, leaving Zhang Rui standing alone in the empty office, questioning her own existence.
...
Outside the club center, Zhao He handed Chen Feng a cigarette. "Junior, did you have a conflict with our club president?"
"It's not really a contradiction."
Chen Feng lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, and said, "Senior Zhang Rui said I know nothing about art. I think she's just being presumptuous."
Zhao He remained silent for a while.
Although Chen Feng only said one sentence, Zhao He had already guessed roughly what had happened between Chen Feng and Zhang Rui.
"Actually, our club president isn't a bad person..."
"Let's not talk about these unhappy things."
Chen Feng waved his hand to interrupt, "Senior, could you introduce me to someone?"
Who should I recommend?
"I don't know his name, I only know that he is a member of your photography art club and that he took a photo called 'The Most Beautiful Smile'."
A strange light flashed in Zhao He's eyes. "Junior, are you attracted by his talent?"
"hehe!"
Chen Feng burst out laughing, "Senior, you're really good at joking."
"He has absolutely no talent whatsoever!"
"I sought him out to ask him what kind of unbearable life experiences had made him become such an unprecedented sycophant."
Upon hearing this, Zhao He's lips twitched violently.
"To capture someone's smile, you give them a Prada handbag?"
Chen Feng continued, talking to himself, "Is he so rich he doesn't know what to do with his money, or has he lost his mind?"
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