But this year is different.
This year, she found her granddaughter, which made Madam Shi very happy. When her granddaughter said she could wake her son up, Madam Shi was even happier, and she even looked several years younger.
“It should be level nine,” Jiang Ning replied.
Level 9?
Upon hearing this, Shi Mubai glanced at Jiang Ning, his expression unreadable.
It should be noted that level nine is already considered top-tier in the world of traditional Chinese painting.
Shi Mubai believed that Jiang Ning knew a bit about traditional Chinese painting.
But if you say she's a level nine Chinese painting artist, even if you beat Shi Mubai to death, he wouldn't believe it.
How old is Jiang Ning?
I'll only be twenty after the New Year!
so.
Jiang Ning is probably lying!
Is your vanity that strong?
Doesn't she know that once you tell one lie, you have to tell countless others to cover it up?
Shi Mubai already had a problem with Jiang Ning, and after hearing this answer, his impression of Jiang Ning worsened.
"Level nine!" Upon hearing this answer, Wu Anyu exclaimed excitedly, "Miss Shi is considered a senior figure in the world of traditional Chinese painting! My daughter will be coming to the capital soon, and I wonder if we could have the honor of receiving some guidance from Miss Shi?"
Before Jiang Ning could speak, Tang An said, "President Wu, you're too kind. My Sheng Bao is the kindest person, and her Chinese painting skills are excellent. She'll definitely be happy to teach you! Right, Sheng Bao?"
In the end, Tang An shifted the topic to Jiang Ning.
Tang An did it on purpose.
She wanted to see how Jiang Ning would deal with Wu Anyu's daughter.
If the Wu family discovers that Jiang Ning doesn't know anything about traditional Chinese painting, then she'll be making a fool of herself.
The thought of Jiang Ning's humiliation filled Tang An with immense pleasure.
Wu Anyu looked at Jiang Ning, "Is it alright, Miss Shi?"
Wu Anyu naturally knew that Tang An could not replace Jiang Ning.
Jiang Ning nodded slightly, "Okay."
Wu Anyu said excitedly, "Thank you so much, Miss Shi!"
"You're welcome." Jiang Ning's voice was a little soft as she fed Chu Yi a sip of goat milk.
The conversation then turned to traditional Chinese painting. Zheng Ruanruan, the female entrepreneur sitting opposite Wu Anyu, continued, "Speaking of traditional Chinese painting, the master I admire most is Master Feng Yu. Her painting 'Returning Home on a Snowy Night' is simply breathtaking; I've remembered it ever since I saw it."
Shi Mubai asked in surprise, "Boss Zheng, you also like Master Fengyu?"
Hearing this, Zheng Ruanruan smiled and said, "Master Feng Yu has fans all over the world. She is also a breath of fresh air in the world of traditional Chinese painting. Anyone who likes traditional Chinese painting, who doesn't like Master Feng Yu?"
Feng is truly different from others.
Other painters will participate in online activities, appear on television, register short video accounts, and join Chinese painting associations to increase their visibility.
But Master Feng didn't!
Master Feng has never appeared in public since her debut. Her fans know nothing about her except her gender.
Feng Yu is a true master!
She never paid attention to those things.
They never need to promote themselves.
Just as Tang An was about to mention that he had collected works by Master Feng and wanted to show them to everyone, the butler rushed in from outside.
"Madam! Madam!"
"What's wrong?" Old Madam Shi asked the housekeeper.
The housekeeper then announced, "Mrs. Song has arrived!"
"Mrs. Song?" Old Madam Shi glanced at the clock on the wall. "What brings Mrs. Song here so late?"
This seems a bit strange.
The butler turned to look at Tang An and then said, "Mrs. Song said she has something important to discuss with Miss Tang!"
Tang An was taken aback.
Looking for her?
Is something important?
But Tang An quickly realized that Mrs. Song must have come to see her because of Song Haoran.
After all, Mrs. Song had promised her that she would become Song Haoran's god-sister.
Mrs. Song must be coming so late to thank her in front of everyone.
Thinking of this, Tang An said excitedly, "Quickly, go and invite Mrs. Song in!"
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