Not allowed in?
Meng Fu was still thinking about what Mr. Jiang said, her fingertips tapping on her phone carelessly, and she was not surprised by this WeChat message -
[Leave it with you. I’ll come get it later.] 】
"Old man, since you are fine, I will take Eryu away first," Mrs. Tong took the handkerchief and politely said goodbye to Old Man Jiang. She paused and turned to Tong Eryu, "Eryu, you and Miss Meng are of the same age. Young people should communicate more when they have nothing to do."
Tong Eryu looked at Meng Fu, who was wearing an off-white top and sitting sideways on a bench with her long legs bent in a somewhat aggrieved manner. From this angle, one could only see her thin chin, her lips pursed, and her hands loosely folded. She looked cold and unapproachable.
Tong Eryu had only met Meng Fu twice and knew that she was in the entertainment industry. After hearing what Mrs. Tong said, he paused and nodded slightly: "I know."
No one in the group said anything more and all left Mr. Jiang's ward.
Recently, the Yu family and the Tong family have been paying close attention to Jiang Xinran. After the door was closed, Mrs. Tong looked at Yu Yong and asked, "You said the president of the Painting Association is really back?"
Mrs. Tong knew that the president of the Painting Association was from the Beijing Association, and she rarely went back to T City unless necessary.
No one knew the status of the Capital Painting Association better than Mrs. Tong, so when Yu Yong and others wanted to go to the Painting Association, she did not stay. Instead, she went with Jiang Xinran and others.
...
...
"It's strange," Yu Yong pressed the elevator button and explained, "The president has been coming back quite frequently these days and is very concerned about this youth competition."
At this point, Yu Yong turned to Jiang Xinran and said, "But according to internal rumors, you made it into the top ten of the Youth Championship. This year, you will most likely be included in the Beijing Association of our branch association, and the president will most likely meet with you."
Among Yu Yong's many disciples, only Jiang Xinran made it into the top ten of the Youth Competition. In this case, if he can get guidance from the president, it will not be difficult for him to pass the rematch. It is very likely that one of him will be able to enter the Beijing Painting Association.
Yu Yong also joined the Beijing Painting Association at the beginning, and because he was from T City, he was finally assigned to be the vice president of the T City Painting Association.
Over the years, he has tried many methods to recruit talented apprentices, but he has never produced a disciple who was admitted to the Beijing Painting Association, so the Yu family has been standing still and no one can take over his position in the Painting Association.
Now that the Yu family has finally produced someone who deserves to join the Beijing Painting Association and can inherit the Yu family's mantle, the Yu family's position in the painting world will definitely be established.
When Yu Yong thought of this, his heart was churning. He looked at Jiang Xinran and felt proud. This was something that was suggested by the head of their Yu family.
**
Only Meng Fu, Su Di and Assistant Jiang were left in the ward.
"Assistant Jiang, why are you here with my grandfather?" After Meng Fu replied to the president's WeChat, she looked at Jiang Yu.
"The master and the young master are both busy, so they asked me to stop by to see how the old man is doing." Jiang Yu explained to Meng Fu.
In the past, this job was done by Butler Jiang, but in recent times, Mr. Jiang no longer called him Butler Jiang, and generally Jiang Yu was in charge of all the chores.
However, Jiang Yu did not report this matter to Meng Fu.
After listening to this, Meng Fu did not ask any more questions.
When she looked up, Mr. Jiang was still looking at her. He always spoke slowly, and his breath was not very strong. "Then about the banquet..."
"It's up to you." Meng Fu thought about it and decided not to refuse.
Hearing Meng Fu say this, Mr. Jiang's eyes lit up. He sat up and spoke with some confidence, "Okay, I'll plan this matter carefully with your father!"
Meng Fu just sat there and looked at him with raised eyebrows: "Oh."
"There are a few people we must invite, and how many relatives does your adoptive mother have?" Old Master Jiang counted a few families and added Yang Hua's people, "Your friends in the entertainment industry, Teacher Li, Che Shao, Chu Yue, all of them must be invited."
Mr. Jiang was quite excited and counted quite a few people.
I was thinking about finding a few people to support Meng Fu.
After talking for three minutes, he finally calmed down and remembered something, "What do you want to talk to me about today?"
Meng Fu lowered her head to look at her phone. When she heard him finally finish counting, she said, "My monthly exam results are out."
"Monthly exam results?" Upon hearing this, Mr. Jiang paused. He glanced at Meng Fu, whose face was still cold and did not look happy. Mr. Jiang asked cautiously, "How much?"
At this point, Mr. Jiang opened his mouth again, and words of comfort came out, "It doesn't matter what you score. The rocket class is not easy to get into. If you can get into the rocket..."
Meng Fu pressed her temples. Otherwise, why did she feel that the old man talked too much? She politely replied, "750."
"Fire..." Mr. Jiang kept turning the word "fire" around in his mouth for a long time before he came to his senses. "How much...how much?"
Meng Fu looked at Mr. Jiang with difficulty in explaining.
Su Di beside her answered for Meng Fu: "Ms. Meng, 750. First, it was Teacher Zhou who called and said so personally."
Grandpa Jiang is also from T City, so he naturally knows what No. 1 Middle School is like. What's more, Jiang Xinran is a top student in the middle school. Every time there is a monthly exam, Jiang Xinran and Jiang Xinchen will report their results to Grandpa Jiang.
Mr. Jiang had a good memory, so he naturally remembered that Jiang Xinran's scores were always around 600, while Jiang Xinchen's were no more than 600.
The examination papers of No. 1 Middle School have always been difficult, and a score of over 600 is already a very high score.
750……
Old Master Jiang lifted the quilt and walked around Meng Fu several times, muttering, "750? Is our Jiang family going to have a female champion..."
When he said this, he shuddered all over.
Not to mention that the Jiang family is a merchant family, even the Yu family, a family of scholars, has never produced a number one scholar in all these years.
"Stop..." Old Master Jiang kept muttering, and Meng Fu couldn't help but raise her hand, "Grandpa, you have a good rest. I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."
Seeing that Mr. Jiang was fine and did not vomit blood tonight, Meng Fu quickly stood up and left.
It's noisy.
She closed the door. In the ward, Mr. Jiang was still standing there, looking at Jiang Yu excitedly, "Did you hear that? Fu'er is 750, first."
As he said this, he took out his cell phone and called Jiang Quan to tell him the good news.
**
Here, Meng Fu asked Su Di to drive the car to the Painting Association, and she went to find President Yan to get something.
It was difficult to park here, so Su Di sat in the car and waited for Meng Fu to come out.
President Yan’s office on the ninth floor.
When we arrived at President Yan's office, he was standing in front of a painting.
"You're here?" Seeing Meng Fu, President Yan turned around and looked at her with a smile, "Take a look at this painting. Is it a replica or an original?"
Meng Fu raised her head and looked at the painting. It was a meticulous painting of pine and crane. The painting style was awe-inspiring, grand and elegant. The paper was yellowed and looked quite old. Meng Fu took a look and concluded, "It's a replica."
President Yan paused, then raised his head in surprise, "Are you so sure?"
"Yeah." Meng Fu nodded.
Seeing Meng Fu so sure, President Yan was surprised. He asked Meng Fu to sit down first. "This painting is indeed fake, but it is very realistic. Someone sent it to the General Association for appraisal for a month, and it was only then that it was found out that this painting is not authentic. How did you know?"
Because she had seen the original.
Meng Fu thought to herself without blinking, "If it were true, you wouldn't be hanging in the study like this."
The explanation does make sense. If this painting is real, it must be priceless. It should be kept in a museum and should not be here.
But President Yan still felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't guess where it was.
I had to get down to business, "This is something your senior brother sent you."
President Yan handed two brocade boxes to Meng Fu. Both boxes were palm-sized.
Meng Fu took it but didn't open it.
"The list of preliminary rounds is out, and you are second," President Yan knew the inside information earlier than others, "I have also submitted your information, and you have to submit your work for the semi-finals within a month."
Meng Fu nodded, "Okay."
Outside, President Yan's assistant knocked on the door and said in a low voice, "President, Vice President Yu wants to see you."
The only vice president in the Painting Association is Yu Yong.
President Yan knew Meng Fu from Yu Yong. When he heard this, he said directly, "Let him come up."
After he finished speaking, President Yan turned to Meng Fu and recalled this incident. "Yu Yong is your uncle, right?"
When Yu Yong sent the painting, it seemed that he said Meng Fu was his niece.
Meng Fu was very direct, and her voice was calmer than ever before: "No."
no?
President Yan was surprised. He still remembered Yu Yong's words, but since Meng Fu said so, he didn't ask any more questions.
"Teacher, you still have guests to meet. I'll leave first." Meng Fu stood up and said goodbye to President Yan.
President Yan has known Meng Fu for a while, and he has never seen Meng Fu so cold to anyone. Everyone has some secrets. After hearing what Meng Fu said, he just went with the flow and said, "Go back. Don't fall behind in your daily copying."
"I understand." Meng Fu went out with two brocade boxes.
She put on a mask and a hat, stood next to the elevator, and after the elevator came up, she went straight in.
The elevator door slowly closed.
At the same time, the elevator opposite made a "ding" sound, and the elevator door slowly opened. Standing in the elevator were Yu Yong and Jiang Xinran.
Chairman Yan's secretary took the two into Chairman Yan's office.
Downstairs, Mrs. Tong and her group were waiting for Jiang Xinran and Yu Yong in the lounge.
Of course, they couldn't meet President Yan whenever they wanted.
Mrs. Tong was talking to Yu Zhenling and noticed that Tong Eryu was looking out the door. She couldn't help but laugh: "Eryu, what are you looking at?"
Tong Eryu watched the young man walk out the door and said hesitantly, "I seem to...see Miss Meng."
This Miss Meng is naturally Meng Fu.
Mrs. Tong was surprised and looked in that direction, "Why is she in the Painting Association?"
"I guess I saw it wrong," Yu Zhenling came over and looked out the window. Seeing no one, she picked up the teacup in the lounge and smiled, "How could she be here?"
After hearing this, Mrs. Tong felt that it made sense, so she withdrew her gaze and stopped looking.
The phone in her bag rang. Mrs. Tong picked it up and saw that it was Meng Fu's WeChat business card that she had asked someone to find.
Mrs. Tong thought for a while, and without disturbing Yu Zhenling, she forwarded the WeChat ID to Tong Eryu——
[This is Meng Fu’s WeChat.] 】
After receiving the Meng Fu business card forwarded by Mrs. Tong, Tong Eryu pursed his lips, clicked on the postcard and looked at it for a while. Thinking of Jiang Xinran, he finally pretended not to have seen it, deleted the WeChat message sent by Mrs. Tong, and did not add Meng Fu.
**
Meng Fu went downstairs and Su Di's car was waiting for her outside.
"Sister Fan has already gone home," Su Di started the car when he saw Meng Fu getting in. He looked in the rearview mirror, "Shall we go back directly?"
"Well, let's go back." Meng Fu put the two gift boxes aside and did not open them immediately.
Soon, the car drove back to Meng Fu.
When Meng Fu returned, Zhao Fan was already sitting on the sofa, holding a stack of unwrapped brown paper in her hand.
She should be on the phone with Su Cheng, "It's R's lipstick. Manager Sheng asked me to endorse it. I think it's good. Brother Cheng, do you think you can take it?"
Meng Fu is very popular now and is considered a new generation of traffic star. The resources he has access to are also very good.
Apart from "The Bourne Legacy" and "A Day of a Star", she has no other announcements. Zhao Fan wants to take advantage of her current popularity and get her an endorsement.
When he raised his head, he saw Meng Fu and Su Di coming in. Zhao Fan spoke to Su Cheng, "She's back, Brother Cheng, do you want to say a few words?"
After saying this, Zhao Fan handed the phone to Meng Fu.
I sorted out the documents in the brown paper bag myself.
Meng Fu touched his nose and took the phone, "Brother Cheng, are you here?"
"Just arrived," Su Cheng asked Wei Jingke to go out first. He stood by the French window and looked at the busy city below. "Don't cause trouble for Zhao Fan when I'm not here."
Neither Zhao Fan nor Su Di could control her.
"How is that possible?" Meng Fu sat on the sofa.
"Well," Su Cheng turned around and walked towards the computer. "The endorsement Zhao Fan mentioned is okay. It's for two years, and the endorsement fee is 10 million, in a 1+1+1 format. If you want to sign it, you can ask Zhao Fan to tell you the details."
"Ten million?" Meng Fu was a little moved. She sat up straight and said, "Okay, I'll discuss this with Sister Fan first."
After she hung up the phone with Su Cheng, she immediately became more alert, "Sister Fan, what endorsement?"
Zhao Fang had just sorted out the endorsements. She pulled out the product introduction and handed it to Meng Fu. "R's lipstick wants to expand into the domestic market and is looking for a domestic celebrity to endorse it. I'm going to try to get it for you, but it may not be successful. There are many people who want to get this endorsement. When I contacted them this afternoon, someone inside told me that Ye Shuning is also vying for this resource."
R’s lipstick is an international brand. They mainly deal in women’s cosmetics and also sell some luxury goods.
We have just started to enter the domestic market this year, and there are too many artists who want to become the brand spokesperson for R.
Winning this brand is not only a recognition of Meng Fu, but also has a significant impact on her development of overseas markets.
"But among the emerging artists in China, you have the highest traffic," Zhao Fan was very sure of this. "Your influence on the Internet is not as good as Ye Shuning's right now. She just has a better reputation than you. I think if R company really wants to expand the market, it should choose you."
Zhao Fan is also extremely confident in his own artists.
Meng Fu became popular because of "A Day of a Star", and also made the previously unpopular "Best Idol" popular again.
As a result, Ye Shuning and Chu Yue both have pretty good resources now, especially Ye Shuning. Her image as a top student goddess is very solid, she has a lot of trophies, and no negative news. In terms of reputation, Meng Fu had too much negative news before, so she cannot beat Ye Shuning in this respect.
Putting this aside, Meng Fu's popularity, topic value, and fan cohesion are far better than Ye Shuning.
As long as the R family is not stupid, they all know who is the most suitable spokesperson for R brand lipstick.
Two years, ten million.
good.
Meng Fu nodded, "Okay, go and talk."
Su Di went to the kitchen. After they finished talking about the endorsement, Zhao Fan saw the two brocade boxes that Meng Fu brought back.
"A gift from my senior brother." Meng Fu said as he opened two brocade boxes.
Inside the first brocade box was a pink jade lamp.
From the color to the texture, you can tell that it is not an ordinary thing.
Meng Fu took a look at it, put it on the table, and opened another box. Inside this box was a golden bowl carved with dragon patterns.
Zhao Fan looked at the two things. With her eyesight, she couldn't tell that they were antiques. She was only surprised by the carving of the golden bowl. "Is this golden bowl real?"
Meng Fu weighed it with her hand, then took two photos with her mobile phone and sent them to He Xiyuan——
【 (Picture) (Picture), Brother, I received it. 】
"That should be the case." Meng Fu replied to Zhao Fan, thinking that her senior brother was quite rich and would not fool her with fake things.
"Oh," Zhao Fan nodded, and then he remembered something, "What senior brother are you?"
Meng Fu: "..."
How could she tactfully tell Zhao Fan that she sold herself for four hundred thousand yuan?
On the other end of the phone, He Xiyuan looked at the message sent by his junior sister and couldn't help but frown. It seemed that his junior sister didn't particularly like this gift.
He couldn't help but ponder it.
He did not dare to ask Meng Fu whether she liked it or not, but instead sent a message to President Yan -
[Teacher, is there anything that Junior Sister likes? 】
**
at the same time.
The crew of "Our Youth".
Ye Shuning is putting on makeup. Her performance on the set is not going very smoothly. Although the role of the heroine in "Our Youth" suits her very well, she is still a little lacking in acting skills.
The agent opened the door from outside.
Seeing him in the mirror, Ye Shuning quickly stood up, "Brother Qian."
If Zhao Fan were here, he would definitely recognize that Ye Shuning’s agent is Tianle Media’s gold medal agent, Brother Qian.
Ever since Tianle Media pushed Meng Fu to other companies, Brother Qian scolded Manager An. After missing Meng Fu, he couldn't miss Ye Shuning again. After they formed a group, he signed Ye Shuning under his name.
"You are in danger this time as the spokesperson for R's lipstick." Brother Qian sat down. He was optimistic about Ye Shuning now. All of Ye Shuning's resources were acquired by him.
Hearing Brother Qian's words, Ye Shuning's assistant was very surprised, "Brother Qian, you can't take it?"
Brother Qian is also a man who can call the shots in the entertainment industry, and he has brought up two top stars.
"I heard from someone inside that Meng Fu also wants this endorsement," Brother Qian tapped the table with his hands and narrowed his eyes slightly, "If she really competes with you for this resource, you can't win over her. I will find another resource for you."
Hearing Brother Qian's words, Ye Shuning paused, she retracted her gaze, her hands hanging on both sides slightly tensed, and she said nothing.
Ye Shuning's assistant was also stunned for a moment, then frowned: "Meng Fu did it on purpose, just because the crew of "Our Youth" didn't want her, she deliberately snatched resources from her sister this time!"
Someone from the crew told Ye Shuning about Meng Fu's audition, and the news spread online. Both Ye Shuning's fans and Meng Fu's fans knew about it. Meng Fu and Ye Shuning were competing for the resources of Our Youth, but Meng Fu was not able to win over Ye Shuning.
The two groups of fans already had a grudge against each other, and because of "Our Youth", they had completely torn each other apart.
"It all depends on your ability." Ye Shuning retracted his gaze, still cold and indifferent.
"What do you mean it depends on one's own ability? It's because she has a financial sponsor!" Ye Shuning's assistant said sarcastically.
When filming "Best Idol", everyone knew that Meng Fu had a backer, but no one knew who that backer was.
She didn't say anything else, but picked up her phone and forwarded the advertisement from her partner.
Ye Shuning had already turned off private messages and @ reminders, opened Weibo, and reposted the official news of "Our Youth". Just as he was about to exit Weibo, he saw a message pop up on WeChat.
Ye Shuning casually clicked in to take a look. It was someone she had added before. This person was also in the circle. The other party sent a photo -
【(picture)】
[I have several photos of the financial backers behind Meng Fu. Are you interested? 】
Ye Shuning paused, she sat up straight, and clicked on the photo——
Inside was a candid photo. Because it was taken at night, it wasn't very clear and was taken from the side, but you could tell that the person in the photo was an elderly person who could be Meng Fu's grandfather.
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