Ye Wo frowned and growled: "Do you have the quality?"

Shi Sangluo advised him: "Maybe we are too loud and have disturbed others. We are here to do business. It is better to do less than to do more."

Ye Wo snorted: "He must be an old man who is jealous of my youth and handsomeness."

Shi Sangluo was amused by him: "I guess so."

Ye Wo felt a little guilty: "Does it hurt?"

"...kind of."

"Then I'll go slower next time."

"Yeah." At the end, she warned: "Don't go on a rampage just because you're young. It'll be fine if you hurt me, but you'll probably be in trouble if you hurt other people."

Ye Wo nodded obediently, but still said: "I didn't expect to hurt you... I will pay attention to it in the future."

"Um."

Ye Wo snorted arrogantly: "This is you. If anyone else dares to teach me how to do things, their heads will be smashed..."

Boom!

There was another loud sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, which shook the floor.

Ye Wo was so angry that he put his hands on his hips: "Who is living in this room? There is so much movement. Could it be that he is deaf?"

The eldest young master was indifferent to his temper and did not pay attention to what he said. Shi Sangluo gently tugged on his sleeve, shook his head at him, and signaled him to stop talking.

This hotel is located at the foot of Yunxia Mountain, but it also has four stars. The people who live here are more or less of some status. In the past, he didn't care much about the company. The young master could lose his temper as much as he wanted without fear of offending others.

.

But things will be different in the future. Human relationships in shopping malls are complex, and you can offend as few people as you can.

Ye Wo knew what she meant, but he was still very unhappy. He glared at the door fiercely, but stopped talking.

Mr. Liu's secretary came out of the room and smiled when he saw the interaction between them: "I have only heard that Mr. Xiaoye has a bad temper before. When I saw him today, it was different from the rumors."

Ye Wo raised his eyebrows: "It depends on whether my temper is good or not."

The secretary smiled and said: "So, this lady must be very important to Xiaoye."

"No, she is my girlfriend..."

Before the word "friend" came out of his mouth, Shi Sangluo quickly interrupted him and extended his hand in a friendly manner: "Hello, my last name is Shi, and I am Mr. Xiaoye's secretary."

"Oh, Miss Shi, Mr. Liu is very interested in your paintings and invites you to come in and have a chat."

Ye Wo was shocked: "What the hell?! Really? Mr. Liu is interested in that ghost painting talisman?"

The secretary nodded with a smile: "Yes, our Mr. Liu's attainments in landscape painting can be said to be very high. There are not many things that can interest him. Miss Shi's painting skills are quite good, but I am half-full."

It was so rude just now, you can’t see the mountain in front of your eyes.”

Shi Sangluo didn't react much, as if he had already guessed it, but there was still a slight smile on his face: "Thank you, Mr. Liu, for the compliment."

"You two, please come with me."

The secretary led the way, leading Shi Sangluo and Ye Wo into the room.

As soon as you enter the door, there is a refreshing fragrance.

Shi Sangluo smelled it: "Is this...Rui Naoxiang?"

The secretary didn't answer, but a deep baritone voice came from inside: "Miss Shi still knows about fragrance?"

"I don't know much about it, but it's because there are elderly people in my family who like this kind of spice, so I feel familiar when I smell it." She walked forward slowly, and saw only a few futons placed in the huge living room, and hangings on the wall behind her.

There is a huge calligraphy character "Zen" on it.

Mr. Liu stood up and pointed to the futon opposite: "Please sit down."

"Thanks."

Shi Sangluo and Ye Wo were kneeling on the futon, and she finally saw clearly what Mr. Liu looked like - sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, a voice as loud as a bell, and he looked very decent.

"Mr. Liu served as a soldier before?"

"how do you know?"

"Generally, people who practice calligraphy have calluses on the first joint of the middle finger, but Mr. Liu's calluses are on the index finger and the tiger's mouth. This should only be formed after practicing shooting for a long time. To be able to develop such a thick callus, generally

It’s not possible to be an amateur, it can only be in the army.”

Mr. Liu laughed loudly: "Where did Ye Xingfeng find Miss Shi? This time it is a treasure, her eyes are very poisonous."

"I submitted my resume on my own initiative. To be honest, I have only been working for less than a week."

Mr. Liu nodded: "Qualifications are sometimes not as important as vision and wisdom. Miss Shi already has the latter two points. In time, she will become a great person."

Shi Sangluo said humbly: "Mr. Liu, you are flattering me. I'm just a secretary."

Mr. Liu was a little surprised. He looked up at her and saw that she was neither humble nor overbearing, advancing and retreating appropriately. Finally, he came to the conclusion: "It's a shame. But that painting you just made..."

His expression was a bit complicated, it couldn't be said whether he was appreciative or disgusted.

Ye Wo tensed up when he heard this, and his smile was a bit unnatural: "Mr. Liu, my secretary doesn't know how high the sky is and how high it is, so she made a random sketch, but she didn't mean to look down on you, so don't argue with her."
Chapter completed!