Before seven o'clock, the mother and son went downstairs together, going to work and going to school.

Both of them were holding heavy bags in their hands. The mint bag contained the information that he had written a hundred times last night, while An An's school bag contained the drawings that he had finally completed after many days.

Last night, under Zhuo Xi's guidance and advice, he finally chose the last one among his three covers. After binding, the entire manuscript was completed.

Mint looked at her son holding his schoolbag like a treasure, and couldn't help but want to laugh, "An'an, are you going to send the drawing out today?"

"Yes!" An An nodded cautiously, "I prepared everything last night. I will go to the post office next to the school in a moment. It will take at most two days to go to the organizing committee."

Mint thought about it, and she could actually help her son take the drawings directly to the convention and exhibition center, but she was in the language center, and the department where An An submitted the drawings was another, two completely different departments.

Forget it, let’s just follow the formal procedures.

"Then Mom gives you the money, and you send it by express. It's faster than regular mail, and you have to remember the insurance!" She didn't want her son's hard work to be ruined in the hands of the post office.

"Mom, I still have pocket money, which is enough!" An An said sensibly.

Mint smiled slightly and took out 50 yuan from his wallet.

An An took the Line 4 bus to school, and Mint took the Line 6 bus to work. Mother and son said goodbye at the platform.

"An'an, be careful on the road!" Mint warned his son.

An An nodded, "Mom, so are you. Goodbye, mom!"

"Goodbye!" Mint watched her son get into the car, and then looked away with relief.

After a while, the Line 6 bus she was going to take also arrived. She rushed on it, but others squeezed in harder than she did. In the blink of an eye, all the few seats on the bus were occupied.

Helpless, she had no choice but to stand.

In fact, there is not always a seat on weekdays, but today her bag was very heavy, and she felt a little tired after standing for a while.

But what else can be done? I can only endure it.

The bus swayed for an hour and a half before arriving at the Convention and Exhibition Center Station. After Mint got off the bus, he walked for a while and finally arrived at his work unit.

A few strands of sweat broke out on his forehead.

I raised my hand and looked at my watch. Fortunately, I was not late.

She adjusted her breathing slightly and walked into the French team's office area with her heavy bag in her arms.

Staff members arrived one after another in the office, and almost everyone who saw her felt as if they had seen a ghost. She pretended to ignore the strange looks in their eyes, took out all the information in the bag, picked out one of them, and walked towards the corridor.

bulletin board.

After posting it, he walked back to his seat expressionlessly, picked up the remaining materials on the table, and headed to the 28th floor.

***

It was less than nine o'clock at the moment, but Guan Shouheng was already waiting in the office. The assistant's eyes showed suspicion, but he quickly reacted and went to make coffee. When he came out of the tea room, he bumped into Mint.

"Miss Bo, you're here, morning!"

"Good morning, Assistant Liu."

The assistant quickly invited her in, "Ms. Bo, please go to the office first, and I'll get you a cup of coffee."

Mint declined and shook his head, "I only went in for a while and then came out. Assistant Liu, you don't have to be polite."

The assistant smiled lightly, turned around and entered the tea room again.

Mint directly knocked on the office door, and heard a deep male voice from inside, "Come in!"

She bit her lower lip slightly, then let go and pushed the door open.

In the huge office, Guan Shouheng was sitting there with the backlight. Due to the sunlight, his expression could not be seen clearly, but his pair of black eyes could clearly see the person coming.

She looked no different from usual, still wearing simple business attire, but her face was a bit paler and her eyes were slightly swollen, probably because she kept her head down and copied last night.

"Mr. Guan, this is handwritten information 99 times. Please check it. I have posted another copy on the bulletin board. It is a hundred times in total. One copy is not a lot." Mint put a thick stack of A4 paper on the bulletin board.

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A hundred times?

Guan Shouheng raised his eyebrows subconsciously, but her face was expressionless, except that her shoulders were straight.

He visually checked the thickness of the information on the table again, and frowned even more tightly.

"Who asked you to write it a hundred times?" His face was obviously unhappy.

Mint narrowed his eyes slightly, with an expression like "Have you lost your memory?" and did not bother to answer.

Guan Shouheng was secretly angry and pointed out sharply, "I said I was punished to write it a hundred times in total. Who asked you to write it yourself? Fang Yuan and Qiao Nawei also had to write it 30 times combined. You only need to write it 70 times!"

Mint's eyes widened suddenly, but they were full of anger. Didn't he say it earlier?

Guan Shouheng was also annoyed. Fortunately for him, he tried to find a way to help her lighten the burden. It was better for her that she had to write it 30 times more for no reason!

"It doesn't matter, I've already written it, it doesn't matter if I write it a few more times!" Mint said through gritted teeth.

Thanks to him, she now knows the policy of three exemptions and five deductions by heart, and she will never forget it in her life!

Seeing her angry expression, Guan Shouheng clenched his fist slightly, but hesitated to speak.

After a moment of silence, he said in a formulaic tone, "I punish you just as a means, the purpose is to make you remember the lesson, and you won't do it again!"

"Thank you Mr. Guan for your teaching, I will remember it!"

"Dong dong——" A knock on the door sounded.

"Come in!" Guan Shouheng said in a deep voice.

Immediately, the thick door panel of the office was slowly pushed open, and Fang Yuan and Qiao Nawei entered one after another, both holding documents in their arms.

"I'm going out to work first." Mint lowered his eyes and said, turning to leave.

The assistant also pushed in the door at this time. Seeing that she was about to leave, he quickly asked, "Miss Bo, are you leaving so soon? You haven't drunk your coffee yet..."

"Leave it for Miss Fang and Miss Qiao to drink!" Mint said with a stiff smile and walked out the door.

Guan Shouheng secretly gritted his teeth and his face became darker.

***

At ten o'clock in the morning, Guan Shouheng received a notice from the organizing committee and would meet with Zhuo Xi.

"Ocean Blue" by Zhuo Xi was selected as the main background image of the exhibition hall of this expo. The organizing committee decided to use high-tech means such as LED to fully display the Chinese style of "Ocean Blue". However, the background image of the exhibition hall must not be just "Ocean Blue"

A painting also needs to be matched with other small paintings, and the backgrounds of those small paintings have to be selected from delegations from other cities, so Sino-foreign exchanges are particularly important.

Needless to say, Zhuo Xi's painting skills are superb, but he must explain many details of "Ocean Blue" to foreigners in detail, and he must also communicate with other Chinese and foreign painters to achieve the overall effect.

I need help with language.

His English is okay, and he can speak some French, but he is not good at German, Russian, Spanish, etc., so the organizing committee arranged for him to come directly to the language center to see Guan Shouheng. Specific translation issues will be negotiated directly between the two.

After Guan Shouheng put down the phone, he suddenly became alert. Needless to say, he knew who the person Zhuo Xi wanted to name was.

The assistant didn't know the details, but he also noticed the difference in his boss's mood, so he cautiously reported, "Guan Yi, your meeting with Mr. Zhuo is about 10:30. Do you think you will meet in the office or in the reception room?"

"

"It's fine right here."

"Yes, then I'll go get ready."

Guan Shouheng nodded in acquiescence, his expression still stern.

Half an hour later, Zhuoxi arrived on time.

Guan Shouheng stood up to greet him politely, but there was no friendliness in his eyes.

"Welcome Mr. Zhuo!"

"Mr. Guan, you're welcome!"

The two big hands held each other tightly, and the smell of gunpowder suddenly spread throughout the office.

The assistant felt very strange and quickly brought tea to the guests.

"Liu Sen, there's nothing going on here. You can go out first!" Guan Shouheng sent his assistant out.

Zhuo Xi also didn't want others to be present. He sat down across from the desk and put the information he brought on the table. "Director Zhao said that if I have any questions, I can just go to Mr. Guan directly."

"No problem, this is my responsibility." Guan Shouheng picked up the information and browsed it quickly.

Zhuo Xi smiled slightly, "This year is the year of the establishment of diplomatic relations between China and France, so the organizing committee tends to select more works by French painters. Director Zhao and I discussed it and started with France, so I first need a French translator.

"

"Okay, I will arrange it." Guan Shouheng said solemnly.

Zhuo Xi raised his eyebrows playfully. From what he meant, was he deliberately pretending to be stupid and wanted to appoint someone else?

"Mr. Guan, can I choose my own personnel?" he asked knowingly.

Guan Shouheng also raised his eyebrows slightly, and said in an embarrassed tone, "I'm afraid this won't work. Everyone here in the language center has their own work. I have to consider it comprehensively to select the most suitable person."

Zhuo Xi nodded as if understanding, but added, "Mr. Guan, you also know that most people don't understand art matters, so I hope you can send me a translator who has experience in this field."

"Of course, I will arrange it properly." Guan Shouheng responded with a half-smile, his dark eyes sharp.
To be continued...