Fan Ning's action of drinking water made the suspicious Klimt subconsciously choke on his saliva.
He stood up, and a minute before leaving, Klimt suddenly said again:
"Master Fan Ning, I suddenly remembered that you quit being a member of the Guidance School and resigned as branch president. As far as I know, uh, everyone guessed that it wasn't because of any grudge between you and the Guidance School itself, right?"
"Well, no." Although Fan Ning didn't know why he suddenly brought up this topic, he responded calmly without thinking too much.
"Oh." Klimt seemed to be considering his words, "Also, I remember that you have always had a good relationship with the Holy Sun Church, whether it is public cooperation or personal relationships with several bishops."
"Of course, the next two generations of teachers are all church believers." Fan Ning couldn't help but glance at him, "And Mr. Walter, the current director of Turner Art Hall, will soon become a bishop."
Klimt seemed to be even more relieved, but he also thought about the rumors he had heard about previous rifts between partners within Turner Hall, so he continued to probe and ask:
"By the way, and how is your relationship with Miss Roy? It's a bit presumptuous to ask, but it's probably not bad, uh, although some people now say that the Bologna School and..."
What the hell do you want to say? Fan Ning rarely used the psychological activities of his previous life to criticize, so he could only helplessly spread his palms to clarify:
“Pretty good.”
Klimt bowed in relief: "Oh, oh, excuse me, we are looking forward to your publication of "New Moon"."
He finally opened the door and left.
"This person seems normal in the front, but why does he feel weird the further back he goes?" Sheeran, who was holding a pen across from him, finally muttered, "And it's only since you started talking about art journals and "New Moon"
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"Is it a special situation or a common situation?"
Fan Ning, on the other hand, dragged his chin, looked at the ceiling, and muttered to himself.
"Are today's emerging artists so sensitive to the authorities' 'evaluation rights' that they need to repeatedly confirm my relationship with those schools and churches in order to dispel their concerns?"
Quan Xilan now understood the authorities' evaluation, and she couldn't help but laugh a little ridiculously: "Caron, you mean, this Klimt just suspected you?"
"Do you suspect that the Special Inspectorate is behind you and is secretly testing the loyalty of the recommended 'potential artists'? 'You are backed by the Special Inspectorate'? Oh my God, what kind of hellish joke is this?"
"Hell joke? Maybe." Fan Ning sighed, "My secretary, maybe, this is the true perspective and true feelings of most of the 'potential artists' under the current control situation of the authorities."
Only now did he realize that in the eyes of the upper class, the relationship between the Special Patrol Office and him was very "good"!
At least it's relatively "good".
Similar to those who support and those who are supported, those who appreciate and those who are appreciated, those who serve and those who are served, managers and those who are managed, thank those who contribute and those who contribute.
Everything is simplified without the perspective of many hidden factors.
"Well, they will find out one day that they really think too much." Sheeran curled his lips, "But Caroln, the plan you said about "New Moon" is not true, right? Including yours
Position your thoughts, eh. Is it really consistent with the statement just communicated to the outside world? Since the Special Patrol Office’s control on the mystery side and the art side is so strict now, especially the right of ‘art evaluation’——”
"Otherwise, why would I come back?" Fan Ning asked with a smile, leaving her stunned for a moment.
"Who is next?" Fan Ning then picked up the form on the table, "Oh, a few old friends have brought a few new friends, my secretary, please let them in."
A few seconds later, the door was knocked and pushed open again.
The person leading the way was the "high-level insider" - Mr. Lou Adair. Today, he wore a matte fabric suit customized by Gugova on a formal occasion. His tall figure was propped up very strongly and powerfully.
The edge is restrained.
Lu is the deputy director responsible for "channels, standardization and government relations" at Turner Art Hall. Of course, this is part-time. His current main job position is the first deputy director of the Tioline Railway Company, taking over the family chaebol.
majority of the group's power.
In recent years, Earl Adair has been working on his candidacy for Speaker of the House of Commons. After focusing on political relations, his attitude towards the railway company business is basically to be a hands-off manager. What his son has not yet obtained in the end is just a few years later.
An inherited title, and a nominal position at the helm.
More than three years is actually not a long time. Now Lu is a little fatter than before, his hair is a little shorter, and the trace of kindness that once existed in his appearance has disappeared without a trace, even if he doesn't do it.
It's hard to connect him with the timpanist who is a bit student-like about losing his temper with his subordinates.
The second man who entered the office after Lu was wearing a crisp brown suit and gold-rimmed pince-nez glasses. He looked polite, courteous, and professional.
It was Fan Ning's old teammate, a weapons expert and equestrian enthusiast who guided the school's members, Lawyer Monroe.
Behind them were two middle-aged gentlemen with slightly gray hair.
The four of them sat down on the extra-long sofa one after another.
"Lou, Monroe, I finally see you bringing these distinguished guests over." Fan Ning greeted with a smile.
"Mr. Fanning, let me introduce that these two friends are the brothers and founders of the Montgomery Accounting Consulting Company."
Compared with the polite behavior of others, Lu was no longer restrained about half of his home court. He picked up the fruity cold tea from the table and poured it for several people, and then casually sat on the sofa.
"In Santa Ramburg, Montgomery Company is a staff agency that has worked in depth with multiple industry groups and government agencies for many years. Their long and professional experience in financial consulting and operational compliance consulting is absolutely convincing."
"Young Master Adair, thank you very much." The two Montgomery brothers hurriedly expressed their thanks, and the eldest Montgomery said humbly, "The employer and the employee always trust each other and achieve mutual success. Haha, Theoline Railway Company is one of our many large customers with many years of cooperation.
The longest batch, I am very happy to see that it has always maintained a strong growth trend."
The two of them looked at Monroe, who was also present next to them, and were secretly thinking about the possible cooperation or entrustment direction that Fan Ning invited them to come here today.
Well, the "Monroe Law Firm" behind Munroe has been growing bigger and bigger in recent years, and its business has blossomed all over the world. The force represented behind it is the guidance school-the asset protection party of Turner Art Hall itself.
An accounting firm, a law firm?
Do you want to go public?
"I wonder if Master Fan Ning wants us to provide financial consulting services?" Little Montgomery tried to ask, "Well, assessment in this area is quite necessary, especially for the situation of your hospital chain, whether it is business
Both the scope and business volume are growing towards the scale level of a listed group. It is similar to an inflection point before take-off. We will give you enough professional advice on how to complete the take-off."
"No." Fan Ning chuckled, "That sounds great, but let's put it on hold for now."
He slightly propped himself up towards the people on the sofa.
"I need to entrust you to conduct a comprehensive audit of the entire Turner Art Hall theater system at all levels!"