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Fang Jue shook his head, "No, it's not a replica, it's the real thing."

At his level, his eyesight has already been developed.

He let out a long sigh, "This kid has a heart. Could it be that he made some kind of deal with the He family boy to give me this gift and wronged himself?"

After much deliberation, he realized that only He Xuanchen had the ability to obtain these three sets of such treasures.

Jiang Hongbo asked worriedly, "What should I do then? Do you want me to return it for you?"

He glanced at the small box Yu Ziqing gave him, there was a pill in it, which according to her was a tonic...

Although I don't know what it is for, since it was given by my junior sister, it should be a very precious thing, so I will take it home to eat at night.

Fang Jue sighed, shook his head and said, "Forget it, it's Ziqing's wish after all, if you give it back to her, it will make her feel bad."

"What I can do is to teach her with all my strength. I observed that she listened very seriously, and it must be that she really likes to draw. I haven't taught beginners for many years. I don't know how much she can absorb. Or else Shall I speak more plainly next time?"

Jiang Hongbo said, "Teacher, in the morning, my junior sister had a little argument with Du Weiwei in the studio downstairs..."

Fang Jue's expression changed, and he said angrily, "How could you let this happen? Did Ziqing suffer?"

Jiang Hongbo felt a little embarrassed, and replied, "That's not true..."

Fang Jue sized him up and asked in confusion, "What's your expression?"

Jiang Hongbo continued, "The two of them are fighting..."

Fang Jue slapped the table heavily, his face flushed with anger, "Nonsense! You were there at the time? Why didn't you stop? Ziqing is a beginner, not even a beginner. You asked her to fight with the whole grade of the Academy of Fine Arts for the first time? Hongbo, you are confused!"

He blamed himself for not noticing Yu Ziqing's emotional changes, the child actually hid his grievances in his heart.

When he thought of this, his eyes dimmed with tears, he stood up abruptly, "Hurry up and call Ziqing back, I want to help her make the decision, and go to Du's house to settle the score!"

All the teachers and students in the school have heard about Du Weiwei's style in the school, but most of them turned a blind eye to her because of her family background and her outstanding grades.

In the past, Fang Jue had a heart of love for talents, and felt that the petty fights between children would gradually become mature after a few years in society.

But now, the one being bullied is his precious apprentice, how can he bear it?

Jiang Hongbo's expression was complicated, "That... little junior sister won."

Fang Jue felt an auditory hallucination in his ears, "What? Ziqing won? How is this possible?"

"Did you help her out of it?"

"Well... Although it's not advisable to do this, you can't let Ziqing be bullied. You did the right thing."

Jiang Hongbo was shocked. The teacher was upright and proud. He had never bowed to any authority in his life.

Now, for the sake of my junior sister, I actually said such a thing.

Jiang Hongbo said, "Teacher, my appearance is just for the sake of fairness and justice... Junior Sister won by strength."

Fang Jue was amused by him, "Strength? Whether your junior sister can understand the light and shadow of a geometric object is still unknown. How can she win?"

Jiang Hongbo took out Yu Ziqing's watercolor painting from the table and handed it to him, "Teacher, look, this is her work."

At first, Fang Jue glanced at it nonchalantly, but in the next second, his expression was dull.

Although it can't be said to be a master's work, it is definitely the style of a mature painter!

"This... are you sure she drew it?" He asked suspiciously.

Jiang Hongbo nodded, "Yes. The painting materials she used were temporarily borrowed from other students, and they were ordinary cheap painting materials."

Fang Jue: "..."

He was speechless for a while, feeling that he was being teased by that child?

Worshiping him as a teacher, but also hiding his own strength.

But he laughed instead, "Not bad! No wonder she can find the little flaws in the picture you copied."

It was he who thought things shallowly, and preconceived that the child had not enjoyed the conditions for training, so he thought that she did not have the skills to show.

He sighed, "Unexpectedly, I picked up a treasure by accident."

Jiang Hongbo smiled, "Teacher, do you think this is her real strength?"

Fang Jue was stunned for a moment, "If you paint this work, how long will it take?"

Jiang Hongbo thought for a few seconds and said, "One hour."

"How long did it take her?" Fang Jue asked further.

"Half an hour." Jiang Hongbo replied mechanically. Thinking of this, he actually felt ashamed for the first time.

He had studied with his teacher for ten years before he achieved what he is today.

Fang Jue looked at Yu Ziqing's paintings, "Her skills are already at the level of a professional painter, which means that she has practiced watercolor painting very seriously in private. Painters at this level are already rare, and it is not easy to improve. But It can also be seen that she has not learned systematically from the teacher, and she can still see some minor flaws. But her biggest advantage is that it is more spiritual than most of the students' paintings."

He pointed to Jiang Hongbo, "You are so bad. Your painting skills are among the best in the industry, but the overall style is quite satisfactory and lacks aura, so you have been stuck on this bottleneck for a long time. You can talk to her later, See if she can give you some inspiration."

Jiang Hongbo nodded, "Okay, teacher."

While Fang Jue was happy, she began to worry again, "Now I have to think about which stage to teach her."

"Hey, if this child doesn't take the initiative to show her true level, I won't expose her anymore, so let's teach her how to teach."

Jiang Hongbo said with a smile, "Maybe little junior sister just wants to go through it all over again."

Yu Ziqing returned to Yu Shi's office, turned on the computer, browsed through the company's various matters today, and found that there was nothing urgent to deal with, so she began to think.

First of all, the first thing to solve is to counter He Xuanchen's suppression, and then consider the company's future development strategy.

She also roughly understands He Xuanchen's suppression routine, the most violent is the battle for profit.

He used low profit, even cost price, to attract Yu's customers.

For example, many merchants in Longmen shopping mall settled there because of the lower rent offered by He's.

For similar products in the two shopping malls, He's is also cheaper than Yu's.

He Xuanchen completely gave up the room for profit, just to suppress Yu Shi.

Moreover, wherever the Yu family develops industries, the He family will follow closely, or even take the lead.

The most important thing is that the He family is an alliance with several other groups, and He Xuanchen took advantage of this to make Yu's profits shrink, then lose money, and finally the capital chain was broken.

Later, Mrs. Yu could only mortgage his own property loan, and found a foreign company because he could not borrow money in China.

In the eyes of ordinary people, the two families are like fighting in a ring, but everyone in the business circle knows that Mrs. Yu was beaten to death.

Yu Ziqing picked up the internal phone, dialed and said, "Secretary Yue, send me an electronic copy of the interview resumes of all employees when they joined the company."

As soon as she put down the phone, the door of the office was knocked open.

Yu Feifei walked in aggressively, looked around the office, and said sarcastically, "Yu Ziqing, you are really good."

"You asked someone to lock my brother in, and made my father sick. Now you have taken over the magpie's nest? If I hadn't heard the news, I wouldn't know that you took over the company."