The Wang family between the water and the clouds has a elder sister

The members of the art club persuaded the owner of the gallery to turn the personal art exhibition into a group art exhibition, and finally the owner agreed.And everyone who heard the news was very happy, and worked harder to draw their own satisfactory works.At this time, no one has time to think about Mei Ruohong anymore.

And Mei Ruohong's work can be said to be a mess, Ziyan was the first to hear the news.Because she knew that Du Shiquan had arranged Mei Ruohong into the company, she canceled the next cooperation between the two companies, and then learned from her partner that Du Shiquan's current company was in chaos.

On the day when the art exhibition was held, Mei Ruohong got the news from nowhere, and rushed to the crowd who were welcoming the guests in a panic.

He said sadly and anxiously, "Joint art exhibition? Why didn't you call me when you held a joint art exhibition? Don't you know how much I look forward to having an art exhibition to display my paintings? Now that the art exhibition has started, I am now It’s too late to go back and get it!”

The people at the art fair didn't want to talk to him, but he shook this and that, with a grief-stricken expression on his face, as if he was the one who was hurt.

Zhong Shuqi wanted to say something to him, but when he thought of Cuiping lying in the hospital, he swallowed the words again.In the past few days, they had already visited Cuiping, thinking of that strong woman and sensible Huaer, and seeing this messy Mei Ruohong, Zhong Shuqi never wanted to say a word to him again.

Ziyan happened to come here at this time, and William followed of course.Back in Hangzhou these days, William is like a leg pendant of hers, following wherever she goes, making everyone think she hired a foreign bodyguard.

Seeing the slovenly Mei Ruohong, Ziyan frowned, and for Du Shiquan's sake, she forced herself to greet her, "Hello, Manager Mei, I have time to see Zimo's art exhibition today."

Ziyan was just being polite, but Mei Ruohong's face was full of pain when she just quoted it with a single sentence.He pulled his hair and said, got up, and yelled: "Stop! Stop! Don't say it, I lost! I lost, okay? And my name is not 'Manager Mei', since I After being called 'Manager Mei', I am a veritable 'Manager Mold'! I don't care about everything! I quit! I will let this 'Manager Mold' become 'No Manager', okay?"

It turned out that since Mei Ruohong became a manager, after a month of training, he started to work formally, and only then did he realize that everything is difficult.There are always unclear numbers, there are always unclear port names, there are always unclear route maps, and there are always unclear commodities... I really don't understand why they send things from Jiadi all the time. Go to B?Are you going to move things from place B to place A?

Repeatedly getting the process wrong in this way and being confused caused great losses to Four Seas Shipping.Finally, today, because he couldn't bear the pressure, he ran out and ran in front of everyone at the Drunken Horse Painting Club.

After talking to himself for a long time, Mei Ruohong ran away with a distraught face, leaving only the members of the Drunken Horse Painting Club looking at each other, not knowing why.

"This, who is this? Why, sister Ziyan, just say a word to him, and he goes crazy? And then, ran away?" Lilia loves to speak in Chinese after learning Chinese. Pretty standard, just speaks slowly.

Everyone didn't know how to answer her for a while, but they also felt that Mei Ruohong was inexplicable.Zixuanzimo, who regards his sister as a god, is even more dissatisfied with Mei Ruohong.

But William, who was following Ziyan, narrowed his eyes, thinking about how to teach this man who dared to be unreasonable to his future wife.

"Okay, everyone, don't bother with this inexplicable person today. Your art exhibition is so successful. I am here today to cheer you up, and secondly, to invite you to celebrate. We will leave when the art exhibition is over. " Ziyan stopped thinking about the person who obviously had mental problems, and turned everyone's attention back.

"Good! Good! Sister Ziyan is the best!" The playful Ye Ming has always been the leader of the lively atmosphere.

While the Drunken Horse Painting Association was celebrating their success, Mei Ruohong returned to Shuiyunjian frustrated.

Over there, Du Shiquan was so angry that he was going crazy. He returned home, hopped his feet and said to Qianqian: "I don't understand, how could you fall in love with such a worthless man? He is a math idiot! He can't even recognize numbers." Either one zero is missing, or one more! He is a geography idiot! He still doesn’t know how many ports there are on the Yangtze River line? He is a time idiot...I don’t know all the sailing schedules...I really doubt whether he is There is a problem with IQ!"

"Father!" Qianqian whispered, "Don't be impatient, you have to give him time..."

"Give him time?" Du Shiquan roared: "He won't give me time! He left the company with a lot of mess, and he said he quit! He didn't even report to me, and he disappeared! How can I give him time? ?”

"Ah..." Qianqian exclaimed, and immediately realized that Ruohong must be deeply frustrated, so she became flustered with worry.Du Shiquan was still complaining at length, but she couldn't listen anymore.

"I'll go out for a while!" she yelled, "I'll go see him!" Then she turned around and ran out.

"Come back! Come back!" Du Shiquan yelled, "The doctor said you still need to rest, where are you going?" Qianqian had already disappeared without a trace.Du Shiquan sat down on the sofa and sighed loudly: "What crime did I do to give birth to such a daughter!"

Qianqian arrived in the water and clouds, and found Ruohong sitting on the ground, staring blankly at the drawing board and drawing paper all over the floor. His face was pale and haggard, and his eyes, like those of a dying person, were empty and lifeless.He sat there motionless, as if he was "paying tribute" to a dead Mei Ruohong.His depressed, sad, helpless and lonely expression immediately wrenched Qianqian's internal organs, and she felt pain for him with all her heart.Walking in front of him, she knelt down and held his hands with both hands: "Ruohong, if you can't adapt to the life of going to work, don't go there anymore! Don't torture yourself!" He looked up at her , with sadness in his eyes.

"Qianqian!" He said sadly, "Mei Ruohong, who has lost his paintings, really has nothing! In that office, there is only an imbecile and ignorant Mei Ruohong, who is surrounded by various official documents and numbers. , all kinds of names, places, and goods, will be 'killed' with one knife!"

"Ruohong!" Qianqian exclaimed in shock.

"I lost my paintings, I lost my living space, I lost my free time... I am already destroyed, I am dead! Qianqian... I don't understand, this destroyed me, dead me, what for me? Are you worth it?"

Qianqian was so frightened by his miserable tone that she broke into cold sweat and trembled.She rushed over, hugged Ruohong, and shouted with pain:

"Ruohong, you can't die, you can't be destroyed! Listen! You paint, you go to paint! Sprinkle your colored pens to your heart's content! I will never let them ruin or kill you again !"

"Is it possible?" He said weakly, "Your father won't let me go..."

"He will! He will!" Qianqian shouted: "Anyway, the Mei Ruohong I fell in love with is the Mei Ruohong from Shuiyun Jian, not the Mei Ruohong from Four Seas Shipping! Let's go tell Dad , let us convince him!"

When Du Shiquan knew that Qianqian and Ruohong had made the decision to withdraw from Four Seas Shipping, he was really disappointed and discouraged.

"Didn't you say that if you go to work for eight hours and sleep for six hours, you still have ten hours to paint?" He asked Ruohong excitedly, "Why don't you use your ten hours?"

"I don't have ten hours left!" Ruohong said painfully, "I'm already in a mess! Of the remaining ten hours in a day, five hours are spent memorizing materials, looking up materials, looking for materials...the other five hours Hours spent in pain, frustration, annoyance, anger! What time do I have to paint?"

"This kind of chaos is not permanent? Practice makes perfect one day! You have made so many mistakes, have I ever scolded you in person? As a result, you retreated so quickly yourself, are you sorry for me? You are a man. Are you walking?"

"I... really have no choice!" Ruohong was extremely frustrated, "I really don't like those things in the office!"

"Don't like it? Do you think I, Du Shiquan, just like running around? How can life be satisfactory? There are always times when you have to do something for your sense of responsibility, instead of living for fun forever..."

"Father!" Qianqian interjected eagerly, "Don't force him anymore, it's too painful for him to go to that class! A painful manager won't bring prosperity to the world..."

"Yeah!" Ruohong said, "If you keep me, you will cause big trouble sooner or later! I can't go up and down this class. If I go up again, I'll just go crazy and ruin the company. , Involving hundreds of employees, losing employment opportunities, and being displaced, I am not guilty of the worst!"

"Hmph!" Du Shi snorted heavily from his nose, and looked at Ruohong angrily: "What you said is also reasonable, the trouble you have caused is already big enough!" He gritted his teeth: "Then, what are you doing?" What can you do? Tell me! Do you paint? Do you consider yourself a very talented artist?"

"At the very least, I can paint 24 hours a day without getting tired!" Ruohong raised his eyebrows: "Uncle, let me paint freely.