Human words are...

Chen Daqi curled his lips and said, "I don't like him, okay?"

"Are you jealous?" Bai Ye's eyes were smiling.

"gab."

Chen Daqi laughed and said, "Will I be jealous of him?"

"It's not jealousy, it's just that the idol is shattered!"

Bai Ye analyzed: "You and Duan Xiao seem to be from the same city. Before Duan Xiao went abroad, he was well-known in your city. Maybe you admired him very much at that time, maybe it was because of him that he applied for the sculpture major. But now he found that he has fallen. Does he feel a sense of collapse in his beliefs?"

"snort!"

Chen Daqi didn't speak, I don't know if he was sneering or defaulting.

Bai Ye smiled and did not ask questions. He turned to look at Lu Huaiyong and explained: "Boss Lu, in my impression, you should be a person with a long-term vision, so don't be so eager for quick success or instant benefits."

"Two months passed by, what's the hurry?"

Bai Ye said seriously: "The most important thing is accumulation. According to the arrangement, the sculptures must be displayed in major cities across the country. Each city will exhibit a few days, plus transportation, adjustment, etc., which happens to be two months. When the end, it will not be too late to be published."

"..." Lu Huaiyong was speechless.

It would be strange if it wasn't too late.

He wanted to complain, but the exhibition was over and the popularity had long passed.

You should know that the most important thing in this form of art exhibition is in the first few days. These days determine whether the exhibition will be successful or the first to be dumb.

Even if it is popular, it will only last for a few days.

After all, the public's attention is time-sensitive and not long-term.

If we don't take advantage of the situation and increase our impression when we are still interested, we may leave this matter behind in a few days.

Don't doubt the forgetfulness of the public.

He was good for Bai Ye, but the other party didn't appreciate it. He really didn't know the good people's hearts.

As Lu Huaiyong was thinking about how to persuade him, a sharp ringtone of his cell phone came out in his pocket.

"Didn't you say that the phone is turned off?" Bai Ye smiled and changed the topic.

"The external contact phone is turned off, this is my private number." Lu Huaiyong explained, with his expression particularly helpless.

He couldn't avoid this call and had to answer it.

He stood up and took out his cell phone. When he saw the caller ID, his expression suddenly became faster. He didn't even say hello, and he accelerated a little and headed outside.

Before he left the door, he couldn't wait to answer the phone, and his voice was loud: "Hey, Mr. Yuan, yes, it's me...what...understand..."

The sound is getting farther and full of pleasingness.

Bai Ye frowned and had a bad premonition: "He won't betray me, right?"

“…it’s hard to say.”

Chen Daqi was shining with glass. Seeing Lu Huaiyong nodding and bowing, he rubbed his chin: "I bet, he can't afford to offend the person who called."

"nonsense."

Baiye's eyes turned pale and she sighed softly: "Actually... I don't want to show off, I'm too tired. I have to rest for at least two months before I can get the mood to go to work."

“…”

Chen Daqi chuckled, if you get a cheap and good-looking person, if outsiders know about this, you will definitely wish you could beat him to death with a stick.

The two of them chatted, guessed randomly, and spent time.

Unpredictable, Lu Huaiyong rushed back with his cell phone, and a gust of wind blew up in the living room, which also scared the two of them.

"What's wrong?" Bai Ye looked up and felt something was wrong. At this time, Lu Huaiyong stared at him with a strange look.

Bai Ye looked at himself, touched his face, a little confused: "What do you think of me?"

"Look at your great blessings, good things come from heaven." Lu Huaiyong sighed: "I believe it now, there is really a good thing about falling into a trap in heaven."

“Eh?”

Bai Ye was stunned: "What does it mean?"

"Do you know, who called me just now?" Lu Huaiyong asked and answered himself, with an uplifting expression: "Director Yuan."

"who?"

Whether it was Bai Ye or Chen Daqi, they were all confused.

Director, where is the director? Is the mahjong hall?

"Director Yuan."

Lu Huaiyong was stunned, and then said in a tone of regret: "Do you even don't know that the director of Jiangnan Library's surname is Yuan?"

“Huh?”

The two of them were stunned, then looked at each other and nodded together: "I don't know each other."

“…”

Lu Huaiyong was a little speechless: "You two are really uneducated. Or, they don't care about the matter in the cultural circle at all. Director Yuan is a famous scholar in the cultural circle and a real expert. During festivals and festivals, national-level senior executives also need to call for greetings."

"This treatment..."

Lu Huaiyong looked envious and longing: "There are no more than one hundred in the country."

"Well!"

Bai Ye scratched his head and felt that there were 100, which seemed a bit too many. However, considering more than one billion people across the country, you can tell that the number is small by comparison.

No, it should be great.

"etc."

Suddenly, Chen Daqi thought of something and opened his eyes widened: "You are talking about Academician Yuan Rui and Yuan, right?"

"Yes, it's him, an academician of the National Academy of Literature."

Lu Huaiyong smiled: "A few months ago, he felt that he was old and could not take on the front line of work, and was preparing to retire and go home to enjoy his old age."

"But the above researched, I felt that Mr. Yuan was in good health and could continue to exert her remaining energy. After negotiations, Mr. Yuan returned to Jiangnan and served as the director of Jiangnan Library."

Lu Huaiyong said: "This position is relatively leisurely, but it is also at the forefront of cultural work, and is in a state of semi-cultivation and half-work."

"Anyway, the industry has been in full swing for one month after his new official took office."

Lu Huaiyong was a little confused: "Don't you know about this?"

"I know, he doesn't know." Chen Daqi explained: "Bai Ye was still hiding in Hangzhou at that time, drawing walls."

"Too."

Lu Huaiyong suddenly realized and regretted: "You missed Bai Ye. If you had time to attend his inauguration ceremony, maybe..."

"Maybe something?" Bai Ye asked.

"Hey."

Lu Huaiyong smiled, which was somewhat meaningful: "This is a person from Shangdatian. If he appreciates you, he will help you to the sky with one word."

Bai Ye shrugged, without commenting, and asked, "So, he called you, is there anything wrong?"

"...so I said that you are sitting at home, so good luck will come naturally." Lu Huaiyong said jealously: "Director Yuan wants to see you."

"ah?"

Bai Ye was stunned for a moment: "Why?"

"No, no, it's not to see you." Lu Huaiyong blinked and suddenly laughed: "He wants to see the author of the thinker sculpture. Haha, it depends on how you refuse."

"Um?"

Bai Ye was stunned, then nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go see him."

"I won't refuse, don't ask why?"

Lu Huaiyong smiled, looking like you were begging me.

"You said it all, this is a good thing." Bai Ye didn't care: "It's rare to have the opportunity to get in touch with big people, why should I miss it?"

"Utilitarian...good."
Chapter completed!