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Chapter 0712 Donuts Donuts

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    0712

    Jinxiu Group Headquarters, in the Chairman¡¯s Office.

    Su Qingxue stood on the edge of the black round basin, looking at the little turtle inside.

    Little Momo found a new "home" and found that the place was much bigger, so he was crawling around excitedly.

    However, Su Qingxue didn't have much time to watch her pets play. She looked at the time and saw that it was already twelve o'clock noon.

    "We agreed to take me to see the gifts at noonno one was seen, no one calleda liar"

    Su Qingxue was resentful and aggrieved, but she didn't want to take the initiative to call Ye Fan and look like she wanted to know what the Valentine's Day gift was.

    Just then, a phone call came in.

    Su Qingxue was feeling happy when she realized that the call was from Ling Yuwei!

    The woman answered the phone confused and asked: "Weiwei, what's wrong?"

    "Su Qingxue! You are so honorable! Are you deliberately not attending the art exhibition with me because you think it would be too embarrassing to do so with me?" Ling Yuwei snorted.

    "What's this mess, Weiwei, what are you talking about?" Su Qingxue wondered.

    "Stop pretending! Now the whole country is paying attention to you, President Su. You are so proud this time. It won't be long before you have a lot of fans all over the world," Ling Yuwei chuckled.

    Su Qingxue became even more confused after hearing this, "What is going on? Please explain it clearly"

    Ling Yuwei also discovered that the woman seemed to be really unaware, and said strangely: "You really don't know? Oh my god is it a coincidence? Come to the art center quickly, and you will understand when you get there!"

    Su Qingxue was confused, but she couldn¡¯t care less. It sounded like something big had happened, so she packed her things and walked out immediately.

    Just as he was about to enter the elevator, he passed by two secretaries. He immediately lowered his head and said with a special smile: "Mr. Su, you are so beautiful."

    "What?" Su Qingxue was stunned for a moment. Although she knew she was good-looking, no one in the company dared to praise her directly like this.

    The two female secretaries thought that Su Qingxue was unhappy, so they apologized and walked away.

    Su Qingxue felt baffled, so she had to take the elevator to the parking lot, and drove her Pagani supercar all the way to the art center.

    When we arrived at the venue, there were security guards and bodyguards standing everywhere, and there were even armed police, prohibiting the general public from entering.

    However, Su Qingxue was obviously not an ordinary person. Just looking at the car she drove and the serial number plate on it, even the security guards didn't dare to stop her.

    Su Qingxue also felt confused. Anyway, she just drove into the art center.

    Because of the presence of surrealist master Paul and Xia Guo¡¯s top Chinese painter Xu Lingfeng, there were already a lot of media reporters and photographers here. With the help of international divas like Ling Yuwei, the gossip media came in.

    As soon as Su Qingxue's limited edition supercar appeared, it attracted a large amount of media attention.

    Su Qingxue had no choice but to run into the art center as soon as possible after getting off the car, but who would have thought that as soon as she got off the car, she would be hit by a flash!

    ¡°Did you see that!? Donuts!!¡±

    "Idiot! That's Mr. Su of Jinxiu Group!!"

    "Is it really Mr. Su!? I was present in person?!"

    "Hurry up, hurry up! Don't block it! Take pictures quickly!!"

    A group of reporters and photographers started to rush towards Su Qingxue as if they were crazy.

    Su Qingxue looked confused. She didn¡¯t know what was going on, but she was already deeply surrounded.

    "Mr. Su! When did you meet Master Francis and Master Xu?!"

    "Mr. Su, why did you name your work Donuts!?"

    ""

    Su Qingxue was puzzled. When did she know those two big guys in the painting world?  And what work is called a donut?

    When Su Qingxue felt confused and didn't know what to say, several bodyguards arbitrarily walked into the crowd and helped Su Qingxue ward off the reporters.

    "Miss Su, please follow us into the venue. Miss Vivian sent us here," a bodyguard leader said.

    Su Qingxue felt that she was finally saved, and ignored the reporters' questions and hurried into the venue.

    Arriving at the art exhibition hall, Su Qingxue was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but when she looked up, she was stunned

    In the center of the venue, in the most conspicuous position, there are two paintings with completely different styles but exactly the same subject matter.

    ?Both paintings depict a woman bending a bow and shooting an arrow. The woman's beautiful profile and slender figure are fully revealed.

    A surreal oil painting depicts the image of a woman so lifelike, as if all this is happening in front of your eyes, with a strong visual impact.

    Another ink painting highlights the graceful and agility of a woman shooting arrows, as if a fairy descended to earth.

    The authors of these two paintings are clearly Paul Francis and Xu Lingfeng. They also gave the paintings exactly the same name - Donuts!

    ¡°I¡¯m afraid, to other people, these two paintings and this name are completely misleading.

    However, for Su Qingxue, the name Donut seems to declare that this is a painting that purely belongs to her!

    "Tsk tsk I'm really envious Two world-class painters paint for you, and they also display the paintings as the facade of the art exhibition. Su Qingxue, you are so proud." Ling Yuwei was dressed in a black dress and walked gracefully.  came over.

    Beside her, there was a bald white foreigner and a man wearing a retro gown. They were the protagonists of this art exhibition, two painting masters.

    Su Qingxue woke up as if from a dream when she was called out. She couldn't help but rub her eyes to make sure she didn't see it wrong, but it still felt like a dream.

    She couldn't help but ask: "Mr. Francis, Master Xu, whydo you want to paint me?"

    Su Qingxue felt embarrassed. Although she was confident in her beauty, she was not a narcissistic type. She was asked to hand over the photos to the artist and paint such a painting for others to watch. She  There is no way it can be done.

    "Haha, Miss Su, are you satisfied with our work?" Paul asked politely.

    Xu Lingfeng also asked respectfully: "If you are not satisfied with anything, feel free to give us your opinion."

    ¡°No¡­no¡­I don¡¯t understand this very well. I think you all draw very well,¡± Su Qingxue said sincerely. She didn¡¯t expect that she was really beautiful in the painting.

    "Oh then we can rest assured. If you are not satisfied, it will be difficult for the two of us to explain it to Mr. Belial." Paul breathed a sigh of relief.

    "Beryl?" Su Qingxue was stunned for a moment. She was puzzled for a while, and then she remembered, isn't this the handsome blond guy in Inferno!  ?

    Ye Fan and the others call him a slacker. He seems to be a funny sideshow character among a group of demons. However, because he saved Ye Fan from fatal injuries, he is still a trustworthy character at critical moments.

    Su Qingxue only met Belial once, but the guy was a bit funny, so she could still remember him immediately.

    "So it was Beryl who asked you to draw it? Xiaoxue, do you still know Beryl? You have quite a lot of friends!" Ling Yuwei said in surprise.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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