Are you crazy?Gao Leng's school belle blocked the male dormitory to give milk tea?

Unexpectedly, Fatty Chen felt so much resentment towards the illustrator this time. It was already lunch time, but he still had no intention of leaving the dormitory, and was still flipping through posts about the art exhibition in the forum.

Also, engagement was high, with comments after every post.

Duan Jia, who was standing behind him, also glanced at the students' comments on the exhibition with great interest.

"Aren't they just a few rabbits! It's a shame to call it a work of art, kindergarten level!"

"Upstairs, do you dare to hang your kindergarten works in the Kyoto Art Museum?"

"I advise you to be kind, to be able to complete an oil painting within an hour, and still let people find no flaws. This kind of skill has crushed 90.00% of the practitioners in the art world."

"It's crushing all mankind!"

"Who can tell me what exactly he wants to express in the second work he painted at the art gallery?"

"The star is still the same star, and the moon is still the same moon."

"Moonlight in front of the window!"

"..."

Fatty Chen frowned and stared at the picture of the work for a long time, then typed a few times on the keyboard and gave such a comment.

"It's shameful to escape!"

Then he opened the next post and said to himself: "If you have the ability, stand up and fight with me for three hundred rounds."

Illustrators rarely reply to online comments, Fatty Chen is confident and continues to live with his mouth addiction.

But Duan Jia behind him helplessly reached out to hold his forehead.

As for?
Jiang Fang inquired about the illustrator, probably because of Jian Shurou.

Even if it wasn't for this reason, if there are female fans chasing stars and calling "husband" in his live broadcast room, if their boyfriends are as messy as fat people, the illustrator will definitely make demands on female fans.

"No support from non-single fans!"

If you get angry with others every day, can you still work and live well?
At this time, Duan Jia's stomach was already protesting, and he didn't care about Fatty Chen's excitement, and was going to drag him to the cafeteria by force.

Let's talk about it after being beaten.

But just when he reached out to shake Fatty Chen, he received a message on WeChat.

It was from Senior Sister Lan Lang.

"Boss, I'm waiting for you in the studio."

In a word, it not only explained the location, but also urged Duan Jia to hurry up.

After only a glance, he couldn't help but secretly sighed, the days to come will be difficult.

His senior is obviously a workaholic.

Of course, he didn't dare to be negligent. The new company has no shadow yet, and the seniors are so caring. He, the boss, must cooperate.

On weekends, the days when you hide in the dormitory and sleep, wait until the company can operate normally.

Putting away the phone, Duan Jia didn't care about Fatty Chen anymore, it would be good to eat less to lose weight.

And he left the dormitory again.

Not long after, he pushed open the door of the studio, but the scene in front of him gave him a new understanding of this senior.

I saw Lan Lang sitting on a chair with Erlang's legs crossed, holding a disposable lunch box in both hands and pulling rice into his mouth.

Moreover, there was already an empty lunch box on the table next to it.

He really didn't expect that the senior sister with such a thin figure turned out to be a cook behind her back.

The other two in the studio also had surprised expressions, but soon they saw Duan Jia entering the door and greeted him.

"Hi boss!"

The voices of the two were not low, and it could be regarded as a reminder to Lan Lang, who was eating over there, that the boss is here.

But Lan Lang didn't speak, but his hands moved faster.

Duan Jia didn't say anything about this, but thought that the senior who usually doesn't talk about work is quite interesting.

Ten seconds later, Lan Lang threw the empty lunch box on the table, unscrewed a bottle of mineral water and took a few sips, then turned his head to Duan Jia, burped again, and then explained:
"Get used to it! After you start working, you will know that it is a luxury to leave work on time for dinner, unless you just want to be a salted fish."

She already regarded Duan Jia as her own, so she said such words and showed such a real side.

Not important occasions, only my colleagues and bosses.

It doesn't matter that much.

Senior sister Lan was right, but it didn't apply to Duan Jia, so she couldn't help sighing in her heart, it's great to get a talent skill.

Seeing that the senior had wiped out all the food, he walked over and sat down, asking:
"Sister, what's the matter with looking for me so urgently?"

In his original plan, it would take at least a week for senior sister Lan Lang to help him register the company, then hire people, formulate a development strategy plan, and wait for the company to really start to get on the right track, at least a month.

Therefore, Lan Lang is looking for him now, probably because of the two previous works.

But the truth is, he only guessed a small part of it right.

Lan Lang didn't answer him immediately, but skillfully took out a tablet from his bag, tapped it a few times and began to read.

"Kyoto Art Museum, Director Lin wants to know the exact name and meaning of that work, and also needs to re-sign the lease agreement."

"About the specific requirements of the new company, name, size (including office area and team size), company address and other related matters."

"The equity composition of the new company."

"The company's business scope, and whether it has signed contracts with other professional painters."

"Comic update situation and story direction."

"Illustrator..."

She is still going on, but Duan Jia feels a little overwhelmed, there are still so many problems to be solved, can't you prioritize them first?

He hurriedly raised his hand to make a pause gesture, and asked carefully:
"Sister, do these problems need to be solved today?"

There are many problems in this, and it is difficult to make a decision in a short time.

There are still some, he still doesn't understand what they mean, and he dare not make a rash decision.

Furthermore, he had to deal with all these things, so what's the point of asking senior sister to help?
Senior sister has to give him a few options for reference.

Hearing his question and seeing the embarrassed expression on his face, Lan Lang shook his head first, then stared into his eyes, and replied very seriously:
"Wrong, not today, but an hour. In an hour, I will deal with these things. So before I walk out of the studio, you have only an hour to think about the answer."

After finishing speaking, she picked up the mineral water bottle next to her.

That action seemed to tell Duan Jia that there was only one hour, otherwise, how could he see her in such a mess?
She's not kidding.

Duan Jia immediately restrained his sloppy attitude just now, sat up straight, and said:
"Okay, senior sister, let's solve it one by one."

He wasn't ready, but the problem was right in front of him, and he couldn't just turn around and leave.

Responsibility must be taken.

At this time, Lan Lang noticed that Duan Jia seemed to have changed into a different person immediately, with confidence in him.

Kind of like a boss.

But Lan Lang didn't soften his heart, and still didn't give him any advice, just threw the question over.

"The first item, the work you created this morning, the name, the meaning you want to express. Also, the rent that the museum should pay?"

After she finished speaking, she was about to look up to see the expression on Duan Jia's face.

But Duan Jia answered faster.

"The veil, secret and great, it doesn't matter, as long as it hangs there."