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"... Fang Chen has flowers blooming inside the wall and fragrance outside the wall, could it be the same..." On the way home, teacher Yang Chengwen remembered what Chen Gaofeng said in the middle.

He knew that what Chen Gaofeng meant was that the dean was taking care of Fang Chen behind his back, so some external departments invited her to take classes.

At that time, Fang Chen was painting for the dean, and dean Zhang might take care of her.

However, Dean Zhang has retired, and now it is Dean Li who is in charge.

It shouldn't matter, right?

Teacher Yang slapped his forehead, hey, why did you forget this? Wang Ze knows this best, just ask him. Wang Ze was transferred from the Department of Horticulture, and we are very familiar with him! I remembered that it was Wang Ze who told him not to leave the studio and let Fang Chen paint there.

Well, just ask Wang Ze tomorrow.

At lunch the next day, Chen Gaofeng followed Teacher Yang to the restaurant and met Wang Ze at the door.

After getting their meals, they naturally sat together.

"Wang Yuanzhu, I want to ask you something?" Teacher Yang asked as soon as he sat down.

"Can you please remove the word "that hospital assistant" before speaking again?" Wang Ze glanced at Teacher Yang pretending to be displeased, but the corners of his mouth curved upward.

"Wang, I want to ask you something?" Teacher Yang was obedient and immediately changed his title. He also deliberately pronounced the word "Wang" clearly and clearly.

Chen Gaofeng on the side couldn't stop laughing.

"Okay, okay, don't be weird, just call me Xiao Wang." Wang Ze has no temper, because his qualifications are not as good as Teacher Yang.

"Where can I go? -----Your Majesty, I want to ask you something?" Teacher Yang still said in a straight and solemn tone.

Chen Gaofeng on the side laughed so hard that he rubbed his cheeks.

Wang Ze looked at the seemingly honest and honest Teacher Yang speechlessly, waiting for his next words.

"Didn't we make plans to build a master's studio two years ago? At that time, our major wanted to take back Fang Chen's small studio to use as a studio. Later, it was said that Fang Chen was painting for the dean, so we didn't take it back... "

"Hey, stop, stop, there is something wrong with what you are saying. What do you mean - painting for the dean?" Wang Ze is extremely politically sensitive. Although there is still a smile on his face, his eyes are sharply directed at Yang. teacher.

"Oh, oh, painting for ---- the academy?" Teacher Yang understood immediately and changed the words. As he spoke, he looked at Wang Ze carefully as if to verify.

Wang Ze said nothing and continued to eat.

"Then - is that painting finished?" Teacher Yang then asked cautiously.

Wang Ze took a leisurely sip of the soup before speaking: "Dean Zhang wanted to find someone to paint a large painting and hang it in the conference room. In April 2011, I recommended Fang Chen to Dean Zhang. The dean agreed and let Fang Chen paint. Unexpectedly, the painting was only completed in September 4, and the delay was too long. Dean Zhang was about to retire, so she took her painting over, and dean Zhang also I’m not in the mood to care anymore, no, I’ll leave that painting in the warehouse to gather dust..."

"Oh----that's it..." Teacher Yang and Chen Gaofeng looked at each other.

"What about the studio?" Teacher Yang asked hesitantly.

"That's your own unit's business, you can do whatever you want." Wang Ze said simply, feeling a little annoyed in his heart. The leaders of the following departments always have little ones in their stomachs. They are obsessed with simple things. They always ask for instructions on everything and have to worry about everything. Can't these department leaders make their own decisions?

Teacher Yang breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that nothing was wrong! They are all people like Chen Gaofeng, who always have big imaginations and bold imaginations. They don’t do anything serious every day, just make blind suspicions, and they are all wrong!

Thinking of this, he glanced at Chen Gaofeng with some disgust.

Chen Gaofeng just kept his head down and worked hard.

It seemed that he didn't hear the conversation between the two.

In fact, not only did he hear it, he also felt Teacher Yang's gaze from the corner of his eye.

But at the moment, as smart as he is, he can only hide his embarrassing embarrassment by immersing himself in his work.