One hundred and eighty-two: Fu Erye Arrives

Wen Tingxue was startled by his movement, and asked with trepidation, "Is it... is it not allowed to draw on it?" After all, it was for work, and she couldn't think of any other reason. President Mu didn't speak, and walked straight over, picking up the tablet on the table and looking at it intently. Wen Tingxue: "?" Wen Zhongen realized something was wrong, got up and came to Wen Tingxue, patting her head reassuringly. Then he leaned over to look... "This?" Wen Zhongen's expression changed slightly as he looked down at his daughter with surprise. "You just drew this casually?!" "Ah...?" Wen Tingxue nodded ignorantly, "Yes, is there a problem?" Why are they all making that face? President Mu laughed heartily, "Old Wen, your daughter is simply a lucky star sent by heaven to me!" Wen Tingxue: ??? "Girl." President Mu sat down, put his arm around Wen Tingxue's shoulders, and explained the situation. It turned out that they had been working frantically because they encountered plagiarism from competitors. However, the competitors had more background and launched their products first. They could only suffer in silence and start over. But designing characters itself was not easy. The original concept had taken a lot of effort, otherwise, it wouldn't have been plagiarized by such a formidable game company. Therefore, the entire design department was now in a vicious cycle of lack of inspiration. No matter how much they discussed, the results were always unsatisfactory. President Mu and Wen Zhongen were very troubled by this. Coincidentally, at this moment, Wen Tingxue drew a painting, full of spirit and stunning at first glance. President Mu had been in the game industry for many years, and very few design drafts caught his eye. Wen Tingxue was the only one, a complete newcomer. She wasn't even eighteen yet, and even more so, she hadn't been exposed to this industry. But talent was something that could not be sought or obtained. Therefore, President Mu negotiated: "Girl, just help Uncle out. All the paintings you draw, give them to Uncle. Don't worry, you won't be drawing for nothing. Five thousand per piece, and if it passes the meeting, Uncle will give you four times that, how about it?" Five thousand?! Four times?! Wen Tingxue's mouth widened in surprise, "This..." President Mu thought she was not satisfied and continued to raise the price, "Ten thousand!" He wasn't short of money. No matter what, he had to win this round! No matter who was behind the other party. Mu's position in the game industry must not be shaken. Even if he was plagiarized, he would strike back brilliantly! Therefore, he wouldn't be stingy with money to buy inspiration. Moreover, this amount of money was nothing to him. "Thirty thousand?" "Fifty thousand?" Seeing the price getting more and more outrageous, Wen Tingxue quickly said, "Five thousand is fine." She really didn't think her casual doodles were worth that much. President Mu smiled, "Then ten thousand." Wen Tingxue: "..." "But there's a condition. Before the cooperation ends, all the paintings you draw, whether they were before, now, or in the future, you must give them to me and not to anyone else, understand?" President Mu stared seriously into her eyes. Wen Tingxue nodded obediently, "Okay." Then, she realized something was wrong and turned to look at Wen Zhongen, "Dad, is that okay?" She had no experience in the workplace and didn't know if this would affect her father's development in the company. Wen Zhongen proudly stroked her head, "Yes, your Uncle Mu has plenty of money, don't be polite." Wen Tingxue: "..." That wasn't what she meant! By the time Wen Zhongen finished his work, it was already late at night. Wen Tingxue was a little hungry, so she discussed with him where to go for a late-night snack. "Dad, you don't need to be polite, I have money now, I can treat you and Mom to something expensive!" With her two part-time jobs as a painter and a model, she could earn quite a lot. By Yu Wenli's birthday, she should have a small nest egg. So, it didn't matter to splurge occasionally. Wen Zhongen was amused by his daughter's generosity and pinched her nose, saying, "Am I that useless in your eyes? Do I need my daughter to pay for a late-night snack?" "No, it's that I want to treat you and Mom to a late-night snack. Hurry up and ask Mom what she wants to eat! Hurry!" President Mu happened to see the father and daughter sitting on the sofa, heads together, when he passed by. They were talking about something and seemed extremely happy, with joy all over their faces. He was suddenly reminded of Mu Chen. He hadn't come home for dinner in a long time. He wouldn't even give him a chance to talk... President Mu left with a slight darkening of his eyes. - Since that day, Qiao Xixi hadn't contacted Wen Tingxue for a long time. Until the day of the Art Festival. Wen Tingxue and Xie JinYi finished rehearsing and were about to go backstage to change into their performance costumes when Qiao Xixi rushed up to her, "Little cutie, can I ask you for a favor?" After a few days, she had lost a lot of weight, and her voice was no longer as sweet and crisp as before. It was a bit hoarse. Wen Tingxue was stunned for a moment, "What favor?" She thought the news that night had made her give up her idea. But it seemed not. Qiao Xixi: "Help me with my studies." She said it seriously, her round eyes staring directly at her. There was a stubbornness in her eyes that if she didn't agree, she wouldn't give up. Wen Tingxue was confused, "Tutoring?" "Yes! He said he doesn't like people with bad grades..." A flicker of dimness flashed in Qiao Xixi's eyes, and then quickly brightened. "Then I definitely have to improve my grades. You are the top student in the grade, you can definitely teach me to become a top student. Don't worry, I won't shortchange you on tuition." Wen Tingxue: "..." It wasn't about tuition. She spent all her free time studying with Yu Wenli. If she added another person... She was afraid Yu Wenli would throw her out of the Yu family. But... Qiao Xixi looked at her expectantly, and she couldn't bear to refuse. "How about I ask Yu Wenli first?" Wen Tingxue explained the situation truthfully, "I always do my homework with him, and he teaches me many things." If it were in the past, Qiao Xixi would never have bothered Yu Wenli. But she liked Mu Chen so much that she was crazy about him, and she wouldn't give up any slight chance. So she nodded, "Okay! Please, you must help me~" At the same time, in the principal's office. "What did you say? Second Master Fu is coming?!" The principal was so surprised he forgot to breathe. That was the future successor of the top Fu family in the capital! Why would he come to Jiangcheng No. 1 High School to watch the evening party for no reason? "Yes, Second Master Fu is coming to Jiangcheng for business, and the mayor mentioned it casually. I didn't expect him to agree. Hurry up and prepare, he will arrive in ten minutes." The mayor's secretary, fearing any mishaps, gave many serious instructions. The principal put down the phone in a daze and quickly ordered people to adjust the seating arrangements. Then he led people to the school gate to welcome him. Soon, a convoy slowly approached. Grand and magnificent. "Second Master Fu has arrived." The principal took a deep breath and instructed, "Everyone, be mentally prepared and do not offend the distinguished guest."