The Little Brat’s Sweet And Sassy Chapter 647: true or false
Chapter 647 True and False (two more)
Ning Li got up.
Fu Niannian and Tang Yi looked at each other and gave Ning Li a thumbs up.
"Little Junior Sister is really the best!"
After the news of Yan Qiu's illness and hospitalization spread, there were actually quite a few people in the Wuyuan who were eager to move.
After all, it is a rare opportunity to become Shen Zhijin's assistant.
Even if it is only temporary, it is enough to prove your excellence, and it will definitely be a blessing to take out this resume in the future.
But in the eyes of Fu Niannian and Tang Yi, of course, Ning Li is the best choice.
Little Junior Sister's scientific research ability is unbelievable, her German is good, her personality is also low-key and calm, careful and rigorous.
There is more suitable than her! ?
Ning Li followed to Shen Zhijin's office.
Shen Zhi wants to get straight to the point:
"Ning Li, as you know about Yan Qiu's situation, he needs to be hospitalized for about a week. I hope you can temporarily take over his work during this time."
Ning Li didn't expect Shen Zhijin to actually choose her.
Shen Zhijin continued:
"I will deal with some of the content myself, and the remaining parts that you are more familiar with or can cover will be distributed to you, so you don't have to worry about not being able to do it. In addition, during this time, we will follow and At the same level as Yan Qiu, I will give you subsidies and remuneration. Think about it.”
Ning Li blinked.
As Fu Niannian and Tang Yi said, this is an opportunity that many people can't ask for.
And now, Shen Zhijin not only gave her the opportunity, but also specially gave her "preferential conditions".
Her lips curled up:
"Mr. Shen, so I say, Senior Brother Yan Qiu and I are getting equal pay for equal work?"
Graduate students and Ph.Ds are all subsidized, the state fixed it for some, and the boss is free to reissue.
Therefore, it is still up to the boss to decide how much their monthly "salary" is as a whole.
Based on Ning Li's understanding of Yan Qiu and the others, the subsidy given by Shen Zhijin was the highest in the hospital.
In addition to doing projects and publishing papers from time to time, a few of them really kept a small treasury.
Shen Zhijin heard the words and laughed, and the smile spread on Jun Xiu's bright and clean face.
"Yes."
He hands out the sealed document bag.
Ning Li took it with both hands:
"Teacher Shen, rest assured, I will do my best during this time."
Shen Zhijing smiled lightly and nodded.
"Hmm."
Ning Li took over Yan Qiu's position temporarily and became Shen Zhijin's assistant.
Many people are envious after knowing it, but they also know that Ning Li does have this ability.
Although Ning Li is only a freshman, her scientific research ability is not weaker than Yan Qiu and the others. In addition, her German is also very good, so she quickly got started.
Shen Zhijin's tasks, including translating materials, communicating with all parties, supervising and promoting the progress of various projects, etc., she has done impeccably.
This time, along with the last questioning voices, also dissipated.
This afternoon, Ning Li was in class when she received news from Wei Songzhe.
【Wei Songzhe: Sister Li, your painting "The Seventeenth Night" is going to auction again? ]
Ning Li was stunned.
"The Seventeenth Night" is an oil painting that she sold last year. At that time, it was sold by a mysterious buyer for 3.7 million yuan.
In all, it has been a year and a half.
If a painting that has already been sold appears on the market again, the most likely reason is that the original seller chose to auction it again.
This is actually a very normal situation, but for Ning Li, it is the first time.
——All her paintings that were successfully auctioned before have never been resold again.
So when this happened this time, Wei Songzhe contacted her as soon as possible.
Ning Li glanced at the podium, put away the phone, got up quietly, and went out through the back door.
The university classroom is relatively free, not to mention the teachers in the Wuyuan like Ning Li.
The professor who gave the lecture glanced at her and continued to lecture without saying anything.
Ning Li walked out of the classroom, chose a quiet corner of the corridor, and called Wei Songzhe back.
was picked up quickly.
"Sister Li?"
Ning Li asked bluntly:
"Where did you find out about this?"
Wei Songzhe said:
"Yitang Gallery. I passed by their door today, took a look at their promotional leaflet, and saw your painting in the catalogue. I'm still wondering, your painting, Sister Li. It was obviously sold last year, could it be that the previous buyer took it out and resold it?"
Ning Li pondered for a moment.
"I'm not sure either."
Actually, she doesn't think so.
From her first painting "Kiss" to the present, in the past few years, all the paintings she sold were bought anonymously.
Although there is no evidence, she always has an inexplicable intuition in her heart: those paintings should be collected by the same person.
And, subtly, she doesn't think that person would easily resell her paintings.
This feeling is inexplicable, and she can't even tell herself, how could she have such an idea.
But there is.
So when Wei Songzhe said that "The Seventeenth Night" was going to be auctioned again, her first reaction was not to believe it.
She paused and asked:
"When will the auction of Yitang Gallery be held this time?"
"It will officially start tomorrow. I think they will hold this exhibition for a week."
Yitang Gallery is quite famous in Beijing, and the scale and specifications of the exhibitions held are considered first-class.
To put it simply, the gallery is responsible for collecting outstanding paintings from all over the country, putting them together for exhibition, and attracting people from all walks of life to come and appreciate them.
If you like it, you can ask for the price to bid.
The gallery will take a portion of the painting's transaction price as a commission, which is considered a middleman.
For many painters, it is an extremely rare affirmation that their works can be selected by a gallery.
But because this painting Ning Li had been sold before, she was not aware of the situation this time.
Ning Lidao:
"I see."
Rongyue Mansion, master bedroom.
Lu Huaiyu just woke up, half leaning on the head of the bed with her eyes closed, her posture languid.
Some messy black hair hangs down at will, and the line from the brow bone to the bridge of the nose is smooth and perfect.
He took his phone ~IndoMTL.com~ and listened to the person across from him.
For a moment, he opened his eyes.
"The Seventeenth Night?"
His voice sounded hoarse, sloppy and arrogant,
"That's fake."
Cheng Xiyue was surprised:
"How can you be so sure?"
When he saw that Yitang Gallery was going to auction the painting, he was very happy and made this phone call to Lu Huaiyu.
Who knew that Lu Huai and Zhang Kou said it was fake.
Lu Huai and Lazy Dao:
"It's really in my hands now, where did the second "Seventeenth Night" come from?"
Cheng Xiyue was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but said:
"Then maybe you read it wrong, the one in your hand is the fake one?"
Lu Huaiyu chuckled.
"How could I admit I was wrong."
(end of this chapter)