"Did you give me this painting?" Jun Wan's voice was a little puzzled.

"Yeah." Mu Cang nodded, "Anyway, you are drawing it. If you don't have confidence, you don't have to go back to me to draw it."

Jun Wan chuckled over there, and this brother was really persevering.

"I understand. I will show you what I want after the drawing, but it's not for you. You will send it back to me after the reading. We are not that good." Jun Wan said solemnly.

Mu Cang choked for a moment and said in a cold tone: "It's up to you."

"Puff." Qian Ruoxue couldn't help it, "Sorry, I shouldn't have laughed."

Mu Cang glared at her.

But I was looking forward to it.

Is Jun Wan's paintings really that good?

"Damn!" Qian Ruoxue next to him suddenly exclaimed, "Jun Wan is amazing."

"What's wrong?" Mu Cang looked sideways.

Qian Ruoxue pushed his phone over, "I saw what was said above. The result of the jewelry competition this time came out, and Jun Wan got the second one!"

Mu Cang took a look and it was true!

Jun Wan's works exudes a very strong classical beauty, noble but not vulgar. The second ranking is indeed affordable.

"Jun Yun took the tenth?" Qian Ruoxue raised his eyebrows, "That woman is quite successful. The Jun family has won two of them this time? The old lady of the Jun family probably laughed like a lot."

You can make a big profit again.

"But who is the first one?" Mu Cang pulled the list up and saw a very dazzling and domineering name in the first place.

king!

In the hall of Jun’s family, Old Mrs. Jun knocked on the table with dissatisfaction, “Who is this king? I have never heard of this person in the circle!”

Although Jun Wan was second, she was surprised, but what followed was dissatisfaction.

The first and second seem similar, but the difference in profits that can be obtained is more than a small part.

"Where is this person's company? Is there a company?" Old Mrs. Jun was so angry that she began to think again. The main force of the Jun family's industrial chain is hotels and jewelry. Although the others are more or less managed, these two are still the main force.

If this person named King doesn't have a company, then Mrs. Jun will poach her no matter what.

"You guys go and check what this king is!" Old Mrs. Jun gave the order.

Jun Wan was also quite shocked at this moment.

"Can you win the second place in the Jun family report the works that are second?"

She shrugged, but her eyes soon gathered on the tenth.

Can Junyun win tenth place?

She checked the unread messages, and the one buried at the bottom was the news that Yan Shengsi had not read before.

About Lao Wang’s granddaughter.

Wang Miao, a freshman in the design department of Jingda University, has a well-off family. His parents are both working in the factory. He has a grandfather and grandma who has passed away.

"Wait a minute, Wang Miao is only seventeen years old?" Jun Wan sat upright, "This little girl is underage?"

The information actually shows that the little girl skipped the grade and was admitted to the best Beijing University in China because she was very good at studying.

Although she is only a freshman, her works have won some newcomers awards, but since they are not large-scale competitions, the value is not that high.

Jun Wan compared her works that won the award with Jun Yun’s works that won the award this time.

After comparison, Jun Wan's face suddenly became gloomy.

Although these two works have different styles, Jun Wan found many similarities from some small details.

For example, the works are mainly ruby ​​and obsidian, and the main color is obviously the designer's preference.

Also, it may be Wang Miao's own style. At the end of the jewelry, there will be a hook like a small phoenix tail integrated into it. This is a very, very small design. If you don't try hard to dig it with purpose, you can't see it at all.

"It turns out that dogs can't change their shit." Jun Wan sneered.

She suddenly thought of the slap Wang Miao was slapped, so what did that girl experience?

Only when someone took away the work, did she not dare to resist and let her slap her?

Jun Wan leaned on the chair and went to Beijing University tomorrow.

Early the next morning, Yan Shengsi's biological clock made him open his eyes automatically. He subconsciously looked at the computer desk, and Jun Wan was no longer there.

He walked out the door and was about to call someone, but the happy maid passing by in front of him slammed the cup in his hand.

"Si, Si, Mr. Si?" She looked pale, "How come you are here?"

The maid never expected that she thought she hadn't woken up and dreamed that she was still working at the Yan family's death grave.

When she saw Yan Shengsi, she started to tremble from the bottom of her heart.

"What's wrong with me staying at my fiancée's house?" Yan Shengsi glanced at her coldly, opened the refrigerator door and took a bottle of water, turned the bottle cap and turned his head but saw the painting next to her.

He almost squirted out a sip of water, and finally swallowed it with a gloomy face, and walked directly to the next to the painting.

I squatted down and saw the two words Mu Cang.

"Hehe." Yan Shengsi bent his lips, "This person is really interesting."

"Where is Jun Wan?"

He turned to ask the maid.

The maid said tremblingly: "Miss Jun is painting. She has been painting for the middle of the night in the studio."

It is said that inspiration has come.

Yan Shengsi frowned, "Has she eaten?"

"No, we dare not give it to you." Although the maid felt that it was more free here, Jun Wan had her own set of rules. If she did not follow her rules and entered her private space to disturb her, she would be fired.

Yan Shengsi looked through the window and found Jun Wan bent down and scribbling on the drawing paper.

Jun Wan looked focused, and even no one stood on the window next to her.

"Hiss." Yan Shengsi took a light breath, and didn't know what he thought of, his obsidian-like eyes curled up and suddenly started to laugh.

He was thinking just now that if Jun Wan is so focused on everything, will she be so serious when kissing him in the future?

"Mr. Si, are you having breakfast?" The maid looked at Yan Shengsi. Although she was scared, she couldn't help but blush when she looked at this face.

It’s really Yan Shengsi’s face and the look he had just looked... so desirable.

"I won't eat anymore." Yan Shengsi hasn't handled the matter for the past two days, so he really can't afford it. In addition, it will take a long time for Jun Wan to come out once he enters the studio.

"I'll leave first. If she doesn't come out in another two hours, she must bring the food in, otherwise she will have low blood sugar." Yan Shengsi said to the maid while putting on her watch.

The driver had been waiting outside for a long time. He rubbed his butt and felt that it was unreasonable for Yan Shengsi to not raise his salary.

"Mr. Si, where are we going?" When Yan Shengsi really came, he immediately forgot about yesterday's pain and turned into a loyal driver again.
Chapter completed!