Female Novel
Chapter 82
Chapter 82
Early the next morning, they went to see the legendary Mr. Lau.
However, as expected, they were rejected. Mr. Lau’s secretary directly set up a table at the door of theroom with a very decent smile on her face. “Mr. Lau said that if you want to see him, you have to
show a work that satisfies him. Otherwise, he won’t see you.”
Paul asked, “Calligraphy or painting?”
“Anything is fine, regardless of the form.”
As he spoke, Paul rolled up his sleeves and got ready to work. “Fortunately, when I was young, my dadforced me to learn calligraphy…”
However, since Mr. Lau intended to set up this test, ordinary calligraphy was nothing in his eyes.
The secretary went in with Paul’s calligraphy and came out in less than a minute. “Please go back.”
Paul was a little annoyed. He tugged at Megan’s sleeve and asked, “Do you know anything aboutCalligraphy?”
She shook her head. “No.”
“You don’t know how to paint?”
“… Yes.”
“What should we do? I thought you were well-rounded.”
“My skills are all based on the premise of being a secretary. I don’t need to know calligraphy or paintingas a secretary.”
Paul was devastated. After making the decision to change, he had been so serious about making someachievements in his career, but he didn’t expect that it would end so soon.
“Forget it. Let’s go…”
“Wait.” Megan suddenly remembered something. She turned to look at Mr. Lau’s secretary and asked,“Excuse me, have there been any works that satisfy Mr. Lau so far?”
The secretary’s eyes lit up. “Miss, I understand that you want to inquire about the information, but thisis a commercial secret. I can’t tell you.” novelxo.com fast update
When Megan heard this, she had an idea. “That means yes.”
“How did you know?” Paul asked in surprise.
“If there no works satisfy Mr. Lau, he would directly answer me, instead of using some commercialsecrets to cover it up.”
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“So, Mr. Lau already has a partner in mind? Who could it be?” Paul came to his senses.
“… Leo Mayor.”
When Mr. Lau’s secretary heard this, he looked at her with appreciation. “Miss, you do have somecourage, insight, and talent.”
Megan didn’t have time to listen to his praise. She was thinking about something else.
He had studied in Europe since he was a child. Later, after returning to the country, he often flew toSpain for Tessa’s sake and wrote beautiful English, but he didn’t know how to write calligraphy and
painting.
Then it would be much easier to guess. After all, the the Mayor Group was a giant in Houston. Althoughthe the Travis Group was not bad, its resources and capital were much inferior to that of
the Mayor Group.
Since the Mayor Group had expressed their interest in this project, other companies could basicallydeclare their failure-including the Travis Group.
The test that was set up today was probably just a formality to stop other people from inquiring aboutinformation and seeking cooperation.
After all, calligraphy and painting were different from math questions. There were standard answers tomath questions. Whether calligraphy and painting were good or bad depended on his
words.
Paul pulled her back. “What are you waiting for? Let’s go.”
After being pulled by him for two steps, Megan suddenly stopped.
“What’s wrong?”
Megan looked back at the secretary and smiled confidently. “Sorry, can I try again?””
The secretary raised his eyebrows and said, “Yes, but I think there may be no change in the result.”
“Please let me have a try.”
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The secretary laid out the rice paper, pressed it with paperweight, and handed her a brush dipped in
ink. “Please.”
Megan took the brush, pursed her lips, and thought for a while. Then, she started to brush randomly onthe paper.
Paul frowned as he watched. “Your painting is even worse than mine when I was three years old.
Stop it, Megan.”
Megan turned a deaf ear to it and continued to write wildly.
It was simply… getting messier and messier.
Mr. Lau’s secretary was also very puzzled, but after all, he followed Mr. Lau, so he was very
well-mannered and did not stop her.
After being dipped in the ink for a while, Megan drew a few more strokes. This time, the mysteriousdrawing had become a ghost drawing.
She put down the pen and looked at it carefully. Then she nodded and said, “I’ve finished drawing,
Please take it in and let Mr. Lau have a look.”
Paul came up and was about to grab the paper. “Aren’t you humiliating yourself by taking this paintingin? Megan, what’s wrong with you today? Are you crazy?”
She gently pulled the painting out of his hand and handed it to the secretary. “Thank you.
The secretary held the painting with both hands, which was not completely dried, and nodded. gently.“Okay, please wait for a moment.”
Paulpulled her and wanted to run away. “Hurry up. Hurry up before Mr. Lau sees what we look like.Maybe there will be other opportunities to cooperate in the future.”
The young man was so strong that he almost pulled Megan down and she fell on him.
“Hey, hey, hey, are you okay?”
Paul was tall and strong. In order to come to the mountains, she didn’t wear high heels but only woreordinary sneakers, which were only as high as his chest. This time, her forehead hit his collarboneheavily, which made her cry in pain.
She endured the pain and waved her hand. “It’s okay, it’s okay. It’s good to be young. You’re strong andfast. I was caught off guard…”
“Bang!”
The door of the next room was slammed shut.