Rebirth of the Almighty Goddess

  Chapter 370 Come on the game, don’t lose too badly then

  Zi Yi then glanced at Meng He, who was standing by an easel and sorting his painting tools.

  It happened that Meng He also turned his head and looked at them.

  The two eyes met, and Zi Yi suddenly curled her lips at him.

  Meng He felt Ziyi's ridicule inexplicably, his face sank instantly, put down the painting tools and walked over here.

   "Dou Xiangling."

  Dou Xiangling originally turned her back to him when she heard the cry and turned to look at him.

  Meng He saw her wearing a cheongsam, his pupils slightly shrunk, his eyelids drooped, and he looked at her and said, “Come on, don’t lose too badly.”

  Turn around and walk back.

  Dou Xiangling was not angry at what he said, but calmly found her easel position.

  Zi Yi looked at her face and said to her: "Cousin, wait until we finish tormenting him."

   Dou Xiangling finally smiled, smiling softly and confidently: "Okay."

  The other side.

  Ande Road Consortium Headquarters.

  Fia suddenly received a call from the board of directors. She knew that the leaked confidential documents had been known to others. She packed herself up and went to the highest floor of the company, the board meeting room with no expression on her face.

  When Fia walked into the meeting room, everyone looked at her with bad eyes, as if they wanted to cramp her.

  Her father even came up directly and slapped her.

Snapped!

  Edward gritted his teeth and yelled at her: "You have leaked out all the tens of billions of project information!"

   Then there was another slap.

Snapped!

  "Look at the good things you have done. You dare to touch the women of the chairman of the Lu Group. Do you know that the Lu Group has unilaterally ended all cooperation with us?"

   was slapped twice in a row, even though there was a burning tingling on her cheek, Fia just tilted her head, but she was still expressionless.

  But when she heard the latter words, her heart suddenly tightened in shock.

   Edward looked at Fia's indifferent look, and he was furious.

  Not only her, everyone on the board of directors attacked her.

  Finally everyone decided:

  "Since you have no ability to manage the company, let the capable people do your position."

  Fia finally broke down when she heard this. She shouted hysterically at everyone: "Impossible! I originally created the company's achievements today."

Someone immediately sternly said: "The company is going to be bankrupted by your ignorance! You are ashamed to say that you created it...Fia, the finances are liquidating our company because of your willful loss, you are waiting to compensate Yeah. If you can't afford to pay, you will die for me!"

  Many people let Fia die.

  Fia had long been accustomed to these words that were so indifferent to the heart, and returned to his expressionless face, "I will find a way to solve this matter."

  "Do you think of a way? What can you do!" An aunt of Fia's voice was sharp to the ears: "Are you going to beg President Lu, or to beg her woman? These two people, are you worthy of them?"

  Fia glanced sharply at her.

The middle-aged woman actually palpitated, and when she reacted, she was furious and frustrated, "Edward, this is the good daughter you gave birth to, so she dared to look at me with this kind of eyes... If our Ander Road consortium gave her power, Do we all have to be cleaned up by her?"

  Everyone's face is hard to see the extreme.

  Edward pointed directly to the door of the conference room, his face grimly: "You get out of here, you will never get involved in the company's affairs in the future."

   "Dad, you can't..."

   "Go! I'll let the bodyguard throw you out if you don't go."

  Fia looked at the man opposite, with indifferent eyes. After a few seconds, he turned and left.

  She can bend and stretch. As long as she can get the control of the Anderlu Consortium, she can do anything, even if she bows her head to apologize to President Lu and his woman.

  ……

  Art Gallery.

  The game starts at nine in the morning and is divided into three games. One or two games will be completed today and tomorrow will be the last game.

   "The first game, still life painting."

The president of the International Painting and Calligraphy Association pointed to the various antiques placed on the table in front of all the contestants and announced the rules: "These are the antiques we borrowed from the museum. Many antiques come from abroad, and every antique has its history. The bottom line is that the requirement of the first game is to draw the charm of an antique within four hours; then everyone has half an hour to observe."

  The president of the International Painting and Calligraphy Association left the side of the table after the announcement, leaving space for all the contestants.

  Zi Yi followed everyone to there.

  Many of these antiques have a history of thousands of years. If you don’t know the historical background of these antiques and the cultural traditions of the dynasties, even observation is useless.

  Everyone was holding a magnifying glass to look at the antiques. Only Ziyi stood a little far away and observed all the antiques mentally. The country, historical background and cultural traditions of these antiques appeared in their minds at the same time.

  The contestants did not expect that the first game topic was so difficult.

  Many people look bad after reading it.

  “Why did you draw these antiques in the first game? We don’t know the historical background of these antiques at all. Even if they are drawn, they are soulless!”

  Not only did most of the participants on the scene show embarrassment, even those who were watching the live broadcast of the game expressed sympathy for them.

   "I don't know who came up with this topic, so I asked them to draw these antiques."

   "Is the vase full of gems real? If it is true, how much is it worth!"

   "Sure enough, the International Painting and Calligraphy Competition has never disappointed. Especially this year, you have found that there is no one. In addition to the very beautiful young lady from the Imperial Dou family, there is also a girl who is more beautiful than her in this year's competition."

  "God, that's an angel. It's so beautiful, and it looks so small. It's so small that he can enter the finals of the International Painting and Calligraphy Competition!"

  "This kind of girl participates in the competition, even if the painting is mediocre, I am willing to buy her painting."

"plus one."

  ……

  There is a row of people behind Ziyi who want to buy her paintings, no matter how well they paint.

  Game field.

  Zi Yi quickly finished reading all the antiques, and glanced at Dou Xiangling, who was carefully observing a jade from the empire.

  She walked to Dou Xiangling and whispered about the background of this jade and who used it at that time.

   Dou Xiangling's eyes flashed with surprise, and soon he pressed down again.

   Then Zi Yi told her all the information about the antique pieces next to her.

  Her speed is very fast, the curvature of her lips is small, and she knows how to avoid the camera, everyone only saw her standing behind Dou Xiangling for a while and then left.

  Zi Yi returned to her easel and started to draw lines with her paintbrush.

  (End of this chapter)