Chapter Eleven: Good Feelings

  Zhao An glared at Yao Yao and said, "Master, my disciple is straightforward, please forgive her. Yaoyao, take a closer look at those two paintings. One of them is in the style of modern Lingnan School, while the other is a representative work of the ancient Four Wangs School. One brush, two birds, two completely different styles."

  "The master is telling us that he has completely transcended any particular school of thought, indeed, with the master's abilities, he can establish his own school. I'm so foolish to have asked about the master's school, Yaya, quickly apologize to the master."

  Upon hearing Zhao An's words, Yao Yao glared at Yan Feng and said: "Master, he may be the great master in your eyes, but not in mine. Today, she is my follower and also an employee of our company, my subordinate. Scolding him a couple of times is a very normal thing, and it's already being lenient on him by not firing him."

  Having said that, Yao Yao seemed to have a very strong sense of superiority, looking at the other three girls and her teacher with pride, as if saying, "You see, such a highly skilled master is just my subordinate, and still my best one."

  Upon hearing Yao Yao's words, Zhao An couldn't help but laugh and cry at the same time. However, instead of forcing Yao Yao to apologize to Yan Feng, he said to Yan Feng: "A great master hides in the city, with such exceptional painting skills, yet without any fame, truly a person who is indifferent to fame and fortune. Don't worry, I won't spread the word about today's events."

  When he heard Zhao An's words, Yan Feng smiled and nodded. He was not a great recluse hiding in the city! It was clear that he had just learned it and hadn't had a chance to show off yet. Now that he had demonstrated his ability, he was thought to be unwilling to make a name for himself and had closed up again. Yan Feng didn't dare to explain anything.

  Would he even take the initiative to say that he is enthusiastic about fame and fortune? Anyway, there will be opportunities to show it later, so Yan Feng didn't explain anything. After hearing Zhao An's evaluation of Yan Feng, Zhao An's three disciples looked at Yan Feng with more respect and eagerness in their eyes, especially Chen Pei Ting.

  Since ancient times, beautiful women have loved talented men. Yan Feng's painting skills are so superb, and his appearance is also considered to be above average. Someone like Chen Peiting, a princess with a thousand gold coins, doesn't care about many things. Although political marriages still exist today, they generally occur when both parties' children are willing. If there's a good match, parents usually won't force it. Therefore, Chen Peiting has the right to choose her own partner, and now she has some thoughts about Yan Feng.

  Then, Zhao An said: "Alright, today you can all see the master's painting skills with your own eyes, which will also be of great help to your future studies. You several go down, can the master and old man me discuss the morality of painting?" Yan Feng's painting skills were superb, but letting him speak out loud was more difficult than ascending to heaven.

  There's a saying that goes "can be appreciated but can't be expressed", and Yanzhuo hasn't received systematic education, so he doesn't understand many professional terms related to painting, how could he explain?

  Yan Feng hastily said: "Master Zhao is a disciple of a famous family, but I haven't had systematic learning, and it's just some things that I've come to understand on my own, which are hard to put into words."

  Zhao An said: "It can be understood but cannot be put into words. The old man Tang was too abrupt."

  Yan Feng listened and smiled, saying: "So I'll take my leave first. Today I'm out with Deputy Director Yao on business, can't stay too long at Old Zhao's place."

  Upon hearing Yan Feng's words, Zhao An nodded and then said to Yao Yao: "Yao, you should show some respect to the master. If the master teaches you something, it's not difficult for me to surpass this old man, do you understand?"

  Yao Yao dared to talk back to her parents, but only to Zhao An was she always very obedient. She nodded and said, "I know, teacher." Zhao An listened, nodded, and then Yan Feng and others left his office.

  On the road, while walking, Chen Pingting asked: "What is the little master's name?"

  Yan Feng listened and said: "Yan Feng, you don't have to call me Master this and Master that, just call me Yan Feng."

  Chen Pingting had previously questioned himself and even made himself apologize, but after proving his own strength, the other party directly apologized. This kind of personality that knows when to admit mistakes is greatly appreciated by Yan Feng, which is why he spoke up about a draw, not wanting to offend this official's second generation too much, lest they encounter some big trouble.

  However, he didn't mean to fawn on these people either. It's just that Chen Pei Ting had a good personality, so Yan Feng didn't avoid her from afar. Chen Pei Ting heard Yan Feng's words and nodded, saying: "What position do you hold in Yao Yao's company? I can help arrange for you to work in the government as a civil servant, how about it?"

  Yan Feng's heart skipped a beat when he heard this. As a civil servant, before and after going to university, Yan Feng knew that being a civil servant was the most promising thing, eating public food, holding an iron rice bowl, and having a little bit of power, living a comfortable life. However, being a civil servant is not something that ordinary people can do, money and influence are indispensable.

  Although he envied, Yanfeng had never thought that he could become a civil servant. Now, a tempting offer is in front of him, how can Yanfeng not be moved? However, being moved is one thing, whether to accept it or not is another matter. Nothing comes easily, you have to make enough efforts to get something.

  Even the company's lottery system requires karma points! Moreover, being a civil servant is like being half an official, and all the intrigue is annoying. After some consideration, Yanfeng said: "I think it's pretty good to stay in the company for now, no plans to jump ship."

  Yao Yao saw him and said with some satisfaction: "You're quite sensible. Do you know how much your breach of contract is worth?"

  Yan Feng listened and said: "How much?" "One million, our group has been short of people recently. If you don't work for a full year and leave the company ahead of time, the penalty is one million."

  Yan Feng listened, but didn't have any particular feeling, after all he had no intention of job hopping. Chen Pei Ting listened and a hint of disappointment flashed in her eyes, then she said: "Yao Yao, remember our bet tonight, Master, I'll take my leave first."

  Chen Pingting finished speaking and left by herself. Yao Yao waved her fist at Chen Pingting's back, saying: "You will definitely lose!"

  Yan Feng saw it and said, "What's the bet?" Yao Yao heard this, her beautiful eyes widened in anger, saying, "You don't need to know, just follow me, now we're going to eat."

  The four of them painted for more than three hours, and now it's past 12 o'clock, just in time for lunch. Yanfeng heard this and said: "I'll go back to school for lunch, I'll come to the company to find you this afternoon."

  Yao Yao said: "Alright, be on time for work at 2 pm this afternoon! I'll leave first!"

  Yao Yao finished speaking and ran out directly. Yan Feng walked out slowly, but when he saw the unfamiliar street, he suddenly realized that he had taken a half-hour drive to get here. There was no bus stop nearby, so he would have to take a taxi back!