txolops Chapter 125 Jiang Wan Passes Male Test 2
Chapter 125 Jiang Wan Passes Male Test 2
The man was slender with fair skin.
Wearing a linen shirt and matching casual pants.
Her light brown hair was slightly messy.
Those single eyelids lowered their gaze, casting a scrutinizing look.
Although the man's demeanor was rather bland, Jiang Wan sensed a strong sense of wariness from him.
She smiled politely and spoke first.
"Hello, my name is Jiang Wan. Are you Teacher Bai Mu?"
"Yes, that's me." After saying that, the man turned and went into the house.
The door was not closed.
Jiang Wan followed her inside.
The entryway is spacious and covered with gray floor tiles.
A row of low wooden shoe cabinets stood against the wall.
A pair of women's slippers were placed in the most conspicuous spot, and a printed note was pasted on the wall.
The note had two words written on it: For Guest Use.
It's just a matter of a single sentence, yet the protagonist chooses the more troublesome task of printing sticky notes.
Jiang Wan gained a deeper understanding of this new boss.
With such a taciturn personality, it's no wonder he needs to hire an assistant specifically to help him write reflections on his work.
She changed into guest slippers and went inside.
The living room is large, but there isn't much furniture.
A three-seater fabric sofa and two oddly shaped chairs.
A woven rattan chair and a red chair are both very artistic.
To the left of the sofa is a row of standing bookshelves, filled with books and various trophies.
To the right is a wall of paintings.
The man sat down in the wicker chair, pointed to the red chair opposite him, and said, "Sit."
Jiang Wan sat down, and the man reached into the small cabinet beside him, took out a small hardcover picture book, and casually flipped to a page.
Lean forward and place yourself on the small round table between them.
"Tell me, what is the theme of this painting?"
This is a test to see if Jiang Wan has real skills or if she just happened to guess the interview question correctly.
The page he turned to was a work that Jiang Wan had never seen online.
Jiang Wan picked up the picture book and began to observe.
In the room at night, one window was open, and the blue gauze curtains were blown by the wind. There was no light outside.
On the windowsill sat a glass, with a single white camellia flower perched forlornly inside.
Jiang Wan stared at the painting for four or five minutes.
The other party didn't urge her, and didn't even look at her.
After thinking it over, Jiang Wan spoke.
"The theme of this painting is the longing for pure love."
The man in the wicker chair stiffened.
He lifted his eyelids, his gaze falling on Jiang Wan's face, his tone indifferent.
"reason."
Jiang Wan provided her thought process.
"A window is open at night, and the wind blows the blue curtains. These images combined create an underlying tone of melancholy."
"But the opening of the window and the movement of the wind are dynamic images, indicating that the creator himself did not want to wallow in a melancholy atmosphere."
"Of course, these facts alone cannot reveal whether this painting is related to love."
"But the vase on the windowsill can be considered an explicit indication."
"The white camellia symbolizes three meanings: innocence, subtlety, and ideal love."
"Taking all the imagery together, I can interpret this painting as the creator's yearning for pure love, the ideal love, while also representing his cautious attitude despite his desire for it."
After Jiang Wan finished speaking, the man remained silent for three seconds.
He got up, took a larger picture book from the bookcase, and placed it on the round table.
"There are twenty photocopies inside."
"The art exhibition needs to be held next month."
"Write the introduction by hand and hand it to me in a week."
Jiang Wan's dimples appeared, and joy crept onto her brow.
She passed!
The man handed over a business card.
It was pure white, with only the words "Bai Mu" and a phone number on it.
There was no company, no title, and no extra information.
"Contact me when it's done."
"Okay." Jiang Wan took the business card, picked up the heavy brochure, and stood up.
"Teacher Bai Mu, I'll be going now."
The man hummed in agreement.
Jiang Wan, carrying her things, changed her shoes and left.
"Click!"
The sound of the lock clicking shut rang out.
In the living room, Jiang Yubai's gaze fell on the painting on the round table.
This is the first time since he became famous that someone has been able to analyze his work so thoroughly.
Most importantly, the way she looked at him wasn't deliberately ingratiating; it was entirely businesslike.
I hope you can maintain this and not have any ulterior motives.
At this moment, Jiang Yubai could not have imagined—
In the near future.
It wasn't the other person who had ulterior motives, but yourself.
*
Jiang Wan, carrying the heavy picture book, hummed a little tune as she walked towards the front door.
A monthly salary of 18,000 yuan, and such flexible working hours.
This is absolutely amazing!
In addition, she was able to pass the tests of top painters.
It's quite fulfilling.
As Jiang Wan walked to the gate of the villa area, preparing to hail a taxi to leave, her phone suddenly rang.
Gu Manning's phone call.
I pressed the answer button, and her cheerful voice came through.
"Wanwan, I came back yesterday."
"Are you free this evening? I'd like to treat you to dinner."
"have."
"I'll send you the restaurant address later. See you at 5:30."
After hanging up the phone, Jiang Wan took a taxi to the vicinity.
With more than an hour to go before the appointed time, she arrived at a nearby shopping mall.
Thinking of all the gifts Shang Shixu had given me.
Jiang Wan thought she should also give him a gift.
But not knowing what to give as a gift, I could only wander aimlessly.
As I passed by a display case, my eyes were drawn to a pair of cufflinks displayed inside.
The round, polished surface reveals a dark green gemstone.
Exquisite and eye-catching.
Jiang Wan mustered up the courage to step forward and inquire about the price.
The staff member told her with a smile that the price after the discount was 188,000.
Oh, 188,000!
She didn't ask.
Jiang Wan turned and left as if she had never been there.
With her current financial situation, she can afford to buy something worth 20,000 to 30,000 yuan.
Something worth hundreds of thousands is a pipe dream.
Jiang Wan sighed.
Even if a gift is expensive to her, it will seem cheap to Shang Shixu.
This is the trouble caused by class inequality.
As Jiang Wan walked, she pondered and decided to think carefully about what would be a suitable gift.
*
5:30 PM, inside a private room of a restaurant.
Shortly after Jiang Wan sat down, Gu Manning pushed open the door and entered.
After the two ordered their food, Gu Manning took a red box out of her backpack and pushed it in front of her.
"A gift I brought for you."
Jiang Wan opened the box, inside was a thin gold bracelet.
Five four-leaf clover-shaped pendants are evenly strung on the chain.
Each of the four-petaled flowers is set with a diamond in the center.
Under the soft light, the delicate starlight shimmered.
Do you like it?
Jiang Wan nodded. "I like it, but this bracelet must be very expensive, right?"
"If you like it, that's fine. Whether it's expensive or not is nothing compared to the bracelet that Shang Shixu gave you."
Gu Manning smiled and winked at Jiang Wan, "No matter what, you're my great benefactor."
"Please accept this small gift, so I won't have trouble sleeping at night."
She raised her glass to indicate a toast.
Jiang Wan picked up her wine glass and clinked it against hers.
The two chatted as they ate. After Gu Manning finished talking about the fun things that happened during her vacation, she couldn't help but gossip about Jiang Wan.
"Wanwan, have you and Shang Shixu...?"
"No," Jiang Wan answered quickly.
"I haven't finished speaking yet."
No matter what you say, my answer is no.
Seeing that she was really embarrassed, Gu Manning gave up on the topic and instead made a teasing remark.
"If you two really do get married in the future, I must sit at the head table at the wedding."
Jiang Wan hummed in agreement.
Marriage is still a long way off for her.
She'll leave the future to the future; she'll focus on living well in the present.
*
The next day.
Zhijiang County, 3 PM.
The cicadas outside the window chirped incessantly, like a radio that had been left on.
Jiang Wan sat cross-legged on the chair, with half a watermelon in front of her.
She was happily scooping with a stainless steel spoon in her hand.
My eyes are fixed on the phone on the stand, where a variety show is playing.
The phone suddenly switched to a call, and the caller ID displayed the caller ID and time sequence.
Jiang Wan answered the call, and a cold voice came through, "I'm downstairs."