The Hidden Heiress Is a Secret Big Shot

Chapter 146 - 146 146 Drive to Death



Chapter 146: Chapter 146 Drive to Death Chapter 146: Chapter 146 Drive to Death Ye Zhi parked the car outside the gallery, “Boss, I’ve enrolled you in a driving school class. Everything’s sorted, you just need to find some time to take the test.”

Beijing was different from their time on the international line. It’s still more convenient to drive oneself.

Qingwu’s skills were sufficient, no need to waste time in a driving school class. Just take the exams and finish all the subjects in one day.

“If you are driving next time and encounter idiots of that quality, just drive and crash into them!”

Qingwu replied calmly, “If it were somewhere else, he would be dead by now.”

Considering the many collaborations between the Su Family and the Shen Family, Su Wenyin was still alive.

If Qingwu encountered Su Wenyin at the border, he would be greeted by bullets and fists from the High Tower…

Those things, they don’t have eyes!

Qingwu walked into the gallery and was drawn to a few people ahead who were loudly arguing.

Tan Hua was holding a large stack of drafts, looking at the timid intern in front of him.

“I told you to revise this draft, how long has it been, and why is it still not done?”

“I’m sorry, Manager… but I’ve revised it six times already, I didn’t sleep at all last night…”

Tan Hua slapped the draft in front of the intern, angrily saying, “The fact that you didn’t sleep is due to your inefficiency. I told you how to revise it, yet you still can’t get it right. Are you blaming me?”

“Manager, were you referring to the first version? I did it that way initially, but you said it wasn’t good…”

“You still dare to talk back? Your own revisions are poor, do you still want this month’s internship allowance?”

The intern’s eyes were filled with tears, feeling desperately wronged, with dark shadows under her eyes.

She squatted down, tears falling as she lowered her head.

Qingwu walked up, picking up the draft in front of the intern. “What needs so many revisions?”

As soon as they saw her, the gallery employees immediately bowed, “Good morning, President Shen.”

Tan Hua quickly put on a fawning smile.

“President Shen, you’re here. It’s just a small matter, these interns don’t do any work all day and can’t handle even simple tasks. You don’t need to worry…”

Qingwu looked at the intern in front of her. “Do you have a pen?”

“Yes, yes!”

The intern handed Qingwu a pen from her pocket, tears not yet dried.

Qingwu quickly scribbled on the paper, highlighting all the areas the intern hadn’t noticed.

“See, the perspective data here is wrong; some needs to be subtracted from the original base.”

“This section’s gallery needs a different theme tone to better highlight the artwork itself.”

“This part’s data should be like this.”

The intern was dumbfounded!

In just a few minutes, how did President Shen spot all these issues?

Many things Tan Hua hadn’t noticed; he just felt something was off but couldn’t pinpoint it, while President Shen swiftly identified the problems!

“You couldn’t see these?”

Qingwu’s sharp gaze fell on Tan Hua’s face, making him break into a cold sweat.

“Uh, President Shen, I am not a professional in art exhibitions…”

“If you’re not a professional, why not leave these matters to someone more professional? Using your non-professional perspective to guide professional affairs, don’t you think that’s irresponsible?”

Tan Hua lowered his head, unsure whether to feel ashamed or embarrassed. “President Shen… I realize my mistake.”

Qingwu handed the revised work to the intern, her warm hand gently wiping away the intern’s tears.

“Understand now?”

“Yes… I understand!”

The intern was awestruck. President Shen personally wiped her tears and spoke to her so gently… what a heavenly boss!

“What’s your name?”

“Jin Qianqian! I just graduated from the art school this year and am interning at the gallery…”

Qingwu nodded, “I will remember you. Your exhibition design is very talented; if you encounter problems in the future, just come directly to me.”

“Is that really okay? President Shen, you’re so busy!”

“It is.”

Jin Qianqian’s eyes practically sparkled looking at Qingwu. She had been working long overtime every day recently, revising drafts after work, changing every detail countless times, yet Tan Hua was still dissatisfied, saying she would fail her internship…

But President Shen was so kind, not only helping her revise the draft but also wiping her tears—truly wonderful!

Qingwu looked at Jin Qianqian and said calmly, “You don’t need to work today, go home and rest. It’s impossible to work better in poor spirits, and you’ll still be paid.”

“Can I really?”

“Of course.”

Qingwu glanced at Tan Hua, who seemed about to speak again, his expression indifferent. “Manager Tan, come to my office.”

“Okay, President Shen. Letting her go home to rest is really against the rules, perhaps it could be counted as a day off instead…”

“In this gallery, does what I say still count? I told Jin Qianqian to go home and rest, don’t you understand?”

Tan Hua wiped the cold sweat off his face, “It counts, what you say certainly counts.”

Jin Qianqian watched the backs of Qingwu and Tan Hua leaving, teary-eyed. President Shen, obviously younger than her, was so incredible, so outstanding and gentle…

Closing the office door, Qingwu raised her eyes to look at Tan Hua.

“I don’t want to see any employee exploitation or issues with releasing personal stress. If you have personal emotions affecting your work, adjust them before coming back. If you’re not professional enough, go learn. Leave professional matters to professionals.”

“This…”

Tan Hua was somewhat at a loss for words.

Having him go learn would waste too much time, right? If more people managed the gallery, his power would be dispersed, and the benefits would be reduced…

It took a lot of effort to squeeze Feng Han out. He wouldn’t want others to take away his management authority again!

Besides, it’s just some drafts. By looking more, wouldn’t he know where the issues lie? It’s the interns who lack patience, what’s wrong with revising more?

Qingwu’s gaze was cold and relentless.

“Manager Tan, do you think you can handle everything?”

Tan Hua gritted his teeth, “I can, President Shen. I’m also thinking about saving costs for our gallery. I’ve handled these matters before, and I certainly can in the future. Trust me.”

Qingwu gave a cold humph, standing up from the chair to leave the office.

Tan Hua didn’t understand, quickly following Qingwu.

“President Shen, isn’t this the exhibition hall we set up last month?”

“I remember, this exhibition hall was your responsibility. Feng Han didn’t interfere.”

Tan Hua was somewhat proud, puffing out his chest, “Yes, it was me. This exhibition hall’s performance was quite good, the industry reviews were also excellent!”

As long as President Shen takes a careful look at this exhibition hall, she’ll know he has talent too. After Feng Han left, these duties should naturally be his to handle, with more gallery power returning to him…

Qingwu looked at the exhibition hall in front of her, signaling everyone to leave.

She placed a hand on one of the load-bearing pillars and, with a bit of force from her arm, the entire exhibition hall quickly collapsed right before them!

Tan Hua was almost scared senseless!

“How… how did this happen?”

Qingwu withdrew her hand, patting the dust on it, her expression indifferent.

“Manager Tan, is this what you call a good exhibition hall? Collapses at a touch; even a shoddy construction is sturdier than this!”


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