The Little Brat’s Sweet And Sassy

Chapter 647 True or False

Ning Li stood up.

Fu Niannian and Tang Yi looked at each other and gave Ning Li a thumbs up.

“Little Junior Sister is indeed the best!”

After the news of Yan Qiu being hospitalized had spread, quite a number of people at the institute were actually itching to make a move.

After all, the opportunity to become Shen Zhijin’s assistant was rare.

Even if it was only temporary, it would be enough to prove your excellence. In the future, if you were to use this on your resume, it would definitely be an additional stroke of glory.

However, in Fu Niannian and Tang Yi’s opinion, Ning Li was still the best choice.

Little Junior Sister’s research ability was outstanding, her German was good, and her personality was low-key, steady, and meticulous.

Was there anyone more suitable than her?!

Ning Li followed Shen Zhijin into his office.

Shen Zhijin got straight to the point.

“Ning Li, you know about Yan Qiu’s situation. He will need to be hospitalized for about a week. I hope that during this period of time, you’ll be able to temporarily take over his work.”

Ning Li had not expected Shen Zhijin to actually choose her.

Shen Zhijin continued to speak. “I will personally handle some of the content. The rest of the content that you are more familiar with or that can be covered by your ability will be distributed to you. So, you don’t have to worry that it’s beyond your capabilities. In addition, during this period of time, I will give you a subsidy and remuneration according to the same standards as Yan Qiu. Please think about it.”

Ning Li blinked. Just as Fu Niannian and Tang Yi had said, this was an opportunity that many people could not get even if they begged for it.

Now, not only was Shen Zhijin giving her the opportunity, he was even giving her “preferential conditions”.

The corners of her lips curled up.

“Teacher Shen, does this mean that Senior Brother Yan Qiu and I will be getting equal pay for equal work?”

Graduate students and Ph.D. students were paid with subsidies. The government would give a certain portion, and the rest would be covered by the boss.

Therefore, their overall monthly “salary” was still decided by the boss.

Based on Ning Li’s understanding of Yan Qiu and the others, Shen Zhijin’s subsidies were the highest in the entire academy.

Coupled with the fact that they often did projects and published papers, they had indeed saved up a fairly substantial amount of money.

Upon hearing this, Shen Zhijin also smiled. The smile on his handsome and clear face was relaxed.

“Yes.”

He handed over the sealed document bag.

Ning Li accepted it with both hands.

“Teacher Shen, don’t worry. During this period of time, I will try my best to do well.”

Shen Zhijin nodded with a faint smile.

“Okay.”

Just like that, Ning Li temporarily took over Yan Qiu’s position and became Shen Zhijin’s assistant.

Many people were envious after learning about it, but they also knew that Ning Li indeed had the ability. They could only sigh that the person who was chosen by the big boss was indeed a very capable person.

Although Ning Li was only a freshman, her scientific research ability was not inferior to Yan Qiu and the others. In addition, her command of the German language was also very outstanding, so she quickly got the hang of the job.

She did an impeccable job of all the tasks that Shen Zhijin had given her, including the translation of the materials, communication with various parties, and the supervision and promotion of the progress of various projects.

With this, even the last doubtful voices disappeared.

That afternoon, Ning Li was in class when she received a message from Wei Songze. [ Wei Songze: Sister Li, is your ‘Seventeenth Night’ going to be auctioned again? ] Ning Li was stunned.

‘Seventeenth Night’ was an oil painting that she had sold last year. At that time, it had been sold to a mysterious buyer for 3.7 million yuan.

A year and a half had already passed.

If a painting that had already been sold appeared on the market again, the most likely reason was that the seller had chosen to auction it off again.

This was actually a very normal situation, but this was the first time for Ning Li.

All the paintings that she had successfully auctioned off before had never been resold.

That was why Wei Songze had contacted her as soon as this had happened.

Ning Li glanced at the podium, put away her phone, stood up quietly, and left through the back door.

University classes were relatively flexible, and the teachers of the Institute of Physics liked Ning Li a lot.

The lecturer glanced at her but did not say anything. Instead, he continued his lecture.

Ning Li walked out of the classroom and chose a quiet corner in the corridor. She called Wei Songze back. He answered very quickly. “Sister Li?”

In a direct manner, Ning Li asked, “Where did you learn this news?”

Wei Songze said, “It was at an art gallery. I passed by their entrance today and casually took their promotional pamphlet to have a look. I saw your painting in the catalog. So I was wondering, Sister Li, your painting had already been sold last year. Could it be that the previous buyer has taken it out again to be resold?”

Ning Li was silent for a moment.

“I’m not sure.”

In fact, she did not think so.

From her first painting, “Kiss,” until now, in the past few years, all the paintings she had sold had been bought anonymously.

Although she had no evidence, she had an inexplicable feeling in her heart that those paintings had been collected by the same person.

Subtly, she felt that the person would not easily resell her paintings. This feeling was inexplicable. Even she herself could not explain how she had come to have this thought.

But she did.

Therefore, when she heard Wei Songze say that “Seventeenth Night” would be auctioned again, her first reaction was disbelief. She paused and asked, “When will the auction for the paintings at the gallery be held this time?”

“It will officially start tomorrow. I saw that their art exhibition will be held for a week.”

One gallery was quite famous in the Capital. The scale and specifications of the art exhibitions that it held could be considered first-class.

Simply put, the gallery was responsible for collecting outstanding paintings from all over the country and putting them together for the exhibition, attracting people from all walks of life to come and see them.

If anyone liked them, they could ask to bid on them

The gallery would take a portion of the selling price of the painting as a commission and could be considered a middleman.

To many artists, this was already an extremely rare affirmation that their work had been selected by a gallery.

However, because Ning Li had already sold this painting before, she was not aware of the situation this time.

Ning Li said: “I understand.”

Rongyue Mansion, master bedroom.

Lu Huaiyu had just woken up. His eyes were half-closed as he leaned against the headboard of the bed, his posture languid.

His slightly messy black hair fell casually over his brow. The lines between his eyebrows and the bridge of his nose were smooth and perfect.

He held his phone and listened to the person across from him.

After a moment, he opened his eyes.

“Seventeenth Night?”

His voice was still a little hoarse, undisciplined, and proud.

“It’s a fake.”

Cheng Xiyue was surprised.

“How can you be so sure?”

When he saw that a gallery was going to auction that painting, he had been quite happy and had specially called Lu Huaiyu. Who would have known that Lu Huaiyu would say that it was fake?

Lu Huaiyu said lazily, “It’s actually in my hands right now. Where did the second “Seventeenth Night” come from?”

Cheng Xiyue was momentarily stunned and could not help but say, “Then, perhaps you are the one who is wrong and the one in your hands is fake?”

Lu Huaiyu chuckled.

“How could I possibly be mistaken?”