Have you found someone?

So fast?!

Hearing this, Li Zongzheng didn't have time to blame her for not knocking on the door when she came in, so he pushed open the office chair and stood up.

"Are you talking about that painter?"

"Yeah!" Jiang Lecheng nodded vigorously and said excitedly, "When I was searching for the submissions in my email, I accidentally saw a painting... It was this, the painter's name was An Ming. I checked his resume and couldn't find this person's resume on major job search software. I guess he just graduated, and 80% of him was a newbie who just entered the industry."

This is very easy to speculate.

There is no need to guess at all.

Anyone with a little bit of contact or a channel for receiving articles will not take on the job of a studio or a second-hand dealer. Not only is it difficult to communicate, but there is a microphone between the real employer, and the price is also suppressed. The money you earn is not as good as moving bricks.

Jiang Lecheng could guess with his feet that the Tianwen Studio that Liu Ye found might not even have 10% of the real manuscript fee!

He took the phone from Le Cheng's hand and looked at the three-dimensional illustration on the screen with brightly colored composition and grand style. Li Zongzheng asked, touching his chin.

"Are you sure this person is the one we are looking for?"

He couldn't see the mystery hidden in the painting, he just thought it looked awesome.

And it's awesome that even laymen can feel.

"It's absolutely impossible to be wrong!" Jiang Lecheng said confidently, "both the style and design ideas are highly consistent, and it has improved a lot on the basis of the original painting. I bet that it is not certain, but our card illustration is definitely the painting of this brother!"

Seeing that his capable general's tone was so affirmative, Li Zongzheng no longer doubted and immediately continued to ask.

"Where is the other person now?"

"From the delivery address filled in in the attached article of the submission email, it is in Yanjing!"

Li Zongzheng nodded and said neatly.

"Is it true in Yanjing? OK, I'll send me a WeChat address later, and I'll go there immediately."

"Go?" Jiang Lecheng was stunned and said sweating, "No, it's not right?"

Isn't this thing just a phone call?

If they are interested, they will naturally come here to report.

Otherwise, even if you meet, it will be useless!

"What does it mean?" Li Zongzheng said dissatisfiedly, "We must pay enough attention to such talents. I will go back and pack my luggage and book a plane ticket for me."

After throwing this sentence away, Li Zongzheng turned around and left, without giving her a chance to complain.

Looking at Mr. Li's back as he left blankly, Jiang Lecheng didn't know what to say for a moment.

You asked me to help book tickets, at least give me an ID number!

Order a yarn without an ID card number—

wrong!

Suddenly realizing a more critical issue, she suddenly came to her senses.

I'm not your secretary.

Why do you book tickets for you?!

...

Regardless of how Li Zong got on the plane in the end, An Ming, who had confirmed that the email had been sent, finally breathed a sigh of relief and closed the laptop.

In order to get the painting done, he hadn't slept once every three days in a row.

In fact, if you were just drawing an illustration, it would not take so long. At least for him, it was common for him to finish the line draft in one hour and finish the coloring in two hours. If he happened to encounter the painting subject and style he was good at, and if he performed stably, the quality would be at a level of 70 to 80%.

It is impossible to survive until now by relying on the studio's turnaround, without any unique skills.

However, he can be said to have carefully studied the details of the works submitted this time. He not only devoted all his life to the extreme, but also specially consulted historical books, striving to incorporate that precipitated sense of the times into the painting.

To be honest, An Ming felt that he was crazy because he had so much effort on the illustration of a card. Not to mention whether anyone could appreciate it, even if he appreciated it, most players who bought skins would not be so careful about the details.

Apart from self-satisfaction, there seems to be no benefit in doing so.

However……

He did this anyway.

It was not just because of obsessive-compulsive disorder in painting, but a kind of intuition in his ears kept telling him that his life might change because of this painting.

The value of this is far from measuring 20,000 yuan.

He decided to take a gamble!

At this moment, the cell phone next to the bed suddenly rang.

An Ming was shocked and quickly picked up his phone.

Unfortunately, the call he came was not a strange call, but a call from his senior who was very powerful and could always help him introduce his work.

Although it was helpless, this was expected.

After all, the event created by Yunmeng Game is so popular, I am afraid that there are not tens of thousands of manuscripts in the email address now and there are thousands of manuscripts. Even if the reviewer of each manuscript has carefully read it, it is impossible for him to be his turn so soon.

After pressing the switch button, An Ming put his phone in his ear.

"Hello?"

"It's me!" Sun Yuda smiled and continued, "Senior brother, how is your life recently?"

"It's pretty good... What's wrong with Brother Sun, is there anything wrong?" Usually, this big guy won't call him when he's fine, so An Ming asked straight to the point.

As he guessed, Senior Sun smiled and said.

"You really guessed it right. I really have something to bother you, junior brother."

An Ming said with a smile.

"Brother Sun, you are so serious. Just tell me if you have any questions. As long as you can help, I will definitely help you!"

Sun Yuda smiled embarrassedly and continued.

"That's so thankful! That's how it's going to be. Didn't you say that those illustrations last time, there are better ideas to change?"

"Yes," An Ming nodded and looked at Sun Yuda strangely, "The studio told me not to have troubles... don't you know?"

"I know, of course," Sun Yuda said with a smile, "This time, the senior brother wants to ask you, is to draw out the creativity you thought of at that time."

The idea that came to mind at that time?

An Ming couldn't help but look embarrassed on his face.

He had used the idea at that time a few minutes ago. The emails that had been sent cannot be cancelled and returned to vote, right? He has never heard of such an operation.

As if he had guessed the embarrassment in his junior brother's heart, Sun Yuda on the other end of the phone gritted his teeth and said as if he had spent a lot of money.

"Five thousand yuan! Five thousand yuan per painting!"

When An Ming, who had a little hesitation expression when he heard this number, nodded and immediately nodded.

"make a deal!"

Whether it can change your destiny is something that will happen in the future.

He doesn't want to miss the money he can make now!

As for whether it was the creative idea he came up with at that time, he didn't say what the creativity was. Who would know if he drew it?

The only thing that confused An Ming was what was the demander planning to take back his own painting?

You won't contribute to your own articles?

Just as An Ming hung up the phone, picked up the tablet again and started to conceive, a text message suddenly popped up from the screen of the phone.

After glanced at the screen, it was a casual look. However, after An Ming accidentally saw the text in the text message clearly, he was stunned.

I saw that in the main text, I wrote this way-

[Hello, I am Li Zongzheng, CEO of Yunmeng Group. I have something to talk to you. If it is convenient, can I make an appointment for tomorrow?]

CEO of Yunmeng Group?

Li Zongzheng?

An Ming looked at the calendar with a strange expression.

hiss……

Today isn't April Fool's Day?

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Chapter completed!