“Mother and daughter Gu went straight over to their place but Mr. Gu wasn’t home at the time.

“His newly wedding wife and kid were home. Madam Gu was stunned when she saw them.”

“Newly wedding wife?”

Gu Shishi was super entertained as the story unfolded.

She had just taken a sip of the banana milkshake when she was shoved a mouthful of melon.

Her eyes widened.

Gu Shishi hasn’t even arrived home when she received the pleasantly surprised call from Manager Jie.

“Boss, I just received quite a few calls from disciples of various ink painting masters; a few of them were even their direct disciples.

“They all said that they were referred by you… Ink Painting Guru?’

Hearing that, Gu Shishi felt that these elderlies had kept to their words and were very efficient.

“That’s right. Talk to them and, depending on our budget, don’t slash the too much.”

Manager Jie acknowledged her and wanted to ask more about Ink Painting Guru.

“It is the Ink Painting… Guru’s token gesture that we are talking about here. What does that have to do with learning poems and lyrics?”

Hearing that from the car, Gu Shishi wiped off her sweat.

The president was surely a wise man.

The very next second, Huang Chuan said very matter-of-factly, “As for my work, my specialty is lyrics and the lyrics fuse with the painting. If she could use any help in that area, naturally I will be the best person for that job.

Gu Shishi, “… …”

Siyi, “… … em, should we talk about the token gesture?”

“I apologize. I am not well versed in captioning so I borrowed the poem from a famous poet.”

And that added to the confusion of the gender of the artist.

It was silence from a cold winter night again after she finished saying that.

Gu Shishi pondered a little and responded to a question from earlier.

“I am 23 years old.

“Going on 24 after the new year.”

BAM! – came the sound of a chair flipping over from the other end!

24…