Just as Lin Zhiyi was about to stand up, a hand on her shoulder pressed her back into her seat.
Simultaneously, a cup of hot milk appeared in front of her.
She looked up to meet Gong Chen’s deep black eyes.
"You haven’t slept all night, don’t get too emotional. Sit down."
Only then did Lin Zhiyi realize she hadn’t eaten a bite of breakfast.
She hastily drank two gulps of milk and then eagerly looked at Sang Li and Chen Jin.
Sang Li displayed Bai Ruoshu’s new product.
It was a complete set of pearl jewelry.
With previous experience, Lin Zhiyi quickly discovered that the pearls’ arrangement resembled twenty-six letters.
After breaking them down, they corresponded to three sentences.
Fang Sisi, awarded.
Chu Yin, fast.
Exhibition, apply.
After confirming three times, Lin Zhiyi excitedly said, "Chu Yin, it’s Chu Yin, she’s with Fang Sisi. But what do the words at the end mean?"
With that, Gong Chen took out a photo from the document handed over by Chen Jin.
"A photo of Fang Sisi receiving an award, look at the sponsor behind."
At a glance, Lin Zhiyi saw a refined and artistic face.
So that’s Fang Sisi.
The screen behind displays the sponsor, the Bai.
"This is a selection competition held by the Bai Family at an art school. The first prize winner was Fang Sisi, who later went to Bai Ruoshu’s art gallery. Her parents reported her missing, but foreign police indicated Fang Sisi refused to contact her parents—they were powerless."
Speaking, Gong Chen pulled out a family photo of Fang Sisi.
Judging by the attire, Fang Sisi’s family should be well-off, her parents looked composed and graceful.
Gong Chen continued, "A year ago they withdrew the case, seeming to have given up hope of retrieving their daughter."
Lin Zhiyi pointed again to the words following Chu Yin’s name.
"What does fast mean for Chu Yin?"
"Help." Sang Li said decisively, "She’s in danger."
Lin Zhiyi’s breathing hastened, and she forced herself to calm down, pointing to the line below.
"Exhibition should refer to Bai Ruoshu’s art exhibit, but what does apply mean?"
Liao Yi, who was keeping Xingxing company, leaned over.
"I know this, our classmates’ group sent out a notice saying Bai Ruoshu’s gallery is recruiting. Besides skill, there’s an age limit, not over twenty-five, preferably recent graduates. Many of my classmates applied, rumor has it those selected can work abroad after the internship, who wouldn’t want that?"
Bai Ruoshu is too famous now.
Her gallery has also become a venue many art students long for.
Like a beautiful castle: once you enter, you come out a princess.
Lin Zhiyi stood and took Liao Yi’s phone, flipping through the group messages and realizing something.
"Almost all girls, only two boys were selected."
"Wow, they’re all school heartthrobs-level boys and art students, possessing incomparable artistic yet melancholy aura. If you don’t believe me, I’ll show you the photos."
Liao Yi found photos of the two boys.
As a man himself, Gong Chen took one glance to grasp why these two boys were selected.
Really catering to certain tastes.
Even Lin Zhiyi discerned something discreet; these two boys were quite handsome.
Liao Yi said in surprise, "Why are you all looking at me like that? Are you thinking..."
"Hmmm." Lin Zhiyi nodded, "Didn’t you notice the ones agreeing to the interview are all pretty girls?"
Flipping through the chat records, Lin Zhiyi found a person sending notices who doesn’t seem like a student.
"Liao Yi, who is this?"
"The one posting the recruitment info, she’s also doing the first round of screening." Liao Yi replied.
"So after passing the first round of screening, one can meet the gallery director?"
"Yes, that’s what the posted recruitment mentions, and the interview will be in the new exhibition gallery this time."
Liao Yi opened the announcement.
Lin Zhiyi immediately had an idea.
But before she could speak, a man’s deep cold voice interrupted her.
"No."
Every word from Gong Chen was forceful, his gaze exuding coldness.
Lin Zhiyi took a breath, "Isn’t there a faster way?"
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