Almighty painter

Chapter 209 The New Studio in Yangon
"Cousin, why do you look down on me so much?"

Ole hissed.

He didn't understand why Anna would rather be treated as a joke than obediently cooperate with them.

Why bother,
Where is the confidence of the other party, or is she just trying to hold on?

"I suggest you think carefully..." He sneered.

"No need."

Anna no longer hesitated this time.

She rang the bell beside the table, and asked the housekeeper to call a nurse to push herself away, ending the conversation: "Because I don't like you at all."

"I despise neither you nor your planned future."

Anna said calmly, "Those who abandon art will also be abandoned by art. Those who think that beauty can be measured by money will eventually be fooled by the market. Wealth is only a tool leading to eternal beauty, not our pursuit of the muse." The reason for the journey."

"I originally wanted to tell you that the vision and persistence of the Elena family will naturally prove it after a long time." Anna paused for a moment, and she blinked, "But now, it won't take long, you can... Well, it would be nice if we had our annual meeting in April."

What the girl had in mind was actually that she suggested that Cousin Ole could go to the bookstore to buy a new copy of "The Little Prince" released by Scholastic Group after a while.

The words are about to exit,

Anna thought it was better to get out of the way, so she swallowed it back.

she knows,
In fact, even if I talked to the other party about Detective Cat today, it shouldn't matter.

A private bank went to an international giant publishing house, trying to block the release of a certain fairy tale book.There are two things to say about whether you have this ability, but this matter sounds a bit too nonsensical.

Nobody does that.

With Ole's personality, he would definitely not take a small illustrator to heart.

His idea was not wrong at all, it was just that he met a painter who was completely unreasonable.

If this sister's works were not so amazing, even the former Miss Irina would not think that a fairy tale illustration could cause any disturbance.

"Just wait for the flowers to bloom. We will see the result after a while."

This thought turned in Anna's mind.

Miss Elena was pushed to the door, and seemed to remember something.

She motioned for the nurse to stop for a while, put her hand on the door frame, and turned to face the actress who had been at a loss since they started arguing.

"By the way, sister, let me say something by the way." Anna smiled narrowly.

"No matter what kind of sweet words he said to you, I personally don't suggest that you have too much fantasy about a playboy like my cousin, you know? He just said to me, you are a brainless A bitch a third!"

Ana stared at the room for two seconds.

She was very satisfied to see some naive and innocent sexy girls. She didn't know whether she was angry or ashamed, and her face turned blue and white in an instant.

My cousin was right.

New World American girls are wild enough.

How angry she was just now.

The actress, who is a little taller than Ole after wearing high heels, obviously understands that the elegant lady doesn't have to lie to her.

She exploded with a bang!

Holding Ole's tie with one hand, and pointing at the other's chest with the other, he yelled angrily, obviously you just said that you love me last night, even though you were a guest at someone else's house, and instantly and Ole gets entangled.

"Let's go."

Anna nodded, let go of her hand and let the nurse push her out of the living room, leaving all the hustle and bustle behind.

"It seems that the lady is about to fight with Mr. Kruger. Miss, I need to send someone to stop it."

After half a minute,

The butler chased after him.

The old servant's words were full of schadenfreude, which was rare, and he just asked out of professional ethics, and had no subjective initiative to stop this farce.

Anna smiled silently.

After receiving the news from Detective Cat, I am in a really good mood now, so I have the heart to do this little prank revenge before leaving.

It didn't cause any real harm to Cousin Ole, but Miss Irina just wanted to tear off that disgusting smile on his face.

Anna secretly cheered for the actress in her heart, hoping that the other party would slap Cousin Ole's smooth side face without any stubble, two big slaps would be even better.

But she shook her head after all: "Forget it, that sister is still wearing high heels, she will be at a disadvantage when she acts, so separate them."

"I just left a male servant to watch. If Mr. Kruger fights back hard, separate them and call the police. By the way, I also know a few good senior lawyers who are anti-couple domestic violence?" Yin smiled twice.

After thinking about it, Anna nodded and agreed: "Well, that's it. Take me back to the bedroom, I want to rest for a while."

Miss Irene went back to her room.

After letting the servants leave, she controlled the wheelchair to the balcony, and lightly looked at the primrose field outside the window.

it's beautiful.

In the purple veiled tent in the distance, the birthday party was still going on, but Anna no longer wanted to go down to accept the false compliments and congratulations from those people.

Today, when Anna is 22 years old, no matter how many troubles are coming, how many people are staring at the property of the Elena family in the shadows.

She has already received a most satisfying birthday present.

Miss Yi Lianna watched the sunset silently for a while, then lowered her head and took out her mobile phone, wanting to discuss the manuscript change with Detective Cat.

No matter how troublesome this matter is.

Such an illustration,
It was also worth the effort she put in.

At this time, Anna realized that the other party had sent a message shortly after sending out the drawing, but she hadn't seen it just now.

[Love is not about gazing at each other, but gazing in the same direction—this is what left the deepest impression when I painted "The Little Prince".I know you love The Little Prince so much, so I share it with you. 】

"Love is not looking at each other, but looking in the same direction."

Anna murmured to herself.

love?

She understands that the love in this sentence has nothing to do with lust or men and women, it is not a sweet love between lovers, but something thicker.

It is a more advanced soul entanglement, and it is also a kind of mutual companionship.

But Anna still feels,

This sentence, which was said to her by the detective cat sister of the same woman, is more affectionate and moving than all the hysterical confessions and various interest analysis of Cousin Ole today.

It was one of the most romantic and touching words she had ever heard.

Anna remembered many years ago,

For the first time, I was half-supported and half-carried by my aunt to climb up the tower in the manor, watching the sunset from the sky, and the stars appearing from the night sky.

At that time, neither of them spoke, they looked at the sky silently.

The stars were like a large veil dotted with pearls, slowly unfolding above her head, and the wonderful warmth engulfed her, making her forget her illness and all her troubles.

After my aunt passed away for many years,

When Anna thought she would never feel the same way again,
She found herself wrong.

"August..."

Anna gently scratched the soft nape of the dog's front paws on the wheelchair with her hands, holding the phone in her heart, and tears fell silently.

"I'm such a lucky girl, really."

August quietly looked at the mistress in front of him with his big brown eyes.

Then the big dog quietly stuck out its tongue, gently licking away the teardrops on Anna's chin.

It was as gentle as if my aunt's palm had brushed her cheek.

……

"Ding, ding, ding!"

Good Luck Orphanage,
The foreman of the decoration construction team, who rushed to work overnight, personally nailed the last meter of hanging mirror wire on the ladder to the wall of the room at a position two fists below the ceiling, and then heaved a long sigh of relief.

"I don't think...is it straight enough? Have someone measure it with a laser pointer."

The supervisor with gray hair and wearing a suit had two dark circles under his eyes, yawned a lot, and still persisted in putting forward his professional opinions.

"Straight enough, and besides, we don't have a laser pointer."

The foreman muttered something in Burmese, regardless of whether the other party heard it or not, he asked the younger brothers to pack up the things in the room and prepare to leave.

"It was renovated all night yesterday, right? This is the third day. Brother, which company are you a contractor? Your hair is gray, and you still work so hard. Your big boss will give you no less than 10 points. But This project doesn’t cost much at all!”

A burly man with a dark complexion slipped in and was amazed at the fact that the original bare concrete floor had been covered with dark wooden floors.

The big man is in the engineering business.

Some time ago, I received the modernization task of this old church. Taking advantage of the Farmers’ Day, I just asked my brothers to finish the installation of the old well’s water purification facilities and pipelines.

In the end, he opened his eyes.

The day before yesterday, an Uncle and a group of Hong Hong people also rushed into the venue, busy in a small room, and worked in such abrupt shifts for three days and two nights.

This made the big man feel bad.

work now,
Are they all so curly?

"And... wearing a suit for a supervisor, is this your company's rule? Isn't it hot!" The big man asked inexplicably, trying to find out the other party's way.

Wages in Southeast Asia are low enough.

It can also happen that this kind of volume king enters the market, and the big man feels that the ecology of this industry is simply not fucking healthy.

"Without a laser pointer, I can ask someone to pick it up at the hotel."

Uncle in a suit ignored the big man who came over to ask him about his background.

He inspects the construction marks on the wall.

As Abor said so, he raised his arm and looked at the classic IWC Portuguese series steel watch on his wrist. He felt that the time was indeed about the same, so he didn't demand any more.

Contractor?
Uncle smiled disdainfully at the burly man next to him, and patted his handmade formal suit, which was stained with plaster and dust.

The dust fell, proudly revealing two crossed golden keys.

The VIP butlers of top hotels are no longer ordinary service personnel.

They adhere to the one-stop all-inclusive service entrusted agency concept, in addition to the daily work of the hotel, they are also responsible for handling any local living needs for wealthy people who are not familiar with the place.

Aman transforms the old palace into a detached executive suite. The price on the official website is 500 million kyats per day.

In terms of pricing in the global market of the Aman Group, it is not expensive, but it is already quite scary in Myanmar.

This amount of money is about one month's wages of ordinary people in Paris and London, or three to four times the local per capita annual GDP.

Even if there is a discount for payment in US dollars, there is also a discount for long-term rental, but after a few months of living, it is enough to buy a large coastal duplex apartment locally.

The reason why VIPs are willing to choose luxury hotels is that
What they are buying is not just a hotel facility, but a way of life.

Especially in some remote cities that pay attention to connections, the ecological niche of VIP butlers is actually very similar to Baodangdang or Wang Shitong in the old Shanghai Shili Yangchang.

Since the day Abe joined the industry many years ago,
I have heard in my ears about the weird guests and various unimaginable requests that countless seniors have encountered in this business.

In the middle of the night, I got a bottle of famous wine from a specific place of origin and a specific year for a client, went around the city to find 9999 purple roses, tried to find a way to roll a marriage proposal VCR on the largest video billboard in the city, contacted a private jet charter company, etc. These are very basic requirements.

On the gray side, the boss of a multinational group suddenly died of a heart attack in the middle of the night. In order to stabilize the stock price, under the witness of his family members and accompanying private lawyers, instead of calling the police, he asked the housekeeper to make up the corpse and secretly send it to a private hospital. .Why did a local tycoon in the Middle East go to the black market overnight to buy 80 peacocks and two small tigers along the way on a whim.

There is also an even more bloody legend, in the famous Mumbai hotel hostage incident, in order to cover the VIPs, the butlers played hide-and-seek with the terrorists in the big hotel, and shot passionately at the extremists with the AK47 they picked up.

Many are like urban legends.

I don't know whether it's true or not.

Abo has been in the industry for so many years, and he has seen the world, but this is the first time he has become a contractor to do surprise renovations.

Who makes the customer God?

It's really hard to understand how rich people think. Uncle has told the wife of the great artist that no matter what kind of studio Miss Sakai needs, he can find someone to clean it up immediately.

The Aman Hotel on the banks of the Yangon River is the most beautiful and laid-back place in town.

How many foreign tourists and escort girls are complacent about being able to take a photo in Aman's room and check in on INS.

Isn't it good to draw directly in the hotel!
They are not happy, and they are still stubborn to decorate the small room in this slum area.If the guest moved his mouth, he would break his legs.

The housekeeper Uncle has been squinting for a total of several hours these days, and his bones are about to soften.

He checked the picture wires on the wall one last time, and then turned on the light switch in the room.

Bright and soft fill light, like the sun shining from the ceiling.

The so-called mirror line is about five centimeters wide, with grooves in the middle for hanging ropes and hooks, wooden or aluminum rails, which are found in professional studios, and are used to hang paintings and dry oil paintings in batches.

The solid wood floor and all paints and glues are [-]% environmentally friendly and formaldehyde-free materials in accordance with Mrs. Sakai's requirements.

These things are actually not difficult. The housekeeper knows where to get them, and even the hotel's logistics warehouse has ready-made ones.

For tasks such as laying the floor, hire an experienced master, and it will be done in a few hours.

What really took a lot of effort was actually the lighting in the studio, the Philips SKY300 tubular fill light.

Contains color science chip.

The color temperature ranges from 4000K to 12000K, which can respectively simulate the light feeling of moonlight and sunlight captured by human eyes, without any color difference and color cast when creating.

money is trivial,
People who can afford to live in Aman don't care about adding thousands of dollars to the hotel bill.

The main reason is that it is hard to buy. If the hotel itself does not cooperate with local suppliers of Philips, it would be quite difficult to get these lamps in a short time.

There's also the issue of electricity.

It was too late to lay out the photovoltaic circuit, and the power supply was unstable.The housekeeper, Uncle, was going to ask Mrs. Sakai for instructions in the end, or else he might as well rent a powered car roof for a while.

In the end, the headmistress of the orphanage said that there was actually a diesel engine in the basement of the church, but it was not powerful enough for the whole orphanage to use, and they couldn't afford diesel for a long time.

After discussing with the foreman, Uncle and the foreman adopted the method of adding a generator and a lead-acid battery to prevent the noise from affecting Mrs. Sakai's daughter's creation.

"It's really an artist's willfulness, like magic. The money to build this studio is probably enough for this orphanage to live up and down for a year."

Abor took one last look at this scene, which was like moving a high-end studio into an old building with a history of hundreds of years out of thin air in three days, and sighed.

He waited for the last bit of dust left by the decoration in the studio to be cleaned up, turned on the two wall-mounted air purifiers to the maximum, and closed the door of the room.

(End of this chapter)