Ex-wife strategy: Mr. Gu dotes on me to the core

Chapter 25 Finding a New Job

"Yep!"

Director He is a student of Teacher Yan and Ye Xihe’s fellow senior.

"He Yuan, please support her more."

This is the first time that Teacher Yan has asked He Yuan to take care of someone. No matter what, she will agree.

"Teacher, don't worry."

As a senior who has been immersed in the workplace for so many years, she can see that Ye Xihe is not a useless idiot.

Ye Xihe was immersed in the joy of finding a job. She did not expect that this time she would find a job that was consistent with her major and so satisfying.

Although her monthly salary is only 5000 yuan, she is already very content.

The next day, she arrived at the art museum 10 minutes earlier than the agreed time. Her respect for punctuality made He Yuan secretly praise her. Teacher Yan would not cheat her.

"Xiaoye, today you are familiar with the creative process and ideas of Yayoi Kusama's works. You will be responsible for explaining the exhibition to the exhibitors tomorrow."

"Director He! Can I do that?" Ye Xihe did not expect that he would be given such an important task as soon as he came over.

"Of course you can, do it well!" He Yuan patted her shoulder.

Ye Xihe couldn't believe that not long ago, he was working as a full-time wife at home, and now he could stand on the exhibition stand of an art museum and explain his works!
In the exhibition center, Ye Xihe was familiar with the works with an exhibition brochure. Colleagues in small groups passed by him. When they looked at her with strange eyes, there were whispers behind her.

She was looked at inexplicably, but from yesterday to today, Ye Xihe had only communicated with He Yuan, and no one else had time to say hello. She thought maybe everyone suddenly saw a strange colleague and became curious.

Ye Xihe was immersed in the works of teacher Yayoi Kusama. When others passed by her, she didn't care anymore.

In the bathroom, the colleagues outside were talking about the connections of the art museum. Ye Xihe was in the bathroom, listening with his ears pricked up.

I thought I was getting something right when I walked in!
"That's right. I just came here yesterday and asked her to decorate the works of Master Yayoi Kusama. There must be so much backstage behind this!"

"Director He received it personally. Don't say anything. We can't afford to offend you. Just stay away."

"Oh, you can hide there. You can grab whatever she likes directly. Sister Dai'er was originally in charge of Yayoi Kusama's works. I heard that Sister Dai'er has handed in several copies of the planning book. After revising it several times, I thought she would be in charge of teacher Yayoi Kusama’s exhibits, but it turned out that Director He asked her to be a new person.”

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Ye Xihe came out of the toilet only after the people in the toilet left.

She was confused. She didn't have any background?

I don’t know Director He either, because it must be the person named Sister Dai’er. The planning book is too rubbish, right?

How come these people never reflect on themselves and always look for reasons from others.

Ye Xihe didn't expect that on his first day at work, he would make enemies everywhere and have the status of a related household! !

She was forced to become a related household, but that was fine, because no one would dare to mess with her in the future.

In the blink of an eye, the day came when the Li Zilong Art Museum was developed. Because it is the largest art museum in the city, many people in the industry and local citizens came here because of its reputation.

Teacher Yayoi Kusama's booth where Ye Xihe was located was crowded with people. She introduced her every 15 minutes. She repeated her lines countless times in the morning.

Just after the introduction, I saw a woman with a staff sign, high heels, and a large group of people walking towards her.

Ye Xihe instinctively had a bad premonition in her heart, and her sixth sense was always very accurate. "Everyone, this is Teacher Yayoi Kusama's booth. If you have any confusion, you can ask Planning Ye. She is the person in charge of this booth."

Then, the people dispersed.

Because of the close proximity, Ye Xihe could clearly see the woman's job badge: Team Leader 1 of the Planning Department, Qing Dai.

So that's it, she took someone else's job and brought a group of people to find trouble?
"Manager Ye, thank you for your hard work." After saying that, Qing Dai stood aside, waiting to see her joke.

Ye Xihe pretended not to know anything and smiled at Qingdai. When faced with the initial questions from the group, she answered them smoothly and professionally.

At this time, someone in the crowd suddenly asked: "Mr. Ye, what do you think of the works created by Yayoi Kusama when she was in a poor mental state?"

This question is a tricky one, a double-edged sword. If the answer is not good, it will easily offend the entire art world. Then Ye Xihe's nascent artistic career will be ruined and he will never be able to stand up again.

"Art is a form of expression. Different authors have different inspirations at different times, but the works they create are the best representation of the author himself. I believe everyone's works are the same."

Ye Xihe would not arbitrarily judge the works of such international masters. This was taught to her by Teacher Yan when she was in school. At that time, Ye Xihe was young and frivolous and made a lot of nonsense in the art appreciation class. Later, Teacher Yan asked her to talk to her. .

From that time on, she began to follow Teacher Yan and ask all kinds of questions, which she had not dared to do before, because Teacher Yan was regarded by everyone as a bad old man with a very vicious mouth.

"Planner Ye is very professional. You must have been in the industry for many years, right?"

The person who asked this question was a weakling. Ye Xihe glanced at Qingdai. She was standing behind the crowd, putting her hands on both sides, acting as a hand-waving shopkeeper.

"This question has nothing to do with this exhibition, right?"

Ye Xihe is not a soft persimmon, and she will let these people handle it casually. When she needs to be tough, she will not give these people any face. How could anyone ask the curator about his industry experience during the exhibition?

This is all personal privacy, okay!

Qing Dai's face turned livid when she saw that no one had gained anything in front of her.

The citizens nearby also felt that this group of people with long hair and beads hanging on their hands had bad intentions, and the enthusiastic citizens could not stand it anymore.

"Enjoy the exhibition and appreciate it. There is something you don't know about. There is an exhibit manual at the door, but you have to make noise in front of the booth because you are stupid and disturb everyone's enjoyment."

"That's right! Why don't you hurry up and learn the knowledge you know so well? You seem to be studying art. Didn't the teacher teach you to check the information on your own?"

"The life of teacher Yayoi Kusama is available on Baidu Encyclopedia. If you are not sure, take out your phone, open Baidu, search for Yayoi Kusama, and you will be able to find the answer you want to know."

Faced with the anger of the public, this group of college students fled. It is impossible for real people in the industry to just listen to the opinions of Qing Dai, a curator.

Therefore, Qingdai could only spend money to find some college students majoring in art to come and ask these tricky questions.

Ye Xihe originally thought that he would have to waste some words to get rid of these people.

Unexpectedly, I was lucky and got help from the citizens.

Unfortunately, one wave just subsides, and another wave rises.

This is the first exhibition since the opening of the museum, and it is planned to be open for free for three days.

But at night, when Ye Xihe checked the work, he found that the innermost polka-dotted pumpkin was damaged!

If someone discovers that the works in the museum are defective, the reputation of the museum will be ruined!
(End of this chapter)