Since the aristocratic circle is a circle, it naturally has the closed nature of a circle. Without the help of people in the circle to help introduce, people from outside will not be able to squeeze in even if they break their heads.
This is especially true in the royal capital. Grouping, ostracizing, suppressing...these are all essential social skills that those guys have been studying since the elementary school.
The closer you get to the higher-level nobles, the more serious this phenomenon will be, and even civilians will not be immune.
Those ones
"Subordinates" because of the
Being close to "superiors" thus gives them a superior status compared to those of the same class. Such
"Status" cannot be expressed without using such means. Seeing Modric's expectant expression, Wayne looked away speechlessly.
"Asking a question that may be a bit presumptuous, what is Mr. Modric's level of magic?" As long as he can get by, wouldn't it be more enjoyable to rely on magic to get by than to be a painter?
Magicians in the kingdom generally either work in major magic academies, or join the military or major agencies to enjoy special allowances.
No matter what the profession is, the salary is not low. Hearing this, Modric's eyebrows suddenly wrinkled, revealing a trace of bitterness.
"When I was studying at the magic academy in my hometown, I just passed the single-person project in the practical class every time."... It seems that she is a little better than Chris, and about the same as Gavin.
"That's the warehouse where I store it." Modric gestured.
"This is my painting studio."
"The warehouse is too messy. I happened to have just completed a painting recently. Let's invite a few people to the workshop to have a look." Through a long corridor, he led a few people into another room.
It was also very empty inside, with only a few empty easels and a simple wooden table on one side.
As soon as he walked in, Wayne's eyes were attracted by the painting lying horizontally on the wooden table.ぷ999小@说start ΘmΘmA beam of bright light shot into the dim room, illuminating a skull placed on a wooden chair.
The skull was cushioned by a thick red book, and its hollow eyes seemed to be dancing with golden flames. The pale bones looked as smooth as pebbles.
There is also a golden halo hanging on the top of the skull's head. In the picture, only the wooden chair is bright.
The strong contrast between light and darkness even makes people think that the skull is going to escape out of the picture in the direction of the light.
Wayne pondered: "What do you mean by painting it with a halo?" Influenced by Chris, he sometimes accompanied her to watch some paintings, and he also understood the metaphors in some paintings.
At present, the popular painting schools in the royal capital are various religious paintings or realistic paintings of figures.
"Aura" has a particularly specific religious meaning, specifically referring to divinity. Then, the appearance of this skull is quite telling.
Modric just smiled,
"What does Mr. Wayne Wincher think of this painting?"
"Although I don't know a lot of professional knowledge, from a technical point of view, it can be regarded as a very excellent work." Wien said,
"It's just that if it is published to the outside world, it may cause a lot of controversy." It may also trigger strong protests from church people.
From this point of view, the Kingdom Painters Association and he are not the same people at all, and it is not strange to expel him directly.
After all, he creates religious paintings for various churches and believers, but many of them are used by painters to eat.
"I'm never afraid of controversy," Modric said calmly.
"Causing controversy is also a way to gain fame."... Well, I understand the meaning of traffic. Wayne turned his head and asked Chris next to him.
"What do you think?" This man still has some talent, but he may also attract some attacks on the Wenche family and even make some enemies.
"It's up to you." Chris seemed completely unconcerned.
"Don't be casual." She said casually, but if she made a choice that didn't suit her, she would still get angry.
Now Wayne knows these things very well. Hey, woman. He began to hold her hand, squeeze and scratch it, while Chris looked unbothered.
"Since Mr. Modric doesn't want money, what does he want in exchange?" She endured Wayne's harassment and cast her eyes on the painting.
Finally getting to the point, Modric's eyes lit up. He said slowly: "I heard that the Wenche family intends to recruit some painters, and I want to join them to coordinate this work."
"You don't know what these painters are used for, and you want to join them?" Wayne asked doubtfully. What if it is used to worship heaven?
Modric smiled and said: "You have met top painters in several art exhibitions before. In addition, Miss Chris's recent plan to buy land has already attracted the attention of many interested people."
"I think such a high-profile preparation should not be a small move." He said. In terms of the true ambition of founding this publishing house, it is indeed not a small move.
"Then, this land will be considered a gift from you to our family?" Chris asked. A trace of pain flashed across Modric's expression, but he still gritted his teeth and said, "Yes." He had already fought hard for his future.
"Let's go back and discuss it carefully." Chris didn't finish her words.
"I'll give you a reply within two days."... When the drizzle stopped and a rainbow hung in the sky, Wayne and Chris, who had been running around for most of the day, finally returned home.
"I'm so tired." Chris threw the bag in her hand on the table and started lying down again. This has become her regular performance when she returns home every day, which is not in line with the image of a lady at all.
"Didn't you always refuse to come back before? After visiting one house after another." Wayne put away the plans and other things he brought back and gave them to Karen, and asked her to put them back in Duke Elliot's study.
"We've all gone out. Of course we have to solve it all at once." Chrissy kicked off her slippers and rolled around comfortably.
Even with Stephanie's explanation during the field trip, the final decision still needs to be made by her.
"Which address do you think is better?" Recalling the experience just now, Chris fell into difficulty in choosing.
"If we talk about the most economical choice, of course Modric is the one to choose." Wayne unbuttoned his bow tie and a few buttons on the collar of his jacket.
He probably knew that the strength of his paintings alone was not enough insurance, so he deliberately added land to increase his competitiveness.
The Winche family is not short of money, but the initial funds for the publishing house came from Chris's small coffers, and they cannot afford to be wasted.
Of course, Chris will also take a large part of the profits generated in the future. In order to operate healthily and for a long time, these costs should be saved as much as possible, so as to recover Chrissy's funds as soon as possible.
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