"Cousin, do you think so little of me?"
Ole hissed.
He didn't understand why Anna would rather be treated as a joke than cooperate with them obediently.
Why bother,
Where is the other party's confidence, or is she just trying to hold on?
"I suggest you think about it carefully..." he sneered.
"No need."
Anna didn't hesitate this time.
She rang the bell at the table and asked the housekeeper to call the nurse to push her away, ending the conversation: "Because I don't think much of you at all."
"I neither look down upon you nor your planned future."
Anna said calmly, "Those who abandon art will also be abandoned by art. Those who think beauty can be measured by money will eventually be fooled by the market. Wealth is just a tool to eternal beauty, not a journey for us to pursue the muse." The reason for the journey.”
"I originally wanted to tell you that the vision and persistence of the Elena family will naturally be proven over time." Anna paused for a moment, and she blinked, "But now, it won't take long, you can... Well, let’s just meet in April.”
What the girl was actually thinking was that she suggested that cousin Ole go to the bookstore and buy a copy of "The Little Prince" newly released by Scholastic Group.
As soon as the words come out of my mouth,
Anna thought it was better not to cause trouble, so she swallowed it alive.
she knows,
In fact, even if I told the other party about the detective cat today, it probably wouldn't matter.
A private bank went to an international giant publishing house to try to block the distribution of a certain fairy tale book. There is no telling whether he has this ability, but this thing sounds a bit too nonsensical.
No one would do that.
With a personality like Oler's, he would never take a small illustrator seriously.
His idea was not wrong in the first place, he just met a completely unreasonable painter.
If this sister's works were not so surprising, even the former Miss Irina would not have thought that a fairy tale illustration could create any waves.
"Just wait for the flowers to bloom. The result will be revealed over time."
This thought came to Anna's mind.
Miss Elena was pushed to the door, and she seemed to remember something.
She signaled the caregiver to stop for a moment, put her hand on the door frame, and turned sideways to face the actress who had been at a loss since they started arguing.
"By the way, sister, let me just say something by the way." Anna smiled narrowly.
"No matter what kind of sweet words he said to you, I personally don't recommend that you have any big fantasies about a playboy like my cousin. You know what? He just said to me that you are a brainless person. There’s a bitch one-third the size!”
Anna stared into the room for two seconds.
She was very satisfied to see some innocent and innocent sexy girls. She didn't know whether she was angry or ashamed, but her face suddenly turned blue and white.
My cousin is right.
American girls in the New World are just wild enough.
Just now I was so lovable, now I am so angry.
The actress, who is a little taller than Oller when wearing high heels, obviously understands that the elegant young lady has no need to lie to her.
She went viral with a bang!
One hand was holding Ole's tie, the other was pointing at the other person's chest, and he was yelling angrily, "You just said you loved me last night, and you didn't care that you were a guest in someone else's home." Ole got entangled.
"let's go."
Ana nodded, let go and let the caregiver push her out of the living room, leaving all the noise behind her.
"It looks like that lady is about to start a fight with Mr. Kruger. Miss, I need to send someone to stop it."
Half a minute later,
The butler caught up from behind.
The old servant's words were rarely full of gloating. He just asked out of professional ethics and had no subjective initiative to stop this farce.
Anna smiled silently.
After receiving the news about the detective cat, I was in a really good mood, so I had the time to do this little prank to get revenge before I left.
It didn't cause any real harm to cousin Ole, but Miss Elena just wanted to tear that disgusting smile off his face.
Anna secretly shouted cheers for the actress in her heart, hoping that the other party would put two paws on cousin Ole's smooth side face without any stubble, and it would be better if he could give two big slaps.
But she finally shook her head: "Forget it, my sister is still wearing high heels. She will be at a disadvantage when she moves. Let's separate them."
"I just left a male servant to keep an eye on them. If Mr. Kruger fights back hard, I will separate them and call the police. By the way, I also know a few good senior lawyers against couples' domestic violence?" the housekeeper said in a negative tone. He smiled darkly twice.
After thinking about it, Anna nodded in agreement: "Well, let's do it. Send me back to the bedroom, I want to rest for a while."
Miss Elena returned to her room.
After she asked the servant to leave, she controlled the wheelchair to the balcony and gently looked out at the primrose field outside the window.
it's beautiful.
In the purple-curtained tent in the distance, the birthday party was still going on, but Anna no longer wanted to go down and 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 eyeing the Irina family's industry in the shadows.
She has received the most satisfying birthday gift.
Miss Elena silently watched the sunset for a while, then lowered her head and took out her mobile phone, wanting to discuss the draft change with Detective Cat.
No matter how troublesome this matter is.
Illustrations like this
It's worth her efforts.
At this time, Anna discovered that the other party sent a message shortly after sending the drawing, which she had not seen just now.
[Love is not about gazing at each other, but gazing in the same direction - this was the deepest feeling when I painted "The Little Prince". I understand that you like the little prince very 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 understood that the love in this sentence had nothing to do with lust or men and women. It was not the sweet love between lovers, but something heavier.
It is a more advanced soul entanglement, and it is also a touch of mutual companionship.
But Anna still felt,
These words spoken to her by the same woman, Detective Cat Sister, were more affectionate and moving than all the hysterical confessions and analyzes of various interests made by cousin Ole today.
This was one of the most romantic and touching love words she had ever heard.
Anna remembered many years ago,
For the first time, I was half-supported and half-carried by my aunt and climbed up to the tower in the manor. I watched the sunset set from the sky and the stars appeared in the night sky.
At that time, neither of them spoke, just looking at the sky in silence.
The stars were like a big veil dotted with pearls, slowly unfolding above her head. The wonderful warmth engulfed her, making her forget her illness and all her worries.
It has been many years since my aunt passed away,
When Anna thought she would never feel the same again,
She found out she was wrong.
"August..."
Anna gently scratched the soft hair on the back of the neck of the dog with its front paws on the wheelchair, held the phone in her heart, and silently shed tears.
"I'm a lucky girl, really."
August looked at the hostess in front of him quietly with his big brown eyes.
Then the big dog quietly stuck out its tongue and gently licked away the teardrops on Anna's chin.
It was as gentle as an aunt's palm brushing her cheek.
…
"Ding, ding, ding!"
Good Luck Orphanage,
The foreman of the decoration construction team, who had been working all night, personally nailed the last meter of mirror hanging wire on the ladder to the wall of the room two fists below the ceiling, and then he breathed a long sigh of relief.
"I think...it's not straight enough? Have someone measure it with a laser pointer."
The supervisor with gray hair and a suit had two dark circles under his eyes, yawned widely, and still persisted in putting forward his professional opinions.
"That's straight enough. Besides, we don't have a laser pointer either."
The foreman muttered something in Burmese, and regardless of whether the other party heard it or not, he asked the boys to pack up the things in the room and prepare to evacuate.
"We spent the whole night decorating yesterday, right? This is the third day. Brother, which company are you working as a contractor for? Your hair is white, and you are still working so hard. Your big boss will give you a commission of no less than 10 points. But This project doesn’t cost much at all!”
A tall man with a dark complexion slipped in and was surprised to see that the originally exposed concrete floor was covered with a dark wooden floor.
The big guy is in the engineering business.
Some time ago, I received the task of modernizing this old church. Taking advantage of the Farmers' Day, I just asked my brothers to install the water purification facilities and pipelines of the old well.
As a result, his eyes were opened.
The day before yesterday, an uncle came into the venue with a bunch of people and was busy working non-stop in a small room. He worked hard shifts for three days and two nights.
This made the big man feel bad all over.
Working now,
Are they all so rolled up?
"And... wearing a suit to supervise work, is this your company's rule? Isn't it hot?" the big man asked inexplicably, trying to figure out the other party's method.
Wages in Southeast Asia are low enough.
Still encountering this kind of king of troubles entering the market, the big man feels that the industry ecology is simply not very healthy.
"If I don't have a laser pointer, I can ask someone to pick it up at the hotel."
The suit-wearing uncle ignored the big man who came over to ask about his origins.
He studied the construction marks on the wall.
As Abo said this, he raised his arm and looked at the IWC classic Portuguese series steel watch on his wrist. He felt that the time was almost up, so he stopped being demanding.
Foreman?
Abo smiled evilly and disdainfully at the big man next to him, and patted his handmade formal suit, which was stained with gray and white patches of mud and dust.
The fluttering dust fell, and two crossed golden keys were proudly revealed.
VIP butlers in top hotels are no longer ordinary service staff.
They adhere to the one-stop all-inclusive service agency concept. In addition to their daily work in the hotel, they are also responsible for handling any local living needs for wealthy people who are unfamiliar with the place.
Aman's independent executive suite, which was transformed from an old palace, is priced at 5 million kyats per day on the official website.
According to the pricing of Aman Group's global market, it is not expensive, but it is already quite scary in Myanmar.
This amount of money is about one month’s salary for ordinary people in Paris and London, or three to four times the local per capita annual GDP.
Even if there is a discount for paying in US dollars and there are discounts for long-term rentals, after living there for a few months, it is enough to buy a large duplex apartment on the coast locally.
The reason why VIPs are willing to choose luxury hotels is
What they buy is not only the hotel facilities, but also a way of life.
Especially in some remote cities where connections are important, the ecological niche of VIP butlers is actually very similar to the Bao Dao Dao or know-it-all in the old Shanghai Shili Foreign Market.
From the day Abel entered the industry many years ago,
I have heard in my ears about the strange customers that countless seniors have encountered in this industry, as well as all kinds of unbelievable requests.
In the middle of the night, I got a bottle of famous wine from a specific origin and vintage for a client, went around the city to find 9,999 purple roses, found a way to roll a proposal VCR on the city's largest video billboard, contacted a private jet rental company, etc. These are very basic requirements.
A bit grayer, the CEO of some multinational group suddenly suffered a heart attack in the middle of the night. In order to stabilize the stock price, in the presence of his family and accompanying private lawyer, instead of calling the police, he asked the butler to put makeup on the body and secretly sent it to a private hospital. . Why did a rich man from the Middle East go to the black market overnight to buy 80 peacocks and two little tigers on a whim?
There is also a more bloody legend. In the famous Mumbai hotel hostage incident, in order to protect the VIPs, the housekeepers played hide and seek with the terrorists in the hotel, and used the AK47 they picked up to shoot passionately with the extremists.
Many of them are like urban legends.
I don’t know if it’s true or false.
Abo has been in the industry for so many years, so he has seen the world, but this is the first time he has turned into a contractor to carry out surprise renovations.
Who makes the customer the god?
It is really hard to understand the thoughts of rich people. Abodu 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 Yangon River is the most beautiful and leisurely place in the city.
How many foreign tourists and escort girls are proud of being able to take photos in their Aman rooms and post them on Instagram.
Wouldn't it be better to paint directly in the hotel?
But they were not happy and still stubbornly wanted to decorate this small room in the slums. If the guest starts talking, he will break his legs.
The housekeeper, Uncle, had been squinting for a few hours in the past few days, and his bones were almost tender.
He checked the mirror wires on the wall one last time, then turned on the light switch in the room.
Bright and soft fill light shines from the ceiling like sunlight.
The so-called mirror line is a wooden or aluminum track about five centimeters wide with a groove in the middle for hanging ropes and hooks. It is available in professional studios and is used to hang paintings and dry oil paintings in batches.
The solid wood floors and all coatings and glues are 100% environmentally friendly and formaldehyde-free according to Mrs. Sakai's requirements.
In fact, these things are not difficult. The housekeeper knows where to get them, and there are even ready-made ones in the hotel's logistics warehouse.
For tasks like laying the floor, hire an experienced master and it can be done in a few hours.
What really takes a lot of effort is the lighting in the studio, which is a Philips SKY300 tubular fill light.
Contains color science chip.
The color temperature ranges from 4000K to 12000K, which can simulate the light sensation of moonlight and sunlight captured by the human eye respectively, without causing any color difference during creation.
Money is trivial,
People who can afford to stay at Aman won’t care about adding thousands of dollars to their hotel bills.
The main reason is that they are difficult to buy. If the hotel itself had not cooperated with local suppliers of Philips, it would be quite difficult to obtain these lamps in a short period of time.
There is also the issue of electricity.
There was too little time to lay photovoltaic circuits, and the power supply was unstable. In the end, the housekeeper Abo was going to ask Mrs. Sakai for instructions, or else he might just rent a powered car roof for a while.
Finally, 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 to be used by the entire orphanage, and they could not afford to burn diesel for a long time.
So after discussing with the foreman, Abo used a generator plus a lead-acid battery to prevent noise from affecting Mrs. Sakai’s daughter’s creation.
"It's really the willfulness of an artist, like magic. The money to build this studio is probably enough to run this orphanage for a year."
Abo took one last look at the scene, which was like moving a high-end art studio into a centuries-old building out of thin air in three days, and sighed.
He waited for the last traces of dust left by the decoration in the studio to be swept away, turned on the two wall-mounted air fresheners to the maximum, and closed the door to the room.
(End of chapter)
