Chapter 117 If You Don't Mind
Kindergarten entrance.
An Mianmiangang waved goodbye to his two children.
"Sinan's mother..."
A figure accompanied her and called to her.
An Mianmian raised her eyes.
The woman in front of her looked full of elite looks with a meticulous low ponytail, wearing a suit and high heels, and with her capable makeup.
Under her surprised eyes, the woman smiled embarrassedly at her.
"I am Fantuan's mother. I was rescued by you that day when I fell into the water. I haven't found a chance to thank you."
So far.
An Mianmian was confirmed.
She was in a very different image than that day, almost completely different.
"It's nothing, it's just a matter of raising hands. Mom Rice Ball, don't take it to your heart."
"If you have time this weekend, I want to invite you to my house as a guest. Can you see? The relationship between Rice Tuan and Sheng Jue is pretty good. Seeing that Sinan likes food, my cooking skills are OK..."
After thinking.
Looking at Fantuan's mother's sincere eyes, An Mianmian was embarrassed to refuse again.
"good."
The mother of the rice ball immediately showed a relaxed smile.
But in a blink of an eye, she spoke in a little embarrassedly: "That... Sinan's mother, are you a painter? I heard from our family rice ball that Sinan said that her mother is a great painter and she always paints at home."
"..." An Mianmian smiled awkwardly.
That's how the rumor comes from.
"No, I'm not a painter when I have nothing to do."
"That's how..."
The mother of Fantuan was a little disappointed and her eyebrows were drooping.
Looking at her slightly confused and uneasy appearance.
An Mianmian couldn't help asking: "Mom Fantuan, what's wrong with you?"
"I……"
After hesitating, she expressed her thoughts to her:
"I am a reporter. Recently, our newspaper received anonymous revelations saying that there was a problem with the organizer of an art exhibition. The editor-in-chief handed me the secret investigation, hoping that I would find the problem and release the news, but..."
"I know nothing about art and have no connections. It's not easy to solve this problem. I've been assigned this kind of work in the past six months, maybe because I'm about to be 35 and have two children in my family to take care of.
,They want me to give up in the face of difficulties and force me to leave!"
The mother of Rice Ball lowered her eyes and smiled helplessly:
"Although I feel unwilling, I am indeed capable of being limited. Perhaps for women, the workplace and family cannot do both..."
Listening to her explanation, I think of the current social situation.
An Mianmian's face gradually became solemn.
"Where is the art exhibition? What type of art exhibition is it?"
While asking, she also stated: "Although I am not as good as a professional, I still have a little understanding of paintings. If you don't mind, I'm willing to give it a try."
"Really?"
The mother of Fantuan suddenly looked happy: "I don't mind, of course I don't mind! Sinan's mother is willing to help, I'm already very grateful!"
As she said, she took out the ticket for the art exhibition from her bag and handed it to An Mianmian.
"That's it."
An Mianmian took over the introduction, and Fantuan's mother explained: "This is a private exhibition held in different cities in turn. It does not sell tickets publicly and does not advertise widely. This is also the ticket I finally got."
"I heard that in addition to exhibition paintings, you can also trade. Anonymous news mentioned the issue of buying and selling, but I have checked the relevant regulations and found nothing wrong."
After a brief understanding, An Mianmian put away the tickets:
Chapter completed!