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The secretary gave a robotic smile, “Please wait a moment.”
As soon as the secretary finished speaking, the door of the meeting room suddenly opened.
Andrea looked up and saw a Fairholtan woman in a dark green qipao walking out with Emerson, her eyes adorned with delicate phoenix patterns at the corners, and two jade earrings swaying gently with laughter.
“The lady is right, Eastern aesthetics are indeed stunning.”
Emerson had just finished speaking when he saw Andrea standing in front of him.
The dress woman’s gaze instantly caught Andrea’s attention, a hint of surprise flickering in her almond–shaped eyes: “Who is this?”
“I was Andrea from Cloud Gallery.” Andrea introduced herself proactively.
She didn’t expect that the person who bought her flower shop was actually the organizer.
What a coincidence!
Emerson was also shocked, he never expected Andrea to have such an identity.
“The daughter of Leandro Rehbein? The creator of ‘Landscape in the
Mist“?”
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The woman suddenly let go of Emerson, took three steps forward and shook Andrea’s hand, “I’m Georgia Johnston, Emerson is my husband.”
“Hello, Mrs. Maxwell, do you know my father?” Andrea was surprised to hear her father’s work in a foreign country, and couldn’t help but feel excited.
Georgia sounded soft and sweet when she spoke. “I didn’t know Mr. Rehbein, just saw his paintings and tried to copy his ‘The Raining Alley‘ series, but I could never capture its essence.
“My father used to say that not many people could understand the rain in his writing,” Andrea smiled, “If Mrs. Maxwell is interested, I brought photos of his early works.”
Emerson was left on the side, watching as the two women quickly hit it off.
When Andrea showed the artwork of the genius boy in the studio on her phone, Georgia suddenly exclaimed, “Is this Alex’s work? I saw it at the Nolan Awards! The one with ‘The Bird in the Broken Mirror‘.”
“He is now a special guest teacher in our art studio.”
Andrea flipped to the next page, and Alex’s profile picture appeared on the screen.
The 20–year–old boy had a face that was hard to tell if it was male or female, with slightly curly chestnut hair hanging in front of his eyes. He was caught on camera while guiding students, and the way the sunlight fell through his fingers onto the canvas looked like a miracle.
Emerson couldn’t help but lean in and ask, “Is this the champion of this year’s Fairholt Rising Star Award?”
“Yes.”
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Andrea took over the conversation, tapping the screen to zoom in on the award certificate. “Next month, he will take students to participate in the youth section of the Pinepond Biennale.”
She paused intentionally and said, “If Cloud Gallery can participate in this international youth art exhibition, Alex might consider doing a live demonstration.”
Georgia’s eyes lit up, she quickly turned to Emerson and said a few words.
Andrea pretended to organize files, but actually listened carefully to the discussion that “this boy can bring traffic.”
“Ms. Rehbein.”
Emerson suddenly got enthusiastic, “Maybe we can talk about the booth again.”
Half an hour later, Andrea walked out of the meeting room holding the newly signed contract.
Georgia insisted on taking her to the elevator, suddenly lowering her voice, “Is Alex really as stunning as in the photos?”
Andrea pulled up a video from her phone.
In the picture, Alex was sketching a human body, the pencil making a scratching sound on the paper. “He has a natural charm that can make students forget to look at his face.”
The elevator “dinged” and arrived.
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