The Richest Man Yang Fei

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　　 Li Yanan put the brush aside and smiled: "Interesting, Yilin's development of a visionary painting? How do you tell me to understand this sentence?"

She lightly nodded her forehead with her slender finger, and said, "Let me think about it. Generally speaking, only local leaders would say such things. I used to hear Yongping say that I want to paint in Yilin. A beautiful picture."

　　 Yang Fei discovered that after more than a year, even if the name Wang Yongping was mentioned again, Li Yanan's heart would not be disturbed.

　　 At each stage of life, we will meet different people and have different joys and sorrows. Some we can choose, and some we can only accept.

　　Some people come and go, just as the clouds in the sky gather and disperse, bringing us beauty or wind and rain.

　　Time is the best medicine to heal loss.

　　 When this cloud turns into rain and soaks our thoughts, we will still expect that the next cloud will be more beautiful.

　　 Yang Fei took out a notebook. This is a beautiful view of Yilin that he hand-painted when he traveled throughout Yilin County.

　　 He regards the dozens of spots that he thinks are promising and suitable as tourist attractions, and he records them in this pen in detail.

　　 "The painting is good. The combination of shape, light and shade, color, space, material, texture, point, line, and surface is just right. Well, it also gives the feeling of depth of field, which is good. Do you want to develop in the direction of an artist?"

　　 "Sister Li, stop teasing me. My face is blushing."

　　 "It is rare that a profiteer like you will blush."

　　 "Hey, you have to explain this, when did I become a profiteer?"

　　 "You sold my **** paintings to Americans at high prices and exchanged them for so many dollars. Are you a profiteer?"

　　 "……"

　　 "Didn't you paint well? What's the matter? Want me to polish you up?"

　　 "Ah, Sister Li, it's like this. There are 17 scenic spots here. I would like to ask you to use your imagination to turn them into the most beautiful scenic spots in your mind!"

　　 "Scenic area?"

　　 "Yes, it is the scenic spots. I will invest in these scenic spots in Yilin. The economy of the entire Yilin County will be driven by this!"

　　 "Really?" Li Yanan moved slightly, "Why are there seventeen?"

　　 "Plus Peach Blossom Village, it happens to be the Eighteen Scenic Spots of Yilin!"

"Eighteen scenic spots of Yilin!" Li Yanan's wonderful eyes suddenly ached a little, and muttered, "Eighteen scenic spots of Yilin! Isn't this what Yongping's heart is looking forward to? Yang Fei, you really Can these beauties be realized?"

　　 Yang Fei said sternly: "Sister Li, as long as you can draw it, I can achieve it!"

　　 Li Yanan took a deep breath, her chest rising and falling sharply, like the mountains of Yilin.

　　 She asked: "Why don't you invite industry experts such as travel planners and landscape architects to design?"

　　 Yang Fei said: "You are a painter and an artist. You have beauty, enthusiasm, and love for Yilin! I believe that only you can describe the beauty of Yilin in the future!"

　　 Li Yanan said: "Every painting is a scenic spot, must be different? Must attract tourists?"

　　 "Yes, it's a bit difficult. Please also Sister Li to cheer."

　　 "Okay, I promise you."

　　 Li Yanan said, moved the painting that was being created aside, and said: "I will put down all the work at hand and finish the task you assigned first."

　　 "I don't dare to say it's confession, just please."

　　 "What do you want?"

　　 "My only requirement is to complete the creation according to the most beautiful requirements in your heart."

　　 "……"

　　 Li Yanan looked through Yang Fei's hand-drawn manuscripts one by one.

　　 She just said that Yang Fei painted well, just a compliment.

　　 Yang Fei just drew the general scenic spots and directions, where there are mountains, where there are water, and where there are people, similar to the sketches for beginners.

　　 These paintings became active in Li Yanan's eyes.

　　Artists have a magical power. They can see three-dimensional scenes and vivid characters from words and paintings!

　　 Yang Fei once had the same feeling that when he watched "A Picture of a River on Qingming Festival", it was obviously just a flat picture, but he seemed to have seen a three-dimensional and vivid picture of the market.

　　 The beauty of words and the beauty of painting really make people intoxicated.

　　 Li Yanan watched for a long time, and while watching, she seemed to have forgotten Yang Fei's existence and the flow of time.

　　 "Yang Fei, I'll make you a cup of tea..." When Li Yanan woke up, she realized that Yang Fei had left at some point.

　　 She pursed her lips and didn't care, spread out the drawing paper and started her creation.

　　 Yang Fei didn't want to disturb her devoting herself to conception and creation, so she left silently.

　　 He walked out of the school dormitory, walked through the school playground, and walked out along the hand veranda.

　　Who will be the new principal of Meili Elementary School?

　　Jiang Wanxia’s advice to him was to select from the existing teachers and cadres, but Yang Fei didn’t think it was a good thing.

　　 The principal is the leader of Meili Elementary School, as important as the boss of the company.

　　 Although the teachers of Meili Elementary School are very good, they are competent for the job of a teacher, but they may not be competent for the job of the principal.

　　 Yang Fei thought as he walked to the school gate.

　　 At the door stood a man who was fifty years old and his clothes looked outdated because of the dust. He was carrying a travel bag and wearing glasses. The glasses were covered with dust.

　　 Of course Yang Fei was a little curious, and the two were facing each other, so they couldn't help but glance at each other.

　　 "Are you a teacher in this school?" someone asked.

　　 "Are you?" Yang Fei asked back.

　　 "I came here especially~www.ltnovel.com~ I want to recommend myself as the principal of Meili Elementary School!"

　　 "Hehe!" Yang Fei couldn't help but smile, "Do you want to be the principal?"

"Yes, I heard about the school-running philosophy of Meili Primary School, and I deeply agree with it, but I feel that the most lacking of Meili Primary School's development is not excellent teachers or excellent students. All of these can be recruited or recruited. , Only a good principal is difficult to meet."

　　 Yang Fei originally wanted to leave, and said with a smile: "Are you trying to say that you are the right principal candidate?"

　　 "I'm not the most suitable--but it's me."

　　 The strong sunlight shone from behind him, making him coated with a layer of golden light.

　　 Yang Fei thought to himself, if the iron bull is here, it is estimated that he will rush forward, knock him to the ground with a punch, and also yell: tell you to pretend—force!

"Is the person in charge of your school? I want to interview the principal. Or, I'm going to the county to find the education department? By the way, there is a principal in this school now? If there is a principal now, you can ask you to let him give it to me!" People continue to be arrogant.

　　 Yang Fei suddenly became interested in this arrogant, unruly and unruly stranger, and said: "I am the person in charge. As long as you can pass my interview, I can make you the principal here!"

　　 "You? Yes." The visitor said with a calm face, "Just stay here, I will enter school after passing the interview! Please ask questions."

　　 Yang Fei asked in his spare time: "If the school is physically punishing students, and someone from the TV station happens to interview, you are the principal of the school, what will you do?"