Rebirth Business Woman: Major General, You Have Lost Again

You you on the line.

The girl turned her face straight away, raised her head and glared viciously at everyone in the office, extremely dissatisfied with the fact that no one claimed the bear child and let herself be humiliated for nothing.

"Okay, since you speak so loudly, you must know how to write. Otherwise, give it a try and see if you have a good mouth or a good hand."

Her aggressive posture made everyone around feel a little embarrassed, hoping that the girl would admit her mistake and let her go down the steps.

Reluctantly, today this brat didn't retreat but advanced, not only nodded, but also made a cool suggestion.

"Writing by yourself is a bit boring, why don't you come with me, so that I can see the ability of a famous teacher to produce a high-level apprentice." Qin Qing's tone is gentle, and his appearance is pure and harmless, but his words hidden in the cotton can make people spit blood.

"Okay, I'll show you, little girl, what it means to not know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth." The girl hit it off at one point, and easily fell into the aggressive trick.

Seeing that things were getting serious, everyone wanted to have a public competition. Immediately, several groups of people gathered around to persuade them, but to no avail, they could only help prepare pens, ink, paper and inkstones.

"Hey, you kid, didn't you hear what I said just now? This Miss Zhang is not only Mr. Zhang's closed disciple, but also her own daughter. She has inherited Mr. Zhang's excellent handwriting. Even if she is abroad, she has won awards again and again. Ordinary people can't compare." The female staff just now kindly helped the girl prepare, and couldn't help reminding in a low voice: "You see, everyone is holding her up. If your relatives really work here, they will get into trouble. of."

Qin Qing rubbed her ink, followed the other person's words and turned her head to look at the other side. Sure enough, she saw that everyone was waiting around Zhang Ting attentively, and she almost didn't serve tea and water. On the other hand, on my side, there was only one kind-hearted female staff to help press the paper.

"It doesn't matter. Calligraphy is a place that needs to be clean." She curled the corners of her mouth, and a light smile bloomed on her lips. Although she was dressed plainly, she looked calm and introverted at the moment.

The female staff member was stunned for a moment, secretly admiring the young girl's ability to maintain her spirit in the face of danger, and in the end she could only sigh in a low voice, treating herself as a good person to the end, and don't make the child look too pitiful if she loses later.

The ten-meter-long rice paper has been discarded, so it is cut into a stack of rectangular ordinary size and divided into two parts.

"I will do font design later, and I will produce ten copybooks. The handwriting will not be repeated. You can only use one type. Don't say that I bullied the small and didn't let you." Zhang Ting turned her head and saw the girl grinding by herself, her eyes flickered After a little bit of complacency, charity is generally high on the road.

But this concession was quickly returned by the girl Qing Piao Piao, "No need, fairness is the most important thing in the competition."

In her life dictionary, there is no word 'let'.

"You!" Zhang Ting was choked again, she simply shook her hand and said angrily, "Then don't blame me for being rude."

After finishing speaking, Zhang Ting turned her head angrily and began to pick out brushes. She began to move her hands quickly when writing. For contestants who have been honed in various competitions, it is easy to change multiple fonts on a copybook. No time is wasted.

After a while, exclamations and admiration erupted from the crowd surrounding the jewel in the master's palm.

"This font is good, handsome and flying, with strong strokes, and it is the best as a design drawing."

"The one below is better, girls will definitely like this one."

"I didn't expect to be able to produce so many fonts with quality and quantity in such a short time. No wonder Mr. Chen always cherishes her."

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Everyone chattered, all in their voices of admiration. Even though they were working in the same company, this was the first time they saw Zhang Ting's live performance, and her outstanding talent immediately conquered everyone's hearts.

Amidst all the compliments, Zhang Ting raised her beautiful face and raised her chin slightly, "I can lose the others, but at my age, I believe there will be no more than two people who can surpass me. "

Calligraphy, in addition to genetic talent, must also be diligent and motivated. Zhang Ting was gifted with favorable conditions since she was a child, and she started to hold a writing brush at the age of three, and she has always been quite proud in this field.

However, "Huh? So, there is still someone who can beat our little princess, who is it?" Someone caught a hint of subtext and asked curiously.

Zhang Ting was taken aback for a moment, a slender figure subconsciously appeared in her mind, and then she frowned indistinctly, hesitated to write, "Well... there is one."

Someone she didn't like very much.

"Really?" The onlookers were surprised, and finally laughed like a dog, "Hehe, even if there is, it is definitely not as good-looking as our little princess, and she doesn't have this temperament. The little princess is called both talented and beautiful. "

Talented and beautiful.

Everyone likes to hear flattering words, but what is taboo is to shoot in the wrong place.

Creaking, Zhang Ting could almost hear the clenching of her teeth, and the suppressed jealousy in her heart couldn't be contained.

She has studied calligraphy since she was a child, and has acquired excellent genes. She has always been the favored child of heaven, but when she returned home when she was ten years old, she saw a figure several years younger than her standing in front of the table, with her back straight and her eyes like eyebrows. The painting is even more vigorous and powerful.

Her father once commented that that little girl will be the unparalleled number one person in the world of calligraphy.

Talented and beautiful, what is it? !

"Little princess, what's wrong with you?" The boy on the opposite side noticed something was wrong and called out cautiously.

"...It's okay." Zhang Ting turned her head, took a deep breath, and turned her eyes to the figure beside another table not far away. The person in her memory is also seventeen this year, so she hates people of this age especially child.

When she saw the girl just now, she couldn't help but want to get angry. If she couldn't find that person in Xingchen, it would be good to find someone else to vent her anger on.

As for winning or losing? Hehe, if there were so many monsters in this world, she would have eaten this dozen of rice paper.

Although there is no time limit for the competition, it takes up everyone's working time after all. The general manager is away and the stewards are still in a meeting. In order to avoid being punished later, the winner can only be determined in 20 minutes at most.

However, someone took the time to look at the girl, and found that she was still fiddling with some ballpoint pens, and the rice paper was still empty, and she hadn't started yet.

"Could it be that you gave up?" Many people murmured in their hearts, and they simply ignored it and continued to appreciate Zhang Ting's exquisite fonts that looked like they were printed by a printer.

When this side was about to finish, a female staff member suddenly said softly, "Huh?"

At this time, the office was a little quiet. Many people heard the movement, looked up, and found that the girl on the other side was writing, and walked over with the mentality of looking bored.

At this glance, people were stunned on the spot.