When making deals with clients, Su Li’s principle was never to let anyone else interfere with the transaction.
However, since Bai Huizi was offering her money, Su Li naturally had no reason to refuse.
Besides, Su Li felt that Bai Huizi’s special reminder about this matter was her way of enjoying a different kind of game.
She wanted Shen Cishu to see with her own eyes how close the two of them were.
“Next is the task’s Stage Two.”
“After completion, sister will give you a reward of two hundred thousand yuan.”
Bai Huizi held Su Li’s hand, their posture looking extremely intimate.
“Stage Two?”
“Once today’s business is done, sister will transfer the Stage One reward of one hundred thousand yuan to you.”
“Hm… the next stage of the task?”
“You just need to continue getting closer to Shen Cishu, and make her rely on you more and more, until she can’t leave you.”
Bai Huizi assigned Su Li the next stage of the mission.
Su Li wasn’t particularly concerned about the task itself—as long as she was getting paid, it didn’t matter.
The Stage One reward was actually an unexpected bonus.
Ten thousand yuan for free? Why refuse?
And even if she failed the mission, there was no punishment.
“Alright.”
Su Li said calmly.
“Not happy?”
“Happy.”
“If you’re happy, then smile for sister.”
Bai Huizi’s gaze settled on Su Li, and when she saw the cute smile appear on her face, she swallowed instinctively and then kissed her on the corner of her mouth.
Still, despite that, Bai Huizi didn’t feel fully satisfied. She let go of Su Li’s hand and, after making sure no one was around, began to caress her body.
“Playing with Little Su Li a bit before work is quite stress-relieving.”
Bai Huizi looked at Su Li, whose joyful smile had already faded, replaced by her usual calm expression. However, Su Li didn’t mind.
Not knowing what Bai Huizi intended next, Su Li didn’t stop her.
She just let her massage her body. Su Li had barely opened her mouth to speak when Bai Huizi said:
“About the money, sister won’t owe you anything.”
Then she kissed her again, sealing Su Li’s lips and giving her no chance to speak.
Su Li found this quite easy—no need to waste words.
Cooperating with Bai Huizi wasn’t difficult, especially since Bai Huizi was the type with a domineering personality.
Aside from giving orders, all Su Li had to do was lie down or stand still.
Such an effortless way to earn a high reward? Su Li had no objections.
“Eh, really, now sister’s hands are all messy.”
Bai Huizi, somewhat reluctant to stop, let Su Li pull down the edge of her skirt and take a tissue from her bag.
Watching Su Li carefully wipe her slender fingers, Bai Huizi couldn’t help but feel amused at the thought that she would have to use this hand to sign documents later.
Only after Su Li stuffed the trash back into her bag did Bai Huizi take her hand again and lead her toward the conference room.
Even though the scheduled meeting had been delayed by over ten minutes, Bai Huizi was unbothered.
Perhaps to others, this meeting was a chance for the Art Museum, but Bai Huizi didn’t care.
She wasn’t short of money, and running this Art Museum was more of a hobby for her.
She hadn’t expected that just casually playing around would bring in decent profits.
That’s why she was willing to put in some effort.
For her, making money was incredibly easy; spending it was actually the harder part.
But now, Bai Huizi had finally found a good way to spend money.
Bai Huizi glanced at Su Li beside her and asked, “Have you ever been to such high-end places before?”
“High-end?”
Su Li asked, puzzled, her expression still calm. Her gaze drifted around the Art Museum.
She wasn’t sure if her understanding of “high-end” matched Bai Huizi’s.
“I thought a place with an artistic atmosphere like this would seem high-end to you.”
Bai Huizi seemed to notice Su Li’s reaction and smiled. “But I guess you don’t come to places like this very often?”
“Actually, I come occasionally. Some clients are quite fond of art, so knowing about it helps me communicate with them better. I’ve picked up some knowledge for that reason.”
Su Li spoke frankly. Conversations with Bai Huizi were easier.
She felt they were on the same wavelength—at least she could tell what Bai Huizi wanted to hear.
Whether it was the truth or a lie.
By contrast, clients like Xiao Yuyu and Shen Cishu often triggered their own sensitive spots when first approached.
But Su Li was confident she could soothe them.
“Oh, really? Looks like sister didn’t bring Little Su Li to the Art Museum for nothing this time.”
Bai Huizi looked at Su Li curiously, a smile tugging at her lips.
There was nothing more interesting than having a well-educated little pet.
“Then sister will quiz you. What painting is this?”
Su Li’s gaze shifted to the painting in front of her.
It depicted an overcrowded dance classroom.
Among a dozen or so young girls stood an elderly white-haired woman.
Leaning on a cane, she was inspecting one girl’s performance.
In the far corner, several elegantly dressed madams stood—they must be the girls’ mothers.
The twenty or so girls had varied postures and expressions, but every one of them showed clear signs of nervousness.
“This painting is called ‘The Dance Classroom,’ an oil painting created by Edgar Degas in 1874.”
“It shows a ballet examination scene at a Paris dance classroom. Degas never actually visited such an exam hall; he painted this tense and bustling scene based on hearsay.”
“The poses of the twenty or so girls all come from Degas’s countless sketches of ballet dancers.”
“The 24 ballerinas appear randomly scattered in the rehearsal hall of the Paris Opera House, but actually follow a golden spiral layout.”
“The girl in the green dress in front of the mirror raises her right leg at a 45.7-degree angle—Degas calculated the optimal visual tension using mathematical formulas. The red-dressed dancer on the left, grabbing her back, and the yawning teacher in the back row form a triangular counterbalance. Each fold carries the interplay of exhaustion and grace.”
“The wood grain on the floor uses five shades of brown in alternating pointillism, simulating the fleeting effect of sunlight passing through the dome glass.”
“Crushed Venetian Crystal powder is mixed into the mirror’s reflection to create a realistic reflective texture.”
“The ballerinas’ neck sweat beads are painted with lead white mixed with Vaseline in a thin layer, which changes with temperature to give a moist effect.”
Su Li explained calmly, like a guide. Bai Huizi listened in stunned amazement.
“Little Su Li, your words really fooled sister.”
“If sister hadn’t suddenly called you to the Art Museum, I might have suspected you studied ahead of time.”