I remembered that this painting had been kept by some private collector. It seemed to have been bought for a high price at an auction only a few years ago, setting a new record for oil paintings.
The woman had already moved on from the subject and said to Ruan Han and Zhao Hang, "There are some matters at the company that need handling, so I have to go back now. Mr. Zhao, are you leaving with me?"
Zhao Hang immediately nodded.
Ruan Han was just about to stop him.
"Mr. Ruan, please rest assured. Our company has always protected talented people. We're desperate for talent, and we would never harm someone as valuable as Mr. Zhao—or you. If you change your mind or have any questions, you can contact me at any time." The woman took out a business card and handed it to Ruan Han.
Zhao Hang seemed ready to leave with the woman right then.
"Ah Hang, do you know what you're doing? This woman, and this company..." Ruan Han grew anxious. He clenched the business card tightly in one hand and grabbed Zhao Hang's arm with the other.
"I know, Bro. I've thought this through. If you saw it, you'd think it was... incredible!" Zhao Hang thought for a moment before coming up with an adjective. "It really is incredible! The things I'm studying now don't even compare! That's the future! I really want to get in touch with those things as soon as possible, as soon as possible, and learn how to use them. Time is important. Really, time is incredibly important. Integrating into it early and starting early is the right choice. Bro, you should join us. That's the future. Not this... this..." Zhao Hang waved his hand, looking somewhat dejected. "I don't know