"What a big talker you are. You're just a salesperson. Do you understand Ye Yi?"
Ji Qiurong: "..."
Ah well, he indeed doesn't understand Ye Yi, but he understands Qingwu!
Ju Ming was extremely disdainful.
The more he spoke, the more worked up he got.
"Even if you consume a lot, someone with a fishy smell all over and no heritage at all won't understand the charm of Master Ye Yi!"
Qingwu, resting her chin in her hand, smiled and said, "You understand a lot?"
"Of course I do! Master Ye Yi's works are full of energy, they're veritable treasures of the universe! Each time I see Master Ye Yi's works, I feel my soul has been purified!"
"Master Ye Yi must be trying to express his ideas, pursuing freedom and the ultimate beauty!"
"I heard you used to live in the countryside? It's normal that you don't understand such profound art!"
Ji Qiurong's mouth twitched.
He had been following his boss for so many years, how could he not know that these designs had so much depth?
