It Started With a Kiss: Leng Shao's Beloved Wife

Chapter 182: Art Exhibition Danger: Difficulty in Breaking Through

Luo Yichen hung up the phone with a hint of worry in his eyes.

Wu Xinyan forced herself to calm down and quickly sorted out her thoughts.

Without further ado, she rushed to the exhibition venue to meet with curator Liu.

"Curator Liu, you have also seen the comments of critic Chen. We must make changes." Wu Xinyan went straight to the point with a firm tone.

Curator Liu adjusted his glasses, frowning. "I'm worried about this, too, but changing the venue layout would affect everything else. The timeframe is probably..."

"I know," Wu Xinyan interrupted him, "but we have no choice. We have to race against time." She spread out the site map and pointed to several key areas. "The lighting needs to be readjusted, and the exhibits in these areas must be replaced..."

The two were discussing heatedly when suddenly, the lights in the venue flickered a few times, and then the area on the left fell into darkness.

"What's going on?" Wu Xinyan's heart sank.

The staff member came running over in a panic to report, "Curator Liu, something bad has happened! There's a power failure in the power system, and the power in the left area has tripped!"

This is undoubtedly adding insult to injury.

Wu Xinyan took a deep breath and tried to remain calm. "Contact the electrician immediately for repairs! Curator Liu, let's adjust the backup plan and move the affected exhibits to another area."

A wave of unrest, a wave of up again.

Artist Lin delivered the work personally, but it was completely different from what had been agreed upon.

Several crudely made paintings are very different from his previous style.

"Artist Lin, this..." Wu Xinyan pointed at one of the paintings and asked in disbelief.

Artist Lin shrugged nonchalantly: "Creation is always full of uncertainty. These are also my works, just with a slightly different style." Wu Xinyan felt vaguely uneasy, as she knew very well that once these works were exhibited, they would inevitably cause controversy.

At this moment, Luo Yichen's phone rang. He glanced at the caller ID and his face suddenly changed.

"Xinyan, I'm going to be out for a while." He said hurriedly and turned to leave.

Wu Xinyan looked at his back, feeling an inexplicable uneasiness in her heart.

She picked up her phone and wanted to call Luo Yichen, but hesitated.

Suddenly, a news item popped up on her phone screen: "Renowned art critic Chen XX released an update today..." Wu Xinyan's heart sank as she clicked on the news...

The news clearly stated that critic Chen was disappointed with the chaotic preparations for a certain exhibition. Although no names were mentioned, the hints between the lines made it clear to anyone with a discerning eye that the reference was to the art exhibition that Wu Xinyan was in charge of.

As soon as the comment was made, the comment section immediately exploded, and many art lovers expressed their concerns, and the original expectations turned into doubts.

Wu Xinyan felt dizzy, as if someone had poured a basin of cold water over her head.

The pressure was like a mountain, making it almost impossible for her to breathe.

On the other side, Luo Yichen hung up the phone with a grim face.

The power failure was not an accident but a result of human sabotage.

He contacted a professional power maintenance company. After the technicians arrived at the scene, they quickly identified the cause of the failure and confirmed that someone had maliciously damaged the power system.

Not only did they efficiently repair the fault, they also fully upgraded and maintained the entire venue's power system to ensure that similar problems would not occur again.

Luo Yichen's eyes were sharp. He was determined to get to the bottom of this matter.

Wu Xinyan forced herself to cheer up and returned to the exhibition hall.

The power supply has been restored and the staff are working hard to rearrange the exhibits in an orderly manner.

Seeing Wu Xinyan return, curator Liu hurried over to greet her, his face filled with anxiety. "Ms. Wu, the situation is not optimistic right now. Critic Chen's comments have had a significant negative impact on the exhibition, and there are even calls for a boycott online..."

Wu Xinyan took a deep breath and tried to stay calm.

"I know this isn't the time to panic. We must find a way to turn the situation around." Her gaze was firm and her tone was steady. "Notify all staff to work overtime tonight and ensure all adjustments are completed before tomorrow morning."

Suddenly, a staff member came running over in a hurry, "Ms. Wu, Artist Lin...he's here again!" Wu Xinyan's heart sank, and she had a bad feeling.

Sure enough, Artist Lin walked up to Wu Xinyan with a smile, holding a few more "abstract" paintings in his hands. "I think these works can better reflect my artistic concept, so..."

Wu Xinyan looked at these completely incomprehensible "artworks" in front of her, and a surge of anger surged in her heart, but she suppressed her anger and slowly said, "Artist Lin, the contract we signed before..."

Wu Xinyan interrupted Artist Lin, her eyes sharp as a knife. "Artist Lin, the contract we signed clearly stipulated the style and quality standards for the artwork. The artwork you've provided is seriously inconsistent with the contract, which constitutes a breach of contract." She handed a copy of the contract to Artist Lin, pointed to a clause, and said word by word, "According to the contract, if you fail to provide the artwork as agreed, we reserve the right to pursue liability for breach of contract."

Artist Lin's originally nonchalant attitude disappeared in an instant. He looked at the terms of the contract carefully, and beads of sweat oozed out of his forehead.

He didn't expect Wu Xinyan to be so tough, and he didn't expect her to be so familiar with the contents of the contract.

He originally thought he could get away with it, but now it seems that his wish has failed.

"Ms. Wu, don't be angry, I just want to try some new creative styles..." Artist Lin tried to explain.

"A new creative style shouldn't come at the expense of exhibition quality," Wu Xinyan said firmly. "I hope you'll take this exhibition seriously and provide works that meet the standards agreed in the contract."

Artist Lin realized the seriousness of the problem. He knew that if Wu Xinyan really pursued his liability for breach of contract, it would cause him huge losses.

"Ms. Wu, rest assured, I will provide the work as agreed in the contract. To express my apologies, I will also provide an additional piece from my collection for the exhibition."

Wu Xinyan then softened her tone slightly: "I hope you can keep your promise."

In order to reverse the impact of critic Chen's negative comments, Wu Xinyan invited several authoritative figures in the art world to visit some of the prepared exhibition areas in advance.

These art masters spoke highly of the exhibition's layout, lighting, and selection of exhibits. Their praise quickly spread in the art circle, effectively offsetting the negative impact of critic Chen and even arousing more people's expectations.

Wu Xinyan breathed a sigh of relief temporarily, but the matter was far from over.

Just when she thought everything was going in the right direction, she received a call from the head of the transportation company.

The other party said anxiously: "Ms. Wu, we have encountered some troubles..."

"What trouble?" Wu Xinyan's heart sank suddenly, and an ominous premonition came to her mind.

"Our transport vehicle encountered extremely bad weather on the way..." The person in charge stammered, "Although the works are insured, but..."

Wu Xinyan's face turned pale in an instant. She gripped her phone tightly, her knuckles turning white.

"How is the situation now?"

"We are trying to contact..." Before the person in charge could finish his words, there was a sudden burst of noise from the other end of the line, and then the call was disconnected.

Wu Xinyan called the person in charge of the transportation company over and over again, but no one answered.

She paced back and forth in the exhibition hall anxiously, her heart in turmoil.

Suddenly, the office door was pushed open and Luo Yichen walked in. He looked at Wu Xinyan's anxious expression and asked in a deep voice, "What's wrong?"

Wu Xinyan raised her head, her eyes filled with anxiety, "The transport company's car..."