At XL Gallery, Zhou Xinyao walked through the newly arranged modern art exhibition hall that was not yet open to the public. She reached out to touch the iron ornament embedded in the wall, "This scene is so complex, it must have taken a lot of work, right?"
Recently, she has been wandering around her friends' workplaces, trying to capture some inspiration related to starting her own business. XL Gallery is a prime spot for this. With the new exhibition just settled and nothing much to handle at work, she came over.
Lin Xilin burst into laughter, "That's an exhibit, not a set."
"An exhibit?" Zhou Xinyao looked at the hanging ornament in the wall again and murmured, "I really don't understand art."
"If you don't understand, don't do it then. Without interest, work in the art field quickly becomes dull, and soon you'll want to give up," Lin Xilin said, "What about your father's company? Aren't you planning to return as a project manager?"
