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Chapter 60
Not long after, a picture of a "Tiger Descending the Mountain" appeared on the paper.

A towering cliff runs through the whole picture, revealing a dangerous and majestic charm.

A big and colorful tiger leaped down the cliff. The majesty and domineering power of the king of beasts rushed towards him. It was breathtaking to watch.

The tiger is sketched realistically, with its claws, teeth, and eyes outlined with slender ink lines, and its body and limbs highlighted with ink dots, embodying the tiger's sense of power.

The whole painting has clear layers, thick brush strokes, vast and domineering, and cleverness hidden in the clumsiness. It vividly shows the tiger's domineering attitude of arrogating the beasts and looking down upon all things.

The profound and profound artistic conception makes people feel shocked when they look at it.

'Tiger Descending Mountain Picture'!
After finishing the painting, Su Qing tasted it carefully, and with great satisfaction, he named the painting and stamped it with his personal seal.

The overall artistic conception of this painting is already his highest level of painting so far.

With his energy, he can only paint one painting a day for the time being.

"Okay, what a picture of a tiger descending from a mountain. Mr. Su's amazing skills, the old man admires it!"

Wang Jingui, who had been watching the painting, suddenly woke up from a dream and couldn't help but applaud and applaud loudly.

"There are still many shortcomings. Mr. Wang deserves the praise."

Su Qing waved her hands and responded humbly, remaining unchanged in response to all changes.

"No, no, no, in my opinion, it is no less than any contemporary painting master, especially the works are full of strong artistic conception."

Although Wang Jingui doesn't understand art, he knows how to do business. He said in shock: "As we all know, skills are easy to practice and artistic conception is rare."

"Based on this alone, your painting skills can establish a sect, and you should be respected as a master."

"As long as you promote it properly, your paintings will definitely be popular among the world."

"So, I want to promote your reputation and make you famous in the painting world. What do you think of Mr. Su?"

If we say that the "Picture of the Setting Sun of the End of the World" I saw on Douyin before was done by Su Qing by chance.

The artistic conception of the "Tiger Descending the Mountain" that he drew in person is enough to illustrate his true level.

Wang Jingui was even more certain that he would never lose money when he placed a heavy bet on Su Qing.

Just imagine, Su Qing is still young now, and her painting skills will definitely improve in the future.

It is not impossible to become a master of Chinese painting in the future and be famous in history.

And he, Wang Jingui, has collected the other party's first public painting. How much will it be worth then?

It's simply impossible to estimate.

As long as Su Qing becomes famous through proper publicity, the "Tiger Descending Mountain Picture" in his hand will continue to increase in value.

This kind of art is the ultimate heirloom.

"Okay, Mr. Wang, please help yourself."

The picture appeared, and Su Qing finally understood his intention.

It's actually for hype and to make huge profits.

However, this seems to be no harm to Su Qing?

"Haha, that old man is not polite."

"By the way, I have already sent instructions to help Mr. Su get the building permit. My people also went to Sujia Village to have a look. We will be able to produce a suitable rendering tomorrow."

"When Mr. Su picks one he likes, we can start construction immediately and it can be completed in two months at most."

"And the retouching fee this time, the old man has already asked someone to pay it to Mr. Su's account, and has helped Mr. Su pay the tax on his behalf."

Wang Jingui waved his hand, and someone immediately put away the "Tiger Descending Mountain Picture" and turned off the camera.

"Mr. Wang, please bother me."

Su Qing took out his mobile phone and looked at it. He received a text message notification that he had made a profit of 500 million yuan, and he also helped him pay 20% of his personal tax.

It has to be said that the means to become the richest man in a place are indeed extraordinary.

"Come on, it's getting late, let's go have a drink."

Wang Jingui took Su Qing out of the study, and someone else would take care of the rest.

By the time Su Qing got home, it was already 08:30 in the evening.

He drank more than a pound of liquor, drank Wang Jingui down and went home.

"This old boy is pretty good, and I have a good time getting along with him."

"His purpose is very clear, speculation!"

After taking a shower and changing clothes, Su Qing sat on the sofa and made a pot of sobering tea.

Recalling today’s experience and my feelings after contacting Wang Jingui.He found that the richest man in the county was not as unworthy as the legend said.

Su Qing was asked to paint, and the retouching fee was sufficient, as was the face.

Not only did he pay 500 million as a writing fee, he also helped apply for a building permit, and took the initiative to take over the construction of the house.

There was no nonsense in the whole process, the attitude was very good, and there was no intention of looking down on Su Qing.

The first contact made Su Qing feel like a spring breeze!
"Drip drip"

At this time, the mobile phone screen on the coffee table automatically lights up and the WeChat message notification sounds.

When I opened it, I saw a message from Wang Jingui, who had just added me as a friend.

The first one is a Douyin video, which is 1 minute long.

The second item is a piece of news from the local Linjiang public account.

The third item is the seven o'clock news video from local Linjiang TV.

Su Qing clicked through them one by one to check.

'Shocked, contemporary paintings are worth 500 million, what kind of xxxx are they?'

'Is the 500 million painting a hype, or is it?'

'Today's news is that Mr. Wang, a private entrepreneur in this county, paid a sky-high price of 500 million to hire a young painter named Su to paint. For details, please see our report'

The content of the video and the news are similar, reporting in detail Su Qing's painting for Wang Jingui.

He also emphasized that Wang Jingui paid a high price of 500 million for retouching before inviting Su Qing to paint.

The video was mosaic and Su Qing's true identity was not exposed.

Behind the news, a high-definition painting of "Tiger Descending the Mountain" was released.

The tiger in the painting is lifelike, with a domineering attitude of the tiger arrogantly looking down upon the other animals and looking down upon all things.

Even ordinary people without artistic talent can appreciate the profound artistic conception in the paintings.

"Ah Qing, did you help Wang Jingui paint? He gave you 500 million?"

Suddenly, Wilson Su’s voice message popped up.

From his voice, Su Qing heard disbelief and shock.

"Yes, Uncle Xiaolong, he called in the afternoon."

"He gave me so much that I couldn't refuse."

Su Qing replied.

"Five million, I will never make so much money in my life."

Su Xiaolong was even more disappointed. This number was far beyond his imagination.

It’s just a painting, but it’s worth 500 million!

How many years will he have to teach?

"Uncle Xiaolong, if it weren't for Zihan's Douyin and your introduction to me, I wouldn't be able to make this money."

"I'll transfer it to you to support your family expenses."

Su Qing thought for a while and transferred 10 yuan to him.

All of this is thanks to the TikTok message Su Zihan posted.

"No, no, I can't take your money."

"This is the income from your labor. What does it mean if I charge you money?"

Su Xiaolong’s voice raised a higher pitch, as if he was frightened.

"It's okay. Zihan and Zichen will spend a lot of money studying."

Su Qing no longer looked down upon the mere 10 yuan, and regarded it as helping this cousin.

"Okay, I'll accept it shamelessly."

Su Xiaolong gritted his teeth and finally accepted the money.

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(End of this chapter)