Mr. Wen, show your heart

250 Chapter 250
Song Sirong stood in front of a painting in the exhibition hall, her eyes sparkling.

Jiang Chuchu asked as she walked over, "What's wrong?"

At this time, the art museum had just opened, and there were no people there, so Song Sirong's voice didn't attract much attention.

Before Jiang Chuchu could stand still, Song Sirong grabbed her and hurriedly dragged her towards a painting.

"Look! Damon's new work! My God, our art museum even bought this. How much does it cost?"

Seeing her yelling, the real rich lady Chu Chu felt a little ashamed.

"Why are you surprised? That's Damon. Of course his paintings are valuable, and the art gallery will never lose money. If it's not for sale, the price will be doubled at least when it's sold."

Having said that, Jiang Chuchu's eyes lingered on the painting involuntarily.

Hunter Damon, a representative painter of British realism, is not very prolific. He only publishes a few works a year. Jiang Chuchu likes her very much. She used to have a painting by him in her bedroom, which cost her half of the time. The deposit was obtained at the auction, and now it is hung on the wall of the living room of Wen Jiusi's apartment, hanging together with the other two paintings of Hunter Damon——

Wen Jiusi also likes Hunter Damon.

A simple picture of rural women picking up wheat, with a natural and simple style of writing, without too much beautification or processing, but the leisurely pastoral atmosphere blows across the face.

so beautiful!want to!

Jiang Chuchu's eyes were eagerly exploring around the frame, wanting to see if there was anything like a price tag, indicating that the painting could be sold.

Before she saw it, a few footsteps came from behind, accompanied by a gentle female voice.

"Excuse me, this is the painting, can you sell it to me?"

Jiang Chuchu turned her head abruptly, and couldn't help sighing, why does this person love art so much, I saw her here twice.

The eyes of the two collided, and Jiang Chuchu was the first to speak out.

"Miss Li Yunjia, come to the art museum so early."

"Miss Jiang?"

Li Yunjia was also taken aback when she saw her. Thinking of the last time she saw Jiang Chuchu, she probably guessed that she would be here often, so she wasn't too surprised. She just greeted her hypocritically and then looked away.

Jiang Chuchu was not annoyed, she looked at the middle-aged man beside Li Yunjia and recognized him as the manager of the art gallery.

The manager wiped off his sweat and laughed along with him.

"Miss Li, I really really appreciate your patronage, but this painting was just shipped in yesterday. The curator said that it belongs to the exhibition painting, and there is no plan to sell it to the outside world, and I am not good at selling it to you. "

The smile on Li Yunjia's face was taken away a lot, "Manager Wang, but I really like it. If you make a price, I will never bargain."

Song Sirong secretly pulled Jiang Chuchu's sleeve, muttering softly.

"Who is this local tyrant, why haven't I seen it before? Do you know him?"

It’s nothing more than Song Sirong’s question. At their level, they can already be called “painters”. The art circle is so big. Even if you haven’t seen it, you’ve heard of it. For example, Song Sirong had heard of Liu Yan.

A person who knows the value of this painting and is not stingy about money should be a layman after all, but Song Sirong has never heard of her.

"She doesn't know how to draw."

Jiang Chuchu said lightly.

Last time she didn't pay attention to it, so she didn't think about it. This time, Li Yunjia wanted to buy the painting, but she didn't catch the painting at once, but glanced at the author's name several times.

Thinking back to the question she asked Lan Ziqi last time, "Are you sure he will like this painting?"

I'm afraid the ulterior motives are not in the bar.

While the two of them were whispering, Li Yunjia had already broken up with Manager Wang.

To be precise, it was Li Yunjia who unilaterally looked gloomy.

Manager Wang's laughing didn't work, he was on the verge of crying.

"Miss Li, I dare not give you face. The last time I went back to the art gallery for repairs, I still relied on my father's strong support."

Li Yunjia sneered, "It's good that you know."

"But Ms. Li, this painting is special. It says not to sell it yet. I really don't have permission to sell it to you."

"Then find someone with authority!"

"This this……"

Jiang Chuchu listened for a while, feeling very shameless towards Li Yunjia's forced buying and selling.

What are you doing, I like it so much, and I am so rich, if Manager Wang said to sell it, her name "Jiang Chuchu" would have been written on the painting, but since it was said to be for an exhibition, it would make more art lovers Appreciating the works of masters is better than letting this woman who doesn't understand anything, just to show love to someone take it away.

What's more, this "someone" will soon be his fiancé.

Thinking of this, Jiang Chuchu narrowed her eyes, took a step, stood in front of Li Yunjia, and smirked.

"Miss Li, they say they won't sell it, so don't make things difficult for Manager Wang."

The standard green tea bitch opening remarks, Jiang Chuchu feels very satisfied with herself.

But it was obvious that someone was dissatisfied, but they disdained to confront her face-to-face because of their status.

Li Yunjia looked at her with a chill in his eyes, but he resumed his elegant demeanor at the beginning, with a beautiful tone.

"Manager Wang, Miss Jiang just said, I'm embarrassing you?"

Manager Wang shook his head again and again, "What is there? Ms. Li loves painting. It is our fault that we did not arrange the exhibition cycle well, so you can only return with regrets."

After all, he glared at Jiang Chuchu.

Manager Wang doesn't know Jiang Chuchu's background, only knows that she is a student of the curator, but the curator's twenty-something students...

Jiang Chuchu received a cold stare and felt innocent.

Li Yunjia snorted coldly. In the absence of Wen Jiusi, she felt that a word with Jiang Chuchu, a shabby settler from the southern city, would be worthless--before paying the bill last time, Li Yunjia took it for granted that Wen Jiusi gave it to her.

"Manager Wang, if there is a mistake, it must be corrected. How about this, you make a price, and I will pay twice."

It seems that thinking of the value of this painting, Manager Wang bent even lower.

"Miss Li, I beg you—"

At this time, Jiang Chuchu, who was considered to be a small shrimp, ignored Song Sirong's sneaky tugging, and forcefully inserted into the conversation.

She bit her lip, looking aggrieved.

"However, money is not everything."

And Li Yunjia also smirked, and lived up to the expectations of the audience, and continued the classic line.

"Miss Jiang, it can only be said that your money is not enough."

Jiang Chuchu was delighted, she suddenly laughed softly, the laughter was clear and sweet, but Li Yunjia's expression was even more disgusted.

"why are you laughing?"

Jiang Chuchu looked at her, her eyes couldn't tell whether they were curious or sarcastic.

She asked slowly, one word at a time.

"Then I don't know how much Miss Li wants to pay for Wen Jiusi?"

　I heard that April Fool's Day and Chapter 250 taste better together
　　
　
(End of this chapter)