"If you want, I'll give you 200,000 yuan in all three paintings."

This sentence ends up like a thunder.

Li Zijin was completely stunned. He almost thought he had heard it wrong, and he couldn't help asking: "You said you would have offered to pay 200,000 yuan for these three paintings?"

Actually, from the other person's expression.

Li Mowen knew that the price he offered was already quite high.

"Yes, think about it!" He smiled in his eyes and said jokingly: "Only people should not be able to afford this price, but I am very confident in you."

"I think since you want to sell paintings, the economy may be a bit difficult."

"The extra one is that I support your artistic career!"

"By the way, I may be sure that I will meet some guests who know how to appreciate in the future, and I can also recommend you!"

Li Zijin sucked in big mouthfuls, his heart was ups and downs, and he felt that he had finally met a noble person.

He originally thought it would be great if he could sell 50,000 or 60,000 yuan, but he didn't expect that the other party would offer a price he didn't dare to imagine.

He remembered the cold words of the gallery owner again.

"Li Zijin, you are just a fake painting seller. Do you know that you have finished your life?"

"You will never be able to make a name for yourself. Your paintings are something slightly better on waste paper, and I don't even dare to tell others that it is your work."

"You ask me for 15,000?"

"Which onion are you?"

At this moment, he felt an indescribable feeling of complexity, and he was even struggling inside.

Now I finally meet someone who knows how to appreciate himself and supports him so much. It is false to say that he is unhappy.

It is really rare to meet a friend who knows how to appreciate his works and is willing to pay high prices when he is so down.

Li Zijin knew that he nodded now, maybe he would get 200,000 yuan.

The reason why he struggles in his heart is that he doesn't want to deceive the other person, especially someone who appreciates his works.

As the saying goes, it is easy to get a thousand gold, but it is hard to find a close friend.

His paintings are not worth the price at all, and the other party doesn't know that he has just come out of jail.

The inner tangle is like rolling up a twist.

He had two choices, either just be shameless and nodded and took the money and left.

Either tell the other party the truth, and I can feel at ease in this way. The most fear is that once I say it, the 200,000 may be gone.

He picked up the teacup with great difficulty and took a sip. He was nervous and wandered around his eyes...

Finally, I saw those customers who bought the safe paper cranes at the door of the store.

At this moment, the laughter of children rang out in my mind.

My daughter happily picked up the paper crane and ran to him and said, "This is given to me by the master. He said that when I fall asleep, this will turn into a flying crane, and then take my father home!"

Li Zijin gritted his teeth tightly, never thinking that this moment was so difficult.

Two hundred thousand, he really wants it.

And I'm afraid that if I missed this opportunity, no one else would pay this price.

He swallowed a sip and finally made a realistic choice, which was to respond: "Okay! I'll sell it!"

He tried to find various reasons to convince himself.

This is nothing.

Art is something that is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer.

If others can offer this price, it means that his painting is worth this price, but he just hides the fact that he has been in jail.

And didn’t the other party say that there is his own famous work.

Since the fortune teller is so confident, he is not a lie. He may not be sure to become famous in the end. The other party is purely a bargain.

In this way, the two sides reached a consensus to prepare for the transaction.

Li Mowen was very straightforward to transfer the money, and he smiled and said, "You can just leave it right."

"Remember to stick with it. This path is not something that ordinary people can do, but you can!"

"You have good talent and potential."

He said half-jokingly: "If someone questions you and your family doesn't support you, you say I said it."

"If you live nearby, you should be able to use it!"

This sentence just came out.

Finally, it completely defeated the last line of defense in his heart.

Suddenly, Li Zijin smiled self-deprecatingly, stood up and said, "Forget it, I'll stop selling it."

Li Mowen froze immediately, and asked and answered in surprise: "Why?"

Li Zijin felt that his conscience was condemned, and the other party kept encouraging and supporting him, and even offered such a high price.

But I deliberately concealed the truth for the sake of the money.

He took a deep breath, shook his head decadently, and shook his head blankly, "Master, you may have really misunderstood this time. I will never become a painter recognized and valued by everyone in my life."

"Because I just came out of prison, I have a criminal record, I have a criminal record."

At this point, he was in a low mood and even his voice was choked.

His eyes were slightly red and shook his head and said, "I'm done in this life, do you know if I'm done?"

His voice became louder and louder, as if he was shouting out.

Roar out all the sadness and unwillingness.

But this is how life is, never let people go.

"I don't want to lie to you, you're a good person."

"I have deceived many people. They used my paintings to sell them as famous teachers' paintings, and cheated others of millions."

"I don't want to go on this path again."

"I just want to live a simple life now and be an ordinary person."

Li Zijin looked at the person in front of him who had been encouraging him from the bottom of his heart. He was unwilling to make a penny more, so he spoke: "If you really like it, you will be 60,000 yuan, and I will sell you three paintings 60,000 yuan."

"If you don't dislike it."

He felt that he was short of money, but he could not lose his conscience.

If he collected the 200,000 yuan today, he would feel guilty, as if he was deceived by others.

Li Mowen's mouth opened slightly and was stunned for a moment.

Then he laughed.

Suddenly I remembered the information signs of the little girl, the father who was released from prison early, it seemed that all this was fate.

He took a sip of tea and looked at the other person with a smile.

This is interesting. In fact, the other party can earn his own 200,000 without saying anything.

But in the end he couldn't help but speak. No wonder he said why he kept hesitating, after all, the price he paid was already very high.

Li Mowen pushed the glasses frame and smiled, "So it's you, okay, I want it 60,000 yuan."

Once these words ended.

One second.

Two seconds.

At that moment, Li Zijin froze and he looked at the other person in disbelief.

He thought he had confessed.

Will... be excluded?

But unexpectedly, the fortune teller was still smiling at him and agreed very simply.

How is this possible?

Before the other party could react.

Li Mowen poured himself another cup of tea, and he smiled and said, "Do you know?"

“There are many guests coming to the door every day, and there are many people I have helped.”

"But not everyone knows how to be grateful, and some people he doesn't even understand or want to hear bad news."

"Thankfully, you're not that kind of person."

He looked up at the painter who was in his early thirties but still no one appreciated him, and then smiled and said, "My opinion is different from yours, I think..."
Chapter completed!