Tong Chujiu rushed to the gallery, and as soon as he entered the door, he raised his eyes and saw the blood-red scratches on Qing He's face."
All the money at the counter was taken."
Qing He looked sad, and his glasses didn't know where they flew, "Boss, I'm sorry I didn't stop them." ”Tong Chujiu took a deep breath, and then slowly spit it out, as if this was the only way to keep her sanity and not to chase back with a knife."
How can I blame you for this."
Tong Chujiu was in a complicated mood, "It's all because I'm late." ”"No, it's not your fault."
Qing He was a little excited, "It's them, they're too much" Qing He couldn't figure out how a unique woman like the boss could have such a mother and sister.Tong Chujiu didn't answer, her subordinates defended her so much, which made her feel a little more comforted, but she couldn't lift her spirits to say anything more.Tong Chujiu looked around with a slightly lonely expression, the gallery was in shambles, and she walked along the place where the paintings had been placed, many of them were damaged along the way, and some even broke their frames.She bent down in a corner and picked up her glasses and handed them to Qing He: "Leave it to me here, you can take a vacation these days, I will give you some money later, remember to go to the hospital for a good examination of the injury on your face." ”Tong Chujiu's waist was still straight, but it was difficult to hide the tiredness in his eyes.It was the first time for Qing He to see Tong Chujiu so depressed, and his heart was more sad than being scratched on his face."
By the way, boss, it's not all bad news, I answered a phone call before they came, and the other party said that they seemed to be very interested in one of your paintings, and offered 300,000 yuan.""
What are you talking about" Tong Chujiu was stunned for a moment, and then frowned: "300,000" 300,000.Tong Chujiu is not a famous painter, and the small paintings sold in this gallery are also some handicrafts, 300,000 yuan, which can be worth half a year's income."
Boss, it's true, I was stunned so I forgot to say it."
Qinghe hurriedly explained, "Although that person didn't say what his name was, he seems to know you and knows your mobile phone number." ”Knowing her mobile phone number, Tong Chujiu thought about it carefully, generally the guests of the gallery will leave the phone here, and they will never know her private phone number, who will know her number, "What is his name?"
"This is not right, he also left his phone number." ”Qinghe finally found the evidence, and hurriedly returned to the counter and turned out a piece of paper with a phone number recorded.Seeing that Qinghe really remembered the phone, and marked a big "important" in front of the phone, Tong Chujiu believed it.She showed a shallow smile: "Which work is he most interested in" Qing He saw Tong Chujiu's smile, and finally felt a lot more relieved, she casually pointed to the center of the gallery: "He said he wanted that dream of war" It turned out to be that one.It was an abstract painting of the dream she had spent three years painting five years ago, and it has not been preserved until now.It's not that no one bought that painting, it's just that she always felt that the events on the battlefield that she couldn't remember really were precious to her, so what she said to the outside world was that the painting was not for sale.And now she urgently needs to get rid of the Pei family, and her brother's surgical treatment fee is a lot of money, and her grandfather is still in prison, and there are only a lot of other places to use money, and another person is willing to pay 300,000 yuan to buy that painting.Tong Chujiu looked in the direction of Qinghe's finger with some reluctance, but at this glance, her heart instantly cooled half: