"Not for sale.
Wei Jiayi frowned slightly: "What do you mean by not selling?"
"This painting is only sold to the lucky ones."
"What's the meaning" "Do you know Harleston?"
"Of course.
Although he is a reclusive painter, I was lucky enough to come into contact with him in his early years.
I like his paintings very much, and I once bought them at a high price.
But he refused."
Wei Jiayi paused, and then said: "This It is indeed the original work of Mr.
Harreston, but Mr.
Harreston never sells his paintings.
Where did you get this painting?"
"Just because you don't sell it doesn't mean you won't give it away."
Wei Jiayi frowned slightly: "You exchanged the paintings given by Teacher Hareston for money."
"He didn't say he wouldn't sell it."
Wei Jiayi: She took a deep breath and said calmly: "You make an offer."
"As I said just now, I only sell to people with a destiny.
I don't think you are a person with a destiny."
"you" Wei Jiayi took a deep breath, turned and left without saying anything else.
A young man next to him blinked and immediately gathered around.
"Brother, I want this painting."
"I only sell to those who are destined" "Is half a million U.S. dollars enough?"
the young man said directly: "For a little-known painter, half a million U.S. dollars is already enough."
Lin Xiaochuan shook his head: "You don't understand Mr.
Harreston at all, you are not destined" "One million US dollars," Young Master said through gritted teeth.
Lin Xiaochuan's expression was slightly hesitant, but he still said: "Sorry, I can't sell this painting to you."
The young master smiled.
"Xiaoya, what are you pretending to be?
Just now when I raised the price to one million US dollars, you were obviously a little moved.
You originally wanted to sell it for money, but you actually said that it would only be sold to the destined people.
In the end, you didn't want to Sell it at a high price and play tricks on me, hahaha.”
"One million and two hundred thousand US dollars, I won't add even one cent more."
Young Master said leisurely.
Lin Xiaochuan was silent, his expression looking very troubled.
"One million and one hundred thousand."
Young Master said again.
"Wait a minute.
You just said 1.2 million US dollars."
Lin Xiaochuan said quickly.
"I've changed my mind.
If you write more ink, I will lower the price."
Young Master said again.
"No, $1.11 million is just $1.1 million."
There was a hint of sarcasm on the corner of Young Master's mouth, but he said nothing and said directly: "Let's go, I'll transfer the money to you."
After Lin Xiaochuan received the transfer to his bank account, he gave the so-called Master Harleston's masterpiece to the young man.
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And that young man left in a hurry.
His purpose is also very obvious, he wants to use this painting to impress Wei Jiayi.
Well, to be precise, he wanted to take this opportunity to get to know Wei Jiayi.
Young Master also knows in his heart that Wei Jiayi cannot be acquired with just one painting.
All in all, both the buyer and the seller are happy with this transaction.
After coming out of the bank, Lin Xiaochuan received a call from Lin Anqi.
"Lin Xiaochuan, how are you?"
The Wei Jiayi just now was actually Lin Anqi.
This is Lin Xiaochuan's plan.
Let Wei Jiayi be interested in his paintings, but he will not sell the paintings to Wei Jiayi.
Then, if the onlookers want to get close to Wei Jiayi, they will come to buy paintings.
The development of things was completely in Lin Xiaochuan's script.
"I've already got 1.1 million U.S. dollars.
Oh my, today's young master is really willing to spend money to pick up girls."
Lin Xiaochuan sighed.
"Oh, country bumpkins are so ignorant.
One million US dollars is nothing in the eyes of those young men.
In order to pursue Wei Jiayi, someone spent 30 million US dollars to buy a yacht.
The name of Wei Jiayi was directly written on the property registration.
But do you know how Wei Jiayi responded?"
"How did you respond?"
"She poured gasoline directly on the yacht and lit it on fire."
Lin Xiaochuan: "Let me go, there are really people who dare to pick up this woman."
"So, if you can get close to Wei Jiayi for only one million, those young masters will think it's worth it."
Lin Xiaochuan's eyes were hot: "Well, I have something else to do, so I'll hang up first."
After saying that, Lin Xiaochuan hung up the phone directly.
Subsequently, he followed the same pattern and produced another abstract painting by Master Harreston in a short period of time.
As for what the ghost is, Lin Xiaochuan doesn't know.
How many people can understand abstract painting?
The entrance to Sky Island Women's International University.
"Damn it, that boy Zhao Qing reacted so quickly.
Why didn't I think of selling my paintings to help Wei Jiayi?"
A young man said with a regretful expression.
"I thought of it, but this guy Zhao Qing beat me to it."
"By the way, have you ever heard of this Harleyston?"
"No.
Didn't Wei Jiayi say that he is a recluse?
However, it is not important whether he is famous or not.
What is important is that Wei Jiayi likes his paintings."
"Do you understand abstract paintings?"
"You understand, my father also likes to collect famous oil paintings, but he actually doesn't understand.
Again, these are not important.
What is important is that Wei Jiayi likes it."
"Yes.
It's a pity that our reaction was too slow.
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The painting seller has already left."
"He's back again," someone said suddenly.
Then, a group of people ran over and surrounded Lin Xiaochuan, who had just set up his stall.
Lin Xiaochuan was startled: "What are you doing?
I'm telling you, Sky Island is the place with the strictest legal system in the world.
If you mess around?"
"Brother, do you still have Master Harreston's paintings?"
"Well, there is one more painting."
After Lin Xiaochuan finished speaking, he unfolded the painting in his hand.
Halfway through the exhibition, he seemed to suddenly realize something, and said with wary eyes: "Do you want to steal the painting, but there is surveillance here?"
"I'll buy it.
I'll buy the rest of your painting," someone said hurriedly.
"Hey, I got here first, so you should give it to me."
"What?
I arrived earlier than you."
Everyone actually started arguing.
The words and deeds of a gentleman as promised.
Lin Xiaochuan was secretly happy, no, overjoyed.
"Wow, it seems that this painting should be sold for a good price.
Oh, I didn't expect Wei Jiayi to be so good."
Lin Xiaochuan seemed to have seen a lot of money dancing in front of his eyes.
I was secretly excited when suddenly a woman's voice sounded: "Please give way."
Wei Jiayi's voice Lin Xiaochuan looked up and wondered.
"Why is this Lin Anqi here again?
Now there's no need for her to take action."
Secretly, Wei Jiayi had arrived in front of Lin Xiaochuan's stall and picked up the abstract painting that Lin Xiaochuan had just graffitied.
"Well, the oil paint hasn't completely dried yet.
It looks like it's freshly baked."
After saying that, Wei Jiayi looked up at Lin Xiaochuan and smiled sweetly: "Little brother, isn't Master Harreston nearby?"
Lin Xiaochuan's heart skipped a beat.
He felt the coldness beneath the charming appearance of the woman in front of him.
Lin Anqi does not have such a dark temperament.
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