The ancients said: Don't bend your waist for five buckets of rice.
But there is also an old saying: A penny beats a hero.
Considering the rent, electricity bills, water bills, and her own living expenses for the next month to open a gallery, Susan gritted her teeth.
I will endure
Seeing that Susan gave in, Xie Lun smiled and pointed again seemingly casually: "Then what is the connotation of this photo?"
Looking at the photo pointed by Xie Lun, Susan's face changed slightly and she said seriously: "This photo is of even greater significance. No matter the framing, angle, characters, colors, etc., it is all top-notch. It is no exaggeration to say that , this photo can be regarded as the masterpiece of our store.”
"He started blowing again, isn't he just an old lady? As for what you said is so evil?"
Sherron said disdainfully.
Susan shook her head and said: "Please look carefully at this old woman. Although she has white hair, short stature, and unattractive appearance, the diamond necklace on her neck, the rings on her fingers, and the famous brand coat on her body all show that she is an old woman." There is something extraordinary about women.”
"However, not far from the old woman, there was this man standing. He was carrying a black suitcase and wearing a suit and leather shoes. He looked like a successful man. But if you look carefully, his calloused hands were covered with scratches. suitcase, indicating that the man's living situation may be relatively difficult."
Xie Lun came forward, almost lying on the photo, looked at it carefully for a long time, and said, "Do you open a gallery or work as a private detective? You can see such small details, your eyes are so poisonous."
Susan pointed: "Actually, that's nothing. The most important thing is the expressions of these two people. The old lady was walking forward in a hurry. The man standing on the roadside stood upright, but his eyes were looking towards She. Both of them have very serious expressions."
"Two people who have never met each other, two people of different genders, two people with status in heaven and earth, why do they have this expression on their faces?"
Susan looked at Xie Lun with hope. Xie Lun pondered for a moment: "Do they both have stomachaches and want to go to the toilet?"
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Susan wanted to take out the three green bills that Sherron gave her, slap them on Sherron's face, and tell him to get out. But after thinking about it, she finally held back as she still had dinner tonight.
"This shows that in such a social environment, no matter what class, status, or age, men and women are burdened with great pressure in life."
Susan explained stubbornly.
"Ah, that's it"
Xie Lun nodded with a look of realization, and then said something that almost made Susan vomit blood: "But I don't think there is much social pressure."
"Nonsense, if I were like you, a rich second generation who only knows how to eat, drink and have fun, I wouldn't feel much pressure."
Susan roared in her heart.
"Since this photo is as powerful as you said, let's make a price."
Xie Lun looked like someone who had been taken advantage of.
Susan raised her eyebrows slightly, and quickly doubled the reservation price, then doubled it, and finally got it together.
"Five thousand dollars"
Susan extended a slap.
Xie Lun laughed disdainfully, as if he was very dissatisfied with the price Susan offered, and casually shook his finger: "One thousand US dollars."
Susan almost fell to the ground.
Looking at the gallery proprietress who was quite old and full of sophistication, Xie Lun laughed: "It's just a joke, five thousand is just five thousand, it's just a joke." 4e novel.4exs.
Susan then smiled like a flower and rolled her eyes at Xie Lun: "Check or credit card?"
Sherron reached into his pocket, took out a wad of cash, and handed it to Susan. Then he asked casually: "A photographer who can take such photos must be famous."
While counting the money, Susan shook her head and said: "The photographer of this photo, named Leon Schoff, is not famous in the circle. But this young man is very talented and works hard. If this trend continues, sooner or later One day it will become a big hit."
"Leon Schoff" Sherron smiled, "Do you have this person's contact information? I am very interested in such motivated young people. Maybe I can sponsor him to hold a personal photography exhibition."
"Really." Susan looked at Sherron with great admiration. "From the moment I walked in, I thought you were an ignorant idiot. Now it seems that you still have some sense."
Xie Lun shrugged: "For example, how about holding his personal photography exhibition in your gallery?"
"Great, no problem."
Susan quickly took out her business card, wrote a series of phone numbers on it, and handed it to Sherron: "This is Scott's contact information, but if you want to contact him, it's best now. He is usually sleeping in during the day."
"As an artist, your daily schedule must be different from that of ordinary people."
Sherron smiled, took the business card and packed photos handed over by Susan, and left the gallery with one step at a time, surrounded by Tina and Mona.
Susan smiled apologetically and kept walking out of the door. Seeing Xie Lun and the others completely disappear from sight, she put away the smile on her face, curled her lips in disdain, and returned to the library with a low complaint.
Xie Lun also waited until he was out of Susan's sight before dialing Monica's phone: "Please help me check. Leon Schoff is said to be a freelance photographer. Focus on the investigation. His recent movements and where he is now."
After hanging up the phone, Xie Lun turned to Tina and said, "Is there anything unusual about that gallery?"
Tina shook her head: "Fortunately, I didn't see anything unusual, but the female boss seemed too greedy for money."
"If you look at Susan's personal debt situation, you will know why she likes money so much. In order to open this gallery, she owed a lot of debt to the bank. As a result, her monthly income is barely enough to repay the loan and cover her living expenses. Squeeze it through your teeth.”
Recalling the scene just now, Xie Lun couldn't help laughing again: "The five thousand I gave her just now can make her spend this Christmas with a smile."
Meng Na couldn't help laughing at the side and said: "Brother-in-law, you looked just like a typical prodigal rich second generation."
"If I hadn't found out that there was nothing suspicious about the gallery and its owner, Susan, I would have pretended to be like this and made an unannounced visit." Sherron thought, "But Silisman's wife, after leaving Susan's gallery the night she disappeared, went there again Where is it?”
Two hours later, in a fast food restaurant near a subway station.
A handsome-looking, but unshaven, decadent and unkempt man was reading a newspaper while devouring a burger.
Sherron sat directly opposite him: "You are Leon Schoff"
The man glanced at Xie Lun: "Well, it depends on what you want from him."
Xie Lun smiled and took out the photo: "I heard that this photo was taken by him and it was good. I am going to pay to sponsor him to hold a personal photography exhibition."
The man quickly put down the newspaper and hamburger in his hand, straightened his collar, coughed a few times, and said seriously: "Then I am very honored to tell you that I am Leon Scott. Of course, you can just call me Scott." "
"Really?" Sherron looked Scott up and down, "That's the photo you took, which cost me five thousand dollars."
Scott snorted and almost choked to death on his own saliva.
"Sorry, I didn't hear clearly just now, how much did you spend?"
"five thousand"
Scott stared blankly at Sherron, as if he were looking at a fool.
Still a rich fool