Wu Chuang had been standing here for more than half an hour. Now, Qin Sheng and the others came back, and Wu Chuang simply sat on the sofa.
"Shengsheng, I'm here to talk to you about your painting today."
Qin Sheng frowned.
Wu Chuang continued: "Your painting won first place in the country. I want to buy that painting from you. The price is whatever you want."
Now Wu Chuang's paintings are also very popular across the country, and there is no shortage of money.
Mr. Lu was not happy anymore, "Shengsheng, I will buy your paintings too."
Mr. Lu spoke, and Wu Chuang had a very bad feeling in his heart, always feeling that he would use some rogue means.
As soon as the idea came up, Wu Chuang shot him away.
Mr. Lu is a well-known figure. He always looks extremely serious when he appears in front of everyone. How could he resort to rogue methods
Wu Chuang underestimated Mr. Lu's shamelessness.
Mr. Lu's face fell and he looked pitiful, "Shengsheng, I like that painting of yours. As an old man like me, I don't have many wishes. It's rare that I come across a painting that I like. Shengsheng, just treat it as a whole." Accept my wish."
Wu Chuang: "..."
I just saw Mr. Lu looking at him with a proud look. Is this an illusion
Although Mr. Lu was Wu Chuang's senior, Wu Chuang didn't want to give in to him this time. He quickly said, "Shengsheng, look, you can decide the price. You can make any amount. I also like your painting. When I saw it during the selection, I wanted to buy it, but you had to compete at the time, so you didn’t ask for it.”
Mr. Lu glared at Wu Chuang fiercely, then turned to look at Qin Sheng.
Wu Chuang also looked at Qin Sheng with hope.
Qin Sheng: "..."
He rubbed his eyebrows, he had a headache.
Qin Sheng was organizing words to refuse, but Fu Hanchuan spoke first, "Chairman Wu, grandpa, Sheng Sheng's painting, she has already promised to give it to me."
Mr. Lu: "..."
Wu Chuang: "..."
Therefore, after they have been fighting here for so long, Fu Hanchuan has already reserved this painting.
Mr. Lu's suspicious eyes fell on Fu Hanchuan, "When did it happen?"
Qin Sheng answered truthfully: "The day I was selected for the Qing Hui Competition."
Mr. Lu was angry and glared at Fu Hanchuan.
He's so smart, he knows how to compete with him day by day.
Mr. Lu regretted countless times for introducing Fu Hanchuan and Qin Sheng so early.
Mr. Lu tried to negotiate with Fu Hanchuan again, "Hanchuan, I am your grandfather, you have to fulfill my little wish."
"First come, first served." Fu Hanchuan raised his eyebrows.
Mr. Lu took a deep breath and stood up. He didn't want to see Fu Hanchuan again. It was very heartbreaking.
"I can't have this grandson. He has always been against his grandpa. It's really true that he can't help himself now that he's grown up. Now he hates my grandpa."
Mr. Lu muttered as he walked out, his tone rather resentful.
Qin Sheng's lips curved into a helpless smile.
Wu Chuang's mood is not much better now. The painting that he was originally confident about has just gone away, and Wu Chuang feels very unhappy.
After all, Wu Chuang knew that Qin Sheng would not sell the painting to him, so Wu Chuang did not ask again.
"Shengsheng, your paintings will be exhibited together with the paintings of some masters for a period of time. They will be sent back in about a month. This will play a great role in increasing your popularity."
Qin Sheng nodded indifferently. Painting was just a hobby for her, and she didn't care whether she could become famous or not.
(End of chapter)