By the moat, at the entrance of Liuyun Community.

You Lexuan looked at Ding Shuo's back as he gradually disappeared, as if he had suddenly lost something, and his heart was empty.

However, after a brief loss, she quickly came to her senses, opened the car door amid the onlookers' comments, and crawled back into the car in a daze.

Then, the car door was closed with a "slam".

The middle-aged man sitting in the driving position looked at the back row through the rearview mirror. When he saw You Lexuan returning to the car with empty hands, he asked with a puzzled look: "Why didn't you buy it?"

"Suddenly I don't want to eat anymore, drive." You Lexuan's face became very ugly.

"The scumbag just now is your ex-boyfriend, right?" the middle-aged man started the vehicle.

"Uncle Zhang, are you finished?" You Lexuan had a blue face, just like a cloudy thunderstorm in May, which was so gloomy that water was about to drip out.

The middle-aged man seemed really angry when he saw You Lexuan and closed his mouth tactfully.

Although You Lexuan has just arrived in the company for a short time, she is a rare artistic genius and a celebrity around Mr. Liang. She is not something he can afford to offend, a little driver.

You Lexuan held her cheeks and looked out the window and stopped talking.

When I left Ding Shuo, I thought he was not enterprising and wanted to motivate him.

But who knew that the sea was wide and the fish leaped, and the sky was high and the birds could fly.

After leaving, she realized how wonderful the outside world was. She was like white-bellied glass jumping onto the branch, so dazzling.

As for Ding Shuo, he did not reflect on himself because of his departure, and was still content with the status quo and peaceful.

In short, she could not see any hope in Ding Shuo.

"well……"

You Lexuan sighed softly.

I thought I had been breaking up with him for almost two years, and the elites around me were better than each other. Why should I sway myself and never forget a waste?

...

After Ding Shuo left the community, he took a taxi to the path where he crashed last night. He wanted to find a place to repair the motorcycle. He rode it first, and wait a few days later when he has enough money, and then change to a better one.

But when he arrived at the place, he found that the motorcycle thrown on the roadside was gone, leaving only a pile of motorcycle fragments and two deformed license plates.

Eighty-mostly, it was sold by some "kind person".

Ding Shuo sighed, picked up his license plate, and asked the taxi driver to take him to the antique street in the south of the city.

Bypassing the Fountain Square, turn left and turn into "Jiuxiang Lane", and stop in front of a gallery door with the three big words "Mu Yuxuan" written on the plaque.

Two years ago, after he broke up with You Lexuan, he was indeed degenerated for a long time.

Every day, I was drinking and playing games. Later, I went to an art exam training and taught by a friend, but not long after I worked, something happened in the training school.

A female student jumped off a building and committed suicide after becoming pregnant. The school was sealed off. Although Ding Shuo had no relationship with this matter, he lost his job because of this.

Later...

It was probably at the end of last year, by chance, Ding Shuo took over the gallery and became the boss.

It is said to be Mu Yuxuan, but it is actually a small shop less than 30 square meters.

Moreover, except for a few of the fine works in the store, the oil paintings in the store were entrusted to be temporarily consigned, most of them were paintings collected by Ding Shuo at a low price.

What is a painting?

To put it bluntly, it is oil painting crafts, which run contrary to the artistic essence of "self-release and resonance with others". The purpose of catering and pleasing the viewer from the bottom of your heart. Although it looks pleasing to the eyes, there is no copy of the soul.

Often, the cost of a painting is not as expensive as the frame of frame.

Of course, when there is plenty of inspiration, Ding Shuo will also carry one or two strokes on it and put it in the store for sale.

Apart from rent, water and electricity every month, you can still have three or five thousand yuan left, and your life is still quite leisurely.

9:20 am.

Ding Shuo opened the roller shutter door with a bang and turned on the light.

Under the dim light, the style of the shop was suddenly reflected.

The surrounding red brick walls are not only covered with oil paintings of various styles, but also inlaid with many gears, valves, steel pipes and chains...

The decoration style is to make people feel the quiet steampunk style in restlessness.

Ding Shuo placed several oil paintings piled up at the door of the gallery and started business.

While there were few customers in the morning, he took out his cell phone and opened Xianmao Second-hand Network.

I thought to myself, since the 1,000 yuan reward of [Silence is Gold] has been received, then [How much is spent and how much is rebate] should not be a scam, right?

He walked around Xianmao, and his eyes anchored the 80% new Hamaya Tianjian in the same city. He only ran 18,000 kilometers and could transfer the property at any time. The seller urgently needed money and only needed 3,500 oceans.

Ding Shuo took a photo of the motorcycle without saying a word and contacted the owner.

The two made an appointment to meet at a nearby vehicle management office at 10:30, bringing their ID cards and other items, and transferring the account directly.

As soon as Ding Shuo finished calling, an old man with a red nose wearing a gray Tang suit and holding a folding fan in his hand came in the store.

He is a strange face.

"Welcome!"

"Well, I'll just take a look."

The old man with red nose swept over the oil paintings and suddenly stopped, pointed at one of the oil paintings with the folding fan in his hand and asked, "Young man, how much does this painting cost?"

Ding Shuo glanced at the oil painting and stretched out five fingers: "Five Hundred."

The painting was one of several oil paintings he went out to sketch and exchanged for two cigarettes last year. Since no one cared about it for a long time, he hung it in an inconspicuous position.

The whole painting only has three colors: black, white and gray, and is scraped out with an oil painting knife. Although the painting skills are sloppy, the techniques are amazing. Only those who truly understand painting will stop in front of it.

"Although this painting is a bit less compositional, the artistic conception is still good. If this area is over-used with dark gray, it will be even more perfect..." The old man with red nose commented.

"The old man knows painting?"

"Understand..."

"Since the old man is destined to be with this painting, I will give you a cost price, which is 400 yuan to take it away." Ding Shuo held the black-framed glasses with his hands and narrowed his eyes.

The old man with red nose nodded, no longer bargained, and directly paid out the cash to buy the oil painting.

Before leaving, he left a business card for Ding Shuo, saying that if you have any works of this style in the future, remember to keep them for him, and he would like as much as he wants.

After seeing off the old man with red nose, Ding Shuo glanced at the business card left by the old man:

"Hu Yuanfeng, the initiator of Yuanfeng Charity, and Honorary Dean of Shuxin Senior Apartment."

"So he is a great philanthropist..." Ding Shuo was thinking, and at this moment, a young man and woman walked in from the store.

The man looks in his thirties, while the woman is a little smaller, only twenty-five or twenty-six.

The woman was dressed coolly and was dressed in a gorgeous manner.

The man was wearing a leather bag, a green water ghost on his wrist, and a bunch of keys on his waist. The car keys of the Land Rover were particularly eye-catching, and he looked very rich at first glance.

Ding Shuo looked up at the young man and woman, then lowered his head and opened a travel magazine casually.

When selling paintings, you can't be too enthusiastic like the vegetable aunts in the vegetable market.

If the customer is not asking for an introduction to which work, he must turn a blind eye and give them enough space to appreciate the paintings, which can not only show the style of the shop owner, but also prevent customers from getting bored.

"Wow, the decoration style of this gallery is so great!" The two of them walked around the house. The woman held the man's arm with a leniency, pointed to an oil painting, and asked excitedly, "Husband, how do you think this painting is hanging in the Western restaurant on the second floor?"

The man glanced at the painting, shook his head and curled his lips: "It's so cheesy."

"Is it very vulgar? I feel it's okay, what about the one next to it?" The woman asked another freehand oil painting. Although it cost more than two million to be decorated this time, she always felt that the painting hanging on the wall of the restaurant was a bit scary. Not only was it black, but it was incompatible with the entire decoration style.

It’s rare that my husband has time to go out shopping with him today.

So she thought that she would replace the painting no matter what.

The man moved his gaze to another oil painting, stopped for two seconds, and said with disgust: "I'll go, this is a child's casual graffiti, right? Why are he drawing like a joke? Are you sure you want to hang this kind of garbage in my big villa of 50,000 yuan per square meter?"

"Oh my husband, this kind of freehand oil painting does not pursue the delicate pen in order to capture the charm of the moment..."

Before the woman could finish her words, she was forcibly interrupted by the man: "Don't talk about those useless things. What kind of charm can a broken painting have? I only know that the most expensive one is the best!"

As he said that, he raised his wrist and glanced at his Rolex. As the boss of a well-known company, every minute of his life is very precious. He doesn't have much time to hang out with women here. In order to save time, he directly asked: "Waiter, which one is the most expensive here?"

...

(ps: The contract has been sent out. Bosses who want to invest should get on the bus soon~~)
Chapter completed!