Zhu Wenshui left, leaving very simply because he knew very well that he had no chance of winning if he stayed there, and it was nothing more than to humiliate himself.

It would be enough for him to lose face once, and it would be impossible for someone to step on the ground to rub it. However, it was his departure that made everyone present realize something.

Bai Ye... won the bet!

Or, better skills.

As for despicableness... Nowadays, the success and defeat of the enemy, Bai Ye laughed to the end. Others would only praise him for his ability and favorableness. Who would care about the process?

The same goes for the other way around.

If the investors had agreed with Zhu Wenshui's plan just now, I'm afraid there were many people who sarcasticized Bai Ye and took advantage of the situation.

This is the world. Most people are secular, and it is normal to hold on to the high and step on the low.

So when a group of people flocked to him and praised him very much, Bai Ye just smiled lightly and was carelessly perfunctory.

Even though he knew he was perfunctory, the people next to him did not point it out, but instead smiled brighter.

This is society...

It was lively for a long time, and those who chatted and those who read the paintings all achieved their goal. Only then did Mr. Xu stand up and announce with a smile that today's affairs ended successfully.

Thank you for your arrival. He has prepared a banquet in a nearby hotel. Please move over and attend the celebration banquet.

Everyone was even more satisfied and left with tactful thoughts. After all, they had already watched the excitement, and they were full of gossip and eager to share it with others.

In a blink of an eye, the teahouse became empty. Bai Ye's smile also calmed down and slowly collected the pictures with Chen Daqi.

The cold and alienated expression also made Mr. Xu smile bitterly. Of course, he knew that Bai Ye was angry. Investors went back on their word, and no matter who they were, they would be angry.

However, Mr. Xu also knew that Bai Ye was a smart person. He didn't plan to play tricks anymore for smart people, and directly showed his sincerity: "Bai Ye, we like your painting very much. If you want, we are willing to spend... five million to buy it."

"Five million!" Chen Daqi was shocked when he heard the sound, and suddenly turned around and confirmed the truth: "Mr. Xu, aren't you joking?"

"Absolutely," Mr. Xu smiled and said, "If Bai Ye agrees, we can transfer the money immediately..."

Scream!

Chen Daqi's twitching voice, and his anger dissipated most of it.

He looked at Bai Ye with his eyes full of intent. You should know that the price of five million is to push the market trend of Bai Ye's works by two or three times.

Sometimes, the identity of a painter is the same as that of a popular star. As long as it gets higher, it will not fall down easily.

More importantly, the vitality of a painter is more reliable than that of a star.

Celebrities may be outdated, but the value of their works will only continue to grow when a famous painter is, especially in the old age of a painter. The price will soar due to the small output of his works. Especially when the painter dies, the market price has reached its peak.

Because of this nature, the market has always tended to be conservative in valuing some artists' works and will not easily increase the price.

Of course, if there is a funder who pushes him behind the scenes, the situation will be different.

It's such a sucker, it's hard to find...

Obviously, Mr. Xu is also aware of his own ability and is willing to be the financial backer. He naturally has his own little thoughts and is not considered a sucker.

After all, the price of this painting is high, which also promotes the reputation of the work. In the end, these fame will definitely be fed back to the Grand Canyon.

This is considered an investment, and there will be a return in the end.

"How about it?"

Mr. Xu felt that this was a win-win situation and Bai Ye would definitely not refuse.

However, unexpectedly, Bai Ye shook his head slightly: "No!"

"Why?"

Mr. Xu was stunned and then became a little anxious: "Bai Ye, I admit... this makes you feel uncomfortable, but sometimes, you should look forward as a human being."

"These five million are not only sincerity, but also apologies, and they are also a make-up. You should understand."

Mr. Xu said seriously: "You are so smart, you must understand what I mean."

"Of course I understand, so I still have the conditions." Bai Ye smiled, not intending to turn against him. He is not a child, so he doesn't care about right or wrong, it's just a matter of interests.

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say."

Mr. Xu smiled, as long as he could talk.

Nowadays, Baiye is naturally qualified to negotiate conditions.

Perhaps some people think that Mr. Xu should regret it. If he had not made trouble before, the cooperation between the two parties had already begun and there would be no need for extravagance.

But in fact, Mr. Xu did not regret it, but was very happy. If he didn't bother, how could this painting be born?

He and his partners have seen a broader prospect in their works.

In a short period of time, they had conceived more than a dozen promotional plans to focus on this painting.

As for Zhu Wenshui, he had long been left behind.

This world will only be tolerant of successful people and cruel to losers.

Mr. Xu smiled and said, "If you have any conditions, just mention them. As long as it is not too much, I can make the decision and agree to everything."

“The conditions are very simple…”

Bai Ye waved and said, "Great weapon, plan B, bring it."

"Here you come."

Chen Daqi snapped his fingers, smiled and took out a document from his briefcase, and handed it to Mr. Xu.

“Plan B?”

Mr. Xu was puzzled and opened the folder.

He glanced at him and was stunned: "This is..."

"This is the mountain temple I imagined, which may be a little bit different from your ideas. So I hope you can understand and support my plan."

Bai Ye smiled brightly: "That's the condition, isn't it too much, right?"

"you……"

Mr. Xu flipped through the documents and read them several times before he raised his head, his eyes complicated: "Bai Ye, your plan... was not what we agreed to..."

"I know, I know."

Bai Ye nodded and said for granted: "That's what I think is... too mediocre and meaningless. So I have made another new plan. Listen to mine. This plan is good. As long as the temple is built, it will definitely be amazing."

“…”

Mr. Xu was not sure whether he was shocked or not. His expression was very strange. After holding it in for a while, he couldn't help but ask: "The location of your plan is no longer in the grass temple, why do you still have to compete with Zhu Wenshui?"

"It's mine, it's mine."

When Bai Ye heard this, he immediately smiled indifferently, "I can't fight and give in, but I don't like others to rob me!"

“…”

Mr. Xu was silent for a moment before changing the topic: "I personally support your plan, but..."

"I will send this painting to the Chinese Painting Museum." Bai Ye said lightly, "Mr. Qing Ai Yu Hao is planning to be the recommender."

"make a deal!"
Chapter completed!