Cities: The Goddess of Salvation at the start rewards ten sets of courtyard houses

One month is 8000 million.

Profiteering!

No wonder Mr. Li was able to take out [-] million yuan without blinking an eye. This top talent in the calligraphy and painting industry is simply stealing money.

Mr. Li heard that the other party didn't reply for a long time, thinking that Zhang Qian was too young.

So he looked at Liu Suishan again.

At this time, Liu Suishan stretched out two fingers.

"Just deduct it." Mr. Li rolled his eyes, and then smiled at the phone: "100 million is indeed a bit small, so let's do it, 200 million."

"If the little brother thinks the price is still low, then you can make a price at will."

At this time, Zhang Qian was thinking about 100 million pairs, and when he didn't have to worry about money in the future, how should he enjoy himself, he heard Mr. Li's words.

He was stunned.

200 million for a painting, if you are not satisfied, just ask for a price.

This is not stealing money.

Printing money is not so fast.

"Satisfied, satisfied, simply too satisfied." Zhang Qian laughed quickly.

"Just as long as you are satisfied." Elder Li also laughed.

He turned his head, glanced at Liu Suishan who had stretched out five fingers, and nodded slightly.

"Then I'll wait for the good news from my little brother."

"Don't worry, I will finish the painting as soon as possible and bring it to Mr. Li." Zhang Qian said.

After he put down his phone, Xu Lili came over.

"What's the matter, I'll make you happy." She gave Zhang Qian a blank look.

At this time, Zhang Qian smiled so much that the corners of his mouth almost cracked behind his ears.

He couldn't help laughing and said: "Mr. Li told me just now that he wanted to buy my paintings, and he would pay 200 million for a pair. Do you think I can be unhappy."

"200?"

Xu Lili was also shocked: "You are stealing money."

"No, I can paint faster than I can steal money. This is obviously printing money directly." Zhang Qian waved his hand with a smile.

Xu Lili said angrily: "Look, I'm going to embarrass you."

Zhang Qian restrained himself a bit, but he was still very embarrassing.

"Then when do you plan to finish the painting and send it to Mr. Li?" Xu Lili said with a straightened expression.

Zhang Qian thought for a while and said, "Let's just do it today. After dinner, I'll start painting. I should be able to finish the painting today, and then I'll just send the things over."

"Then let's eat quickly."

Xu Lili urged: "I didn't see clearly last time, this time I must take a good look at how you draw."

"Not in a hurry, I can't run away." Zhang Qian said with a smile.

After eating, Xu Lili tore off the things, wiped the table, and spread a piece of clean white rice paper on it when it was dry. Zhang Qian used a paperweight to flatten the rice paper.

"I'll grind ink for you." Xu Lili said courteously.

Zhang Qian picked up a brush with a smile and dipped it in the black ink, his expression changed instantly.

An aura of high mountains and far-sightedness burst out from him.

Zhang Qian's writing is flying, and the pen is flying dragons and snakes.

The tip of the pen draws beautiful lines on the rice paper, which dazzles the viewers.

Xu Lili is a person who knows how to paint.

After Zhang Qian wrote, her eyes were attracted by Zhang Qian's pen tip, the natural lines were full of beauty in her eyes.

Chapter 69 This is using me as a livestock

Half an hour later, Zhang Qian finished the painting.

Xu Lili finally came to her senses. Looking at the picture of fishing alone by the river, her first reaction was cold.

It was snowing heavily, and an old man was fishing alone on the river.

The artistic conception of this painting infected Xu Lili's mind in an instant, making her feel as if she was in it.

It was bone-chilling cold.

Goosebumps appeared on Xu Lili's body.

"It's so cold."

Her body trembled involuntarily.

"Okay, don't look." Zhang Qian stepped forward and stood in front of Xu Lili, blocking her view.

Xu Lili finally felt some warmth.

"Is this your painting?"

That painting seemed to have magical powers. If Zhang Qian hadn't blocked her eyes in time, she might have been frozen to death by himself.

Such a thing is not impossible.

Someone in a foreign country once did an experiment, took a blindfolded person into a dark room, cut a knife on his wrist with the back of a knife, and then turned on the faucet to let him drip a little bit of water.

Telling the victim it was his blood dripping.

Finally everyone exits the room.

Half an hour later, the experimenter died, both from blood loss and from his own fear.

There are countless such things.

Someone was accidentally trapped in a refrigerated truck. Looking at it the next day, the person was frozen to death, but the refrigerated truck did not drive at all.