Almighty painter

Chapter 404 Hug

Gu Weijing sat quietly at the table.

Holding up the phone.

His eyes looked around, and he didn't know where to place his gaze. It seemed to be just a subconscious reaction in confusion.

Finally, his eyes fell on Awang again.

After finishing her supper, Awang had already fallen asleep again. She was lying on her mat in an extremely arrogant posture, with little snores coming from her throat.

For a moment, he was a little envious of Awang.

A person may only be lucky enough to have such a carefree, absolutely pure and absolutely happy snore a few times in his life.

A Wang can always be so free and free, unrestrained.

After returning from the Royal Botanic Gardens.

Gu Weijing thought that his heart was stable and calm enough. No matter what life choices he made, he would not look forward or backward and stay up all night.

Now he found out he was wrong.

Miss Sakai taught herself many principles of life, but she could never teach herself to deal with the messy emotional problems like Mr. Sloth.

Doctors do not heal themselves.

She and herself are all connected links in this thread.

Mr. Sloth said that when dealing with relationships, you need to cut through the line quickly and understand what you want most.

Gu Weijing felt that it was like holding pliers to pinch the fuse on the beeping time bomb countdown. No matter which line he put his hand on, the red line or the blue line, he felt uneasy.

"correct."

Anna leisurely picked up the colorful round cake macaron from the exquisite dessert tower on the side table and took a bite. Then he picked up a small piece of bone-shaped dog biscuit, spread it in his hand, and fed it to August.

Happy!

The corners of her lips were slightly raised.

When people are upset, simply finding someone to talk to can make them feel more relaxed and relaxed.

Miss Elena had tasted the fun of gossiping with her "best friends" for the first time in a long time.

Refreshing!

Anna doesn't know that the protagonist of the "I Have a Nephew" series told by Detective Cat is himself, and he is struggling there.

She consciously helped Ms. Cat to gain knowledge and make up for her emotional shortcomings. Her urge to be a teacher was satisfied, and she also chatted about gossip and gained more from her.

Except August lost a little hair on his chest.

perfect.

Anna only felt physically and mentally comfortable, with a look of satisfaction on her face.

She took a sip of water and thought about it.

"Well... I also remembered... something about a friend in a circle. I want to seek your advice."

Ana suddenly spoke slowly.

The cheerful smile on her face faded slightly.

"Ms. Cat, can you tell me, have you ever been hesitant, worried about gains and losses? No matter what life choices you made, you were afraid that you would make the wrong one?"

Gu Weijing was stunned for a moment.

Of course, sir!

At this moment, he is hesitant, worrying about gains and losses. No matter what life choices he makes, he is afraid that he has made the wrong one.

Could it be that sloths can read minds?

"You can draw so well, but from the first day you picked up the brush, did you believe that you would succeed? Even if you were selling illustrations for ten dollars a piece online day after day? Would you worry about yourself? What’s the future? Before success, I feel that the road ahead is tortuous and confusing.”

Mr. Sloth then said in the earphone.

"Oh, ask this."

Gu Weijing breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that Mr. Sloth no longer discussed the topic of sexual emotions with him.

Now he is not afraid at all.

After returning from training on that small fishing boat floating in the middle of the lake, he has a strong say in this issue.

"A friend? Do friends in your circle also encounter this problem?"

Gu Weijing thought that this was the hesitation and trouble that a low-level old man like him had when facing success.

Mr. Sloth talks and behaves as if he had rolled out of a pile of gold and jade.

The other party's interpretation of the lifestyle of the old-school elite is not like reading it from a book. Besides, for such a powerful behemoth as the Scholastic Group, they can do it for themselves casually.

You can see great artists like Kazunari Sakai at various events.

Even if he is most likely not as good as Kazunari Sakai, a top figure in the art world, he can still be roughly considered to be in the same class.

And that Schonbrunn office...

Gu Weijing already has a rough estimate of Mr. Sloth's wealth.

In his heart.

The other party can live in a two-story mansion with a small garden, and can even afford to dine at a high-end restaurant every week. If he wants to cut some black truffles, he can ask the waiter to cut some black truffles for him. Portrait of a gentleman from the House of Lords .

Gu Weijing had a very bold guess.

This mysterious Mr. Sloth might be a senior management member of the Scholastic Group.

Based on the asset size of this leading publishing house, the senior management must have an annual salary of millions of pounds.

The other party took advantage of his position to get the contract for himself.

This is why he deliberately conceals his identity so that it is not convenient for him to know.

understand.

He had heard of similar operations before.

"Everyone will encounter this kind of problem. It has nothing to do with social class, it just manifests itself in different ways." He asked a strange question, but Mr. Sloth still understood what he meant.

"That friend. She encountered... well, to put it simply, you can understand it as some troubles over property inheritance. It was about the handling of a very large property, a fortune so big that even she would feel hesitant. .”

Anna looked at her reflection in the window.

It was like looking at myself in the mirror.

"So, she doesn't know what to do now. She wants to be brave, but she's afraid that if she's not careful, the hard work and expectations of her elders will be wasted. She knows what she has to do, but she's worried An irreversible wrong decision was made.”

"Grudges between wealthy families?"

Gu Weijing gasped.

I didn’t expect that Mr. Sloth would have such an important thing to find him tonight.

Could it be the legendary feud between wealthy families?

If a little bitch like Kou Kou heard this classic plot of grudges in romance novels, she would probably be so excited that she would jump up!

"It's a big sum of money, several million dollars, right?"

Anna thought for a moment.

She actually doesn't know how much money she has.

Most of her assets exist in the form of stocks, debts and real estate. It is difficult to give an accurate valuation without actually selling them.

There is also a huge art collection.

The total number of collections collected by the Elena family over the past three hundred years is no less than that of many well-known art museums.

The city of Glitz is known as the art museum capital of Austria, and the Jelena Manor at its feet cannot be said to be the first in terms of absolute number, but in terms of the richness of the collection and the most diverse concentration of styles, it is the only place. portion.    Some of the collections have been purchased for hundreds of years.

Market values ​​also change again and again.

For example, her great-great-grandfather might have only spent a few dozen silver crowns to buy a Matisse painting, but it is difficult to estimate its value now.

If we use the simplest and roughest way to calculate it, the insurance premium is usually about 0.1% of the total value of the collection.

So……

Elena remembered that she had seen similar statements submitted to her by the housekeeper before.

About 23 billion euros?

"Yeah, a lot. Her relative just passed away, and it probably involved inheriting a family trust fund of about 1200 million US dollars." Anna didn't want to scare the other person, so she made up a random number.

Gu Weijing listened to the phone wordlessly.

$1200?

Is this the world Mr. Sloth lives in? Anna deliberately talked about it in a small way, but she was still a little shocked to the point of Gu Weijing.

This Mrs. Sakai and the others may have a huge sum of money.

It's true that "The Little Prince" can bring him about a million dollars in total, but this best-selling figure and the special share ratio are typical examples of shitty luck that only happens once in a century.

A high-paying illustration contract worth tens of thousands of dollars is the norm for large contracts in the industry.

He needs to step on twelve of the same big shit in a row to equal this unattainable number.

But if it is an ordinary person.

If their family's Gu's calligraphy and painting shop wants to earn this kind of turnover, it has to operate from the time of Emperor Wanli's reign to today.

"In fact, money is not the key. The key is that some seniors in the family business regarded my friend as an ignorant and simple heiress and wanted to drive her away from the family industry. My friend is outside She always behaved very calmly and calmly. But when her and I looked into each other's eyes——"

Anna bit her lip.

Looking at himself on the glass, his chestnut eyes looked so soft.

"I know she's scared."

Anna spoke softly.

The voice changer worked non-stop. In the quiet room, her voice echoed in her ears, as if there was an ethereal ghost echoing around her, watching indifferently like a narrator on a dramatic stage. identity.

Telling her story.

"She is afraid that she will not be able to keep the family business. She is even more afraid, what if the respected senior in the industry is right? Will it be the most correct thing to really hand over the family business? Choice. What if... what if she is really just an ignorant, simple and naive heiress? Squander the family fortune left by her ancestors and let their expectations dissipate in the night sky like summer lights."

"Who can guess? What you insist on must be correct? Once you make a wrong decision, you can't go back."

Every word was like a cold scalpel splitting apart her heart.

She was lying naked on the autopsy table.

Holding the knife.

It was she who cut herself with blood.

It's an incredibly complex feeling, both incredibly painful and tinged with a cold sense of relief.

These words, these fears, these worries, all of these... have been accumulating in Elena's heart for too long since the moment her aunt passed away.

She could never show fear or hesitation.

That is a weak emotion that should not belong to the heir of the Elena family.

Her ancestors were in the anti-French alliance, and in the hail of bullets of the Thirty Years' War, they endured the roaring charges of the Old Guards like waves and the whistling of subsonic chain rounds in their ears.

The name Elena was created with the blood of men and tears of women.

A high heart is always more important than an earl's title.

Her last name is Elena,

So even if she is not a countess, she cannot be a crying girl.

But she was really scared.

Children who lack parental care since childhood will always feel insecure. My aunt was a nice person, but she wanted her to hold a loaded shotgun instead of a tearkerchief.

Anna's heart is actually as delicate and sensitive as Gu Weijing.

The only difference is.

Gu Weijing could lie on Sakai Katsuko's lap, hysterically venting the pain like a complete loser, but Anna was the queen, and the queen was born without such qualifications.

She wanted to talk, but after her aunt's death, she was at a loss and couldn't even find a suitable elder to talk to.

housekeeper?

The housekeeper is very loyal, but he can serve her, but he cannot rely on her. She is the owner of this manor.

If Anna shows fear, the entire Elena Manor will be in turmoil.

Aurora?

She is a carefree and cheerful girl on the outside, but she is very smart on the inside.

Both parties know where the boundaries of good friends are.

It was impossible and not possible for the other party to give her any advice when it came to the main property of Elena's family, which was an astronomical asset like a business empire. As the conversation progressed, both parties felt restricted and embarrassed.

It's extremely ironic.

When Anna was growing up, the only person she could recall playing a role close to her father was Sir Brown.

Until I met Detective Cat.

She just met someone who could talk.

But how's the opening going?

Would a person who is so shy and immature when it comes to simple emotional issues suddenly become mature when faced with life choices?

Anna didn't feel that the other party could understand her at all.

That's just a genius like Van Gogh, as brilliant as Van Gogh, but also as shy and uninformed as Van Gogh.

Anna didn't have any expectations.

She just felt that telling her feelings would make her feel much better. When she hung up the phone and forgot about her weakness at the moment, she would still be the strong and calm Miss Elena.

Anna bit her lip hard and talked to the unknown distance of the microphone, as if she were talking to a deep tree hole.

"You probably think it's ridiculous, right? Many people think so. She was born with conditions and resources that most people can't touch in their lifetime, but she is struggling and hesitating. I know many people around her All her friends think she is very pretentious——" Anna said with a smile.

Sensitive people will hide their true emotions deep down and tell others in a joking way.

Afraid of getting hurt, but hoping others will understand.

Anna was sympathetic to other little girls just now, but now she was doing exactly the same thing.

"No—Mr. Sloth."

Detective Cat actually interrupted her.

"This is not funny at all, she is so pitiful."

"I really want to hug her." The person on the phone said softly.

Anna's shoulders shook violently.

She was struck by lightning.

(End of this chapter)