Young officials seduce pets: the new wife is delivered to the door

In fact, she didn't have the urge to buy it at first, and she didn't know if the painting was good or not.

She is simply attracted by the familiarity of the painting.

Listening to him now, I have a little urge to buy it.

"How do you sell this painting?"

Seeing that his few words made her fall in love, the middle-aged man thought for a while and said, "One hundred thousand."

She has been standing in front of this painting since she came in, and he has been observing as long as she has been in, and he is sure that she must like him before he appears.

Having been in this business for so many years, you can tell at a glance who will buy it and who will just come to see him.

And this time, it will definitely not be wrong.

Ten thousand, neither expensive nor cheap.

In fact, the value of a work of art depends on the outside world's evaluation of the artist.

The author of this painting is not well-known for the time being, and buying him now is like gambling with stones.

If he has great achievements in the future, it is worth it for her to buy it today. If he is still so unknown, it will be a loss.

but--

Today, she just took a fancy to the painting itself.

Money is hard to buy a good heart.

Mu Qingluan pointed at the painting and said, "Wrap it up for me."

It seems that middle-aged men rarely meet such bold people.

Not that more expensive paintings have not been sold.

It's just that what those people want are the works of famous masters, and it is rare to buy paintings by unknown people like this without hesitation, and the bids are still high.

"Why, don't you sell it?"

Looking at the middle-aged man standing there amusedly, Mu Qingluan wondered to herself, did she think she was just teasing him?

"Where do you pay the bill?"

When it came to paying, the man immediately came back to his senses, and led her to a small room as if he were a guest of honor.

After swiping the card, Mu Qingluan was unable to move, so he gave the address of his home and asked him to find someone to take it here.

This middle-aged man had been in touch with a lot of dignitaries in Jincheng, so he naturally knew that it was the compound of the old military region, so he took a second look at her, thinking to himself that he really met a nobleman.

The attitude is also more enthusiastic.

"Miss Mu, there are other good paintings in my gallery, would you like to take a look again?"

Mu Qingluan walked ahead slowly, and the man followed behind slowly, keeping a distance of half a meter, not too close or far, just right.

"No need, just send me this one, and someone will sign for it."

Seeing her refusal, the man didn't force it, and only said when she finally went out, "Miss Mu, if you don't find it abrupt, is it convenient for me to leave a phone number? I'll let you know about Mu Yang's works."

Hearing this, Mu Qingluan stopped and turned to look at him.

The man always had a comforting smile, but the gleam in his eyes could not deceive Mu Qingluan.

In a short time, this man took a little care of her into his eyes.

Silently curling her lips, Mu Qingluan refused with a smile, "No need. Next time I will come and see by myself."

"If there is another Mu..."

All the words choked up in his throat instantly. Mu Qingluan didn't expect Jincheng to be so small, and he could meet him in a small gallery.

Pulling up the neckline of the coat, watching him come out with a sweet-looking girl with elegant and leisurely steps, she felt that her mood was as cold as the weather at this time.

Rarely had he seen him smile so purely without any pretense.

This was the fourth person besides Chu Huaxin and the child.

Such a defenseless smile from the heart.

He lowered his head slightly, not knowing what the girl said, and rubbed her hair with a gentle palm. Suddenly, there was a burst of light laughter spreading across the gallery.

This scene is too dazzling, and the dazzling eyes are sore and hard to hide.

Mu Qingluan turned around quickly, forgetting that there was an injury on her foot, and a severe pain came from exerting force, and she almost fell directly.

Fortunately, the middle-aged man supported her in time.

"Miss Mu, are you okay?"