grandpa is not sick

Chapter 55
This sentence both belittled Li Yanyang and praised Fu Qingliu, the last sentence dug out a little bit of her thoughts.

Fu Qingliu looked at her and asked slowly, "So you want to buy paintings?"

"No, we are competing with the Qi family for a project. The person in charge of the project is a lover of painting. It is said that the paintings are particularly fascinating. We are thinking of buying one for him. Can Qingliu help? Oh, look. Look at what I say, of course Qingliu will help, how can a family have no reason not to help their own family? Don’t they all point to the company to make money to spend?” Li Qingyue smiled gracefully but said every word with needles in the open and in the dark Zhang Zhengcai's complexion also changed according to Li Qingyue's words. Of course, they were all aimed at Fu Qingliu, as if if she dared to refuse, he would make her look like an unfilial and prodigal daughter.

Fu Qingliu hooked the corners of her lips, and nodded slowly, "If you want to buy paintings, of course, you can sit down first, and when it's your turn to go in, let someone call me." Go to the porch.

Unexpectedly, Fu Qingliu agreed to sell the paintings but would leave like this. Li Qingyue was stunned for a moment, and quickly grabbed Fu Qingliu's arm, "We are in a hurry, so you can take us in to pick out paintings first."

Fu Qingliu shrugged, "That's not acceptable. I'm the sales manager of Shili Gallery but I'm not the boss. Everyone has to line up to get in. How can I break the rules because of my own selfishness?" When Zhang Zhengcai was about to speak in anger, she He twitched the corners of his mouth carelessly, and said slowly: "But that's fine, I just went back to Lanshi after I was fired. Living in my own villa is much easier than living in a rented small apartment."

One sentence immediately made Li Qingyue and Zhang Zhengcai shut up with a bad face.

After Li Qingyue and the others entered the inner corridor, Li Qingyue thought that Fu Qingliu would make things difficult and would never sell them the painting so easily. Unexpectedly, Fu Qingliu took the initiative to ask someone to bring a painting over. The more than one billion that can be earned from that business is simply a drop in the bucket. After careful inspection and confirmation that there is nothing wrong, she looked at Zhang Zheng before writing the check to her with some doubts. Her attitude made Zhang Zheng feel a little embarrassed. Let her immediately go to transfer the ownership of the Fu family villa with him.

Until she left the Shili Gallery, Li Qingyue didn't believe that Fu Qingliu, that erratic dandy, would simply sell the painting to them. Maybe there was some trap in the painting?Or would it be a fake?You have to check it out when you go back.

If Fu Qingliu knew what Li Qingyue was thinking, she would laugh and scold the idiot. Of course, she would not do anything in the painting to make their business fail. Why did she let their business fail?Someone helps her own company make money, isn't it good?
When Fu Qingliu returned to the office, several employees in the office applauded and cheered.

"Congratulations to the manager for selling another million-dollar masterpiece for Shui Qingliu!"

"Haha, thanks to the manager, everyone can raise their wages again!" After the gallery sells a painting for Shui Qingliu, the gallery will take a commission of 50.00% of the selling price, which is a very high percentage. They can be sold at a very high price among modern paintings, which is why Shili Gallery survived even though it only sells paintings of clear water.

Fu Qingliu smiled lazily, chatted with them casually, and then entered the office. Her eyes fell on the bag on her desk, which contained three pieces of clothes that she had brought back from the villa. When people lent her clothes, she had to wash them before returning them. Behind her office door, there was still a ten-cent-paid dark red and golden scarf with gorgeous patterns.

Why does it feel like there are more personal items in her private space than her own?
(End of this chapter)