"Since Mr. Lee Myung-bak mentioned that businessmen seek profits, then you should also know how much we value 'promises and thousands of gold' in our business!"

Although Simplott's words were righteous, Lee Myung-bak still found his entanglement in the length of time he hesitated. Since there is a struggle, it proves what he just said, and he also thinks that it makes sense and does have considerations.

From Simplott's words, Lee also knew that what was holding him back from making a decision was the issue of "credibility".

Now, since he wants to earn the 30 million, he doesn't want people to think that he is a man of his word. It's just a psychological face problem, it depends on how you convince him, and when you find an excuse to save his face, this thing will be done!

After sorting out the context of the matter, Lee Myung-bak followed Simplott's train of thought and began to lobby.

"Of course, the 'promise' is important, but this 'promise' means that there is an agreement between you. Didn't Mr. Simplott just say that you just 'talked about it' with Duanmu Yiyi!"

"This 'said it' is not a formal agreement, and even if there is an agreement, it must be signed by both parties in black and white to be valid!"

"So, even if Mr. Simplult sold me the painting, they would only say that the sale was made by the highest bidder, and that it had nothing to do with Mr. Simplott's business integrity or other reputational issues. ”

After Lee Myung-bak finished speaking, he spread out the truth and put it in front of Simplort, and when he heard his words, he silently closed his gaze, as if he was thinking about something.

Seeing this, Lee Myung-bak knew the truth of being too late, and left time for Simplott to figure it out for himself.

Simplott's family meeting would urge him to settle the accounts as soon as possible. With this equivalent of 30 million charcoal in the snow, he didn't believe that he would sell the painting to Duanmu Yiyi.

"It's getting late, I'm done with what I should have said, so I won't bother Mr. Simplott's mealtime. ”

"I hope that Mr. Simpllot will seriously consider my proposal, and tomorrow morning I will personally go to your suite with a check and wait for an answer!"

"Farewell. ”

After saying that, Lee Myung-bak stood up and left calmly.

Simplott's assistant saw the person he was talking to leave, and hurriedly beckoned the waiter to serve the food.

Faced with a large table of food, because of something on his mind, Simpulot no longer had the pleasure and desire to taste them all when he first came.

After a day of calling, I finally confirmed that all the funds in the account were in place when I went to work the next morning.

He happily took out a check and a signature pen, filled in the amount column with a whole 100 million yuan, wrote the amount in capital letters, and then took out his private seal and dipped it in mud and stamped it on the check.

When everything was ready, I rejoiced at the thought that I would be able to pick up the painting from Simplott later, and that I would be able to collect a famous painting as a birthday present for myself.

When she was packing up her private seal, the mobile phone she put on her desk suddenly rang, and when she took it over, Gu Di's name was displayed on the caller ID.

One by one, I knew that according to the practice of the past few days, Gu Di should have accompanied Simplott to go out for breakfast at this time.

Thinking that Gu Di specially called to let him go downstairs to get the painting, he secretly slandered in his heart that someone was more anxious than himself, so he picked up the phone with a chuckle and said, "Don't rush, I'll go downstairs later."

As soon as the words fell, I didn't expect to reply to myself on the other side of the phone, but it was Gu Di's anxious urging with some wheezing.

"Wait a while, wait for this painting to be snatched away!"

"What?······"

Before he could recover from Gu Di's angry tone, he didn't realize what he said at all, and only asked sullenly, "What?"

Gu Di patiently told Yiyi about meeting Lee Myung-bak in the morning, until he heard him say that Lee Myung-bak also came to Simplott to buy paintings, Yiyi stood up from the chair behind the desk with a "poof", and then asked again in an incredulous sharp tone: "What!"

"He's here to buy Aaron's Composition of Red, Yellow and Blue!"

After getting Gu Di's confirmation again, he hung up the phone one by one, took the check and took the elevator to Simplot's suite.

Outside the door, Gu Di waited for them one by one as if he was standing guard.

knocked on Simplott's presidential suite, and walked straight to the study with Gu Di one by one.

When he stood at the door of the study and saw Lee Myung-bak handing over the check to Simplot, and Simpleot also raised his hand to catch it, he asked sharply one by one:

"Aaron, what's going on?"

Ever since Lee Myung-bak arrived with the appraiser and Gu Di made an excuse to leave, Simplott had expected the current scene.

He originally planned to finish the transaction quickly and avoid the meeting between Yiyi and Lee Myung-bak, but he didn't expect Yiyi to come so quickly.

Since the painting has been taken away by the secretary behind Lee Myung-bak, the money must be collected.

But in front of one by one, the check handed to him, whether to take it or not, is quite embarrassing.

As if he didn't see Simprot's face of shame, and as if he didn't see the secretary holding the painting behind Lee Myung-bak, he smiled and handed Simprot a check marked 100 million yuan.

"Yesterday I said I would pay for today, and I brought the check. ”

"One by one······

Simplott listened to Yiyi's words and became even more ashamed.

It was Lee Myung-bak opposite him, who still maintained the posture of handing the check after seeing Simprot's expression, and saw that Yiyi also handed the check to Simprot, so he glanced at the amount, and then looked at Yiyi and sneered.

"100 million?"

"President Duanmu is really doing a good business! When others buy things, you raise the price hard, but now you are the buyer, but you will take advantage of the price!"

Lee Myung-bak's ridicule of Yiyi was not all to get out of the anger he suffered at that auction.

Instead, I saw that Simpllot didn't take his check for a long time, but he took all the paintings, and he couldn't hand the check like this all the time.

So, he hinted to him that Yiyi was not real to him, and he had the intention of taking advantage of him, and found a step down for the guilt in his heart for Yiyi. Of course, by the way, it also planted a gap in his friendship with Yiyi and possible business cooperation in the future.

One by one, he glanced at Lee Myung-bak, who was sneering at her, expressionlessly, and then looked at Simplott without a notice, and said to him:

"Aaron, there shouldn't be irrelevant people when we trade, it's better to clear the scene. ”

Being ignored one by one, Lee Myung-bak was already a little annoyed, and when he heard her say "clear" again, his heart became even more angry.

However, when he saw the cheque in his hand and remembered that he had robbed her of her important commemorative oil painting, Lee Myung-bak's pride suppressed the anger in his heart and showed an unstoppable smile on his face.

"Since President Duanmu is talking about trading, then we have to pay attention to the first come, first served, even if the field is cleared, it is you Duanmu President who wants to leave!"