Smith saw that he was not interested in money, and he couldn't find a way to persuade him for a while.

The boss really didn't want to sell, Smith was a little anxious, but the anxiety didn't play a substantive role, except for provoking a liver fire, the only thing left was helpless thinking. For a long time, Smith took advantage of the stamina to soak in wine, and aimed at the mural on the wall, this thing is really beautiful, Smith is the more he looks at it, the more he likes it, and the more he looks at it, the more he wants to get it.

This boss is also stubborn enough, and he is not deceived by Li Yuxin's gift of paintings, let alone the temptation of money.

Smith had a sad face, and finally found a magic pen alone, which could not be bought by money. I saw him pour a cup into his mouth, and his eyes became more and more confused.

"Foreign brothers, drink less, this wine has a lot of stamina." The boss honestly persuaded.

"It's rare to see such a good painting, so what about getting drunk?" Smith said as he leaned on the table with his wine glass on his head, shaking his head.

"What's so good about being drunk. hurt the body and lost the liver and gallbladder. The boss persuaded word by word.

"Touching the scene, why not be afraid of liver and gallbladder diseases!" Smith said that he was so emotional that he left a line of tears.

The boss gave him a tissue, and he took it, wiped his eyes, and sighed again.

"Foreign brother, go back and rest early. It's not too early. "The boss wants to persuade him to leave quickly, if this foreigner gets drunk here, he may get into some trouble for himself.

"No, I've got to take a good look at this god-like work." Smith showed stubborn extremism.

The boss saw that he couldn't convince him, so he had to let it develop: "That's okay, you can do whatever you want!" ”

After that, the boss went about his business. Maybe it's a coincidence, Yu Qiufang also came to this small shop by ghost, she was surprised to find the drunken Smith, slowly came to him and said, "Mr. Smith, why are you here?" ”

"Miss Yu, it's God calling me, you see!" Smith said and pointed to the wall behind him, and soon Yu Qiufang was also stunned by the paintings on the wall, which was also amazing.

"Miss Yu, Li Yuxin's mural, the first mural ever!" Smith slammed his glass down on the table, and let out a few dangling echoes with a "snap".

"Murals?" Isn't this hanging on the wall? Yu Qiufang rubbed her eyes and took a closer look, but she still didn't dare to confirm that it was a mural, so she walked forward and touched the frame with her hand, and at the moment of touching, she opened her mouth wide in shock, "Ah, how is this possible?" ”

"Miss Yu, I like this painting so much, but it's a pity that the boss here won't sell it to me. He didn't want to give me any price. Smith expressed his sadness in frustration and frustration.

"We have a saying in China that a gentleman does not take away the love of others." Yu Qiufang said with a smile.

"I'm afraid that such a good thing will be ruined here!" Smith shook his head, sighed, and sighed.

"Perhaps, the boss doesn't love money." Yu Qiufang set her eyes on the boss who was coming in and out, full of positive energy.

"If you don't love money, will you do business desperately?" Smith showed a puzzled look, the boss in front of him was a complete businessman, if he didn't want money, he wouldn't believe it.

"Maybe someone else is a hobby." Yu Qiufang explained.

"Miss Yu, let's see if I can think of a way to buy this painting, as long as he is willing to sell it, the price is negotiable." Smith unleashed his sincerity.

Yu Qiufang is conflicted in her heart, she knows that helping Smith may be a sinner after a thousand years, but she is too short of money, even if she is now wearing a high-sounding title, but the money she can move in her hands is pitiful, since she broke up with her boyfriend who has been in love for many years, she only thinks that money is the best friend, the most reliable friend.

Yu Qiufang's heart is tormented in pain, she slowly lost her original intention on the road of money, to get rich, you must first maintain natural breathing, with fresh air you have the vitality of life, she must sway the sweat of youth on the way forward, only struggle can finally achieve her goal.

"Mr. Smith, you can take care of the money, and I'll take care of the painting." Yu Qiufang agreed to this matter without frowning, of course, whether she can make a profit depends on the attitude of the boss.

"Miss Yu, please leave it to you!" Smith clenched his hands into fists, stood up and punched a bow.

Yu Qiufang waved her hand and left Smith's sight under the pretext of excuse. She didn't go anywhere else, but found the boss directly in the back kitchen, and talked to him for more than ten minutes.

I saw Yu Qiufang and the boss shaking hands with each other, happily walking side by side together.

"Mr. Smith, Boss Zheng agreed!" Yu Qiufang's smile was more kind.

"Oh? So fast? This was out of Smith's surprise, she originally thought that the matter of three or five or two hours was done by her in a quarter of an hour, it seems that Yu Qiufang is really not a simple girl.

"The price is right, it's just a negotiation." Yu Qiufang explained the essence of economic laws.

Smith didn't care about the price she negotiated, he only cared if the painting could get into his hands. Money, there is! In his law, absolutely not bad money! It's just that he is curious, how did Yu Qiufang convince him? This was what he was most concerned about, and he wanted to know the whole story, so that he could absorb some experience in negotiations.

Yu Qiufang smiled very naturally, naturally so that Smith could not find the north, the sun in the east rises from the east, and it is unknown where the sun rises in the west.

"Miss Yu, thank you so much." Smith walked out of his confusion, his eyes filled with warm sunlight.

"Mr. Smith, if you want to thank Boss Zheng, Boss Zheng only agreed to cut love with you because of your love for Chinese treasures." Yu Qiufang did not ask for credit, and naturally put this performance in the hands of Boss Zheng.

Boss Zheng smiled lightly and said, "I also look at the piety of foreign brothers, otherwise I would be reluctant to give up!" ”

"Thank you, Boss Zheng, thank you!" Smith's heart was open-minded, and his smile was naturally bright.

"Foreign brother, how did you take this painting?" Boss Zheng looked embarrassed, this was the first time he had encountered such a tricky problem.

"Don't worry, I'll find a professional to do this job, and you don't have to worry about other matters." Smith said confidently, as if everything was under control.

"Since foreign brothers have a way, I won't say more." After saying that, he looked at him in a daze, as if he wanted to say something.

Smith suddenly remembered the matter of money, so he stood up and pulled Yu Qiufang into the corner and asked softly, "What price?" ”

"680,000." Yu Qiufang didn't blink her eyes and directly quoted the price.

"So expensive?" Smith's heart shuddered.

"Is it expensive? Why don't I tell him to go? Yu Qiufang used roundabout tactics and did it deliberately.

“No，no，no！ Don't say, I'm dealing. Smith pulled out a check and filled in the numbers.

Yu Qiufang took the check and walked up to Boss Zheng and said to him, "This is Mr. Smith's check, you take it." ”

Boss Zheng took the check and took a closer look, it was really the price that Yu Qiufang negotiated with him, so he smiled: "It's really refreshing, then this wall is your Mr. Smith's." ”

Smith squinted his eyes and nodded, thinking, this boss can't get out of the vulgar!