Chapter 14: The Drizzle and the Wind (5)

Jing Chunxiang pointed to the sofa next to him, and respectfully welcomed Boss Huang to the sofa.

Then I called my secretary and asked her to come over and draft the paperwork.

The contract was signed in a seemingly calm atmosphere.

Boss Huang couldn't hide the excitement in his heart, and a Innisfree smile appeared on his face, which was frequently intertwined with the cold air emitted by the air conditioner, forming a solid wall.

"Okay, you don't have to send me." Boss Huang waved his hand and left Jing Chunxiang's office with the newly signed contract.

Witnessing the back of the other party's departure, Jing Chunxiang's heart ignited a nameless anger, if it weren't for the current situation of the mummy, he might have ordered the other party to be repaired, but now the wolf group is seriously damaged, and it seems a little difficult for him to send two people.

Jing Chunxiang muttered: "Whoever fucking makes me feel bad, I'll make him sad!" ”

Lin Zhihua, who was outside the door, trembled slightly, and then quietly went downstairs.

Boss Huang whistled leisurely, and took a figure-eight square step.

"Boss Huang, Boss Huang." Lin Zhihua beckoned to him and signaled him to keep a low profile.

Seeing this, Boss Huang quickly changed his face, looked around, and nodded at Lin Zhihua with a smile.

Lin Zhihua's position is exactly the blind spot that all probes can't find.

There was no other action between the two, and they left very tacitly.

Li Yuxin donated all the 130,000 yuan he received to the school for the deaf and dumb, he thought that the ill-gotten wealth could not be used for his own use, and he had to donate it to do good deeds. Nowadays, he doesn't regard money as supreme, he thinks that money is almost enough, and once there is more money, he can't count it, and the rest is just a string of numbers.

Li Yuxin's design company is getting better and better, and it can be regarded as one of the best Internet companies on the Internet. He integrated the waist line pieces of Lingkang Company, and he could also catch a fish to take a look.

Yu Qiufang's negotiations with Smith went well, everything was carried out on the terms proposed by Yu Qiufang, and the initiative was in her hands.

Smith showed a unique temperament, that is, to collect Li Yuxin's previous paintings, he had to study his thoughts, his motivations for paintings, so that he could study the meaning of his paintings. Smith asked for the painting "Spring Returns to the Swallow Under the Moon" by name.

Yu Qiufang was a little embarrassed, after all, this painting was hard to find, and she didn't know what it looked like. It's really hard to find a needle in a haystack!

However, it can be regarded as a coincidence, don't say it, Yu Qiufang went to one of her classmates and saw this painting given to Yingzi by Li Yuxin. Her classmate's father was the director of the Electricity Bureau.

Yu Qiufang figured out the other party's cultural background, and only then did he know that he actually collected this painting to cater to the popular elements on the market. He had no idea how valuable the painting was.

"Uncle, I have a foreign friend who is very fond of Chinese paintings, especially the works of Leosan, and he is a guest invited by Mayor Li." Yu Qiufang emphasized Mayor Li's three words.

This director is not a fool, he is also an obedient person, and he understands it as soon as he hears it. So, he said with a smile on his face: "This painting took a little less twists and turns to get to the wall of my house, and I also follow the popular rhythm." After saying that, it was a few more scurry-up haha.

"Uncle, Smith definitely won't ask for your painting for nothing, as for the price, I'll help you get it." Yu Qiufang also said very vaguely, and did not throw out the reserve price given to him by foreigners.

"Okay, it's OK to have your words, I believe you can do it properly." He gave his son a look, and he immediately understood what he meant, and immediately removed the painting from the wall, leaving a blank wall.

Yu Qiufang took the scroll, not to mention how happy she was: "Thank you, uncle!" ”

The other smiled and waved his hand, just glancing at the hanging nails on the wall.

Yu Qiufang saw it in her eyes, and knew very well that she had to find him a cloth to cover his shame and come back.

After a few simple greetings, Yu Qiufang said goodbye, and now this accident allowed her to gain the glory of the peak history of her life, and also allowed her to earn a lot of pocket money.

Yu Qiufang later handed over a check for 50,000 yuan to her classmate, and by the way, she also brought him a calligraphy and painting.

The transaction was completed in a cheerful atmosphere, and each exchanged for each other's needs, and the happiness was self-evident.

Smith wept with joy when he saw this coveted work, he was the first person to be moved to tears by the painting, and his only belief in his wandering days was to go home, to his own home.

Of course, Yu Qiufang didn't understand Smith's inner feelings, she thought that Smith was just a businessman chasing profits, where would she think of his innermost emotions.

Yu Qiufang offered a price of 200,000 yuan, but Smith didn't say anything different, and at the same time gave her an extra 10,000 yuan for hard work.

Yu Qiufang did not refuse, she happily accepted the other party's gift.

Smith was very satisfied with Yu Qiufang's operation, after all, he found the legendary "Spring Under the Moon".

"Miss Yu, thank you!" Smith bowed respectfully and thanked her.

"Mr. Smith, you're so kind." Yu Qiufang was obviously at a loss, she didn't expect that she could take the money from selling others and make others thank her.

"I'm really grateful to you, this painting is so meaningful, and it means far more to me than the 200,000 in this area." Smith enjoyed the painting as if it were a priceless treasure.

"Mr. Smith, I don't know much about painting, I don't see anything good, from my eyes it's ordinary but usual." Yu Qiufang expressed her doubts, indeed in Yu Qiufang's eyes, this painting is an ordinary, ordinary painting, a few brushstrokes, isn't it just a few stupid swallows?

"The biggest highlight of this painting is the ordinary, the more ordinary the more interesting, the realm, the higher the more back to the basics." As soon as a few words are spoken, it no longer represents Smith, who only talks about business. Rather, it carries Smith's awe of traditional Chinese culture.

"Mr. Smith, you've learned too much." Yu Qiufang felt a sense of loss of the magic weapon.

"Chinese culture is a pearl, dazzling, it's a pity that you lost the brush, and now even the fountain pen and ballpoint pen have been lost, if you lose the pencil again, it is really, hehe, I can't say." The implication is that you have discarded the heritage, you have discarded the culture.

Yu Qiufang did not answer his question, which was too heavy and thought-provoking.

"Miss Yu, don't blame me for being blunt, what I'm talking about is a phenomenon in your country, you look at the short messages or WeChat messages that even kindergarten homework is sent, it really can't write Chinese characters over time." Smith's insights made Yu Qiufang even more profound.

Indeed, if you don't write Chinese characters for a long time, you really can't write them! It's a joke to think about, learning a foreign language with one mind, missing the most fundamental Chinese cultural heritage. Thousands of years from now, can we leave something for future generations? Leave a mobile phone with all electronic bricks? Is there a fault line between 5,000 years of history and 6,000 years?

Is it the sorrow of the Chinese people that they have lost to electronic culture in the cultural aggression they have resisted all the way? Yu Qiufang suddenly felt that the wings that had just been born were heavy, this Smith saw that after a thousand years, he wanted to leave a valuable wealth to his children and grandchildren, which is something that electronic gadgets can't do, if there is no calligraphy, painting and calligraphy in the world, will anyone enshrine this product as a holy product?