Chapter 140: Little friend, my granddaughter is twenty-eight years old!
President Zhou and others have painted paintings all their lives, and it goes without saying how sensitive they are to paintings.
And when President Zhou and others exclaimed because of Wang Hui's paintings, the onlookers who originally thought that Wang Hui's paintings were only acceptable also spoke.
"I'll just say that this little brother is talented! How could such a talented little brother lose! ”
"That's right, I'm also optimistic about this little brother, he is not arrogant or impatient, he can be described as a master!"
"It seems that we have all looked away, it turns out that this little brother is the real person who does not show his face!"
The praise of the onlookers still did not make Wang Hui react much.
In the time since he came to Jinling, he has heard too many such voices, and he is a little numb.
It's just that Lu Jingtian, who was standing opposite him, was completely crazy at the moment.
"I don't believe it! That's impossible! How can you paint three paintings with completely different styles in half an hour! ”
"I don't believe it! You must be in cahoots with the people here! These paintings must have been prepared by you in advance! ”
He rushed towards Wang Hui angrily, threatening to snatch the painting on Wang Hui's desk.
Although Wang Hui doesn't care about these paintings, this is his work after all, and not everyone can move it.
I saw that the brush in Wang Hui's hand was infused with internal force in an instant, and it became indestructible!
Then Wang Hui lightly touched Lu Jingtian's wrist with the brush.
After all, Wang Hui and Lu Jingtian are not enemies of life and death, so even if Wang Hui makes a move, he can still be regarded as having some hands, probably using less than one percent of his strength.
But even such a light blow made Lu Jingtian hold his wrist and collapse directly to the ground.
"Ahh My hand is broken! My hand is broken! ”
Lu Jingtian's wail spread throughout the exhibition hall, but it made the three bigwigs who had been admiring Wang Hui's paintings frown.
"Lu Jingtian, are you doubting Zhou's ability to appreciate?" President Zhou looked at Lu Jingtian and said coldly.
Chairman Wang even shook his hand directly and didn't look at Lu Jingtian, his voice was already cold to the limit, "Or do you think that Lao Zhou's eyes are blind and we can't tell whether the painting was just painted or prepared in advance?" ”
"Besides, Wang Xiaoyou just stabbed you with a brush, you have already acted!"
The two bigwigs spoke, and the momentum they had accumulated for a lifetime made Lu Jingtian dare not make a mistake, so he had to hold the wail in his mouth, not daring to make a sound.
Only Ms. Lin, she did not hesitate to roll up the map of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains that Wang Hui first painted, and took out a bank card at the same time.
"This little friend, I don't have much money here, just more than 10 million, look at this picture of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, can you sell it to the old woman?" Ms. Lin's cautious appearance made Wang Hui look a little funny.
He didn't care much about the more than 10 million, but he had just made a bet with Lu Jingtian, and it had to be carried out.
"Okay, I'll take it." Wang Hui took the bank card and stuffed it directly into the pocket of Li Xiaoman's chest beside him.
And when he did this, he didn't even look at Lu Jingtian at all.
To put it simply, Lu Jingtian is not worthy.
President Zhou saw that Ms. Lin had already bagged one of Wang Hui's paintings, and it was the best Chinese painting.
The two looked at each other, and their eyes immediately burst into excitement.
"Wang Xiaoyou, although I don't have much money in my hand, I have nearly 20 million, can you sell me these two paintings?" Chairman Wang took the first step to speak, looking at Wang Hui with a ray of hope.
Wang Hui saw that the people had already taken out their bank cards, and he actually wanted to agree.
After all, his bet with Lu Jingtian still has to continue.
But just as Wang Hui was about to speak, President Zhou of the Suzhou Provincial Calligraphy and Painting Association stopped President Wang from handing the card to Wang Hui.
"Mr. Wang, I am the president of the Suzhou Provincial Calligraphy and Painting Association, and I sincerely invite you to join the Suzhou Provincial Calligraphy and Painting Association."
"I can call the shots and give you the status of a special member, which is equal to the status of that old man Wang."
"And I can also recommend you to join the National Calligraphy and Painting Association, a special member of Su Province, and a senior member when you enter the National Calligraphy and Painting Association!"
"Your paintings will be popular all over the world! Bid for a higher price! ”
In just a few words, President Zhou swept away all of President Wang's first-mover advantage, making President Wang's body more and more stiff.
After all, President Wang only presided over the Youth Calligraphy and Painting Conference, which is still quite different from the provincial calligraphy and painting association.
And President Zhou was obviously not satisfied, he took the first step to put away the hundred flowers in his hand, and said.
"We already know about the bet between Mr. Wang and Lu Jingtian."
"With Lu Jingtian's painting strength, his painting can't be sold for more than one million at all, and Mr. Wang can rest assured."
"These two paintings, you can hand them over to me to auction for you, and they will definitely fetch a higher price!"
President Zhou's words made Li Xiaoman, who was beside Wang Hui, a little tempted.
Although he knew that Wang Hui should not be short of money, Li Xiaoman felt that it was always better to let Wang Hui earn more.
Therefore, Li Xiaoman carefully pulled the corner of Wang Hui's clothes and signaled that he agreed to President Wang Huizhou's proposal.
Wang Hui felt Li Xiaoman's intentions, but he was really not prepared to be so troublesome.
And he really doesn't like this money.
It's less than 40 million, so what do you care about?
It's not as expensive as his car.
It's just that Wang Hui doesn't care, it doesn't mean that others don't care.
Chairman Wang saw that the situation was biased to President Zhou's side, and the anxiety in his heart could not be described in words.
President Wang's eyes fell on Wang Hui, and he felt more and more that this young man was handsome and talented, and the key was that he was very calm, and he even regarded money as dung.
Where can such a high-quality young man be found now!
Thinking of this, Chairman Wang couldn't help but think of his granddaughter in the imperial capital.
Gritting his teeth and stomping his feet, Chairman Wang said to Wang Hui.
"Xiaoyou, you see that you and I are both surnamed Wang, maybe it was still a family five hundred years ago!"
"In this way, I have a granddaughter, who is twenty-eight years old this year, and she is in the prime of her life, and she is the beauty of the country, no worse than the girl next to you!"
"How about I introduce her to you, and you sell me these two paintings?"
President Wang's actions seemed to others to be betraying his granddaughter, but President Zhou, who knew him very well, spoke up immediately.
"Old man Wang, are you still going to be shameless?! Not only do you want to paint, but you also want to recruit Mr. Wang to your house to be your son-in-law?! ”
"I'll tell you! You think beautifully! ”
"Mr. Wang, my granddaughter is in Jinling, she is only twenty years old this year, and she is as beautiful as a fairy! I'm going to call her over. ”
President Zhou and President Wang glared angrily, obviously not wanting to back down.
The two have been fighting all their lives, so they naturally don't want to drop the chain at this time.
Wang Hui was also very helpless when he saw the two of them like this, so he had to throw the two paintings one by one, and sighed: "I'm not interested in your granddaughters and granddaughters." ”