"Walter, you're going to work."

Half a month later, Wang Xu, who got the first batch of Van Gogh paintings, returned to the plane of reality, and finally did not tell Xu Jiazhen about Xu Fugui.

In the plane of reality, he selected twelve paintings from more than 200 Van Gogh paintings that had never appeared.

These twelve paintings are genuine, have not been found in reality, and are rumored to have been destroyed in the war.

But now, Wang Xu can tell the media loudly that these twelve paintings were not destroyed in the war, but were properly kept, and it is time to see the light of day again.

"Boss, you call me?"

Walking into Wang Xu's office, Walter saw Van Gogh's oil paintings lined up on the wall.

To be honest, Van Gogh's paintings are really not appreciated by ordinary people.

In Walter's eyes, these paintings were worthless, and he wouldn't want 200 US dollars a pair.

Therefore, when Wang Xu smiled and asked the question of whether you are willing to spend money to buy these paintings, Walter simply shook his head.

"Walter, give me 10,000 dollars, and I'll sell you a painting, what do you think?" Wang Xu smiled and spoke, not saying who the painter who created these paintings was, but asked with a nonchalant face.

Walter laughed directly, touched his razor-broken hair due to chemotherapy, and said, "Boss, are you a fool for me, these paintings are not worth a hundred dollars, and two hundred dollars is my madness!" ”

"Really?"

"No, I'm not crazy yet!"

Hearing Walter's affirmative answer, Wang Xu lit a cigar for himself, swallowed the clouds and said, "You missed 100 million!" ”

"What?"

Walter didn't know why, and then he listened to Wang Xu's introduction: "Let me introduce to you, these paintings are all Van Gogh's works, you can choose any one of them inside, and it will cost more than 50 million US dollars to take it outside." For example, this one, with a Dutch windmill as the background, a fence is drawn, a woman, and a dog, I want 100 million, and no one bargains with me! ”

"Oh God!" Walter was dumbfounded, hurried over, and muttered incessantly: "Is this a Van Gogh painting?" ”

"Yes, Van Gogh's paintings, twelve in all. If you put it in the auction house for auction, it will not be less than a billion US dollars, and the painting you look at is worth 200 million. When Wang Xu said this, he stood side by side with Walter and asked, "Do you regret it?" ”

"Sort of..."After knowing that it was a Van Gogh painting, Walter wanted to say that it was a fake without regrets.

Wang Xu smiled lightly, patted him on the shoulder, and said: "Take these twelve paintings to the auction house, and wait until you sell them, you don't have to think about 100 million, I will give you a big red envelope of 1 million." ”

"Thank you, boss." Walter was not greedy, and when he heard the figure of a million dollars, he immediately laughed happily.

Wang Xu was a little puzzled, looked at Walter with a happy face, and asked, "Can you still laugh?" ”

"Hey, hey."

Walter smiled and touched his bald head and replied, "Boss, I calculated an account for myself before I decided to make laundry detergent. My family, with only $320,000, will be able to live well in the years I am away. And you, gave me two million settling-in allowances, so that I have no worries, and I have earned a lot. So, don't say it's a million, even if you don't give me a penny, let me die now, and I'm willing to do it. ”

"Walter, even if your condition is treated, you will only live for a year at most, if you move me, I will be reluctant to let you die when the time comes." Wang Xu had a smile on his face, and his words were punns.

Cancer is a terminal disease, and with the current technology, there is no possibility of recovery.

However, Wang Xu really knows how to keep Walter alive.

The crystal nucleus, the wasteland plane, contains a huge amount of energy, enough to change the human body, and is precisely the nemesis of cancer. Because the transformation of the human body by crystal nuclei will kill anything that is not good for the human body itself, and cancer cells are just one of them.

If Walter had used it, he really didn't want this guy to die.

"Boss, birth, old age, sickness and death are human nature, and I am very happy to meet you."

Walter didn't know anything, and he didn't want to dwell on his condition, so he asked very happily: "Boss, I'll contact the auction house, and my wife will make strawberry pie at night, do you have time to try it?" ”

"Of course, her craft is fantastic." Wang Xu nodded in agreement and watched Walter leave.

Walter is currently by Wang Xu's side, working as an assistant, and there is his office outside.

As for Walter's little buddy Jesse, this person Wang Xu doesn't value it, he only arranges some errand work for him, and he is now buying a property for him, which can be regarded as a gift from Walter to Jesse.

Knock knock...

"Come in."

Said Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrived, Wang Xu just thought of Jesse, and this guy came back.

Not seen for a while, Jesse is still the same, wearing a shirt with a skull on the top half of his body, jeans and sneakers on the bottom half.

As soon as he came in, Jesse ran over, holding a stack of photos in his hand, and said, "Boss, what you asked me to do is done, this is Albuquerque City, all the villas for sale, it took me half a month to get so much." ”

Wang Xu nodded slightly, took the photos in Jesse's hand, and looked at them one by one.

Jesse was an idle person, and seeing that Wang Xu didn't speak, he couldn't help but ask in a low voice: "Boss, I saw Walter call again to talk about the auction house, is there a new task?" ”

"The antiques business is about to start, but that's not something you should worry about, I have other things for you." Wang Xu did not raise his head, it is legal to buy and sell antiques in Europe and the United States, just hand it over to the auction house, and there is no too much trouble.

Wang Xu only needs Walter to keep an eye on the whole process to avoid unnecessary trouble, and Jesse has other arrangements on his side.

Twenty minutes later, Wang Xu finished reading all the hundreds of photos, pointed to a white garden-style courtyard, and said, "Go and buy this building, and help me find lawyer Saul, and tell him that I want to pick up someone from Huaxia." ”

"Pick up someone, relatives?" Hearing that Wang Xu was going to pick someone up, Jesse couldn't help but ask.

Wang Xu glanced at him, his face was expressionless, and he said, "Jesse, I've told you many times, don't ask me any questions unless I tell you, can't you remember?" ”

"Oh—" Jesse slid away, not daring to refute at all.

Wang Xu looked at the closed door, gently tapped the table with his right hand, and whispered: "Gou Fugui, don't forget each other!" ”

After saying this, Wang Xu got up and locked the door and opened his shuttle door.

A week ago, the option of a fifth plane appeared on the shuttle door, but by observing him, he found that there seemed to be something wrong with this plane.

In the eye, on the other side of the portal, there is a row of dark black coffins, and the coffins are pasted with yellow paper symbols, which is a bit like the meaning of Yizhuang in zombie movies...