Wang Molin's two sentences were loud.

This made the literati old man next to him bow his head slightly.

But after a while, he raised his head again and said, "Mr. Merlin, the market price of your painting is only about one million." Now Boss Sun is willing to pay 1.5 million to buy it. Boss Sun is also willing to give up this million because he respects you. What else would you not want to do? ”

Wang Molin said: "People must not be arrogant, but they must not be arrogant. Today, you must know that you are asking me for this, and I will not come out even if I die! ”

As he spoke, he put his painting away, stood up and was about to leave.

The old man said, "Elder Wang, why do you bother. After all these years, can't you still see it? Why bother with money. I know that although you sold your calligraphy and paintings for a lot of money, you donated most of that money. Now your grandson is going to get married and buy a house, and there is still more than a million short. Wouldn't it be good for you to sell the painting to Boss Sun and add some money to your grandson? Don't guard the arrogance of the literati anymore, what age is it now. You and I are so old that we can live for a few years. Before we die, are we not allowed to save for our children and grandchildren? ”

"Children and grandchildren have their own blessings, they are all older, and their affairs are solved by themselves. Let me sell the paintings to these people, absolutely not! ”

The literati old man shook his head and said, "Elder Wang, don't be stubborn anymore, okay?" In the current world, how many real literati are there? It's all about packaging yourself with culture, not to make money? There are few real literati who have a good end. You sell the painting to Sun Shao, hello, I'm good, Boss Sun is good, everyone is good. Why do you suffer to harm others and not yourself?

As soon as the literati old man said this, Wang Molin stopped.

Turning around, he dipped his right index finger in the teacup.

Then cross horizontally in the middle of the table.

In the middle of the table, there was an immediate trace of water, which looked so distinct in the light.

Wang Molin looked at the literati old man and said, "The ancients cut off the table and broke off the relationship, and today I will draw a table with you." ”

The old man frowned, and his face was ugly.

Wang Molin didn't look at him again, turned around and walked in the direction of the private room door.

At this time, Sun Shaoyi stretched out his hand and stopped Wang Molin: "Mr. Wang, don't be in a hurry to leave, let's talk about it again, what do you have to do before you are willing to sell me the painting?" I believe that there is nothing in this world that cannot be bought. If there is, it only means that the price is not high enough. ”

Wang Molin snorted coldly: "People like you are not worthy of talking to me." ”

As he spoke, he continued to walk outside.

Sun Shao laughed and quickly dialed a call.

In the private room next to it, the old mobile phone rang.

Lao Se immediately waved his hand to the two younger brothers and Lin Yiyi, and said, "It's time to start." ”

Lin Yi followed the three of them to the door of the private room opposite.

As soon as Wang Molin opened the door of the private room, he saw the old color with an ugly scar on his face.

The old man smiled and said, "Hehe, old man, do you want to go?" ”

As he spoke, he took the two younger brothers and Lin Yi into the private room and closed the door.

Sun Shao laughed and said, "Mr. Wang, just now you scolded me and scolded my father several times, and I don't care about it for the time being. However, if you don't sell this painting today, then my friends may not agree. A few of them are very impulsive, and if one of them is bad and hurts your old man, it will not be good. ”

The little brother on the left of the old man reached out and took out a knife more than a foot long from his arms, and thrust it on the table with a bang.

"Old man, if you don't eat the toast, then you have to eat and drink!"

As he spoke, he shook the bright knife in front of Wang Molin's eyes, and said, "If you don't sell this painting today, we don't guarantee that you will walk out vertically." ”

The literati old man next to him hurriedly persuaded Wang Molin: "Elder Wang, look at it, this is not good for everyone." You sell it to them. ”

Wang Molin didn't like the words of the literati old man at all.

Now that you have broken off your friendship with him, what else do you say?

He glanced at Lao Se, at the two younger brothers of Lao Se, and at Lin Yi who was in a wheelchair.

Finally, he said: "So, you have to buy it today?" ”

Sun Shao laughed and said, "Mr. Wang, this is also forced by you." ”

Lao Se said: "Don't talk nonsense, hand over the things." ”

Wang Molin looked at the shiny knife, and then at the hideous face of the old color, he finally turned his head and slowly returned to the table.

From the cloth bag, he slowly took out the scroll.

When the literati old man saw it, there was a hint of joy in his eyes: "Elder Wang, that's right." ”

Sun Shao was also overjoyed, and said in his heart that this difficult old bone had finally been gnawed down. This old thing, I really don't know how to lift.

Lao Se is also a joy in his heart, just like two minutes, 6,000 yuan can be easily obtained. Every day is making money.

Lin Yi's heart sank, and he felt a little sorry for the teacher.

At such an age, I still have to be threatened by these scumbags.

Such an old man, under such a threat, even his own teacher, has to give in.

Lin Yi didn't blame the teacher, anyone who encounters such a situation has to be soft.

Lin Yi didn't do it immediately, first let these scumbags spend money to buy the paintings, and then find a way to destroy these scumbags, and then return the paintings to the teacher.

Wouldn't it be good to let the teacher drop 1.5 million for nothing?

I saw Wang Molin take off the cloth bag, put the scroll on the table, and gently pushed it away.

The painting shows two stones, and an orchid grows in the crack of the stone.

There is a lot of blank space in the whole picture, and a few simple strokes are drawn, but the charm of orchids is drawn.

At a glance, it can make people feel a sense of tranquility and elegance, peerless independence.

This is definitely Wang Molin's best work in recent years.

The temperament, elegance, and peerless independent temperament of the orchid are perfectly expressed.

Chinese painting is re-freehand, and this painting is almost the pinnacle of freehand painting in recent years.

In the upper right corner of the painting, two lines of poetry are inscribed:

A true gentleman in the flowers, elegant in style.

Lin also knows that this is Wang Molin's favorite painting. It is said that the work is the author's son, and this painting is Wang Molin's son.

Even if Lin Yi begged in person, Wang Molin would not necessarily let him take a look.

At this time, Wang Molin stroked the painting with his hand, and his index finger gently swiped along each orchid leaf.

His fingers were visibly trembling, and his eyes were slightly wet.

His fingers crossed each orchid leaf, and finally looked at the poem in the upper right corner, and read softly in his mouth: "A true gentleman in flowers, elegant in style." ”

Lao Se was impatient, waved the knife in his hand, slammed it on the table next to Wang Molin, and scolded: "Old thing, don't delay the time, hurry up and deliver the goods, Lao Tzu is still waiting to count the money!" ”

Wang Molin raised his head, glanced at Lao Se, and then looked at Sun Shao on the other side.

Then grab the middle of the scroll with both hands and slam it hard.

Hiss –

The painting was torn out of the middle.