Meng Qingshui has beautiful and silky long black hair, and he can smell the familiar fragrance of shampoo from a meter away. At this time, her delicate face lost the calm of the past, and the corners of her mouth were tightly pursed.

I listened to the conversation between Lu An and her sister all the way just now, and she was full of confusion and hesitation in her heart.

In the past and present life, it is rare to see her this scene, Lu An was silent, and asked for a while:

"Why didn't you go to breakfast at this point?"

For fear that he would see his flaws, Meng Qingshui quickly adjusted his mood and said with a smile: "Well, the spoon for dinner is gone, come and buy a new spoon." ”

As she spoke, she shook the silver spoon in her right hand slightly.

His gaze stayed on the spoon for two seconds, and Lu An changed the subject: "Thank you." ”

He was referring to the payment of the phone bill.

Meng Qingshui obviously understood, squinting at the crooked crescent moon eyes with a smile: "No, my sister often teaches me that we are a family, and we should be." ”

Family...

Lu An was stunned when he heard this, and he didn't know if the girl in front of him was tempting or reminding?

However, he was too lazy to get entangled, so he spread it out and said: "Wait for Sister Qingchi to come over, I'm going to wait for her at the school gate, will we go together?" ”

Unexpectedly, Meng Qingshui shook his head, and said with a smile: "No, Wu Yu and Shuting have already fed me, and I will go to the dormitory to meet them." ”

Luan said yes and left.

And I don't talk about money.

Looking at his back and disappearing at the entrance of the commissary, Meng Qingshui paused, turned around and approached the counter: "Uncle Xiao, how much is it in total?" ”

The owner of the commissary and the Meng family are neighbors and know each other very well, "The spoon is 2 cents, the telephone bill is 3 yuan, you can count 3 yuan." ”

Meng Qingshui took out a handful of zero tickets from his pocket, pointed out 3 pieces of 2 and put them on the container, and instructed:

"The next time I meet Lu An to buy things and make phone calls, don't take him money."

The owner of the commissary saw through her careful thinking a few years ago, and grinned and promised: "I know, it's the same, I'll settle the bill with you afterwards." ”

"Hmm."

Being seen through, Meng Qingshui's face was hot, and he left with a bang.

Since he was a day student and a seedling with top grades in No. 1 Middle School, the two old men at the security office at the school gate knew him, and they easily walked through the communication room and came outside the school.

"Xiao An, get in the car."

Ten minutes later, just as he was watching the two vendors quarrel with relish, a taxi stopped in front of him, and Meng Qingchi poked out half of his head and called him.

Hearing the voice, Lu An retracted his gaze, and subconsciously wanted to pull the back seat door, wanting to sit with Meng Qingchi.

Meng Qingchi said: "Xiao An, you go to the front and sit in the co-pilot." ”

Glancing at the other woman in the car, Lu An instantly recognized the other party, Sister Qingchi was not at ease, and brought her friend lawyer over.

No. 1 Middle School is very close to Guifei Lane, two minutes by taxi.

"Your cousin lives here alone?"

The female lawyer in the car, who did not say a word, entered the courtyard and looked around, and asked.

Meng Qingchi said: "He wants to face the college entrance examination and live quietly." ”

Knowing what their intentions were, Lu An poured a cup of hot tea for the two of them, and then went to the bedroom to get the contract.

Meng Qingchi opened the contract and read it carefully, but didn't find any problems, and then said to his friend: "Shi Yaling help me check it well." ”

Liu Shiya put down the teacup, put on her glasses, and checked it carefully word by word.

15 minutes later, Liu Shiya put down the contract, "This agreement is no problem, there are no hidden loopholes, you can settle down." ”

Hearing this, Meng Qingshui's heart was relieved, and he said with a smile on his face: "That's good, I'll trouble you." ”

Luan didn't show much surprise at this.

In his previous life, he had handled countless contracts, and he had long been familiar with all kinds of pits, so naturally he would not travel on a business trip in this regard.

Liu Shiya looked at him with curious eyes and asked, "Your monthly salary is 2,000, how much can a painting be sold for?" ”

Luan held out two fingers.

Liu Shiya guessed: "2000? ”

Lu Ann blinked.

Liu Shiya looked surprised: "It won't be 20,000, right?" ”

Lu An spit out two words: "Correct solution." ”

Liu Shiya was completely shocked, looked at Lu An, looked at Meng Qingchi, and then looked at Lu An, "It means that I asked you to paint a picture and have to pay 20,000 yuan?" ”

Lu An said: "This is still the friendship price on Sister Qingchi's face. ”

His words are not untargeted.

After so many years in the art world, he realized a truth, selling paintings is essentially "hunger marketing", and the more paintings in circulation, the less valuable they are.

This is why many paintings are not worth much until the painter dies.

Because only when you die, can the number of paintings be completely fixed, can they be scarce and expensive, and can they be used by capital.

So after signing an agreement with Haibo Gallery, he made a decision that before he became completely famous, the paintings could be sold, but they should be appropriate and the price should be raised.

This is called Jiang Taigong fishing, and those who wish to take the bait.

Love to buy and sell.

He didn't force it when he didn't have business, anyway, he had 60,000 yuan in his pocket, and he didn't panic when he had food in his hand.

Of course, since he has signed an agreement with Haibo Gallery and Haibo Auction House, he still hopes that the paintings in his hand will flow out of the gallery and auction house if it is not necessary, so as to be worthy of his conscience.

In this way, both parties can generate trust and work together for a longer time.

Liu Yashi left, and left with a confused face.

Out of Guifei Lane, she kept asking Meng Qingchi: "Is your cousin the illegitimate son of a big family?"

has been secretly cultivated by famous teachers for more than ten years, and he is so powerful at a young age? ”

Seeing his friend's abnormal appearance, Meng Qingchi couldn't cry or laugh, "You have watched too many TV series, where did you come from the illegitimate son of a big family, he is talented." ”

Liu Shiya sighed: "Alas, this is really more popular than people, I may not be able to save 2,000 yuan in a year." ”

She's telling the truth.

In recent years, there have been a lot of illegal incidents in society, but there are few lawsuits, so this profession has not been popular in later generations.

...

Tidy up the bedroom simply.

Lu An thought for a moment, opened the drawer, and took out a piece of stationery from inside.

This letterhead is from the Municipal People's Hospital, which Sister Qingchi brought to him to make arithmetic scratch paper on weekdays, and every time he brings it, it is a thick pile.

He planned to write a letter to Song Jia, who was studying at a middle school in the town.

The content of the letter is not long, mainly to talk about her current situation, and then care about her health and studies.

Ten minutes later, the letter was finished.

Lu An checked it curly and found that there was nothing wrong, so he immediately placed two 10-dollar bills in the center of the letter paper and folded them together with the letter.

Then write on the back of the letter: Open the envelope carefully, there are living expenses inside.

The post office is next to the police station, very close to Guifei Lane, cross a road and walk straight for a hundred meters.

"Hello, buy an envelope and a stamp."

"Plain envelope, or registered mail?"

"Ordinary envelopes."

"1 corner of the envelope, 8 corners of the stamp."

Lu An was prepared, and handed over the 9 cents in his hand: "Give it." ”

Sending a letter is expensive and expensive, it costs 9 cents, and you can buy half a catty of fat.

In this era, it was a very luxurious thing, it was nothing more than necessary, and no one in an ordinary country family was willing to do it.

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