He personally led them around the venue.

Her paintings are only about thirty, and they involve many aspects.

Portraits, scenery, objects...

"Relatively speaking, Xiaolin, you are still suitable for drawing characters!" Wang Hui and Zhou Ya were wearing suits and tie, with their fingers tightly clasped, and were as happy as a newlywed couple.

Yue Lin, who was beside her, couldn't tell the feeling in her heart.

Thinking of my sister playing a good hand of cards so badly, and thinking of her secret love that ended in vain, Yue Lin was mixed with all kinds of feelings.

Wang Hui stopped in front of a painting.

The eyes were a little wet.

"The painting is Xiaoya and her grandma." Yue Lin sniffed.

It’s the back of the old man and the child.

Wang Hui sighed.

Yue Xiaoli's sarcasm appeared in her mind, but in the end, it became the scene of the moment she died.

When a person dies, the light goes out, and the grudges disappear.

Wang Hui lowered his head slightly towards this painting, which was a kind of greeting.

"I look familiar to that painting!" Zhou Ya pointed to a figure next to her and said.

The painting is a man with a blurred face and deliberately blurred.

I am carrying something and carrying a load.

"Well... look familiar?" Wang Hui scratched his chin.

Yue Lin smiled and said, "Brother-in-law, this is drawn based on you."

"Oh?" Wang Hui was slightly stunned and smiled, "I'm very honored!"

"Brother-in-law, let's go with her!" Yue Lin saw someone waved to her at the door.

"It seems that your former sister-in-law has a very good impression of you." Zhou Ya said lightly.

"Well... I treat her as a relative, she can feel it." Wang Hui didn't explain.

At the door, Yue Lin had a happy conversation with a middle-aged man,

hand.

At the same time, accompanied the middle-aged man and carefully visited every painting.

Then he was at the table, whispering to each other for a long time, and finally he seemed to have signed some documents.

Finally, he was sent out respectfully.

Then he returned to Wang Hui.

Yue Lin's expression was obviously excited.

"Brother-in-law, it's good news!" Yue Lin said, "My painting was bought by a collector!"

"Is that right?" Wang Hui was also very happy, "What pictures?"

"There are about ten paintings in recent years, and he took them all away in one breath!" Yue Lin felt like he met a soulmate.

To do art, you have to have a full meal.

It is really good news to be able to sell paintings at the art exhibition.

"How much money?" Wang Hui said gossip.

"Ten pictures, a total of 1.25 million!" Yue Lin said proudly.

For a local painter who is not very famous, a painting of 125,000 is already quite good.

"Then why don't you take off the sold paintings and frame them?" Wang Hui smiled, "Send them to someone else!"

"No need!" Yue Lin shook her head and said, "I said that I have two days left in my art exhibition, so I will continue to show it until the end."

"So good?" Wang Hui was a little surprised, "There won't be a problem, right?"

"No, look at the contract, black and white!" Yue Lin smiled and handed the text.

Wang Hui took it over and flipped it out casually.

All are standard contents and there is no room for operation.

Um?

Suddenly, his eyes fell on the final breach of contract.

"Yue Lin, if you breach the contract, you will have to pay so much?" Wang Hui asked pointing to the terms.

Buy paintings and spend 1.25 million.

However, if the seller cannot hand over the painting to the buyer at the end of the exhibition, he will bear five times the compensation price.

That is 6.25 million.

Yue Lin nodded with her lips pursed and said, "This is understandable!"

"After all, they have already sent the full amount, so there will always be some requests, right?" Yue Lin said.

Wang Hui shook his head and said, "Yue Lin, listen to me and ask the staff to remove the sold paintings immediately. If something happens, you really can't afford the more than 6 million!"

Now, Yue Lin’s real property is the only house left.

Of course, if you only have one property under your name, you will not be executed even if you lose the lawsuit.

However, this means that Yue Lin has to bear more than 6 million in debt, which is a pit.

"No...is it okay?" Yue Lin was really hesitant this time.

"I'm not afraid of ten thousand, I'm afraid of anything!" Wang Hui insisted.
Chapter completed!