Author: Sweet Stain

After hanging up the phone, Zheng Chuyue's eyes couldn't stop being excited.

She has always collected Qingzhi's paintings, but I don't know what happened in recent years. It seems that the public's sight has disappeared. That painter rarely produces new works.

For this reason, she begged her father to check Qingzhi's origin.

But because it was abroad, it was really difficult to check, so I gave up.

Unexpectedly, after a few years, Qingzhi finally reappeared!

And it's still in the country!

On the other side.

"Miss Lin, the villa you are going to sell has been found by the buyer, and the other party has bid 300 million yuan."

Lin Chuqi was stunned, "What, three or three hundred million?"

"That's right, it's only 300 million yuan. The other party has agreed to pay, just waiting for Ms. Lin to go and sign."

Listening to Shen Haoyu's words, a hint of joy flashed in Lin Chuqi's eyes. Three hundred million, this money can undoubtedly solve her current predicament.

But soon, she calmed down again and asked: "Did the other party say what the other party's surname is who?"

"The other party said his surname was Mo, but I don't know what the specific name was. The other party only asked Miss Lin to sign the contract, and he would arrange the rest of the matter."

What?

When Lin Chuqi heard this surname, he was silent for a few seconds. His first reaction was Mo Tingyuan, but then he denied his thoughts. The possibility was too small...

Lin Chuqi was a little confused. She didn't want to think about it anymore, "Okay, then when will I go to sign the contract?"

Shen Haoyu looked at Lin Chuqi, "At six o'clock this evening, Miss Lin, please prepare."

"Okay, thank you."

Lin Chuqi answered politely and hung up the phone.

Inside the cafe.

Lin Chuqi sat by the window, and opposite a middle-aged man in a suit and tie sat, looking gentle and elegant, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, looking very gentlemanly.

"Hello, Miss Lin."

Lin Chuqi looked at the man opposite and smiled, "Hello, Mr. Mo."

It's not Mo Tingyuan.

The woman secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

She didn't want to be involved in any connection with Mo Tingyuan anymore.

"Miss Lin, don't be polite, I just have something to say. Since we have made a decision, we can sign a contract. As for money, I will try my best to call you as quickly as possible. I hope Miss Lin will not be in a hurry."

The man opposite stood up, took out the contract that had been drafted from the briefcase and handed it to Lin Chuqi. Lin Chuqi lowered his head and browsed the contract without any objection, so he picked up a pen and signed his name at the end of the contract.

Lin Chuqi nodded slightly, "I'm very satisfied."

The contract was in duplicate, Lin Chuqi put one and put it in his bag, raised his eyes and said to the man opposite: "Happy cooperation."

"Happy cooperation." The man stretched out his right hand and Lin Chuqi shook hands with him.

Lin Chuqi took a look at his watch and said that the time was almost over, so he stood up and said, "Then I'll leave first."

"Okay, Miss Lin walked slowly." The man said with a smile.

Lin Chuqi nodded slightly, left the cafe and raised his hand to rush a taxi.

Seeing Lin Chuqi getting in the car and leaving, the man withdrew his gaze, took out his cell phone and dialed a number, and shouted respectfully: "Mr. Mo."

"Well." The man's cold voice came from the other end of the phone.

"I have signed a contract with Miss Lin, and I have given the other party 300 million as you told me."

"Yes." The man on the other end of the phone responded and hung up the phone.

The Tols auction arrived as scheduled.

"Hey? Mr. Mo, I understand, I will be ready." Lin Chuqi hung up the phone, feeling a little depressed.

Qin Chuan leaned over and asked, "What's wrong with Miss Lin?"

"It's okay, let's go in first."

After sitting down, Lin Chuqi unexpectedly discovered that the people who came to Tols to participate in the auction were undoubtedly real estate tycoons and people with great wealth.

Fortunately, I gave Qin Chuan a few more paintings. If I knew that the person who came was so rich, I would just transport all my paintings.

Of course, this is just Lin Chuqi's fantasy. After all, the Tols Auction Store only allows sellers to hang five paintings.

“This location is mine.”

The woman's charming voice came from the top of Lin Chuqi's head.

Lin Chuqi looked up and saw that the person coming was a little disgusted.

He curled his lips and said, "Ms. Zheng was drunk before coming? I was sitting on a2, and the sign in my hand was also a2."

Zheng Chuyue stomped her feet and said unwillingly: "a2? Are you worthy to sit here too?"

The position she finally got was even more backward than Lin Chuqi's position? How could she be content with this!

"Miss, you're blocking me."

The visitor was a young man in his early twenties, who looked gentle and wore a glass with black glasses framed.

But the momentum of the body cannot be underestimated.

"Who are you, so what if you just block you!" Zheng Chuyue started now, no matter how she pretended to be a lady.

Mo Tingyuan, who was late, frowned and went forward to grab Zheng Chuyue's slender wrist. He said with a smile: "Murong, I didn't expect you to come too, your fiancée is ignorant."

The young man said lightly, "Yeah."

"One day we are talking about the past."

"good."

Lin Chuqi looked at the young man with some surprise. This was the first person who could make Mo Tingyuan so angry.

Zheng Chuyue sat behind unwillingly and looked at Lin Chuqi.

I wondered why she is here?

Do you still have money to take pictures of art?

"This painting is from the Virgo of the foreign painter Qing Zhi! The starting price is 3 million!"

“5 million!”

"Oh my god, it's really Qingzhi's!"

"It must be taken!"

“9 million!”

Zheng Chuyue was not willing to be outdone at all and directly called out a sky-high price.

“20 million!”

Everyone was in an uproar in an instant.

Lin Chuqi showed a meaningful smile and raised the sign.

“27 million!”

What?

Zheng Chuyue was shocked. This bitch was able to take out so much money?!

The last painting was taken into consideration by Lin Chuqi.

Can't you take pictures of your own paintings?

What's more, no one knows it's hers.

Except Qin Chuan.

After the show ended, Zheng Chuyue rarely did not bother Mo Tingyuan.

Instead, he called an old acquaintance.

"Hey? Please help me check me personally. Well, I will be rewarded after the matter is done."

"Remember to do it cleanly and don't show any flaws to me!"

…

Hospital ward.

A fat middle-aged man pushed the door open and entered. The woman in the ward looked at the man at the door with a hint of surprise on her face, and then hurriedly stood up, "Uncle?"

"I'll see you and your dad at the seventh day of the lunar month."

The middle-aged man glanced at Lin Chuqi with an awkward smile on his face.

Lin Chuqi lowered his eyes slightly, covering the complex emotions in his eyes, and smiled faintly: "Uncle, how did you know that my father and I are here?"

It shouldn't be. Except for the few people who Song Qianyu had close contact with him, no one knew that she would take her father to the hospital for a physical examination today.
Chapter completed!