In the Mona Lisa Gallery, some pictures were hung scattered, some were landscapes, some were characters, and some were intercepted a plot.

In front of these pictures, there are people who are scattering quietly to appreciate them, and sometimes they will come together to share some views.

The most lively place is where Lu Fumeng is, where he is leading a group of people to evaluate a picture of a woman dressing.

This is a picture of a lady.

In a magnificent attic, a married woman with her head on her head was combing her hair with a comb. Unfortunately, her eyes did not fall on the mirror opposite, but were in a daze without focal length, giving people a feeling of resentment and sadness, which made people feel pity when they saw it.

"This painting is called "Alas Tang Wan". It was created by Tang Yun after everyone accidentally read the love story of patriotic poet Lu You and her ex-wife Tang Wan..."

Lu Fumeng dressed up today as a man, and he was very passionate about introducing the magical works in his eyes to a group of people.

"Red and crispy hands, yellow vine wine, spring-colored palace walls willows... I believe that I don't need to introduce the sad love story between Lu You and Tang Wan. Everyone knows it. This painting is exactly when Lu You's mother scolded Tang Wan for not having children and asked Lu You to write a divorce book."

“Family or love?

Whether his beloved is standing beside him or following his mother's arrangement to divorce him, and standing in front of this huge choice, Tang Wan must be confused and helpless.

Look at the willow tree next to you. Its branches are scattered in the wind, symbolizing Tang Wan’s mood at this time and suggesting her future destiny..."

Lu Fumeng talked freely, and the merchants watching around him were fooling him nodding involuntarily. Just as he was about to strike while the iron was hot, he saw He Yuzhu walking in with a beautiful girl.

He couldn't help but twitch his face, and he felt secretly angry, scolding Yu Huanshui for being poor for the rest of his life, but it was just 130,000 yuan. Isn't it enough to ask on the phone, and it's necessary to run here.

He quickly walked to He Yuzhu's side, and a smile barely squeezed out on his face, "Huanshui, why are you here?"

"I must support such an important thing for an old friend to start an art exhibition. You are doing a great job. I counted it and there were about fifty customers, and there were constant customers coming in."

He Yuzhu's smile bloomed on his face, "There are so many customers, the transaction volume must be good. It seems that my trip is not in vain. You can pay me back 130,000 yuan."

"Repay the money!"

Lu Fu's eyes were pounding, why should I pay back the money I borrowed based on my ability?

But his reason was still there, and Lu Fumeng had to say all his words, and then he invited He Yuzhu upstairs and talked about paying back the money after the exhibition was completed.

Looking at Lu Fumeng's nervous look, He Yuzhu smiled and did not persist, so he went upstairs. This also made Lu Fumeng breathe a sigh of relief and looked down on He Yuzhu even more. It seemed that the money could be delayed indefinitely.

"Brother Shui, did you let him go?" Si Niannian waited until Lu Fumeng left before speaking.

She looked at He Yuzhu curiously. In my memory, Brother Shui is not such a easy-to-talk person. Wu Antong's face is still swollen now, and he is not even speaking smoothly.

Moreover, with Brother Shui's wisdom, it is impossible to see that Lu Fumeng is delaying his plan. Once his painting exhibition is completed, he will not be afraid of threats at all, and it is basically impossible to ask for money.

"What else can I do if I don't let him go? I can't beat him to death, right?"

He Yuzhu looked at Si Niannian and pointed her instructed her,

"Don't look at the guy Lu Fumeng's looks like a man, I don't understand his family's foundation. I'm afraid he's already bankrupt in order to hold this exhibition. Even if I kill him now, he can't afford the money."

I have a lot of impression on Yu Huanshui, a person who specializes in making quick money and never works steadily.

It is not impossible to make money quickly, but it requires connections, information, and strong financial organization capabilities. Unfortunately, Lu Fumeng does not have these things, so why does he make money?

Just now, while chatting with Lu Fumeng, he discovered that although Lu Fumeng was wearing a bright Armani, the piece of socks hidden under his trousers were clearly street stalls worth ten yuan a dozen yuan.

Real rich people may not care about the brand, but they will never let themselves wear uncomfortable parallel products. He Yuzhu can conclude from this that Lu Fumeng is now glamorous, but they are all pretending.

So he changed his mind. Since Lu Fumeng couldn't get the money here, it would be better to make quick money by taking advantage of the platform he built. Otherwise, wouldn't he begging the ten master Qi Baishi's painting skills and skills books that the system rewarded him with.

Mr. Qi Baishi's paintings are unique. His shrimps are sold only, no worse than Xu Beihong's horses.

With so many potential customers here, if you don’t take the opportunity to sell a few pairs and make some money, wouldn’t it be a waste of money to enter Baoshan?

He Yuzhu took ten skill books on his body, then looked at the hanging images downstairs, and immediately couldn't see them.

vulgar;

vulgar;

Especially vulgar;

Especially vulgar!

It felt like I was going to arrange flowers and make jade. The girl who ordered it was the most beautiful young apprentice in the building, but the one who came in was a polished madam, who was overwhelmed with her appetite.

However, the group of people downstairs did not have He Yuzhu's taste. Looking at these paintings, they seemed to be very beautiful works of art.

Suddenly, the lights downstairs lit up, and a young and beautiful woman walked in gracefully, and was immediately welcomed by merchants. People kept saying hello, and the name was Tang Yun, the author of these paintings.

This woman has a long, straight and fair skin, delicate facial features, and has long been influenced by painting, and she has a quiet and virtuous temperament. She is indeed a heart-wrenching woman.

He Yuzhu immediately felt that the paintings downstairs were not so vulgar, but they had not broken through the barriers and retained some craftsmanship, which was not a big problem.

Another day, you can make rapid progress by giving yourself a few tips.

"Xiao Yun, you are here."

Seeing Tang Yun arrive, Lu Fu's eyes lit up, and he was eager to hold her hand. She was not angry without any trace, and pointed to Tang Yun in "Amazing Tang Wan" and said,

"Xiaoyun, everyone says that this painting is skillful and smooth, and it is your pinnacle work in recent years. Everyone likes it very much and is rushing to buy it."

"Yes, Miss Tang, your painter is getting better and better. It's just around the corner to catch up with Mr. Ma in the next ten years and become the leading female painter in China."

A clean old man next to him stroked his beard and admired it very much.

"Mr. Li, you are so polite. Xiaoyun is flattered. How dare I compare to Mr. Ma in this skill? You said that really ruined me."

Tang Yun was kind-hearted, but very happy. Mr. Li was a famous collector in Huaxi City. Before retirement, he was the chairman of an interior decoration company. He was rich and eye-catching. He was very famous inside and outside the circle. He was recognized by him, which was of great benefit to today's art exhibition.

"Xiao Tang, what Mr. Li said is the truth. I don't have this attainment at your age."

At this moment, an old man in white Tang suit walked in surrounded by several young people. It was the famous painter Ma Lao who was hired for this exhibition.

Mr. Ma is a master in the domestic calligraphy and painting world. He not only has many disciples, but also has outstanding strength. His paintings are very recognized by the market.

A few days ago, his latest work "Flowers, Birds, Fish and Insects" was auctioned at a sky-high price of 2.5 million yuan, causing huge waves in the circle.

You should know that the sluggish market for calligraphy and painting is an indisputable fact. In addition to the ancients, only some famous foreign painters can buy high-priced famous calligraphy and paintings. Most domestic painters' works are actually more than tens of thousands, and more than tens of thousands are very rare, and it is said to be 2.5 million, which is a hundred times more than ordinary people.

In order to make Mr. Ma come as a comment, Lu Fumeng struggled to come to Mr. Ma with a smile on his face and said flatteringly:

"Ma Lao, you are the leading Chinese painting master in China. Please give me some tips on Xiaoyun's paintings."

"Of course, Xiao Tang is a rare rising star in our country. I, a current generation, must come to support you."

Mr. Ma nodded and guided the paintings one by one from the door. Although he talked about many shortcomings, he was not stingy with praise. The most common thing he said was that these paintings were very spiritual. Xiao Tang made obvious progress and would definitely have a place in the calligraphy and painting world in the future. It is very cost-effective to buy them at a low price now, and you can wait for the appreciation.

When they heard Mr. Ma say this, the merchants who were already interested were overjoyed and immediately found Lu Fumeng to talk about the purchase. Those who originally wanted to wait and see also went to buy them.

Seeing that the deal was about to happen, a huge cry suddenly came from the upper floor.

It's He Yuzhu!
Chapter completed!