Four hundred thousand turned into 40 cents per pound. Wei Lianhua covered her heart and took a few steps back.
Look at Wang Yilin with your unreasonable eyes.
Then he pushed open the window and shouted outside, "Who wants the hot paintings that have just come out of the pot?"
She was now going to let Xiao Zai Zi see if anyone would buy her paintings.
More than a dozen guardians in the courtyard all raised their heads and looked at Wei Lianhua, but remained silent.
Two paintings cost 400,000 yuan, and one painting cost 200,000 yuan. They couldn't afford it.
Moreover, the instructions given by above were for them to protect Wei Lianhua's safety on the spot.
If Wei Lianhua comes up with another high-tech product, no matter what conditions the other party offers, he must get it as soon as possible.
But this instruction did not include letting them buy paintings with Wei Lianhua.
The air fell into an eerie silence, and the eerie atmosphere made Wang Yilin feel embarrassed for her mother.
Seeing Wei Lianhua's gloomy face, Wang Yilin stretched out his hand to pull her mother.
But her mother dodged away and picked up the pink stick she had made for Wang Yilin on the bed. She shouted to the outside again, "Buy a painting and get a stick. The one with the highest price will get it."
The guardians remained quiet.
For adults, the stick is actually a bit short, and it's still pink.
Apart from being solid, it really can't be compared to a fire stick.
It’s okay if Wei Lianhua “” doesn’t appreciate her works, why don’t these people even understand art?
Wang Yilin ""She heard her mother's heartbroken voice.
Seeing Wei Lianhua roll up her sleeves and hold up the pink stick in her hand, as if she was preparing to have a good fight with the guardians outside.
Wang Yilin quickly rushed over and hugged Wei Lianhua's waist, "Mom, calm down."
With her mother's strength, she could hit someone with a stick without breaking bones.
Just when Wei Lianhua was about to drag Wang Yilin out to die with those people, a voice suddenly came from the crowd, "I have two dollars with me, do you see if it is enough?"
The speaker was a young man with an honest face.
The two hundred thousand yuan turned into two pieces. Wei Lianhua stopped moving and looked at the other party with a gloomy face. He was afraid that he was not teasing her.
The young man shrank his neck. Wasn't he afraid that Comrade Wei Lianhua would lose face?
He had seen someone playing monkey on the street before. The man and the monkey jumped up and down and did various moves.
My head and face were covered with sweat, but no one stopped around me.
Finally, the man squatted on the ground holding the monkey, covering his face very lonely, as if crying.
Comrade Wei Lianhua's current appearance is very similar to that of the monkey charmer.
I felt that I should do something to help Wei Lianhua, so I made a bid.
Although two yuan is not much, his monthly salary plus subsidy is less than ninety yuan.
Most of the subsidy was mailed home, and he didn't have much money left. He deliberately kept these two dollars for emergencies.
I didn't expect to use it today.
Looking at the money handed over by the young man, Wei Lianhua's face turned greener than the money in the other person's hand.
If she takes this money, she might as well sell the stick as iron.
It seems to be a solution. The stick weighs a lot.
Seeing that Wei Lianhua didn't speak, the young guardian was a little embarrassed. He didn't lift or release the hand holding the money, and just stood there blankly.
Finding that the atmosphere was getting more and more weird, a comrade next to the young man suddenly said, "Comrade Lianhua, these are both flowers and weapons. Two yuan is not enough. Everyone helps to make up for it."
After this person spoke, others responded with "That's right."
Although it was a weapon, no one paid much attention to the stick. They were talking now purely to help relieve the siege.
Besides, although they couldn't come up with 200,000 yuan, those who didn't have one or two yuan could just scrape together and come up with it.
Following their actions, the young man soon had some bits and pieces of money in his hands.
Seeing this happy scene in front of her, Wei Lianhua grinned again. She hated this the most.
No, why would she use another! ??
Just when Wei Lianhua was frowning in thought, the young man had already put all the coins in his hand in front of her: "Comrade Lianhua, twenty-five yuan and sixty-five cents."
Wei Lianhua took a deep breath, her shoulders shook violently and grabbed the money in the young man's hand.
Then he threw the stick directly into the young man's hand and said, "It's yours!"
The window was suddenly closed, and the glass made a clattering sound as it collided.
The young man held the pink stick in his hand in confusion. Was Comrade Lotus angry?
Before he could recover, the window was roughly opened by Wei Lianhua again.
A canvas full of the smell of paint fell on his face, "This is yours too!"
The window was forcefully closed again, making a clattering sound.
The young man secretly smacked his lips at Comrade Lianhua's strong temper. If he exerted more force, he would probably fly out of the window.
Wei Lianhua bared her teeth at the window for a while, and when she turned around again, Wei Lianhua's expression had returned to normal, without the ferocious look of throwing things away at all.
Slapping the money in her hand on the table, Wei Lianhua raised her head proudly to Wang Yilin, "Well, I sold it, not for four cents."
Wang Yilin sighed, "The canvas was sold for sixty-five cents, and the stick was sold for twenty-five cents. It's still a bit expensive."
When she goes out for a while, she has to remind the other party that when washing the canvas, you must not use warm water, but cold water.
Because warm water fixes the color.
Wei Lianhua, "I'm afraid this naughty kid doesn't want to piss her off to death."
Seeing Wei Lianhua sitting there silently, Wang Yilin quietly took out four ideological education textbooks from his waist and said, "Mother, class has begun."
Yes, she is such a cold-blooded and ruthless person.
Wei Lianhua ""don't want to
Just when Wang Yilin's impassioned speech made Wei Lianhua feel worse than death.
Suddenly there was an exclamation outside the window.
Sensing the smell of the gossip, Wei Lianhua, who was still dying, instantly jumped up from the bed and ran straight to the window.
Outside the window, the young man was holding the pink stick in his hand, his whole body shaking like a leaf falling in the wind.
Just now he was talking to his colleagues about repaying the money later, but his colleagues said that it was everyone's decision, and the money was given to colleague Wei Lianhua by everyone.
Annoyed by what he said, everyone coaxed him to test whether the stick worked smoothly.
How could the stick be so smooth? He weighed it subconsciously twice, and then gently put the stick on the ground.
With his strength, the stick penetrated directly into the brick floor and could not be pulled out.
After seeing everyone's dumbfounded looks, Wei Lianhua proudly showed off to Wang Yilin, "Did you see that this stick can amplify the strength of your hands a hundred times, you ignorant earthlings?"
When it comes to making weapons, she is top notch!
Strange, it seems like I remembered something again.
By the way, she is an artist. She can't be talking about making weapons, but painting.
Wang Yilin heard this and looked at Wei Lianhua in shock. You asked me to use this to go out and fight with the children in the village. I'm afraid you didn't want to send me in to eat peanuts.
Township office dormitory
Wei Zhenxiang only felt that he was sitting on a small boat floating on the sea, and sweet songs kept coming to his ears.