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Chapter 485

 The gallery manager helped check the registration information.

Later, I discovered that the person who put the painting in the window at the door on consignment in this gallery was called "Vera Andrade."

When Su Yehao heard this long-lost name, he suddenly realized that everything was right.

He explained to Yin Liuli:

"Miss Vera, I was an alumnus of the school. I still have the paintings she gave me hanging in my house. We all know each other. No wonder we chose Jiang Yu as our model. They are good friends."

After hearing this, Yin Liuli smiled and said, "That's really a coincidence. I actually came across it when I came to New York."

"Donhuang Rose Middle School in the Casino is an aristocratic school. After graduating from high school, its alumni are scattered all over the world. Most of the graduates will choose to study abroad. It is normal to meet alumni abroad."

Su Yehao smiled and added: "Vera was able to hold private art exhibitions when I was in high school. I heard before that I was going to study at an art academy in Europe, but I didn't expect to come to the East Village of New York to make a living. By the way, in the small building

A lot of red wine should be purchased from the Andrade family business, and her family also has a red wine estate in Portugal."

Hearing this, he was slightly stunned, and Yin Liuli said in surprise: "The Andrade family in the casino, the one who is famous for afternoon tea?"

"yes."

"...That's it. I even went to have some snacks. The world is really small."

Come to the gallery door.

Su Yehao asked the manager to take out the oil painting depicting Jiang Yu and take a closer look.

Jiang Yu has been a beauty since childhood. She always receives a lot of flowers and love letters every Valentine's Day. Her temperament is pure and comfortable, and she has the face of first love.

The style of this oil painting is super realistic, similar to the painter named Leng that Su Yehao has heard of.

In the picture, Jiang Yu's eyes are bright and the corners of his mouth are slightly raised, outlining a nice arc.

Yin Liuli stared at the painting and looked at it again and again, and whispered to Su Yehao: "Miss Jiang is really beautiful. I haven't had much contact with her. I think I only met her once in Koko Cat Cafe. Do you think the painting looks like a real person?"

How similar are they?"

"If you look at it from a distance, it's almost 90%. It's already very impressive. The overall picture looks very comfortable. Since we met it by fate, I want to buy it. It's just right for giving as a gift."

Su Yehao switched to English, turned his head and said to the manager: "Help me pack this painting, fifty thousand dollars, right? I want to meet its creator, help me ask her if she is free now."

The gallery manager immediately replied: "Then I'll give her a call?"

"Okay, tell her, my name is Su Yehao..."



Half an hour later.

The oil painting depicting Jiang Yu has been packed and the money has been paid.

Miss Vera was sitting in front of Su Yehao now, with a bright smile on her face, and told:

"I never thought that the painting you bought could actually be sold. It just took me more than two years to paint it well. I always felt that selling it at a low price would be a big loss, so I thought

If you can't sell it, take it home and give it to Jiang Yu as a gift."

"That's right. You are a rich little woman. It doesn't matter whether you make money or not. What's important is that you don't suffer losses."

Su Yehao joked and continued: "It's okay now. I bought the painting and will give it to Jiang Yu in the future. Her father is now in partnership with me and is worried about not having any gifts for her."

Vera has a simple character, but is not stupid.

She looked at Yin Liuli and wondered if Su Yehao would be beaten when he returned home if he said he wanted to give a gift to Jiang Yu in front of the girl.

It is obvious that Miss Vera knows nothing about Su Yehao's family status.

As long as it wasn't too much, Yin Liuli would usually turn a blind eye. If he had a personality that was easy to get angry, he would have been angry to death.

Actually.

Yin Liuli was also very curious about Miss Vera at this moment.

For the first time, she knew that there was such a white girl next to Su Yehao, who was as delicate as a doll. In addition to having a good family background, she seemed to be particularly talented.

Although she was extremely reluctant, Yin Liuli still sighed silently, saying that the playboy next to her was really picky.

There are always beauties around her, no matter Jiang Yu or Miss Vera, which makes her feel a lot of pressure.

It's true that everyone has their own merits in terms of appearance and figure, but regardless of education, family background, etc., Yin Liuli thinks that she has failed miserably in all of them. It's no wonder that she has so little confidence when getting along with Su Yehao.

Vera took a sip of lemonade, put down the cup, and asked softly: "I remember Jiang Yu's father, who is a master in your family, why would he partner with you in business?"

"Master Jiang is no longer a master. Many things happened after graduation. Zhao Yimeng dropped out of school and returned home to take over the family business. Jiang Yu went to Hong Kong University and moved to Mid-Levels. I think they all miss you. By the way, why are you here?

New York?"

Su Yehao finished asking.

Vera grew up in a gambling city and has no pressure to speak Cantonese. She explained:

"I'm just living here temporarily. My tutor has received a commercial order to create large church murals. Several classmates and I have been living here with him for three months, and we estimate that we will stay for another four or five months."

I have always carried the oil painting you bought with me. I would paint it when I had time. It was only after I came to New York that I completed it. I never expected to meet you."

Creating oil paintings is time-consuming and labor-intensive.

Especially the pursuit of extremely fine realistic oil painting is much more difficult than impressionism, abstraction and so on.

After Su Yehao listened, he found that Vera was much more cheerful than before, and said with a smile: "Yes, life is really wonderful. Following the tutor to paint murals in the church is not working in vain for others. No wonder I haven't heard any news about you."

"You can't say that. Although it is hard work, creating murals for churches is the dream of many painters. I feel that my painting skills are much better than before."

"...That's right. Anyway, you are young and like this industry very much. There is no harm in learning more."

"Don't talk about me yet, Master Su, why did you come to New York to travel with your girlfriend?" Miss Vera blinked, with the word "gossip" written all over her face.

After Su Yehao finished talking about the art purchase, he discovered that Miss Vera also knew Jeff Koons and also knew about the huge stainless steel balloon dog.

Chatted for a while.

Vera received a call and wanted to send paint to the teacher, saying that as a thank you for buying the painting, she wanted to treat them to a meal tonight.

Su Yehao agreed. Anyway, he had not yet arranged to meet with several market makers, and he happened to be free today.

——————

Leave with the oil painting.

Yin Liuli sighed softly and whispered:

"I noticed how come you, the women around you, are so beautiful? For example, this Miss Vera, she is fair and young, even I feel moved when I look at her. Her eyelashes are so long, her eyes are so big, and her pupils are blue and watery.

"

"...Don't be envious. I heard that white girls age quickly as they get older, but Vera's appearance is indeed in line with Asian aesthetics. She used to be particularly popular in school."

"Huh? Like being welcomed by you?"

"Hey, hey, why does it involve me? Some people's jealousy is overturned? It's a bit sour." Su Yehao joked.

Yin Liuli held his arm, glanced at the handbag containing the oil painting, hummed softly, and said with a smile:

"If I were jealous, I would have drowned in vinegar. Normally, even if you buy a piece of clothing, you have to hand the bag to the bodyguard to help carry it. Today, you actually picked up such a heavy oil painting yourself. Guess what?

Why?"

Su Yehao was dumbfounded for a moment, pretending to be stupid and shaking his head: "I won't guess, I can't guess..."

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