As soon as she left, a man in black wearing sunglasses walked into the studio.
"Welcome, are you here to buy paintings?" Wen Jing stepped forward to greet the guests with a busy smile.
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Kindergarten ended at five o'clock, and An Ruo arrived half an hour early. She parked her car, found a cafe nearby and sat down, ordered a cup of coffee and drank it slowly.
As soon as the coffee was served, Wen Jing called.
"What's the matter?" An Ruo answered and asked.
"Sister An, I have good news to tell you. Our studio had a huge sale today!"
An Ruo was stunned for a moment, then asked expectantly: "How much did you sell?"
"Just after you left, a gentleman came to buy paintings. He bought all the sketches you drew, and sold them for a total of six figures. A total of two hundred thousand, Sister An, this is more than what he has earned in the past few months.
Many times more."
"So many..." An Ruo frowned in confusion, "Why did you only buy sketches?"
"Because he said he needed to sketch, and he also said that he had booked all the paintings in the future. Sister An, wuwu, I regret not learning to sketch..."
"Did that person leave his name and contact information?" she asked again.
"Well, I left a business card so that we can contact him if we have new creations in the future."
"What's his name?"
"Zhao Mingda."
Zhao Mingda? She didn’t know this person, and there was no one named Zhao among the people she knew.
Maybe we really got a big deal.
An Ruo hung up the phone, sat for a while, checked that the time was almost up, and went to the door to pick up the child.
Kangkang came out carrying a small schoolbag, followed closely by two girls. The two little girls were his classmates, and An Ruo also knew them.
The girls walked up to her and sweetly said to her, "Hello, aunt, bye, aunt." Then they held hands and skipped away.
Kangkang's expression was indifferent. Anruo rubbed his head amusingly and teased him: "Baby, you are quite popular with girls. They go with you every day. Do you particularly like any one?"
Kangkang tilted his head and smiled: "I like my mother the most."
An Ruo laughed, knelt down and kissed his cheek, "Mom also likes you the most."
Kangkang smiled even brighter. He liked to see his mother smile. Her smile was beautiful. He hoped that she would be happy all her life.
"Okay, get in the car quickly, let's go home." An Ruo opened the door and the little guy quickly got in.
On the way back, she used to ask him what he had done in school, and Kangkang answered one by one, each one very briefly.
After the car drove for a while, the little guy turned his head and looked behind him, frowning slightly.
"What's wrong?" An Ruo asked him doubtfully.
"Mom, there is a car following us."
An Ruo quickly glanced behind and saw a black Bentley.
