"Sir, Miss Yan Mo has arrived." The bodyguard captain respectfully reported to the person in the earphone.
Ou Yan stood in front of the desk, exuding a cold aura.
After listening to the instructions in the earphone, the bodyguard captain said politely, "Miss Yan Mo, please open the painting."
Ou Yan spread the works on the desk, and what fell into the camera was a powerful and magnificent painting.
There are mountains and mountains, lush forests, winding water, and clouds and mist surrounding the mountains.
The appearance of scattered huts in the valley makes the environment more real and quiet, but the birds flying through the hazy and elegant clouds make people feel that the artistic conception is profound and a bit ethereal.
The bodyguard captain heard Mr.'s compliments coming from the earphones. There was no doubt that this painting was authentic.
"Miss Yan Mo, how can you prove that this work is yours?"
In the past, Ouyan would have only said "believe it or not" to such a question, but now, thinking of the man at home, in order to complete the task and go back early, she still picked up the brush on the desk, dipped it in ink, and painted it in their preparation
Draw a corner of the work on good drawing paper.
This corner occupies one-tenth of the entire painting and took less than five minutes to complete.
The bodyguard captain was stunned, and the people in the earphones were obviously stunned as well. They couldn't believe that a little girl could actually complete one-tenth of the painting in such a short period of time. The key is that this painting was really painted by
Her hand!
She is really Yan Mo!
Seeing that none of them spoke, Ou Yan asked calmly, "Do you have any other questions?"
She has to drive out the next family and doesn't want to waste more time here.
"Miss Yan Mo, please wait a moment, our husband wants to see you in person."
After hearing what the bodyguard captain said, Ouyan stood there and waited. After a while, a middle-aged man quickly walked down the iron stairs, followed by dozens of bodyguards.
He was not wearing any gold or silver, nor was he wearing a brand-name watch on his wrist. He was dressed in casual clothes, looking like a successful man who would go out to play golf at any time.
Ou Yan judged from his well-maintained face and his overall temperament that his status was not simple.
He should be a big shot in a certain field.
"Teacher Yan Mo, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." The middle-aged man reached out his hand.
Ouyan shook hands with him.
His fingers are soft and generous, proving once again that he is pampered and has good living conditions.
"I always thought Teacher Yan Mo was a man, but I didn't expect him to be so young and beautiful." The middle-aged man said very respectfully, "My mother and I both like your paintings very much. We can say that we are your fans."
"Thanks."
The middle-aged man picked up the work on the desk again and said with emotion, "The mountains, rocks and trees are dyed layer by layer with light ink, and then thicker ink is applied to break them up layer by layer. The thickness of the ink gives the whole layout a sense of comfort.
It makes people feel that there is emptiness in reality, reality in emptiness, hanging springs pouring down, gentle streams, clouds and mountains... Teacher Yan Mo's paintings are really great!"
He suddenly felt that one hundred million was too little.
Such a painting is worth 500 million!!
"Do you still need to modify it?" Ouyan suddenly asked.
The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, seemed a little puzzled, and then looked at the bodyguard captain aside.
Revise?
What's the meaning??
The bodyguard captain explained, "When I was communicating with the people under Teacher Yan Mo before, I was afraid that Teacher Yan Mo would not show up, so I asked someone to convey that if I was not satisfied with the painting, I needed her to cooperate with the revision in person."