Started bankrupt and broke up with the school belle girlfriend

According to the introduction of relevant personnel, Wang Ping soon knew where Director Chen was.

After going around and going around, it can be regarded as arriving at Director Chen's office.

Through the transparent office in front of him, Wang Ping looked at the bald man inside with his eyes tightly closed, swiping a pen on the drawing paper hanging on the small blackboard.

Wherever the pen and ink go, it leaves a mark.

When they came around in a circle, there were a few big characters written on it.

Seeing this scene, Wang Ping slowly pushed the door open and said, clapping his hands.

"What a love of money and righteousness, it really is everyone's demeanor."

When Director Chen heard this, he quickly turned his head and saw that it was Wang Ping standing there.

Looking at this appearance, he looked very unfamiliar, Director Chen couldn't help asking: "Are you..."

Wang Ping cut to the chase and said, "Of course the one who bought your painting."

After saying this, Director Chen was as happy as a flower.

Staring at Wang Ping's direction, he said, "This is a coincidence. In the past few days, I dreamed that my work was appreciated by a nobleman, and the surroundings were full of singing birds and fragrant flowers. I didn't expect that the nobleman would appear like this just one day later."

After a pause, Director Chen looked at Wang Ping and said, "You are that noble man."

Wang Ping heard the other party talking in a cloud, and hurriedly continued.

"When I came to buy your paintings, I saw a sense of aura, which cannot be seen in other paintings."

Director Chen was overjoyed to hear these false words.

He even took out a magazine and said to Wang Ping.

"Look, this is my apprentice's work, called Pure Desire Wind, which connects performance art with current hot spots. It's really impressive."

Wang Ping took a closer look at the cover, and saw Bi Fei's laughing and cursing expression on it, as well as the "Pure Desire Wind" in the side note, which showed the desire vividly.

Director Chen sighed and said, "It's not easy for this kid to shoot. It's amazing how well people can show the ugliness of people when they face money."

With that said, Director Chen handed the magazine to Wang Ping.

And exhorted: "Be sure to take a good look, there are many discussions about aesthetics."

After delivering the magazines, Director Chen took out some paintings, which seemed to be enough for dozens of copies.

Director Chen looked at Wang Ping with straight eyes.

"If you don't mind, take all of these."

Looking at these shoddy and eager for quick success products, Wang Ping felt that the money given earlier was too much.

"It seemed to be a miscalculation before. These are packaged up, and the price is 20 yuan. If you don't do it, you will leave."

Director Chen frowned, his face darkened, and he emphasized again: "Art is priceless!"

Yes, Wang Ping always believes that art is priceless, but the premise must be able to stand the consideration of time.

Wang Ping really dare not compliment Director Chen's paintings.

30 million.

Director Chen showed bitterness. He never expected that these paintings, which were made up of students' works in less than a month, could be appreciated by Wang Ping.

There was also a trace of joy in his eyes, he looked at Wang Ping and said, "That's it, let's pay the money quickly, don't delay any longer."

Wang Ping watched Director Chen take out the POS machine, and the speed was quite fast.

After swiping the card, Director Chen did not forget to pull Wang Ping.

"Why don't we leave after a meal, and let's talk about art again."

After a pause, Director Chen still didn't forget to ask.

"What's your name."

Listening to the words of cultural people is comfortable, Wang Ping replied: "Wang Ping."

Before Wang Ping left, Director Chen didn't forget to insert a business card, saying that he could look for it anytime he needed anything.

Looking at the name on the business card above, it says Chen Xiu.

There is still a sentence under the business card: "Helping every child with a dream."

Thinking of the former director Bi Fei, Wang Ping realized that there was such a tacit understanding between master and apprentice.

After going out, Wang Ping looked at the pitch-black sky and realized that it was getting late.

What would Su Sijin think if he went back so late.

Thinking of this, Wang Ping hurriedly hailed a car, and said to the driver, "Let's go to Linjiang Community."

The driver was also puzzled, the young man behind him was out of breath, as if he had run for hundreds of meters.

But who is not happy when there is money to be made?
Wherever the boss wants to drive, he will naturally go there.

On the other side, Building C of Linjiang Community.

Su Sijin had already cooked dinner at home, but Wang Ping didn't come back after waiting, but Cheng Man, who was going out to dance, waited for him.

Seeing Su Sijin anxiously looking out the window, Cheng Man did not forget to joke.

"Aren't you waiting for your sweetheart?"

Su Sijin's face was blushing, and she still did not forget to be brave and said: "It's not."

Although Su Sijin said so on the surface, she was extremely anxious in her heart.

Where is Wang Ping going?

Did something happen?
No, it must be hanging out with other women.

God, how could I meet such a scumbag? It's really unfortunate.

……

After some inner struggle, Su Sijin still decided to call to see what Wang Ping was up to.

Just called.

Wang Ping was already downstairs, and the driver just said goodbye to him.

Seeing that the contact on the phone was Su Sijin, Wang Ping hurriedly connected the phone.

"Where are you, why don't you come home at this point, if you don't come back in 3 minutes, this home won't welcome you, hum!"

Hearing what Su Sijin said, Wang Ping hurriedly prepared to go home.

Cheng Man approached Su Sijin and reminded: "This man, there are very few people who can be trusted. They are always half-hearted. If you want to tie them up, wouldn't it be the same as killing them?"

After a pause, Cheng Man continued: "This man, he can only be distracted, not blocked. When the time comes, they will naturally know who is better."

Hearing what Cheng Man said, Su Sijin felt that it made sense.

Not long after, Wang Ping returned home.

When Su Sijin heard the commotion, she didn't even care about the omelette in the kitchen. Fortunately, Cheng Man took over, otherwise it might be mushy.

Wang Ping raised the painting in his hand, and asked Su Sijin, "Honey, guess what this is?"

Su Sijin looked at it, but didn't see what it was, so he could only shake his head helplessly.

"It's art!"

As he said that, Wang Ping unfolded the paintings one by one, and looked at the empty walls around him and said, "This house looks empty, and if you put some pictures on it, it can brighten the room, which makes people feel pleasing to the eye. "

Hearing Wang Ping's description, Cheng Man said meaningfully: "I really can't tell, it's quite emotional."

Wang Ping looked at Cheng Man's position, and the tenderness of the other party, wishing to eat Wang Ping, really shocked Wang Ping.

Seeing those watery and charming eyes, Wang Ping no longer dared to look straight in the face, and could only glance at the little mole next to the corner of Cheng Man's eye.