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Chapter 515 The Final Decision
hesitate!

Liu Jiang, who was squatting on the ground, was very hesitant at the moment.

He had to admit that what Qin Fei said was reasonable, or he could guess what the old ancestor meant, but he didn't want to do that yet.

Because the word Nianxiang may have carried half his life's faith for him.

It is really difficult for him to break all this at once.

Even Qin Fei can wait forever, anyway, these things are opportunities for him.

He wanted it very much, but if the other party insisted on refusing, he couldn't force it.

After all, he is not that kind of person!

Besides, there is a saying in the antique shop: if you succeed in a strong attack, turn around and leave.

It means that the treasures that were forcibly seized, even if they are obtained, cannot be kept, and will be lost immediately.

Qin Fei quite believed this sentence, because he had seen it no less than ten times in the circle alone.

So some things really can't be fooled.

"Mr. Liu."

After a pause, Qin Fei decided to temporarily give him a space and time to think independently.

"Ok?"

After being called out by him, Liu Jiang was relieved and looked at him indifferently.

"Mr. Qin, what do you want to say?"

Qin Fei smiled faintly, and threw the cigarette butt into the portable ashtray that he carried with him.

"It's like this. I know this matter needs a relaxation for you, so I'll go back for the time being, and then we can keep in touch, shall we?"

"No!"

Just as he was about to leave, Liu Jiang suddenly stopped him.

"Mr. Tan, don't bother, I can give you an answer now."

"What is it?"

Staring at him, Qin Fei was neither happy nor sad at the moment, he could accept any result.

Liu Jiang took a deep breath, with a look of determination in his eyes at the moment.

After all, whether the felt painting goes or stays is just related to his artistic career.

He is not only deciding the fate of a felt painting, but also deciding whether he will stay or not.

Eye to eye!

After a few breaths, Liu Jiang said, "I can sell this thing."

"And I just want to sell it to you!"

what!
Hearing this, Qin Fei immediately became excited: "Is everything you said true?"

Liu Jiang nodded heavily: "I didn't think about it at first, but I was still struggling just now, but it was just the moment you stood up."

"It suddenly dawned on me."

"The old ancestor is right. These things are all external things, and thoughts don't necessarily have to be pinned on anything."

"If you have to do this, I think it's either hypocritical, or you don't have any nostalgia for your ancestors."

Tan Fei nodded heavily. The fact that he could say this showed that he really understood.

Liu Jiang is still going on.

"So I thought about it just now, and it's more important to live."

"I don't want my artistic path to be broken, even if I choose a wrong path."

"I have to keep going, otherwise the things my family has insisted on for generations will be lost."

After the words fell, Liu Jiang directly pulled out the felt painting and rolled it up and handed it to him.

"Mr. Qin, can we trade now?"

This is still a rush.

Qin Fei naturally did not reject him.

After Liu Jiang cleaned up everything, Qin Fei took him directly to Shantang Group.

He wants to sign a contract with him in the office.

If it was an ordinary small thing, or if there were many utensils of the same type, Qin Fei would take him to Ting Yuzhai.

But this thing is different!
As of today, the number of surviving paintings is pitifully small, and the origin of this felt painting is not disturbing, so Qin Fei seems to pay more attention to it.

He knew very well that once this felt painting was made public, it would improve Shantang Group.

He couldn't let Zhuo Xiaoxuan sacrifice alone all the time.

He wants to do something for the group.

"Come on, go to my office, let's sign the contract."

"As for the specific price?"

"Wait until we get to the office!"

On the top floor of Shantang Group, in Qin Fei's office.

Liu Jiang had already signed the contract, and the string of numbers on it made him understand a truth.

Money can really touch people's hearts!

"Jingle Bell!"

The two of them were talking about this when the phone in the office rang.

Qin Fei looked at the internal number on it and knew it was from the financial side, so he hurriedly picked it up.

"Hello, Chairman."

A woman's sweet voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Chairman, we have already prepared the 2000 million you need. If it is convenient for you, can you send it over now?"

Qin responded and hung up the phone directly.

"Mr. Liu."

After receiving the contract, Qin Fei looked at the card again, and was really relieved. In the end, the transaction price between him and Liu Jiang was set at 500 million yuan for this felt painting.

And the payment method is to transfer 2000 million.

If there is no problem with the item after one month, Qin Fei will send him the rest of the payment.

"2000 million, is this 2000 million?".

Ask yourself, until today, he has never seen so much money, although he has heard of it, but most of it is on TV.

Is this what it feels like to be a multi-millionaire?
Although Liu Jiang came from a family of artists, he has never seen so much money.

At this moment, Qin Fei could understand his mood.

"OK OK."

"These 2000 million are just the first batch."

"Don't worry, I will fulfill my responsibilities within the agreed time."

This is his promise, and of course it can be regarded as a comfort to Liu Jiang.

"Okay, now the transaction is over, Mr. Liu can go back and rest by himself."

"Your life is too tiring, so I hope you can still take care of your body."

After speaking, Qin Fei also smiled, as if he understood him very well.

And this time Liu Jiang also woke up from the shock and exhilaration just now.

"Okay, Mr. Qin, don't worry, my body will not have any problems."

"Thank you very much."

After saying this, Liu Jiang stood up and bowed deeply to Qin Fei.

"I hope I can be friends with you." Liu Jiang is very normal, although he speaks very clumsily.

This time, Qin Fei smiled mysteriously, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, making it invisible.

"You don't need to thank me. In fact, I think this is still a matter of Mr.'s family style."

"Besides, aren't we friends now?"

already?

These four words made Liu Jiang a little excited, but he was still very good at restraining his emotions. After a faint smile, he said, "Then Mr. Tan, I won't bother you anymore."

"It's a friend, and I'm willing to make friends with you sincerely."

Leaning slightly, it was regarded as a bow, and Liu Jiang left with the money.

Looking at his back, and the felt painting in Qiaoqiao's hand, Qin Fei's mood is very complicated...

(End of this chapter)