poppies in the attic

42.

The Xiang Jin that Huayue saw was as simple as it could be, with jeans and a denim shirt, and no makeup at all.No frills, no frills.What reveals is the true nature, independence and not pandering, and a kind of strength.

"What do you want to drink?" Seeing Hua Yue staring at Xiang Jin intently, Wu Pengzhi hurried out to interrupt.

"Tomato juice." Huayue responded casually.

"No, it's said that you can't eat tomatoes when you're pregnant, and the baby will be dark." Wu Pengzhi has recently started to worry about his future goddaughter.

"Where did you hear the traditional and outdated secret recipe?! Do you have anything else to drink?" Huayue firmly abides by the principle of "prefer to have it" when it comes to babies.

"There are mineral water and sparkling water." Wu Pengzhi said while handing Huayue a bottle of Paris sparkling water on his own initiative. "This is somewhat interesting. The white water is too stuffy."

Wu Pengzhi ran back again and brought over two cups and tomato juice, but did not ask Xiang Jin's wishes.

"Ajin, does Pengzhi always take care of others like this?" Huayue asked.

The corner of Xiang Jin's mouth raised, she remembered the tacit cooperation between the two of them when they were traveling, "Yes."

"A Jin, my little junior sister is a very good girl, but it's a pity that I don't like to laugh." Huayue thought, with her by her side, she must not stand on the sidelines, and must not waste time.

"Pengzhi doesn't like to laugh?" Xiang Jin turned to look at Wu Pengzhi strangely.

Wu Pengzhi really sat on the side with a serious face.For some reason, she suddenly stopped smiling when she saw Huayue.

"Huh? What we saw were two Pengzhis?" Huayue began to describe Wu Pengzhi's seemingly critical, but in fact secretly praising, from Wu Pengzhi's beautiful performance in the workplace to his righteousness to his friends.

Xiang Jin heard more people say this day than he heard in a year in the United States.In the morning, I listened to Wen Shaohui and those who visited, then I heard Wu Pengzhi, and now I listen to Huayue.

Relatively speaking, Xiang Jin was most willing to listen to what Hua Yue said, because what Hua Yue said was easy and interesting.

"In short, Pengzhi is a clean stream in the business world, and a mudslide in our beauty world."

Xiang Jin frowned again and laughed, she was not used to Huayue's words, she needed to keep thinking about it before she felt it was funny.So always laugh very laggingly.

"Hey, why did I have a mudslide?" Wu Pengzhi was not happy.

"The power is huge, the direction is unknown, and the mud and sand are falling. It's not a mudslide. What is it? Jin, you don't know, Pengzhi went to our company, and now I have been invited to lunch several times by a little guy who admires Pengzhi. This kind of flattery, just to get the information out of Pengzhi."

Xiang Jin suddenly said in a childish and mischievous tone, "Don't tell him, let him keep asking."

"Haha, let's do it like this!" Hua Yue laughed, and then nervously covered her stomach.For fear of frightening the baby.

Xiang Jin glanced at Huayue's stomach, then turned his gaze away.

Not having children is her own choice, but it is also her regret.There will always be regrets in everything. Human energy is limited, and you can only make choices.

A great feature of Xiang Jin's character is that she requires herself to be responsible for the choices she makes.She can't bear to be born without raising, just like she can't bear to give away or sell a painting that she is not satisfied with.

Xiang Jin burned many flawed paintings, and Wen Shaohui and Xiang Jin quarreled countless times for this.

"Those customers can't see this flaw at all. Or we can make a discount." Wen Shaohui thinks this is a matter of course.

"They can't see it, but I can. Once it's taken out, it becomes my permanent blemish."

Another thought in Xiang Jin's mind was, "When I become famous one day, these paintings will ruin my reputation." But Xiang Jin didn't tell Wen Shaohui.

Xiang Jin has too many entanglements. She is unwilling to sell those imperfect paintings, but she is often reluctant to sell perfect paintings.She would rather give it to those who deserve it.

This was another point of constant dispute between Wen Shaohui and Xiang Jin.

"In fact, the value of a painting is determined by how high or low the customer bids. As long as the customer likes it and can offer a good price, of course it will be sold. How can you always give it to others?" The two of them talked about this topic The latest dispute was the day when Xiang Jin decided to send the painting to Wu Pengzhi.

As for the reason for sending Wu Pengzhi's painting, Xiang Jin didn't say a word. Wen Shaohui really had no choice but to turn his inner anger into hostility towards Wu Pengzhi.

What's more, after Xiang Jin became famous and got some money, he often had the idea of ​​buying some paintings back.It's a pity that those paintings are far from the price they were sold at back then.In the European and American markets, Xiang Jin's paintings have been rising.Her paintings have never become a mainstream style, but they are quite distinctive, and the market demand is stable.

Although she had constant disputes with Wen Shaohui, and Xiang Jin often refused to give in, she knew in her heart that Wen Shaohui was right, because Wen Shaohui was a person who really understood the market and those customers.

The cooperation between Xiang Jin and Wen Shaohui has reached a tacit understanding.

Wen Shaohui always bargains with customers very patiently.As long as he entered the stage of bargaining, Xiang Jin would step aside, like an outsider.But she is concerned about the content of their negotiations. What she actually wants to hear is why those clients are willing to pay high prices, or insist on low prices, that is, their indirect evaluation or feelings about her paintings.