Slag Gong lost his memory and ran away as a substitute

Su Wenyu hadn't seen Huo Cheng for a long time since he spread the word outside the courtyard of Chengnan Studio that day.

However, there is still contact.

From time to time, Huo Cheng would send some messages and greetings that were not beyond the reach, such as the last time Editor Jiang's publishing house promoted the collection of stories about secret love, or the low-key contemporary art seminar held in Liangcheng some time ago.

He has seriously studied and understood Su Wenyu's preferences, and now he is gradually expanding his business to the field of culture and art, and it is easy to create common topics.

Coupled with the lowered attitude, the intention to please a person, and every word mentioned is carefully considered and just right, in fact, it is easy for people to let go of their guards.

But Su Wenyu was stunned and refused to enter.

It's not that he really didn't reply, but no matter what Huo Cheng sent, Su Wenyu's reply was very concise and his attitude was indifferent.

A unilateral relationship is very fragile.

Su Wenyu had a deep understanding of this point in the past three years.

What's more, people can't stand the comparison.

Huo Cheng has seen Su Wenyu like him wholeheartedly, so he can see his indifference and irreversible attitude more clearly.

So the days passed day by day, and over time, the frequency of sending messages from Huo Cheng became less and less.

This is human nature, Su Wenyu didn't feel anything, let alone be affected, he only thought that Huo Dashao had lost the fun or lost his patience, and finally stopped obsessing about rebuilding the old relationship.

But unexpectedly, at the autumn auction site of a mid-level auction house like Linde, Huo Cheng would appear unexpectedly.

You know, in the past, he didn't even directly participate in the auctions of the three major houses. Whenever he saw something in the collection, he would directly entrust it to a full-time auctioneer.

Therefore, Su Wenyu couldn't help thinking about what happened today.

The auctioneer stood on the stage and looked at all directions, his gestures changed like a band conductor was stirring the wind and clouds. After a few rounds, there were very few people raising their cards, and the rate of price increase also slowed down significantly.

The camera once again swept across the audience, and even the changes in everyone's facial expressions could be clearly distinguished. Those who could see the bids were basically entrusted parties holding phones.

Huo Cheng, who was in the central area, looked calm and unmoved, and the assistant next to him had no intention of raising a sign at all.

Seeing this, Su Wenyu was still quietly relieved.

It's not that he doesn't want to sell the painting to Huo Cheng. The works that have been signed and sent out have absolutely no reason to be picky about the buyer.

But Huo Cheng's eyes are higher than the top, and he has always been only interested in top-level artworks from famous artists. If he participates in the auction at this time, it is impossible to say that it is not because of his relationship with him.

And this kind of involvement is really unnecessary.

So Huo Cheng's current attitude made him feel at ease.

However, Huo Cheng, who seemed to be doing nothing at the scene, suddenly turned his head and glanced at the entrusting table on the right, and the corner of his mouth slightly hooked, revealing a smile that was inevitable.

The oil painting on the big screen looked far-reaching and unique in brushwork, firmly attracting everyone's attention, but the rising price exceeded the budget of many people, and the auctioneer was already repeating the quotation, and the scene suddenly became quieter.

"Is there anything else to add?" He confirmed, the golden hammer in his hand had been slowly raised.

At this moment, someone in the entrustment area raised the placard again, as if he had just received some order, and suddenly raised the price up a bit!

Huo Cheng's expression didn't change at all, and he didn't even cast a glance over there, but Special Assistant Jiang next to him reminded him in a low voice:

"Mr. Huo, that person is President Ni's special agent."

Huo Cheng could not help but pause.

President Ni Yuwei is a well-known collector. Her family has countless precious artworks, especially oil paintings. She highly respects the innovation and diversified development of art, and even exhibits the collections at her own expense.

So, is Su Wenyu willing to receive enough appreciation for her works, or is he willing to stay with him?

Huo Cheng couldn't help thinking about Su Wenyu's possible reaction, trying to figure out his thoughts from his perspective.

In just one second, something flashed in his eyes quickly, and then he made a quick decision.

"Stop bidding."

When the deep voice reached his ears, the photographer on the right seat couldn't believe it, and was stunned.

He was holding the phone in his hand just to make a show. In fact, the client had already told him that money was not a problem, just increase the price and make sure to get this painting in his hands.

Besides, when did Mr. Huo want to take pictures of things that were snatched away by others?

So what's the situation now?

And just as he was in a daze, the hammer slammed, and the ownership of the lot had been settled.

"Thank you client, congratulations buyer!"

Everyone in the venue has different expressions, and several keen collectors have already begun to inquire about the current market conditions of this emerging painter.

Huo Cheng's expression was also a little dazed.

For a long time, even if what he wanted was swallowed into his stomach, he had to find ways to dig it out.

Therefore, this is actually a very rare initiative to regress in his life.

After the auction was over, Huo Cheng walked through the inner passage and was about to leave. Passing the long corridor, he happened to see Su Wenyu leaning against the table, leaning forward slightly to talk with the staff, and when he bowed his head in thought, he revealed a section of his fair neck.

He was concentrating on speaking, and there was a little bit of undetectable joy on his face.

Also, today's result should really be happy.

Huo Cheng's eyes moved slightly, and he stood there calmly. When the conversation over there was over, Su Wenyu was about to leave, so he strode over. The leather shoes stepped on the marble floor, making a small enough noise to attract people's attention.

"Wen Yu, congratulations." He said.

The words are not warm, but the eyes are very gentle, and the attitude is grasped at a suitable scale.

"Thank you." Su Wenyu was in a good mood today, and when facing him, his expression was a little softer than usual, and he was able to casually say a few words: "Mr. Huo probably gained a lot today, right?"

Huo Cheng shook his head, "The main purpose is to take a look and make a comparison. At present, there is still a lot of room for the domestic art market."

He rationalized his actions into personal research.

"So that's the case." Su Wenyu smiled. Although he didn't say much, he actually agreed with it in his heart.

At that moment, Huo Cheng felt that he had finally taken the right step.

He had been thinking about what Su Wenyu needed now.

After thinking about it for a long time, I think he should probably still want to fly to a wider sky.

Then, once as a business partner, Su Wenyu will always get used to his existence again in the long run.

Take your time, you can always wait until the day when Su Wenyu lets go.

The author has something to say: Susu: I'm sorry, I'm about to run away to learn art from a teacher.

感谢在2022-02-0102:32:59~2022-02-0203:00:30期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Little Meow biscuit, 1 long cat on the bed;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 24 bottles of Qianlang Xiaochuan; 5 bottles of Azou Duck Yaya; 1 bottle of Left Behind Little Monster, Lin Yizhan, and Wang Wang Team Sleeping Big;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!