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1000000?

How is this possible?

Grandma Zhang Huanlan's eyes widened and her face was incredible.

What a joke, she is very clear. Although she studied painting in high school and college, she is not a painter, let alone how could a painting 30 years ago be worth 100?

, Just think about it is impossible

"Who are you talking about and who wrote what? This painting is just a painting I used to draw with my friends and girlfriends. One of them is worth 1 million. How is this possible? I am neither a celebrity nor a painter. You Do n’t you want money to go crazy? ”

"Grandma, grandma, we really didn't lie to you, we really didn't lie to you, we didn't believe it at all, but the art businessman Mr. Zhao really vowed to say, as long as we can sell this painting to He, he must be willing to pay a million yuan for the purchase. As long as you sell this painting, grandma will be able to pay off my debts, and also keep her ancestral home. Grandma, you must not Give them this painting for free "

Zhao Gang can't wait to say

Now he is like a drowning man who grabbed the last straw. No matter how small and light the straw is, he will never give up as long as there is a glimmer of hope.

what?

Is it Mr. Zhao below?

A man with a suit and leather shoes appeared on the first floor of Grandma Zhang Huanlan's mind. He wanted to buy his own painting, but Zhang Huanlan never thought that he was willing to pay such a high price. How is this possible?

Hesitated on his face

"In the end, are you sure? There is nothing to be diligent about, or to be stolen if you don't commit trespassing. The pie won't fall from the sky. How can there be such a good thing?"

"Ms. Zhang, you are absolutely right, there will be no pies in the sky, no dedication, no trespassing or stealing. Your painting is indeed worth 1 million, but if your painting is one of Ms. Bai Jinglan, The painting named friendship, the price can definitely be worth 1 million. You are no name but Bai Jinglan is a famous painter. "

"Her paintings are quite famous."

Artistic businessman Zhao Fei came up from the first floor, showing a bright smile. He looked quite handsome in a suit and leather shoes, and his eyes fell suddenly on the scroll of Zhao Gang's hand.

"Grandma Zhang, can you sell Grandma Zhang, you promised us to give this painting to us and fulfill my grandma's last wish"

Zhao Xiaohui said quickly, her face was a little pale, and everything in front of her was far beyond her imagination. He never thought that anyone would come to buy Grandma Zhang's paintings, and the price would be so high.

"Okay, okay, don't say no last will, don't you just say that your grandmother's last will cost our family more than 1 million? Don't be kidding, is your grandma's last wish worth so much?"

Zhao Gang immediately turned his lips back. Although Zhao Xiaohui in front of him was the type he liked, compared to his debt, it was useless at all.

"Yes, yes, mother, you must think about it, although I don't know what effect your painting has, or what is the agreement between this painting and your so-called girlfriends What is it, but can we be realistic about mother? Zhao Gang is your grandson. If you sell paintings now, you can save your grandson. Why do n’t you sell it? For a previous agreement, you ca n’t even save your grandson. Are you really going to sell this ancestral home? Mother, this is our chance. "

Zhao Guo quickly talked to persuade him that he couldn't understand.

In his opinion, this is simply a very easy matter to choose. As long as the painting is sold, it can solve the problem of owing money to his son Zhao Gang, and he can keep his ancestral home.

As for the so-called people who completed their grandmother's last wish and found a painting named friendship, the so-called agreement seemed to be nonsense to Zhao Guo.

People have to be realistic.

"I didn't expect this to happen. We all underestimated the art trader Zhao Fei. If nothing else, he should have followed us to find this grandma orchid, and then openly wanted to buy from Grandma Zhang Zhaoxiaohui Painting, only at the beginning Grandma Zhang Huanlan rejected it. "

"I just didn't expect that he would come to rescue Wei Zhao, and find a breakthrough from Zhao Gang. This businessman is really not simple."

Intellectual Zhang Xiaona's wise and beautiful eyes fell on Zhao Fei in a suit and leather shoes, her face was a little ugly.

"It is true, after all, the big money is the most important thing."

Cheng Yi nodded and gave a bitter smile, shook his head and said

"Super Finding App can help us find where exactly the item we are looking for? Whether the item can be obtained after the item is found, this is not within the scope of the Super Finding App, let alone this time we really are not lucky, Zhao Gang I owed money outside, and it was already known to everyone in the village. Zhao Fei used this to exert pressure to do so.

Cheng Yiping shook his head gently, looking at Zhao Xiaohui with a worried expression on his face, with an ominous feeling lingering in his heart, sighing

"Although this is to fulfill Grandma Zhao Juan's last wish, to complete the agreement 30 years ago, it sounds quite romantic, but romance does not live up to it after all. If it were me, I'm afraid this choice is not too difficult."

Although Cheng Yiping didn't say it explicitly, Zhang Xiaona nodded slightly. As a caring parent, she was abandoned by her mother since she was a child. Zhang Xiaona, who wandered the streets, knew the cruel reality more than anyone.

It is promised that this is a very beautiful thing, but often these things will be shattered and broken compared with reality.

You can't say that people become reality, they can only do so in society.

Like now

If this painting was given to Zhao Xiaohui, Grandma Zhao Xiaohui's last wish could be fulfilled and the agreement 30 years ago could be fulfilled, but Grandma Zhang Hualan may have to sell this ancestral home to pay off her grandson's debt.

This was an absolute disaster for Grandma Zhang Huanlan.

Now a painting can save his grandson, save his ancestral home from the crisis of being sold, and give up only one of his promises 30 years ago.

Although cruel, I have to say that sometimes this is the case.

Grandma Zhang Huanlan's face continued to change, one red and one white. Suddenly the whole person looked like a deflated balloon, decadent, sitting on her chair with her buttocks, and she was weak.

Raising his head, his face seemed a lot older than he was just now, his body exuded a hint of decadence, he opened his mouth, his voice was weak and weak

"Mr. Zhao, can you really be sure? Can you really sell one million of my paintings?"

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