āThe one from the other night who started the bidding war with you for your painting. I asked him what he wanted to talk to you about, but he wouldnāt tell me. I think heās probably a crazy fan of yours, so I havenāt said yes yet.ā
When Su Bei thought of that person, she couldnāt help but frown. āItās him? At the auction, I could have won the item back at a relatively low price. He was the one who kept interfering and raising the price, causing me to almost be unable to clean up the mess in the end. I want to see him and ask him why.ā
āThen Iāll arrange it at once. Iāll go with you to see him, just in case he gets any ideas.ā
Qiao Mei and Su Bei met the bespectacled man in the company.
As soon as he saw Su Bei, his eyes lit up, but not as brightly as when one saw their idol.
Qiao Mei stood in front of Su Bei and asked, āMr. Qian, may I know why youāre looking for Su Bei? Can you tell me now?ā
āMiss Qiao, Miss Su, Iām an agent for artists. I want to ask Miss Su whoās the painter of the painting auctioned that night. I saw the painting and felt that it looks quite elegant. I believe it must be the work of a famous master, so please tell me. I want to contact that artist and open an art exhibition for them. I believe this can definitely produce a world-shocking artist.ā Mr. Qianās eyes lit up. Part of it was from the fanaticism of earning money, and the other part was from discovering a good painting.
Because of the latter, Su Bei didnāt despise him.
Qiao Mei glanced at Su Bei and whispered, āNo wonder you insisted on taking back that painting. So itās the work of a famous artist. Youāre amazing, Su Bei!ā
Su Bei smiled and thought of Gun Gunās paintings. Although he had won the approval of many experts, wasnāt this agentās words too exaggerated?
She said sincerely, āIām sorry, but I really canāt reveal this to you, Mr. Qian. I canāt introduce you to this painter. You should look for someone else. Iām really sorry.ā
Gun Gun was still too young, and he was far less mature and sensible than Big Treasure. It was definitely impossible for him to be involved in such a matter at his current age.
Whether he would be a painter and open an art exhibition would be something they discussed when he was older. He had to have his own clear independent thinking first.
āAh, wellā¦ā Mr. Qian was quite disappointed. He looked at Su Bei eagerly. āMiss Suā¦ā
āThereās really nothing I can do about it. Iām sorry.ā Su Bei was gentle but unusually firm.
āMiss Su, does this friend of yours already have a manager? Or does he not wish to reveal himself to the outside world? Does he also view money as dirt and is unwilling to be tainted? Is this what your friend thinks, or is it what you think? Donāt you think itās inappropriate to stand in your friendās way of making money?ā Mr. Qianās tone was a little intense, but it was obvious that he meant no harm.
Su Bei smiled and said, āMr. Qian, letās put it this way. I can make the decision for my friend. If I say he doesnāt need an agent or an art exhibition, he doesnāt need them. Do you understand?ā
Mr. Qian was stunned. Su Beiās attitude was indeed a little too firm.
He murmured, āWhat kind of friend are you to make such decisions for him?ā
Naturally, Su Bei would not answer his question.
āThank you for your kindness. I thank you on behalf of my friend. Mr. Qian, you do have good taste. I believe that an agent like you will definitely find more talented artists willing to be taken under your wing,ā Su Bei said.
Mr. Qian could only stop forcing himself and nodded. āThank you, Miss Su.ā
He had discovered last night that the painting was indeed different from all the famous works that were already on the market. He could tell that the artist was young and tender, but he could also tell that his future was limitless.
However, after asking around, he couldnāt find out which painter it was, so he could only look for Su Bei.
Unexpectedly, Su Bei refused to reveal the painter as well. He couldnāt hide his disappointment.
Over the years, he had indeed relied on discovering painters and helping them open art exhibitions to make money. However, he genuinely liked paintings and had good taste. It was also the main reason he was in this line of work.
If he saw a good piece of work, he would even put it in his collection.
āIn that case, Miss Su, Iāll leave first. If you change your mind, you can call me.ā Mr. Qian handed over his business card. āBy the way, tell your friend that he really has great potential. I think highly of him. In time, I believe heāll definitely have a bright future!ā
āThank you, Mr. Qian. Iāll be sure to relay the message.ā
Mr. Qian left reluctantly.
Qiao Mei turned to look at Su Bei. āSu Bei, your friends are all so talented! A painting that you casually took out attracted so much attention. I was still wondering why Feng Ze kept going against you that night and insisting on buying that painting. Now that I think about it, Feng Ze must have known the value of that painting, so he was willing to pay a huge sum.ā
Su Bei smiled. Mr. Qian was probably really willing to pay a huge sum, but Feng Ze⦠She remembered what he had whispered. āIām buying it for you.ā
She had a bad feeling. Could it be that his personality had been taken over by that personality from back then?
Although Qiao Mei envied Su Bei for having such friends, on second thought, Su Bei was now with Mr. Lu. Having such a famous painting was indeed not something difficult to understand.
After all, Mr. Luās circle of friends was probably something that others would find difficult to comprehend.
After Mr. Qian went out, he was in a hurry and bumped into Xiao Bai. He knocked over all the things she was carrying.
āIām sorry.ā Mr. Qian quickly helped Xiao Bai pick the things up.
Xiao Bai didnāt argue with him. āItās okay. Iāll pick them up myself.ā
Mr. Qian picked up a piece of drawing paper and couldnāt breathe. āT-Thisā¦ā
Xiao Bai said, āSir, please give it back. Itās mine.ā
āThen may I ask who painted this? Tell me quickly who painted it!ā He grabbed Xiao Baiās shoulder and shook her until she felt dizzy.
āLet go of me! Give me back my things!ā Xiao Bai had thought that this was a guest of the company, so she was polite to him. Unexpectedly, this person was like a robber. Not only did he snatch her things, but he also kept grabbing her shoulder.
āPlease tell me, where on earth did this come from? Who painted it?ā Mr. Qian sounded extremely agitated, and his eyes were red.
He really didnāt expect to find a better painting here.
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