Chapter 1458： Who painted it? (2/2)

He discovered last night that the painting was indeed different from all the works of the famous artists already on the market. It could be seen that it was young and tender, but it was also clear that its future was limitless.

However, after inquiring about it, I couldn't find which painter it was, so I had to look for Subei.

Who knows, Subei also refuses to disclose, he can't conceal his loss.

Over the years, he has indeed made money by digging out painters and helping to open exhibitions, but he really likes paintings and has foresight, which is also the main reason for his career.

When he meets a good one, he will even put it all in his collection.

"Then Miss Su, I will leave first. If you change your mind, you can call me." Mr. Qian handed over the business card, "Take me to tell your friend by the way. He is really very promising. I am very optimistic about him. , I believe he will have a bright future!"

"Thank you, Mr. Qian, I will transfer it."

Boss Qian left reluctantly.

Qiao Mei turned his head and looked at Subei: "Subei, your friends are too concealing dragons and crouching tigers, right? A painting you took out at random can attract so many eyes. I'm still wondering why Fengze did that night. I have been arguing with you, and I must buy that painting. Now that I want to come, Fengze must also know the value of that painting, so he will get a huge amount of money."

Subei smiled. This Mr. Qian should really be willing to pay a huge sum of money, but Feng Ze... she remembered the words he whispered: "I will buy it for you."

There is a bad premonition in my heart. Could it be that time when his personality was occupied by other personalities?

Although Qiao Mei envied Subei having such a friend, but after another thought, Subei is now with Lu Ye, holding such a famous painting in his hand, it is really not something incomprehensible.

After all, Lu Ye's circle of friends, I am afraid that other people can hardly look up for existence!

After Mr. Qian went out, he hurriedly ran into Xiaobai, knocking all the things she was holding onto the ground.

"Sorry." Mr. Qian helped Xiaobai pick it up.

Xiao Bai didn't care: "It's okay, it's okay, I'll pick it up by myself."

Mr. Qian's hand picked up a piece of drawing paper, and he couldn't breathe immediately: "This, this..."

Xiaobai immediately said: "This gentleman, please give me things, this is mine."

"Then, may I ask, who painted this painting? Tell me who painted it!" He grabbed Xiao Bai by the shoulder and shook Xiao Bai dizzy.

"You let me go! Give me things back!" Xiaobai thought this was a guest of the company, so he always treated him politely. Who knew that this man turned out to be like a robber, not only taking his own things, but also arresting him all the time. Hold your shoulders.

"Please tell me, where did this come from? Who painted it?" Mr. Qian's tone was very excited, his eyes were red.

I didn't expect that I touched a soft nail on Subei's side and found a better painting here.

(End of this chapter)