Chapter 32

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Qi Linqing looked out the window.

The deep blue skyline is smudged with a little shrimp red sunset, and the colors are intertwined extremely beautifully.

He then realized that it had been so long.

Every time I create myself immersively, I forget the passage of time.

"Is there a toilet here? I want to wash my hands." Qi Linqing asked, rubbing the ink stains on his wrists.

The boss just woke up like a dream and nodded hurriedly: "Yes! Yes, it's on the right hand side of the entrance."

Qi Linqing: "Okay, thank you."

Then turned around and went to the bathroom.

After he left, the female employee asked cautiously: "Boss, is he very good?"

They know that the boss also knows Chinese painting, so they must know more than themselves.

Boss: "Nonsense!"

Today this matter let him understand, next time you can't judge people by their appearance.

Female employee: "I feel so too, seeing how fast and good he drew just now..."

Another employee also took photos and short videos of Qi Linqing when he was painting, and couldn't help posting a circle of friends.

The boss hurriedly asked her to delete, "Are you crazy? He is Young Master Qi, if you send it to the Internet, be careful to trouble you!"

The employee deleted the Moments, but hesitated to delete the backup on the phone.

Qi Lin walked out after washing his hands.

He politely asked the boss: "Do you think I'm okay?"

The boss thought that if you still can't, no one can do it.

But the problem now is that their small Taobao shop may not be able to accommodate this big Buddha.

Fangyuan Painting Studio follows the common people's route, and the price of a custom Chinese painting is often around 3k+.

It is the easiest way to measure the quality of a painting by price.

Those master painters he had invited before are still worth the price.

But if you change it to Qi Linqing...it's a big sale at the price of cabbage. .

When Qi Linqing saw that the boss hadn't spoken for a long time, he felt a little inwardly.

Is the other party dissatisfied?

The boss took a deep breath, "Let's not talk about this yet..."

Qi Linqing was rejected by the owner many times in his previous life, and his heart fell cold after hearing this.

The boss pointed to the painting on the table, and then said: "...Can this painting be sold to me? I'm willing to bid 10,000."

Qi Linqing was startled.

The boss thought he was too small, "Then fifteen thousand? I can't afford to give it more."

Qi Linqing glanced at the painting, then at the boss.

He felt like being pulled by a hook, overflowing with indescribable joy.

"Yes." Qi Linqing opened his mouth and realized that his throat was very dry.

He couldn't imagine that the paintings he casually used to show off his skills could sell for so much money.

The boss gave Qi Linqing cash on the spot.

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