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Chapter 1476: Who Painted It?
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
âThe 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 wouldnât tell me. I think heâs probably a crazy fan of yours, so I havenât said yes yet.â
When Su Bei thought of that person, she couldnât help but frown. âItâs 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.â
âThen Iâll arrange it at once. Iâll go with you to see him, just in case he gets any ideas.â
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, âMr. Qian, may I know why youâre looking for Su Bei? Can you tell me now?â
âMiss Qiao, Miss Su, Iâm an agent for artists. I want to ask Miss Su whoâs 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.â Mr. Qianâs 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 didnât despise him.
Qiao Mei glanced at Su Bei and whispered, âNo wonder you insisted on taking back that painting. So itâs the work of a famous artist. Youâre amazing, Su Bei!â
Su Bei smiled and thought of Gun Gunâs paintings. Although he had won the approval of many experts, wasnât this agentâs words too exaggerated?
She said sincerely, âIâm sorry, but I really canât reveal this to you, Mr. Qian. I canât introduce you to this painter. You should look for someone else. Iâm really sorry.â
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.
âAh, well...â Mr. Qian was quite disappointed. He looked at Su Bei eagerly. âMiss Su...â
âThereâs really nothing I can do about it. Iâm sorry.â Su Bei was gentle but unusually firm.
âMiss 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? Donât you think itâs inappropriate to stand in your friendâs way of making money?â Mr. Qianâs tone was a little intense, but it was obvious that he meant no harm.
Su Bei smiled and said, âMr. Qian, letâs put it this way. I can make the decision for my friend. If I say he doesnât need an agent or an art exhibition, he doesnât need them. Do you understand?â
Mr. Qian was stunned. Su Beiâs attitude was indeed a little too firm.
He murmured, âWhat kind of friend are you to make such decisions for him?â
Naturally, Su Bei would not answer his question.
âThank 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,â Su Bei said.
Mr. Qian could only stop forcing himself and nodded. âThank you, Miss Su.â
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.
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However, after asking around, he couldnât 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 couldnât 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.
âIn that case, Miss Su, Iâll leave first. If you change your mind, you can call me.â Mr. Qian handed over his business card. âBy the way, tell your friend that he really has great potential. I think highly of him. In time, I believe heâll definitely have a bright future!ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
âThank you, Mr. Qian. Iâll be sure to relay the message.â
Mr. Qian left reluctantly.
Qiao Mei turned to look at Su Bei. âSu 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.â
Su Bei smiled. Mr. Qian was probably really willing to pay a huge sum, but Feng Ze... She remembered what he had whispered. âIâm buying it for you.â
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. Luâs 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.
âIâm sorry.â Mr. Qian quickly helped Xiao Bai pick the things up.
Xiao Bai didnât argue with him. âItâs okay. Iâll pick them up myself.â
Mr. Qian picked up a piece of drawing paper and couldnât breathe. âT-This...â
Xiao Bai said, âSir, please give it back. Itâs mine.â
âThen may I ask who painted this? Tell me quickly who painted it!â He grabbed Xiao Baiâs shoulder and shook her until she felt dizzy.
âLet go of me! Give me back my things!â 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.
âPlease tell me, where on earth did this come from? Who painted it?â Mr. Qian sounded extremely agitated, and his eyes were red.
He really didnât expect to find a better painting here.