Seeing Zhao Xian being quiet, Gu Shishi cocked her head and thought for a second before she said, “Zhao Xian, you want to practice too?
“That would be tough, but doable. Except that your foundation was even worse than his, so I’d recommend starting from the center.”
Zhao Xian: “???”
It’d be tough for her? WTF?
“As for the number of times. I say you practice till your hand is so sore that you couldn’t hold up the paintbrush anymore,” said Gu Shishi as she waved her hand.
After she was done talking, she put her arm around the arm bend of Ling Xiaomei, who was standing to one side looking at her with respect, and left work happily.
Today, she had on a Versace chiffon dress with small floral prints along with a light yellow Prada purse as she stepped into the Bentley parked in the garage.
Zhao Xian was so angry that her body was shaking. She got inside the car that was parked next to her and gave Luo Zheng, who was sitting in the driver’s seat, a disgruntled look.
She was just about to say something when she realized Luo Zheng was browsing Taobao.
“What are you buying?”
Luo Zheng was the kind of SGR who has always frowned upon Taobao.
That was odd.
“Sh*t!”
Luo Zheng slammed hard onto the steering wheel.
“I was already checking out but someone snatched it under me in the last second! Damn!”
Zhao Xian looked over curiously and it seemed to be an ink painting.
And, it was a childish one with chicken pecking at rice.
She looked at the price and gasped.
$30,000…..
She was not an ink painting artist, but she was an artist. She could tell that this painting could be done in no more than 2-3 hours.
$30,000 for 2-3 hours of work?
Any artist that could make that kind of money could be considered as successful.
“Damn! Damn!”
Luo Zheng was still smacking on the steering wheel. He even switched quickly to bilibili.com, only to toss his phone away in disappointment after a quick look.
“Oh, yeah,” seeing that he was already annoyed, Zhao Xian decided to make it worse, “Gu Shishi stopped me earlier. She said she has homework for you – to practice 400 strokes and to keep up with it, otherwise…..”
“Sh*t!”
Sure enough, Luo Zheng was spitting blood again and smacked at the steering wheel again.
The corners of Zhao Xian’s mouth curved upward.
It could be quite fun to watch this SGR in distress.
Luo Zheng immediately grabbed his phone back and made a call, “Hey, it’s me. Didn’t you mention last time about inviting Gu Shishi to a party? Have you sent the invitation out yet? Hmm? Nothing, I’m just wondering.
“Yes, I am doing what you’ve asked. Stop asking about it already!”
“Darling, what party? Can I go too?”
Luo Zheng stepped on the gas pedal, “Nothing to do with you.”
Zhao Xian was so angry that she almost snap her purse strap in half.
***
Inside the mansion.
“Boss, I bought it. It will be sent to your house at Mt. Ling,” reported Siyi.
As he was talking, he lifted his head up and sneaked a glance at Huo Sishen, who was sitting behind his desk.
The two of them live in the same house yet he has to buy her work and have it sent to a different location…
Plus, he couldn’t tell what was so special about that chicken painting by Miss Gu and the asking price was $30,000. The boss didn’t even blink when he bought it.
Siyi couldn’t help a horrible thought that was forming in his head.
Perhaps, the boss was interested in Miss Gu?!
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Author’s Words:
Boss Huo, waving his hand: “Buy!”
Siyi: “Okay, whatever floats your boat.”
