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nWu Chong had been standing there for more than half an hour. Now that Qin Sheng and the rest had returned, Wu Chong simply sat on the sofa.

n“Sheng Sheng, I’m here today to talk to you about your painting.”

nQin Sheng frowned.

nWu Chong continued, “Your painting has won first place in the country. I want to buy that painting from you. You can raise the price however you want.”

nWu Chong’s paintings were very popular in the country now, so he was not short of money.

nOld Master Lu was unhappy. “Sheng Sheng, I want to buy your painting too.”

nOld Master Lu spoke. Wu Chong had a bad feeling in his heart. He kept feeling that he would use some shameless methods.

nJust as he thought of this, it was slapped away by Wu Chong.

nOld Master Lu was a well-known figure. He usually appeared in front of everyone with an extremely serious look. Why would he use some shameless methods?

nWu Chong had underestimated Old Master Lu’s thick skin.

nOld Master Lu’s face fell, and he looked pitiful. “Sheng Sheng, I like your painting. I don’t have many wishes, and it’s rare for me to come across a painting that I like. Sheng Sheng, just take it as my wish.”

nWu Chong: “…”

nHe had just seen Old Master Lu look at him with a smug look. Was this an illusion?

nAlthough Old Man Lu was Wu Chong’s senior, Wu Chong didn’t want to let him off this time, so he quickly opened his mouth. “Sheng Sheng, look. You can decide the price. I like your painting too. I saw it during the selection and wanted to buy it. However, you still had to participate in the competition, so I didn’t ask for it.”

nOld Man Lu glared at Wu Chong fiercely, then turned his head to look at Qin Sheng.

nWu Chong also looked at Qin Sheng with hope in his eyes.

nQin Sheng: “…”

nShe rubbed the space between her brows, feeling a headache coming on.

nQin Sheng was trying to organize her words to reject him when Fu Hanchuan spoke first. “Chairman Wu, Grandfather, Sheng Sheng has already promised to give me her painting.”

nOld Master Lu: “…”

nWu Chong: “…”

nThey had been fighting over it for so long. It turned out that Fu Hanchuan had already reserved this painting.

nOld Master Lu looked at Fu Hanchuan suspiciously. “When did this happen?”

nQin Sheng answered truthfully, “The day I was selected for the Youth Painting Competition.”

nOld Master Lu glared at Fu Hanchuan angrily.

nHe was really smart. Day after day, he only knew how to compete with him.

nOld Master Lu had regretted so many times that he had introduced Fu Hanchuan and Qin Sheng to each other so early.

nOld Master Lu tried to negotiate with Fu Hanchuan again. “Hanchuan, I’m your grandfather. You can fulfill my little wish, can’t you?”

n“First come, first served.” Fu Hanchuan raised his eyebrows.

nOld Master Lu felt suffocated in his heart. He stood up because he didn’t want to see Fu Hanchuan anymore.

n“I can’t have this grandson anymore. He’s always going against his grandfather. Really, I can’t help it when I’m older.”

nOld Master Lu muttered as he walked out. His tone was filled with resentment.

nQin Sheng’s lips curled into a helpless smile.

nWu Chong was not in a good mood either. The painting that he was confident about had flown away just like that. Wu Chong felt very upset.

nAfter all, he knew that Qin Sheng would not sell the painting to him, so Wu Chong did not ask any further.

n“Sheng Sheng, your painting will be exhibited with some master’s paintings for a period of time. It will be sent back in about a month. This will greatly increase your popularity.”

nQin Sheng nodded her head indifferently. Painting was only one of her interests. She did not care whether she could become famous or not.

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