Li Wen didn't say anything, but just focused on painting.

Blue smoke came out of the pipe, and Uncle Xin advised: "Little Lizi, you should work honestly and save more money. What kind of woman does not have? Don't think about unrealistic things all day long."

Uncle Xin often sees Li Wen running to the residential area of ​​the University of Fine Arts if you have anything to do. He also sees this kid often staring at the photos of the woman he secretly took. The woman in the photo is indeed quite beautiful, but it is absolutely impossible that she is the one who can be touched by a penis like Li Wen.

They are students from professional art colleges. You are just amateurs. No matter how hard you work, you will never be favored. Not every toad can become a prince. Only the protagonist is the protagonist. You kid is just a supporting role. If you want to become a supporting role, you might as well buy a lottery and try your luck.

Li Wen ignored Uncle Xin, plugged in a hair dryer, dried the completed "Knight, Death and the Devil" and did the final finishing work.

Seeing that Li Wen could not persuade him, Uncle Xin shook his head and walked away.

"Finally done!"

Li Wen threw down the hair dryer, wiped his sweat, looked at his work with his blood-covered eyes, and showed a satisfied smile on his face.

Perfect!

If you are perfect, you will be unparalleled!

Li Wen is sure that experts from all over the world can identify the authenticity of this fake painting, no more than one person.

A person is just a conservative estimate.

Maybe there is not even a single person.

Because it is extremely fake, it is true.

...

Li Wen brought his works to an art gallery.

"Ms. Lin, my painting has been completed, please review it." Li Wen handed over the work to the other party.

Miss Lin’s original name is Lin Lihua and nicknamed Huannu. After her career has encountered changes, she has been working in this art gallery.

"You wait a moment, I'll call the boss." Lin Lihua asked Li Wen to sit aside and wait, and then went upstairs to call the director.

"Oh, Li Wen, your painting is so perfect, and I can't tell the authenticity." After the director went downstairs and carefully appreciated Li Wen's fake paintings, he immediately praised it.

"Director, then you promised me the 10,000 US dollars..." Li Wen rubbed his hands and couldn't wait to ask.

"Ten thousand US dollars? No no no... You have exceeded the task, and 10 thousand US dollars is not enough to express my feelings... Xiaohua, give Mr. Li a cash of 11,000 US dollars, and the other 1,000 US dollars is my special reward." said the director.

Li Wen was overjoyed, "Thank you, director, thank you, director!"

Lin Lihua paid Li Wen in full amount of 11,000 US dollars.

Holding the green and fragrant US dollar bill, Li Wen's hands were trembling. He had never touched so much money in his life. His efforts during this period were really not in vain.

As long as you complete a few more works, earn more commissions, and raise enough funds to hold a painting exhibition for Ruan Wen, Li Wen believes that the goddess will be moved by herself and embrace the beauty.

...

While Li Wen took advantage of lunch break to the art museum to sell paintings, a middle-aged man with a big back and a well-dressed dress came to the watch shop.

This middle-aged man who looks very similar to the elderly version of Fa Ge is Zhou Ruifa, the son of the late Mr. Zhou Hongfa.

"May I ask, is the boss here?" Zhou Rui asked.

Uncle Xin was lying in a rocking chair, smoking his pipe, closing his eyes to rest. Generally, there were very few customers coming to the door during this period. After hearing the screams, he immediately got off the recliner and came to the outer hall.

"Sir, what do you need?" Uncle Xin asked politely.

Zhou Ruifa looked at Uncle Xin and said, yes, this old guy is the one he is looking for, the veteran who assisted his grandfather and father in two generations of success.

"I want to buy an ancient bell from the Ming Dynasty. Do you have any recommendations?" Zhou Ruifa deliberately put his right hand on the counter, revealing the platinum ring worn on the index finger.

After seeing this, Uncle Xin's face changed drastically and looked at Zhou Ruifa's face in disbelief. Yes, the outline on his face was vaguely marked by the two generations of the Zhou family.

Zhou Ruifa said a slight incision.

Uncle Xin was even more convinced.

"Young Master...Young Master?" Uncle Xin screamed with his lips trembling. He really didn't expect that the young master could come to him in person.

Since the death of his hometown owner, Uncle Xin was afraid of being implicated, so he hid far away in Canada and used a coffin to make a living in this watch shop.

"Uncle Xin, it's time for us to do something big. How can we condescend such a simple watch shop? You are such a powerful person - the world's top electric version master!" Zhou Ruifa looked around the inside of the watch shop and said with a burning look.

Uncle Xin's old eyes ignited a chicken affection that was dissatisfied with the old age...

...

At the art gallery, Li Wen got the reward and just left, Zhou Ruifa drove over.

"Sir, may I ask..." Before he finished speaking, Lin Lihua saw the platinum ring on Zhou Ruifa's right index finger, and was stunned like Uncle Xin just now.

That’s right, Lin Lihua, like Uncle Xin, used to serve a boss. The difference is that Uncle Xin is a master of the electronic version, while Lin Lihua is a housekeeper, responsible for all matters in finance and life.

Zhou Ruifa also said a cut.

With the symbolic platinum ring and the unique incision, Zhou Ruifa's identity is about to emerge.

"Young Master?" Lin Lihua asked tremblingly. She was excited. The young master found herself, which represented a comeback. The life of luxury is coming again.

"The group needs you." Zhou Ruifa just said a few words.

These few times made Lin Lihua so excited that she was a little incoherent. She dreamed that she wanted to return to her previous life. Now she was tired of this dull life.

"I'll resign immediately." Lin Lihua said.

Zhou Ruifa nodded and looked at the paintings displayed in the museum while bored.

Soon, he was attracted by one of the paintings of "Knight, Death and the Devil".

What attracted him was not the artistic conception of the painting, but its brushwork. It seemed very familiar and had a artistic conception like a real painting. The brushwork was truly at its peak and truly unparalleled.

If Zhou Ruifa had not been fortunate enough to see the original painting in the Paris Museum, he would have thought that the painting would be real.

After the director came down, Zhou Ruifa immediately asked: "Director, how can this 'knight, death and the devil' be sold?"

The director was angry because of Lin Lihua's sudden resignation. After seeing someone consulting the fake painting, he casually said: "100,000 US dollars, this is the original work of the famous painter Dürer. It was stolen from the museum. It was a stolen item, and it costs 100,000 US dollars, it is really cheap."

Zhou Ruifa smiled slightly and handed over the bank card, "I want this painting, but I want to meet someone who paints this 'fake painting'."

The word "fake painting" is very important.
Chapter completed!