Gu Weijing twirled the pencil on his desk with his fingers, ignoring the whispers filled with malice around him.
As a young painter about to hold an exhibition at the Louvre Abu Dhabi,
he certainly had the confidence to treat all the peers mocking him as jokers and ignore them.
Alright,
strictly speaking, it's not so much that Ma Shi Gallery wants to spend heavily on his solo exhibition, but rather that this promise of exhibition is a Faustian bait for him to sign away his soul.
But the two sides of the coin tossed by Hanks aren't exactly Hell and Heaven.
It's just an extremely lucrative contract and another one that's a bit insanely unprecedented in the industry.
Ma Shi III, this "Devil," was indeed too generous.
So generous that,
Gu Weijing knew he might have signed a contract selling his soul encompassing the golden years of his career, yet he didn't feel bothered, only excited and thrilled.
"Is this the magic power of Mr. Cao Xuan?"
