Qin Xin's comment, "Is he the village idiot?" nearly made Chen Shi, on the other end of the phone, laugh until he was out of breath.
Indeed, this man who wants to buy the master's work is incredibly wealthy.
As soon as he entered the gallery, he ignored everything else and fixated on the master's favorite piece "Galaxy," immediately making an offer.
Although the master's past works have sold for as high as 80 million, it's rare for someone to start bidding with 100 million like this man.
Chen Shi: "Understood, Master, I'll tell him it's not for sale, no matter what. Absolutely not for sale. We have dignity, we're artists; what's money worth?!"
Qin Xin responded with a "Hmm."
Casually swiped across the screen.
Saw another pile of unread messages flooding in.
Among them, the avatar of a seductive fox woman was flashing the most.
"Q Emperor, someone bullied me, sob sob sob, I demand comfort and love!"
"They snatched my Ice Princess!"
